"Since South Vietnam is unkind, you can't blame us for betraying our trust. Let's go and fight our way out of Jinling!"

With Zhang Junlin personally watching over them, they would still pretend to work honestly.

Now that the entire imperial village was deserted, Zhang Junlin ran to the forest.

The world is vast and they can be free...

call!

A strong wind suddenly blew up, and the person walking in the front was thrown away and rolled several feet away, eating a mouthful of dirt.

"Who told you to stop?"

The generals looked at Zhang Junlin in surprise as he returned carrying a gray rabbit.

Seeing the anger on Zhang Junlin's face, he was so frightened that he quickly picked up the sickle and hoe, pretended that nothing happened, and continued working.

They didn't know how Zhang Junlin knew they were going to escape.

But they felt it.

In less than a day, Zhang Junlin's skill seemed to have increased again.

It actually gave them a sense of oppression when facing General Xiang Hongxiang!

"I have sent high-level secret guards with the same strength as me to monitor your every move. If you dare to be passive and sabotage your work, you will be shot to death."

He had just found the rabbit nest when the source of power under his feet stopped working.

Originally, he wanted to beat the teeth of these prisoners as a sacrifice and wait for the rice to arrive.

Now it seems... it is more appropriate to let them eat dirt.

Not far away, Nanfeng and Zhiyi, who were squatting on the branches of a tree, looked at each other and looked around nervously when they heard His Highness the Crown Prince's words.

But after looking for a long time, I didn't see any helpers.

"When did South Vietnam have high-level secret guards?"

"Your Highness isn't trying to take advantage of us, is he?"

But the prisoners in the rice fields believed it.

He completely gave up the idea of ​​​​escape and worked harder.

…

Within the city.

Mobilized by the government, the people in the city took out all the rice bags from their homes.

The refugees washed the wild vegetables dug from outside the city, threw them into the pot, and cooked corn porridge so thin that you could count the grains.

"Drink with the elderly and children first."

"After this meal, I can only eat wild vegetable soup tomorrow morning."

"We have almost finished digging out the wild vegetables outside the city. We have no choice but to buy some grain at a high price. They say that half of South Vietnam's grain and grass has gone into Jinling City. We can't come to Jinling and still starve to death."

Complaining is useless.

Those who were given wild vegetable and corn porridge greedily sucked in the aroma of the rice porridge emanating from the earthenware bowl while it was hot.

But no one finished the palm-sized bowl of porridge.

They all tasted it and felt warm in their stomachs, so they gave it to their children.

During the pushing and shoving, some rice porridge was spilled on the ground.

The young children who were not full immediately fell to the ground and started licking food.

No one stopped the young children's indecent behavior. The elderly and young people complained more about their slippery hands and wasted a lot of rice soup.

"Let's go."

Dong You, who led a hundred elite soldiers to borrow food, couldn't help but quicken his pace when he saw this scene.

The Chen family of the state leader lived on Zhongwu Street, less than two miles away from the main entrance of the palace.

Far away, Dong You, who hadn't eaten yet, smelled the aroma of steaming rice wafting over from Chen's house.

Looking for the scent, I came to the door of Chen's house.

I saw a Chen family servant putting the uneaten half bowl of rice into a dog bowl.
Chapter completed!