When Lu Xiangsheng heard this, he sighed in his heart, then looked around the other Han slaves, his face became serious, and shouted sternly: "Why do you want to help Jianlu? Most of the ten Jianlu are the elderly, weak and disabled in Jianlu. You are about thirty people, and there is hope for a fight!"

When they heard this, Hannu, who was still excited, could clearly see that they were depressed. One of them was a little older, with a hint of sadness on his face: "Sir, what if we win the battle? Where can we escape?"

"Yes, sir!" Another old Hannu said, "When Mao Shuai was there, we could still run to Dongjiang, and at least there might be a way out. But since Mao Shuai died, Dongjiang has not taken us to escape!"

"Without Dongjiang, we have nowhere to go! Since that's the case, is it useful for our resistance?" As soon as this was said, many people nodded in a slight way.

When Wei Mulan saw it, she asked in surprise: "Isn't there any Shanhaiguan?"

"Shanhaiguan?" The man who answered first smiled with a little self-deprecating smile, "Jianlu had a sting on the other side, and he was throwing himself into the trap. Besides, even if he could escape, so what if they were worried that we, the escapee, wouldn't accept us at all!"

After saying this, the man lying on the ground also spoke: "Sir, they have no help, actually... they really don't blame them. If I didn't want to live, I wouldn't dare to resist."

When the Han slaves heard him say this, they couldn't help but show a hint of gratitude. They knew that no matter how they explained, it was not as true as the man's forgiveness.

The man lying down saw Lu Xiangsheng staring at him, and continued to speak: "After we were looted by Jianlu, we could not escape. We were starved to death every day and had no strength to resist. The imperial army has never appeared, let alone whether we can defeat Jianlu. Who has hope? Only people like me who don't want to live will fight to the death, thinking of taking a back and avenging them!"

Lu Xiangsheng listened to their words and looked at their expressions, and couldn't help but feel silent. Just before, he secretly hated these Han slaves in his heart that he didn't give up. But now listening to their words, he can understand their situation and their behavior!

Thinking of this, his face became a little more kind, and he said to these Han slaves: "The emperor has rectified Yuan Chonghuan and returned General Mao Wenlong with his innocence. I served as the governor of Denglai and fought several battles with Jianlu in Korea, destroying two thousand Jianlu. The slave chief led a large army to North Korea for this reason."

After understanding the crux of the matter, he naturally knew what to say.

Sure enough, as soon as he said the words, the eyes of Hannu squatting suddenly lit up. They looked at Lu Xiangsheng, as if they wanted to verify from his face. Is this true?

At this moment, there was another movement from the valley entrance, but Mao Chengzuo and his subordinates came back to investigate the situation.

He strode to Lu Xiangsheng, glanced at the Han slaves, and then replied in a deep voice: "Sir Zhongcheng, there is a big village five miles ahead, just stuck on the way to Liaoyang!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a weak old man suddenly asked in surprise: "You... are you Mao Shuai's adopted son?"

Mao Chengzuo turned his head and looked at him. He didn't want to answer, but when he saw that Lu Xiangsheng seemed to care too, and his face seemed to be kind, he nodded and replied: "I'm the adopted son of Mao Chengzuo, Mao!"

Mao Wenlong actually had many adopted sons, but Mao Chengzuo was the leader of all adopted sons and was also famous. Therefore, Yuan Chonghuan asked Mao Chengzuo to command and appease him after he killed Mao Wenlong.

His reply immediately made these Han slaves excited. Mao Shuai's adopted son all called this man the Lord Zhongcheng, so he would definitely not lie to speak with such a high official!

Mao Chengzuo ignored them and turned around and continued to report: "There are no other villages around thirty miles away. I will go to the village to investigate. I have not encountered anyone outside the wild. I still don't know the internal reality."

During the investigation of their former detectives, the Jianlu happened to escort these people to bury the bodies, but they just happened to be unable to meet them.

"We are from that farm. I know how many Jianlu are there..."

"There are more than 500 Jianlu young and old in the village, and they..."

“…”

After hearing this, the Han slaves immediately spoke in a slight manner, hoping to be more active and tell the situation in the farm clearly. In this way, it was a bit messy and it was hard to hear clearly.

Lu Xiangsheng's face became serious and immediately pointed out a Han slave. After asking questions from time to time, he quickly grasped the virtuality and reality of Zhuangzi.

Afterwards, he turned to look at his subordinates in the valley, pondered for a moment, and said to the Han slaves: "I want to take down this farm, are you willing to cooperate?"

"I'm willing, I'm willing, of course I'm willing!"

"What do you say, what do we do!"

“…”

The Han slaves were excited when they heard this and responded one after another, with a lot of emotions!

They didn't know how long they had been waiting for such a thing, and even dreamed that they really had it, so how could they not be excited!

Lu Xiangsheng was a little relieved, so he immediately ordered Zuo Liangyu to come over and discuss the capture of Zhuangzi in front of these Han slaves.

There are these Han slaves who can ask at any time, and a simple and practical plan will be available. Lu Xiangsheng stood up and said to them: "Zuo Liangyu and Huang Degong are ambushing the sides of the official road. If a Jianlu escapes from the Zhuangzi, he must be intercepted and no one can be let go. After Zhuangzi completely controls it, he will give you a signal."

It's just a farm, even if it's relatively large, its combat power is nothing. The only thing to note is to prevent anyone from escaping.

After Lu Xiangsheng finished his arrangement, he said to the Han slaves: "The Han people in Liaodong are the people of the emperor. The emperor has never forgotten them and has always been thinking about you. The emperor has even said that he will be the emperor personally in the future. The emperor is in charge of the imperial guards. The emperor is ordered to make the Jianlu dormitory uneasy! This Liaodong will definitely belong to the Ming Dynasty!"

The Han slaves were sobbing that they couldn't help but kneel down, with tears of excitement on their faces, kowtowed repeatedly, and said with sobs: "God has pity for us, the emperor still remembers us!"

"We are not abandoned, we are not abandoned!"

"Long live the emperor!"

“…”

Lu Xiangsheng nodded. Even he was a little excited. After they vented for a while, they announced again: "The emperor issued an order for the capital to control food and do everything possible to rescue the old and weak in Yongping, Zunhua and other places. Now most of them are safe!"

He knew that many of these people were looted from the Gyeonggi area, so he told them the good news.
Chapter completed!