The attack of the Uhlans continued for a long time.

The casualties of the Changshan Army grew, from 500 at the beginning to only 400 men. And the newly emancipated slaves were also killed and wounded.

At this moment, a voice amplified with an amplifier came from among the Ulans.

"Charr, surrender, there is no point in fighting any longer, you will die!" The voice of Gulun Tower rang out. It turned out that this Ulan pursuing army was brought by him.

However, what replied to him was the sound of a short-barreled shock gun.

At this moment, the soldiers of the Changshan Legion were waiting, waiting for the people who had returned to the Shire early to bring the Shire Border Patrol with them, and only when they came could these people who had been captured as slaves be rescued.

The Ulan attack continued, the resistance of the Cheung Son Corps was maintained, and casualties on both sides continued to rise.

The wails of the slaves were everywhere, and the smell of blood was strong.

Yang Yunhui also felt that his internal breath was about to run out, and now he could only maintain flying in the sky, and as for attacking and casting the Wind Blade, it was simply impossible to do it.

Gradually, everyone felt despair, and a lifeless mood permeated the defensive circle. The slaves wept and cursed the injustice of the world and their tragic lives. Some of the fighters were also infected and couldn't help but reach out and wipe the tears from the corners of their eyes. These warriors were very young, about twenty years old, and they were going to lose their lives in the prime of life, and anyone would feel sorry for their lives.

The officer leading the group made a retreat gesture towards the sky, meaning to let the Tempomancers retreat on their own.

But no one left, and the Tempomancers fell to the ground and joined the warriors.

Seeing this, the officer couldn't help but shake his head. Immediately, he raised his sword, "Brothers, are you willing to die such an insulting death?"

"I don't want to!" Everyone said in unison.

"Are you willing to be a captive of Ulan?"

"I don't want to!"

"Are you willing to die on the run?"

"I don't want to!"

"Then raise the sword in your hand and rush with me, for the glory of the Charles!"

"For the glory of the Charles!"

"For the glory of the Charles!"

"For the glory of the Charles!"

Everyone drew their spears from the ground, and then charged out with the officer. They are ready to die in battle.

The Ulans also shouted, and then rushed towards the Shire.

Although there is no momentum of thousands of galloping horses, there is the momentum of thousands of troops. The two sides fought fiercely, and someone died every second.

Yang Yunhui also flew into the crowd with a sense of desperation and attacked violently.

This is the cruelty of war, but also the magnificence of war.

But perhaps it was the Shire army that was on an expedition of the heavens, or perhaps the bad luck of the Ulans.

Suddenly a large number of cavalry appeared on the border line in the distance, and they were very fast, and they went straight to the two armies that were fighting together.

"Charr!"

There was a burst of exclamation from among the Ulan cavalry. They all turned their heads to look at the army that was charging at them from a distance.

The banner held high had the word Xia written on it, which made the people of Ulan frightened.

"Reinforcements are coming!"

When this cry sounded in the bandit army of the Changshan Legion, the people who were originally desperate to die suddenly gave birth to infinite hope. They raised their weapons in high hands and shouted, "Kill the Ulan dog!"

"Enough to kill Ulan!"

The reinforcements fought with the Ulans from both wings, and suddenly the people turned on their backs, blood flowed everywhere, and the screams rang out.

After a difficult battle, the Uhlans retreated.

Yang Yunhui looked at these troops who crossed the border line and came to rescue him, which was cordial from the bottom of his heart, and he couldn't wait to rush up and hug them. The same is true of other people's thoughts.

Towards evening, the team finally reached the border.

At this time, there were more than 300 people left in Yang Yunhui's team, and there were more than 500 of the rescued slaves.

Here, no one dared to stay yet, because the Ulans could cross the border at any moment and chase after them. So even though they were tired, everyone gritted their teeth and continued to move forward. Those who have survived a desperate situation cherish their lives even more, and no one wants to be chased and killed by the Ulan people again at this time.

Yang Yunhui was already exhausted at this time, and he had almost exhausted his internal breath when he fought against the Ulan people before, and he had been rushing until this time, his body was empty, and he was holding on to it with a will, and he could fall down at any time.

It was still raining a lot in the sky, and little by little raindrops hit people's bodies, and their clothes stuck to their bodies like muddy water, giving people an even worse feeling.

Everyone hadn't eaten yet, so they walked hungry. Gradually, some people fainted, and there was no choice but to let these wounded people ride on war horses.

By about twelve o'clock in the night, I couldn't walk anymore, and more and more people couldn't hold on and collapsed.

The officers could only give the order to rest.

It just so happened that the rain gradually stopped. So they lit a fire and prepared to cook.

The officers had been fearing that the Uhlans would cross the border to pursue them, and luckily in the end the Uhlans did not come.

The smell of rice in the pot on the fire gradually wafted up, and everyone stared at the pot one by one, and they were all hungry.

When the rice was boiling, none of these people cared about the heat, and one by one they reached out and grabbed it. After swallowing dates and stuffing them into his mouth, he was so hot that he beat his chest and lungs.

Yang Yunhui looked at the appearance of these people, and he didn't know why he suddenly wanted to cry. Whether it is the modern life of the previous life or the Nanshan life of this life, he has never experienced such suffering. Looking at their desperate struggle to survive, he felt so uncomfortable. At the same time, he also swore in his heart that he would never let himself fall into such a desperate situation.

After the hot meal, everyone gradually regained their strength. A feeling of comfort permeated the camp, and drowsiness followed.

"Don't sleep!

At this time, the voices of the officers rang out.

Everyone tightened suddenly, and their eyes suddenly appeared a little bright.

After all, no one knows if the Ulan people will come to attack, and no one wants to be captured and killed by the Ulan again.

So, the team got up again and continued on their way.

Two days later, the Border Patrol Force left, and they were going to continue patrolling the border.

Three days later, the bandit detachment of the Changshan Legion arrived at Changshan City.

Zhu Chen, the new city lord of Changshan City, received the news from the wind warlocks, and he waited in line at the city gate early.

Seeing the bandit team from a distance, Zhu Chen rode his horse and hurriedly approached.

"Heroes, welcome home! Changshan City Lord Zhu Chen has been waiting here for a long time!"

The officer leading the team smiled wryly at him, "Lord Castle Lord, you quickly arrange these miserable people," he said, pointing to the slaves who had returned with them.

"Don't worry, Zhu will be properly settled!"

Many of these former Ulan slaves, some of whom were Shire, some of whom were Dak, and some of whom were Muta people, did not know where their homes were. These are hard-working people, and they finally escaped, no, when they saw that someone wanted to arrange their lives, they immediately knelt down one by one.

"Big man, please take the small one! As long as you give your mouth enough to eat, I will make you a cow and a horse!"

A cry of begging rang out.

Zhu Chen couldn't help but feel a big head, but fortunately, he had already thought about it before he came.

"Get up quickly, I have thought about where you are going, and I will definitely arrange it!"

But none of them got up, and one by one they begged there.

Zhu Chen frowned, and then he looked at the officer.

The officer had no choice but to shout, "Get up, Lord Zhu will take care of you." ”

Strange to say, after the officer's shout, these kneeling people all stood up, and their eyes were full of antiquity. Could it be that the officer was their savior, so they only believed in him?

Subsequently, an official from the Office of Administration stepped forward and took the refugees away. Zhu Chen placed them in a small col near Changshan, where they would establish a new village, with these refugees as the main body.

The soldiers did not enter the city, and after completing the refugee handover with Zhu Chen, they went straight to the Changshan military camp.

Although more than 100 people were lost in this anti-bandit journey, it has to be said to be very successful. It can be said that it is a great achievement to clean up the rock wolf bandits that have been entrenched in the vicinity of Changshan City for more than ten years, and to destroy the plundering net established by some of the Ulans.

No, even Yang Yunhui has won a third-level military merit.

Yang Yunhui was very happy to look at this iron card that represented military merits. There was a small gemstone embedded in it, and a big three characters. This is the first military merit he has obtained, and you said that accumulating three third-level military merits can be exchanged for a second-level military merit. When you get a first-class military merit, you can be named a knight and get a territory.

Not long after Yang Yunhui returned to the station to rest, he received news that a woman had come to see him.

Yang Yunhui was very surprised, there was still a woman in this Changshan military camp to come to see him, who could this be, could it be Jiang Xuena?

When he arrived at the visitors' reception, he realized that the woman was Lisa.

"Hi, Yang Yunhui!" Lisa greeted him warmly.

"Lisa, why are you here?" Yang Yunhui was surprised, in his opinion, Lisa should have gone back to Duck long ago after being rescued.

"Whoa!" Lisa gestured to a pennant hanging on the wall on her right. I saw that it was written: The heroic courage of the Changshan soldiers shook the frontier.

"What is this?" Although Yang Yunhui guessed what she meant, he still asked.

"Thank you!"

"Didn't you go back to Duck for that?"

"I've been waiting for you for several days, and if you don't come back, I'm anxious. ”

"Give this pennant to the chief, they will be happy to see it. ”

When the commander of the Changshan Barracks, Count Dreadnought, saw this pennant, he couldn't help laughing.

"Great, our son-in-law has been recognized by everyone, and I, the commander, are also glorious!"

Immediately, the dreadnought earl spread this pennant to the whole army, so that all the soldiers knew about the success of the execution of the bandits, and the gratitude of the masses.

Lisa also sold a lot of supplies and donated them to the barracks, which made the big soldiers in the barracks grateful. In addition, Lisa is already very beautiful, no, they regard Lisa as a goddess one by one.

Lisa told Yang Yunhui her address in Duck before leaving. He was told that he would be a guest at Duck's house in the future.

Going to a beautiful woman's house as a guest, what a great honor and ambiguity this is, Yang Yunhui couldn't help but get drunk.

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