She walked barefoot to the side of the tent and quietly looked out. The soldiers sleeping by the fire outside were not from the Yun nation. The flag that fluttered in the wind had the words " Zhou " written on it.
Her eyes were filled with tears, and soon, they fell like rain.
She thought that she would never be able to escape in this life. She never thought that she would be saved, and it was the people of great Zhou who saved her.
A soft whimper woke up Xie Nanfeng, who was the closest.
Xie Nanfeng glanced around and saw someone at the entrance of his tent. He got up and walked over.
"Young lady, are you hungry? Don't worry, this isn't the Yun nation anymore. This is the camp of the Peng family's Army of the great Zhou Dynasty." Xie Nanfeng said.
"Thank you, thank you general, thank you general for saving my life!" The girl knelt down.
Xie Nanfeng lifted him up.
Hearing the commotion next door, Lu Zheng came over as well.
