After the divorce, the female CEO of Bingshan regretted it

"Where did this little beggar come from?"

Seeing that the person pulling his arm was a tattered little beggar with a dark face and a smelly body, the man waved his hand: "I heard that too, but it should be true."

"I've heard that the Eighth Prince is both civil and military and is friendly to others. If he can become the emperor of our Great Zhou Dynasty, he will definitely be able to turn things around!"

"yes…"

These refugees were whispering among themselves, but Fang Yuanxi had an excited face. If it was true, it could confirm that Zhou Jingyu was still alive.

Because she had been waiting in the small mountain village for several months, but there was no news about Zhou Jingyu. She didn't know whether she was dead or alive, and she was worried. Now she finally had news about His Highness the Eighth Prince.

"Go south, I heard many people are going south, otherwise you will die if you stay here..."

As he said this, the refugees stood up one after another and walked towards the south gate of Linbeicheng.

Seeing this, Fang Yuanxi quickly got up and followed. It was too dangerous for her to walk alone now. It would be safer to follow these refugees.

Since she was now no different than a little beggar, no one could even tell that she was a girl, so she followed the group of refugees heading south and no one noticed her.

A few days later, Fang Yuanxi followed the refugees southward, passed two cities ruled by the Huns, and finally saw the capital.

However, the current capital has become the imperial capital of the Huns.

After the Zhou Dynasty moved south, the people in the city had already gone south. Therefore, in addition to the 10 Huns garrison, the rest of the people in the capital are fleeing people.

"Catch them all..."

As a result, a group of Huns soldiers came over and directly stopped Fang Yuanxi, a group of hundreds of refugees.

"What are you doing? Why are you arresting us..."

A refugee resisted on the spot. As a result, he unsheathed his sword and beheaded the refugee on the spot. The others were so frightened that they screamed and ran away. Fang Yuanxi stood in front, looking at the body that fell at his feet. Blood was flowing in the gaps in the stone road. , Fang Yuanxi was so frightened that her pretty face turned pale and she was trembling...

"Don't run away. If you run away again, I'll kill you all."

The Huns swung their swords and beheaded several more fleeing refugees. This shocked everyone and no one resisted anymore. Immediately, several Huns soldiers took out ropes and tried to tie their hands together.

"Put out your hand."

The Hun soldiers scolded Fang Yuanxi, who was startled. With her head lowered, she hurriedly stretched out her hands and looked at her petite hands. The Hun soldiers stared at her dirty little face in confusion before tying her hands. …

More than a hundred refugees were bundled into a group and escorted by Huns soldiers toward the south city gate.

"They want to take us to the battlefield..."

"Ah, then wouldn't we be killed..."

It turned out that the Southern Zhou Dynasty had already organized its troops in Zhongnan City and was raising its troops to march north. They had already fought two rounds with the Huns, but neither side was seeking any benefits.

But the Huns themselves were very few. Ever since the millions of troops marched south to attack the Zhou Dynasty, they had been depleting their troops.

Although the force was overwhelming, the soldiers of the Zhou Dynasty were not wooden men and could be chopped down by them. Therefore, the Xiongnu army of one million people had already lost 30 people along the way.

The remaining 70 troops were distributed to guard other cities. Therefore, the Xiongnu army currently fighting Zhongnan City and the Zhou Dynasty only had 30 troops, which was seriously insufficient.

Therefore, they grabbed these refugees who went south to serve as soldiers everywhere. Even if they could not be expected to fight, they could serve as helpers for the army and make bows and arrows.

They even used these refugees as shields and let them be the vanguard to attack Zhongnan City.

So they didn't end well at all.

"hurry up…"

Fang Yuanxi and others were escorted along the way, and joined with the captured refugees. There were thousands of them, and they all walked south. They didn't have anything to eat along the way. They walked for two full days before they arrived. A city.

This Ningyuan City is the closest city to Zhongnan City heading south.

Basically, the Huns soldiers gathered here, and many refugees were also captured and imprisoned here, working day and night to make combat equipment such as bows and arrows, shields and weapons.

Fang Yuanxi and the others were placed in a workshop for making bows and arrows, and were guarded by a group of Huns soldiers.

"Listen to me, everyone can make a hundred arrows a day. If anyone can't make it, he will have no food." A Xiongnu leader shouted to Fang Yuanxi and other new refugees.

"Now work for me..."

With a wave of his hand, Fang Yuanxi and the others were told to start working. Those who didn't understand could learn from those who knew. If they couldn't learn, they would be killed directly.

Fang Yuanxi, a group of more than a dozen people, was arranged to learn from an old man who knew how to make arrows. She was clever and quick to master the art of making arrows. The Huns came over to check and tried the arrows she made before nodding with satisfaction.

As a result, the second one failed to pass and was beheaded on the spot, which made Fang Yuanxi's face turn pale with fright.Suddenly, the master who made arrows looked at her and said, "You are a daughter!"

Fang Yuanxi was startled, lowering his head and not daring to look at the master.

Because women did not end well here, especially beautiful women, they were all captured by the Huns, trampled and humiliated in all kinds of ways, and life was worse than death.

Seeing this, the old master stopped talking and started working hard.

One day passed, Fang Yuanxi's fingers were bleeding, but she still made a hundred arrows, and only got two sweet potatoes, but she couldn't care about so many, and went without eating for several days, so she wolfed them down.

After eating, they were all imprisoned in the workshop. There were no beds or bedding. In addition, the weather was cold in spring, and some people froze to death. Fortunately, Fang Yuanxi was wearing animal skins, and her fox fur cloak was discarded by her right away. .

Because she didn't dare to be recognized as a woman.

For several days, Fang Yuanxi spent time in this workshop like this. She saw that everyone had not had enough to eat, and everyone looked haggard and weak. Fang Yuanxi was also the same, because she was sick, her lips were white, and her body was weak. Very weak, but she still persisted.

If they were found to be sick, the Huns would kill them directly, or drag them to the battlefield to use as a shield.

"Take this medicine."

The old master took out a handful of medicine to treat colds and gave it to Fang Yuanxi. He felt sorry for this girl.

Fang Yuanxi was grateful, but how could these medicines cure her disease.

In Zhongnan City, the soldiers of the Zhou Dynasty once again fought against the Xiongnu soldiers.

The person leading the battle this time was the Eighth Prince Zhou Jingyu, together with the fierce generals of King Nanzhen, who led an army of 50 to gather in Zhongnan City, hoping to break through the Xiongnu army and then go north to recover Ningyuan City.

"Your Highness, the Huns are so despicable. They use our people as shields and human shields to attack the city. They are extremely cruel."

"Yes, the Huns deserve to die, they all deserve to die..."

In the command hall of Zhongnan City, many generals were angry because in the past few days, the Huns had used the common people as vanguards and human shields, so that their soldiers did not dare to leave the city or shoot arrows to attack, causing great passiveness.

At this moment, Zhou Jingyu was wearing golden armor, and he was sitting there with a gloomy face, but he never expected that Fang Yuanxi would also go south and be captured by the Huns as a slave.

"Tomorrow, we must break through the Xiongnu army and go north to regain Ningyuan City. Otherwise, more people will be used as human shields by them to hinder our attack!" Zhou Jingyu said coldly with sharp eyes.

The generals present nodded. Tomorrow is a crucial battle, which is related to the morale of the entire Zhou Dynasty.

Therefore, Zhou Jingyu and the others cannot lose!