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974. Don't think you want me to think

Tao Yuanyuan has led troops and directly invaded Pingzhou. Pingzhou has now become a place of war.

Wen Ranran knew some of this, but she never saw it with her own eyes.

After several small-scale battles, many soldiers from the Zhenbei Army were captured and brought back.

However, I heard a few days ago that these soldiers... don't seem to blend in harmoniously with the soldiers of the imperial court.

Because the war really started, Xia Lishuang didn't have time to get angry. He only hugged her to sleep when he came back every night. She disappeared early the next morning before she woke up.

"Qianyu... do you think we should go to the military camp?" Wen Ranran raised her head and looked at Qianyu.

Unfortunately, due to Xia Lishuang's influence, Qianyu is now extremely sensitive to Wen Ranran's physical condition.

"No, the Lord has said that you are not well yet and cannot go out!"

"Then... let's go up the street to the head office?"

"No, the Lord said, you..."

"It won't work this way, and that won't work... Believe it or not, I'll beat you up?! I don't want the Lord to say it, I want me to say it!" Wen Ranran said fiercely, touching her back molars.

Qianyu: "..."

Unable to control Wen Ranran, Qianyu and Jiang Tang escorted Wen Ranran to the military camp.

The atmosphere in the military camp is completely new, and all kinds of soldiers are still practicing endlessly. Tao Yuanyuan is a fighting maniac, and he is an iron-blooded warrior. Although she is a woman, her military management skills are better than those of those old men who have been on the battlefield.

Everyone is prepared and no one dares to be lazy or slippery.

Wen Ranran looked around and was very satisfied.

The army before the expedition brought a total of 300,000 people, but now there are only about 100,000 troops stationed in Jiyang.

These days, although no one mentioned it in front of her, Wen Ranran could imagine the horror of war.

One hundred thousand versus five hundred thousand, even though the other side is tired and their military morale is shaken, once they get to the battlefield and fight to the death, they still can't get away with it.

"Let's go to the prisoner of war camp!" Wen Ranran raised her eyebrows, turned and walked towards the other side.

Qianyu and Jiangtang looked at each other. Qianyu wanted to stop him but failed.

It was very quiet in the prisoner-of-war camp. Some soldiers were arrested, their hands and feet were tied, and even eating was a problem.

When they saw Wen Ranran, many people shrank, and some even looked at Wen Ranran with hatred.

This is the situation that Wen Ranran is most worried about.

"These...are all prisoners returned?" Wen Ranran's face looked a little ugly.

To be honest, the Zhenbei Army's 500,000-strong army is definitely not a small number, and these soldiers who were captured and returned are, after all, soldiers of Rongguo.

They once served the Rongguo, fought bloody battles on the battlefield, and fought desperately for their country. But now, they are trapped here because of a ridiculous mutiny.

"Princess, there is nothing to see here. If the Lord finds out and we take you out... Jiang Tang and I will probably be doomed!"

Qian Yu beside him whispered.

Wen Ranran didn't say anything, but looked curiously at the people inside from across the cage. After watching for a while, Wen Ranran took out a few pastries from his pocket, and then stepped forward regardless of Qian Yu and Jiang Tang's obstruction.

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"princess!"

Wen Ranran waved her hand, looked at the soldier across the cage, and handed over the cake in her hand.

"Eat something?"

The soldier seemed to be extremely young, and his eyes looked at Wen Ranran with a bit of confusion.

Wen Ranran did not speak, but still looked at the other party with gentle and clear eyes.

The soldier was stunned for a while, then carefully took the pastry and started eating it.

He had obviously been hungry for a long time, and when he started to eat, he almost had no image of it. He finished the pastry given by Wen Ranran in a few mouthfuls.

Then, the young soldier looked at Wen Ranran with confused eyes.

"Princess...why are we, too, soldiers of the Rongguo, locked up here? Why do the people of the Rongguo fight against the people of the Rongguo?"


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