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Chapter five hundred and fifty first youth

The two boys divided the porridge and pancakes, and they ate and drank very sweetly.

They fled with everyone before the military platform was broken. They couldn't see the road clearly in the dark night, so they ran for the middle of the night, but were still trapped by the Tartars.

Several older people were killed. Lu Si and Huang Yufu were both teenagers. The Tartars did not kill them at that time. After returning for a brief trial, they formed them with the Han people who came to the ground to do some miscellaneous work for the army.

Lu Si and Huang Yufu were responsible for helping several Han blacksmiths. They beat horseshoes for war horses every day and were also responsible for repairing them. They had a lot of work. After all, there were thousands of troops here, and they were almost busy from morning to night.

This is also the reason why they had food on time. The Mongolians also knew that the work of these Han people was heavy and they could not continue to be done without food.

Several Han blacksmiths ate alone in the distance. Not only did they eat better, they also gave them some wine every day.

These Han people were very indifferent to Lu Si and others. They had escaped to the grassland for at least twenty years, and had even been running over for several generations. These people were all White Lotus Sects from the north and had a deep hatred for the Ming Dynasty. Most of the rebellions in the past 200 years were related to the White Lotus Sect. They had no feelings for the Ming Dynasty, but on the contrary they hated him very much and had no good expression on Lu Si and others. Not only did they refuse to teach semi-technology, they also kept guarding like thieves.

"After eating, I rinse the bucket, and then rinse our bowls."

After finishing the meal, a blacksmith came over and kicked Huang Yufu and ordered.

Huang Yufu's face turned pale and could not resist, so he just snorted silently.

After the man left, Huang Yufu said, "When I escape back to the army, I will definitely sign up for a war soldier. Not only will I kill the Tartars, but also these scum among the Han people."

Lu Sitou said: "I also want to be a warrior."

Huang Yufu said again: "I am from Tianchengwei. If I can't escape, remember to say to my parents. I have no harm here. I will have pensions if I die. I will not be sad."

This has been said many times, and they have been with each other almost once a day.

At this time, the other blacksmiths finished eating. While picking their teeth with sharpened branches, they discussed tomorrow's work.

A blacksmith said, "Start packing up the utensils tomorrow, and you will leave at most two or three days."

Another person said: "Each ministry is preparing."

First, he said to the blacksmith: "Now people are in panic, and all the troops are in chaos. The superiors must keep it confidential. You cannot ask He Yusheng to know the news, otherwise they will know that we are a great krypton and internal chaos, and they will withdraw their troops. Maybe they will take the opportunity to chase them, which is really lingering."

Several blacksmiths were talking, but the khan was really dead and all the troops were about to withdraw their troops. Now people are in panic and in chaos.

After a fit of anger, seeing that it was getting dark, the blacksmith's head said, "Stop early, there will be more things tomorrow."

Someone said: "Do you want to put away those horses that have been slapped with iron palms?"

When the man was talking, he looked at Huang Yufu and Lu Si, and the hearts of the two boys were thrilled-
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