Li Dahua was as excited as a child hearing about going to the playground, waving her arms and legs: "Great, great! My husband will be behind Dahua, Dahua isn't afraid of getting hurt."
She was afraid that Chu Jinjin would get hurt.
The leader quickly seized the opportunity, struggled to jump down, and patted his chest with lingering fear.
The dangers coming from our immediate surroundings are terrifying!
There were no suitable trees nearby, so Chu Jinjin handed the arrows she had picked up to Li Dahua, and the two of them ran quickly toward the soldiers, one after the other.
From the air, the scene looked somewhat comical: two people were facing off against a large group of people, but the latter were so frightened that they turned and ran away, and no one dared to approach them.
The main reason is that Li Dahua's reputation is too great.
All the officers and soldiers knew Li Dahua, and many of the people who came had even witnessed the epic battle that left the two speechless.
That's not even human.
She beat up tens of thousands of soldiers like children. Even a highly skilled general could have his horse's head smashed in one blow, blood splattering everywhere. Another blow from her stick and the general would faint without a sound and remain in bed to this day.
With bones all over his body, he'll never be able to go to war again, let alone get out of bed.
Thanks to this era, people basically walk on their own two legs. The officers and soldiers wore heavy armor, carried weapons, and numbered in large numbers, so there was no way they could escape in a short time.
The general shouted repeatedly, but when he realized no one was listening, he ran away as well.
He knew better than the officers and soldiers.
If it weren't for Li Dahua, that killing machine, would we have gone through so much trouble? We would have stormed the mountain stronghold long ago.
In the blink of an eye, the two had arrived.
Chu Jinjin's role is very accurate—support!
To create a relatively safe combat environment for Li Dahua.
The hidden weapons were specifically designed to target archers, hitting them precisely in either the throat or the face.
Li Dahua wasn't fat, she was strong, and her speed was by no means slow. In fact, because of her long legs, she ran faster than the average person.
The last soldier felt a gust of wind and turned around hastily, nearly losing his soul in fright.
Before, from a distance, it only vaguely appeared tall, but now up close, it looks like a small mountain, requiring one to look up to see it, making it impossible to muster any thought of resistance.
Li Dahua couldn't bear to use the arrow in her hand; it was a gift from her husband. She grabbed the soldier by the back of the collar and threw it forcefully into the air.
Martial arts practitioners certainly have great strength, but there is a normal range. For example, with this move, the maximum height is probably two or three meters.
Li Dahua, no!
The officers and soldiers, like rockets, reached a height of five or six meters.
Chu Jinjin: "......."
Then two more soldiers were lifted high into the air.
Li Dahua shoved the arrow into her back with a backhand, like a tiger entering a pack of wolves, grabbing one and throwing it away. Occasionally, when she encountered resistance, she would not dodge, and spears and shields would be slapped away before they could even get close. Then, she would still fly into the air.
There were over a thousand people, and they were completely powerless to fight back.
The sky looked like it was blooming with flowers.
Chu Jinjin was amazed. If Li Dahua was of sound mind, and if women could join the army, it would truly be a blessing for the country.
The villagers weren't surprised at all; they were used to it, and many of them had enjoyed this treatment before.
With the head of the gang keeping her locked up, she sometimes couldn't hit people, so Li Dahua would get angry and throw things into the air.
Chu Jinjin became a spectator, following Li Dahua like a little follower.
In less than two minutes, a huge vacuum appeared around them, and no one was standing; they were lying haphazardly on the ground.
The general has his warhorse, which has already galloped far away.
"Dahua, don't chase after them." Chu Jinjin looked at the army that came to greet them, grabbed Li Dahua's arm and pulled her back. Then her gaze inadvertently fell on the two people lying on the ground trembling—Li Dahua's mother and younger brother.
As for the blacksmith, he was covered in blood and was clearly dead.
Ordinary people have never seen such a scene before: people flying into the sky, crashing down and screaming, some with their faces covered in blood.
Li Dahua's mother instinctively hugged her son. Upon seeing Li Dahua, she finally came back to her senses and burst into tears, crying, "Dahua, you scared your mother to death!"
She initially disagreed with throwing away Li Dahua, after all, no matter how ugly or fat she was, she was still her own flesh and blood.
But she had no status in the family.
All the expenses were covered by the blacksmith alone.
Later, when she had a son, she couldn't let Li Dahua be the sole burden on the whole family, but she regretted it and thought about it.
Li Dahua jumped behind Chu Jinjin in fright: "Husband, is she going to eat me?"
The monster was so close, and it was calling her name. She had heard stories of monsters eating children, so she absolutely couldn't answer when it called her name.
"Dahua, look at me, I'm your mother, I'm just old." After all, she was her own daughter, and Li Dahua's mother quickly realized what was going on, crying with snot and tears streaming down her face. "When you were little, you loved to lie in your mother's arms and look at the stars. You always thought that fairies lived up there. Dahua, I really am your mother."
After saying that, she seemed to remember something and glared at the head of the household, saying with grief and indignation, "Mother has come looking for you many times, but it's always this person who won't let her see you."
The chieftain spat fiercely: "You miss your daughter, don't you? Look how successful the chief has become, now you regret it."
If initially making Li Dahua the chieftain was out of necessity after being beaten, later she truly came to regard her as family.
The mountain stronghold wasn't short of food, and besides, fearing the government might play dirty tricks, they brought all the families of the stronghold's elites, not to mention the chieftain's biological parents.
But the blacksmith and his wife were only after money. If they were allowed to stay, they would definitely incite Li Dahua to act arrogantly and domineeringly, and then the mountain stronghold would be finished.
Li Dahua resembles her mother, but appearance reflects character. Once you get to know her, Li Dahua seems kind and lovable, while the old woman is truly ugly. She adopts the shrewish tone of a shrew: "You're talking nonsense! Even if I'm wrong in a thousand ways, I'm still her mother. And what are you? You just watched your own father being killed without helping. You'll be punished by heaven! Dahua doesn't understand, and don't you understand either?"
As she spoke, she remembered the blacksmith beside her, who was weeping so loudly over the corpse that the earth shook.
This time I'm truly heartbroken. After all, we've been married for half our lives, how could we not have feelings for each other?
The bandit leader was speechless. Before he became a bandit, he was just an ordinary mountain dweller with parents.
He glanced at Li Dahua cautiously.
If she ever comes to her senses, I wonder if she'll blame herself.
Li Dahua's mother cried with increasing confidence, wiping away her tears fiercely: "Li Dahua, you beast, what are you standing there for? Your father is dead, come and mourn him."
Some things, even if you no longer recognize them, will not disappear.
Li Dahua shuddered slightly and murmured, "Father, Father is dead?"
"It's all because of you, you beast! If you had come sooner, your father wouldn't have died." Li Dahua's mother felt a familiar urge and growled, "Come here and kneel down before your father."
The villagers hesitated, wanting to say something but holding back.
To reiterate, it was indeed hateful, but the person is already dead.
If you don't send your own daughter off, you'll be punished.
Then, Chu Jinjin said calmly, "Dahua, don't go over there."
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