"My last name is Yuan, you can just call me Brother Yuan."

As for the name, he wouldn't tell it!

The Queen Mother once said that although a name is for people to call, not everyone can call it!

He already knew Miss Mi's name. If he told her his own name as well, wouldn't that be a private communication?

I have to say, Yuan Zhoulu really thinks too much. This was so straightforward that Mi Keru didn't know how to respond. She could only tremble slightly at the corners of her lips to show respect.

"Why do you know so much about the Xiongnu? When I led people to rescue you just now, I clearly saw you all huddled together."

Having said this, Mi Keru's expression became lonely.

"In the eyes of the Xiongnu, wool is something that can be used. Adult sheep need to be bred and can only be eaten when they die of old age."

"But it's different for us girls in Dafeng. After they have married men and women, if there are many single men who can't find wives, they can just pick one they like from our girls' homes and do it directly."

"If the child we give birth to is a boy, they will take him away, teach him horseback riding skills, and take him to continue robbing Dafeng."

"If the children we give birth to are girls, the pretty ones will be kept as tribute to the leader and his men. The average ones will be given to the soldiers under their command who have made contributions."

"The ugly ones are reduced to being two-legged sheep, responsible for carrying things when moving, and serving as food when there is no food."

"The reason why I know so much is because I was kidnapped and when someone was about to assault me, I kicked him and broke his penis."

Yuan Zhoulu listened with his ears open, and his whole body tensed up when he heard the words.

"Then I was taken to the chief's tent, waiting for his decision. But I don't know what happened to the chief, and he didn't come back for a whole day and night."

"Those people took me to the largest sheepfold and locked me up there. The location of that sheepfold was so good that I could see more things."

Having said this, Mi Keru's smile grew even wider.

"When their leader came back, he hurriedly ordered people to pack up and move. He had no time to spare for me. The group thought it was too much trouble to carry me with them while they were herding sheep, so they sent me back to the group and asked me to help carry the things."

Yuan Zhoulu understood. This was the reason why she returned to the place where the poor women were.

"Later, we could only watch helplessly as our companions died of exhaustion and were thrown into the pot to be cooked. But today, no one died, and those people were starving, so they wanted to randomly pick one of us and throw him into the pot."

"Fortunately you arrived in time, otherwise another little sister would have to suffer."

Yuan Zhoulu hurriedly picked up the water bag, then took out the cake that he had placed next to him and handed it to her.

"I guess you won't eat your own kind. You must be starving. Eat something to fill your stomach."

Mi Keru didn't bother to be polite with him. After thanking him, she immediately started to eat voraciously.

He was worried that eating while traveling would harm her body, and he was also worried that riding too fast would blow cold air into her stomach.

Yuan Zhoulu suddenly turned the person to face him, then took off his cloak and covered Mi Keru's head with it, covering her entire upper body.

He did not forget to slow down and signaled others to go over and control those people first, and he would follow soon.

Only after the sound of horse hooves behind him faded away did Yuan Zhoulu laugh.

"No hurry, eat slowly and don't choke."

Although Mi Keru was completely blindfolded, her perception became sharper.

Brother Yuan looks thin and small, but he is actually more reassuring than many men. He is so careful and considerate, and I don’t know who is lucky enough to be worthy of him.

Maybe Mi Keru didn't want to waste too much time, or maybe she had been hungry for too long and her appetite had decreased.

Mi Keru quickly finished eating and carefully poked her head out.

"Brother Yuan, I'm ready now."

Yuan Zhoulu grinned with his big white teeth, turned Mi Keru around suddenly, covered her tightly with his cloak, raised his horse whip and chased forward.

I have to say, these horses are really good horses, and they are all fast.

By the time Yuan Zhoulu arrived, the secret guards had already tied up everyone.

"Please spare my life! This has nothing to do with women and children like us!"

Yuan Zhoulu heard these words as soon as he arrived. The old lady who spoke had a strange accent, and it was difficult to make it out if you didn't listen carefully.

"It's irrelevant? Why didn't you say it was irrelevant when you were eating the people's food? Old man, have some shame, I can still leave you a whole body."

Yuan Zhoulu's voice was so cold that Mi Keru was surprised when she heard it.

Only then did I realize that this man could be so cold and not a completely gentle person.

Right.

If he were too gentle, how could those people listen to him?

"Behind this row of tents, there is a green airtight tent. Inside is all the things looted from Dafeng."

"There is a tallest tent over there, which is the money they plunder everywhere."

"This old lady is the nurse of the Xiongnu leader. She has the key. She is in charge of many valuable boxes."

Mi Keru spoke quickly and no one needed to rush her to do anything. She provided all the information she could like beans pouring out of a bamboo tube.

Yuan Zhoulu glanced at the old lady coldly and finally understood why she was the only one who dared to speak.

It turned out that she was the wet nurse of the Huns leader. She was used to seeing murderous people all day long, so she was not that timid.

"Take out the key and throw it on the empty space over there, or I'll stab you through with my sword. Don't try to cheat."

The wet nurse felt that her vision was darkening and she could hardly breathe.

[No wonder the leader said that the people of Dafeng are difficult to deal with, and they are more cunning than a beehive.]

No one knew what she was thinking. Yuan Zhoulu frowned and moved his sword forward with dissatisfaction, leaving a bloody mark on the old lady's throat.

The old lady's hands trembled. She didn't expect this man to be serious!

As soon as they went back and forth again and no Hun warriors came back, the old lady knew that something big must have happened.

He didn't dare to move his neck and could only turn his cloudy eyes to look at the women and children around him.

"I'll give you three counts. Every time you check a number, I'll have someone randomly pick a boy and kill him."

The old lady's heart was filled with alarm. Before Lawyer Yuan Zhou could check the number, she quickly pulled a bunch of keys from her waist and threw them straight towards the open space in front of her.

"You, pick it up."

Yuan Zhoulu's voice became colder and colder, and he signaled with his eyes the chubby little boy leaning next to the old lady.

"I gave you the key! What else do you want to do?"

Yuan Zhoulu snorted coldly, "Who knows what you threw out? It looks like a key, but who knows if it's poisoned or not?"

"Don't worry, we Dafeng people won't kill innocent people like you Huns do. We just asked him to go with us to get the key to open the box. Why are you in such a hurry?"

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