Knives are not... mutton or beef or something.

"Brother, what do you want a knife for?"

Zhang Lan asked with some fear.

Yan Rou gritted her teeth, holding the fence tightly with one hand.

"Sister, now is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, most of the Xianbei cavalry have gone to the Kou side, and this is the time for us to escape.

"

"If we don't escape, we will all die here sooner or later. I have contacted many people and they all agree that I need a knife to kill the guards now!"

Yan Rou said.

A look of embarrassment appeared on Zhang Lan's face.

But after thinking about it for a while, Zhang Lan still nodded.

Because she knew that what Yan Rou said was right.

In the past three years, she has seen too many Han blood.

These...Xianbei people don't know how to be among the Han people.

Even some of them can eat people and eat Han people! The men of the Han people are kept as animals in captivity, and the women of the Han people are used as reproductive tools.

When a slave can't work, when a woman can't bear children.

A tragic fate awaits.

The better ones will be expelled, then starved or frozen to death on the busy grasslands, or become the beast's dinner.

The unlucky ones will be killed.

This kind of thing happens almost every day.

There are tens of thousands of Han children who were plundered and brought to the grasslands.

This number decreases daily, but gets replenished every once in a while.

The Xianbei people call the Han people the grass valley.

Because after this year's harvest, the next year will be harvested.

"Brother, I will try my best!"

Zhang Lan said.

Yan Rou nodded after hearing this: "Okay girl, hurry back and don't get caught.

"

After Zhang Lan left, Yan Rou turned around and went back to the fence.

Fences are...the kind...stopping cattle and sheep.

And the Han Chinese were imprisoned here.

Not that no one escaped.

But those who escaped were caught.

This is an endless grassland, and there is no place to hide.

Even if you run out, you can't tell the direction.

Either get caught and kill in disgrace, or starve to death or freeze to death, or... feed the beast.

When Yan Rou came here three years ago, she had thought of running away.

But after watching many people around him escape, get caught, and get killed, Yan Rou gave up on this goal.

Then he turned to observation.

Escape, there is a dead end.

Staying here is also a dead end.

After being able to carry it for three years, Yan Rou already feels that she is lucky.

But luck will not patronize him forever.

The coming of next winter may be... the moment of his death.

And this spring gave him an excellent opportunity.

I don't know why, the Xianbei and Karasuma people merged the tribes, and then all the cavalry of the two big clans went south.

The tribe was left with only cavalry to maintain law and order.

This time Yan Rou was not thinking of running away.

It's a power grab! That's right, it's... a power grab.

There are tens of thousands of Han people like him who are imprisoned in their prime.

In addition, there are thousands of women.

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