Qi Shang gripped the broadsword tightly, wary of the surrounding movements. He had expected Jiang Yimian to appear only after a long interval, just like last time.
However, Jiang Yimian quickly appeared before everyone and attacked Qi Shang directly. She smiled and spoke in an exceptionally gentle tone, "I'm so sorry, he's dead!"
Qi Shang stared at the person on the ground with wide eyes, seemingly unaware of why he had died. He was so angry that his eyes turned red, and he swung his broadsword with great force. The others had the same expression.
Jiang Yimian found it quite amusing and deliberately asked, "What, don't you know how to form formations? Why aren't you continuing?"
Qi Shang was furious, gritting his teeth as he said, "You think you can still live after breaking our formation?"
Jiang Yimian smiled nonchalantly, "Then let's give it a try."
At this moment, at the city gate.
Lin Yan'an rode out of the city in a carriage. Looking at the waterlogged ground around him, he said with some worry, "When will the weather clear up? When the weather clears up, the water in the river should recede."
The situation inside the city didn't seem too serious, but once you left the city, you could see the water flowing wildly outwards in the river, which was truly frightening.
Wang Sanzhi said, "We have to wait until the rainy season in Qingnan is completely over, which will take at least another half month."
In my memory, the rainy season in Qingnan lasts for more than a month. Now, only half a month has passed. If there are a few more heavy rains later, the water will inevitably spread into the city.
Lin Yan'an stared in astonishment, "Half a month?"
If it continues to rain for the next two weeks, the area outside the city will be flooded sooner or later.
It might not be feasible to house the disaster victims outside the city.
He needs to have a serious talk with Zhao Jie about why the disaster victims can't be allowed into the city.
As long as proper precautions are taken, there should be no epidemic.
I've never heard of any epidemics following the floods in Qingnan before.
Rather than finding a place outside the city to build a shack, it's better to stay inside the city.
Zhao Jie and the man surnamed Lu still don't know enough about Qingnan, so this matter really needs to be handled by him.
When Mianmian comes back, he will go and take credit for her, making that Lu fellow smug.
Just then, he saw a horse galloping towards them from not far away, with a person on the horse swaying precariously. The sight made his heart pound, and he quickly said, "Wang, Wang San, quickly make that horse stop."
If it came at that speed, its carriage would overturn.
He's still injured; it can't get worse.
Wang San was taken aback, looked at the horse that seemed to have gone mad, and only frowned.
At that moment, a woman was sitting on the horse, clinging tightly to its head, with a child on her back.
Seeing that the man was about to be thrown to the ground by the horse, he quickly stepped forward and grabbed the reins.
The horse neighed and shook its hooves in dissatisfaction before finally coming to a stop.
Wang San then looked at the horse and felt that it was somewhat familiar, as if it were the one that the young master often rode.
Looking at the man on the horse again, he was shocked to see a man lying on the front of the horse, his face pale, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive.
Because the woman was on top of him, he hadn't noticed.
Just as he was wondering who this person was, he heard the woman panting, "Quick, quick, go save that kind young lady and gentleman, or it will be too late."
Wang San was taken aback, and Lin Yan'an also stared wide-eyed at the woman for a while before asking, "Is that girl the one who was with us yesterday?"
The woman nodded repeatedly, "Yes, that's the girl."
Wang San realized something and turned his horse around to the group at the city gate, saying, "Come with me to rescue people. Young Master Lin, hurry into the city."
Having said that, he flicked his whip and rode off in the direction the woman had come from.
Lu Cijian looked at the people chasing after him relentlessly, and a hint of coldness appeared in his eyes.
Just as he raised his whip, a large knife came crashing down, instantly snapping the whip in two, which fell into a puddle on the ground and disappeared.
The man in blue blocked Lu Cijian's path, his tone full of mockery, "What, all you can do is run? I heard that the Marquis of Anding's heir is skilled in both literature and martial arts, but it seems the rumors were false!"
Lu Cijian glanced at the other person, guessing that the woman should have already entered the city.
He left a few men at the city gate; they should know what happened by now and will probably be here soon.
These people seemed determined to get Wei Jinghai and wouldn't let him enter the city easily. Continuing to entangle them would be bad for everyone, so they had to deal with these people first.
He leaped onto the saddle, drew his sword, and began to fight the man in blue.
Seeing that he was no longer running away, the other party was about to make a few sarcastic remarks when Lu Cijian's moves changed instantly, each move aimed at his vital points with extreme ruthlessness, unlike before. In a few changes, he stabbed his throat with a sword.
The others were clearly taken aback when they saw this, but they didn't linger and attacked him all at once.
They wanted to ambush him because they outnumbered him.
Lu Cijian simply gripped his longsword, his eyes fierce, and parried their attacks.
However, those people were just trying to trick him into attacking, and then they attacked the man lying on the horse's back again.
Just as the broadsword was about to fall on Wei Jinghai, Lu Cijian was surrounded by people, his longsword blocked by several broadswords, unable to move an inch.
He frowned and stretched out his leg to block the knife.
The sharp blade slashed straight at the leg; this strike would likely cripple the entire leg.
Just then, a long sword flew from not far away.
With a "ding," the falling sword was deflected.
Lu Cijian turned around instantly and thrust his sword into the attacker's throat.
Wang San and the others quickly stepped forward to help.
With these people joining in, it wasn't long before all thirty-odd people were lying on the ground.
The official road was flooded, and corpses were everywhere. Bloodstains mixed with the murky puddles, gradually turning red.
Lu Cijian helped Wei Jinghai down from his horse and handed him to Wang San, saying, "Take General Wei into the city."
Having said that, he mounted his horse again and returned the way he came.
Before Wang San could say anything, the horse had already disappeared around the corner.
Jiang Yimian looked at the bleeding wound on her shoulder and felt a slight numbness in her arm.
That move was too risky. Although she had killed the tall, burly man, the people in front of her were still not to be underestimated. In addition, knowing that she was injured, they aimed their attacks directly at her wounds, which made her struggle for a while.
Qi Shang looked at her coldly, his face full of a ferocious smile. "How was it? That sword didn't hurt you, did it? He originally used an axe, and one swing of the axe could cut down a tree trunk as thick as a head."
That sword strike should have broken your bones.
If you keep pushing yourself like this, your arm will be ruined.
Even if I don't kill Wei Jinghai today, killing you wouldn't be a loss.
After all, this man was a major concern for the King of Chu, having repeatedly thwarted the King's plans.
Jiang Yimian chuckled and gently moved her injured arm. She knew how strong that person was, and she had already reduced the force before going to meet him, so that apart from the wound, the bone was not damaged at all.
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