Chapter 167: Salvation
Lu Qian quickly dodged to the side and pulled out the short blade at his waist. After seeing who was coming, there was no more joking or relaxed look in his eyes.
"Little brother, your skills look familiar. Were you the one eavesdropping in the alley earlier?"
Sima Wang turned around slowly and looked at the boy and girl in front of him with a relaxed expression.
"You've managed to convince the head of the household to let down his guard and obey your orders. You're a real talent, little brother. If you can sincerely serve us, I'll spare your life."
"Stop talking nonsense. I don't even care about the little benefits of being a pirate."
Lu Qian had spent several days among the pirates, gaining a good understanding of their people and circumstances. This Sima Wang was a cunning man, a hypocrite with a hidden dagger in his smile, who loved to torture his captives. He said he wouldn't kill him now, but it was simply because the enemy was at hand and he wanted to recruit him. Once the enemy retreated, he would be executed.
"Besides, the reinforcements have arrived, and it's not certain who will die first between us."
"Since you are unwilling to serve me, don't blame me for being ruthless." Sima Wang spoke calmly, and a raging coldness spread out, as if getting rid of them was a piece of cake.
Lu Qian's eyes narrowed, intending to strike first. Holding a short blade, his body moved like an arrow from a bow, quickly approaching Sima Wang.
when--
A sharp sword energy easily blocked the attack of the short blade, and then with a light swing of his arm, the sword blade swept towards Lu Qian's neck like a snake.
If Lu Qian had not retreated half a step in time, his head and body would have been separated by now.
Sima Wang's attack was fierce, not giving him any time to breathe. He lowered his wrist and turned his waist, and swung the tip of the sword from bottom to top, aiming directly at Lu Qian's jaw. The latter quickly dodged, but before he could stand firmly, he was hit hard in the chest by a kick, and he was kicked out.
"Lu Qian!"
Song Lingyi's heart was pounding like thunder. She quickly ran over to help the man up, her face full of worry. "How are you?"
"I'm fine."
Lu Qian was still pretending to be brave, blocking the man behind him, but the next moment, he felt a sharp pain explode in his body, rushing through his internal organs. He clenched his teeth, but the hand holding the short blade continued to tremble violently and uncontrollably.
Sima Wang glanced at them calmly, his voice suppressing a strange joy: "Little brother, you are no match for me. You can't protect Miss Song. You'd better surrender as soon as possible. I will leave you a decent death."
"Kill me if you want to, why waste your words?!"
Lu Qian stared at Wang Sima's face, his eyes bloodshot, and then he whispered to the girl beside him, "I'll hold him back later, you run quickly."
As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Sima quickly dodged. His outstanding lightness skill made his figure as fast as a ghost. He quickly rushed in front of Lu Qian, slashed at his face with the long sword, and the wind from the sword blew his hair.
At the critical moment, a feather arrow pierced the sky and accurately cut Wang Sima's neck.
Blood spurted out, pouring all over Lu Qian like heavy rain.
Everything happened in an instant. Song Lingyi was dumbfounded. She slowly turned around to look in the direction where the arrow came from, and her eyes suddenly turned red.
The wind was blowing hard and the smoke was billowing.
The sound of hurried horse hooves came from deep within the market town.
Wang Sima, lying in a pool of blood, had a pale face. He looked at the tall figure riding a horse towards him, and a few low growls came out of his throat. His legs, with nowhere to support them, kicked slowly twice, and he died completely.
At that time, the sky brightened, dispelling the haze in the city.
The light golden morning sun shone on the black armor of the visitor, and he exuded a domineering aura that looked down upon the world.
"Ali!"
The familiar calling voice was like a big hand, pulling Song Lingyi out of the quagmire of panic.
The sound of fighting came from the distant market square.
The tall figure riding a tall horse quickly rushed to Song Lingyi, and his pair of narrow and long phoenix eyes reflected Song Lingyi's beautiful face stained with blood.
Xiao Mingyi did not hesitate. He leaned forward and swung his long arm, grabbing Song Lingyi's waist, carrying her onto the horse, and holding her tightly in his arms.
When he touched the girl's cold hands, a flash of pain flashed in his eyes, and he coaxed her softly, "It's okay."
Song Lingyi looked up and met the calm black eyes, and the tears that had been held back all night finally fell.
Suddenly, the sound of horns and the neighing of countless horses' hooves echoed from all directions. Xiao Mingyi's eyes turned cold and fierce, and he turned his horse and rushed to the battlefield.
As for Lu Qian, he was taken away from the market town to treat his injuries by the Silver-Armored Guards who followed closely behind.
The streets were filled with the roar of fighting.
In addition to the troops brought by Xiao Mingyi, there were also reinforcements from Danyang County, who almost crushed all the pirates.
The hundreds of pirates in the market square had already been killed by the Silver Armored Guards, and the captives fled in all directions to avoid accidental injury.
Hundreds of silver-armored guards pulled their reins and stood quietly on the long street. Xiao Mingyi, holding a spear, rode his horse slowly to the front of the team.
Song Lingyi, sitting in his arms, looked into the distance.
The city gate was filled with smoke and bloody corpses were everywhere.
The Silver Armored Guards wiped out the pirates like a tide and quickly occupied the entire main street. The reinforcements from Danyang County who followed closely behind worked together to finish off the pirates and hunt down the remaining forces.
The people who had originally closed their doors heard the sounds of fighting on the streets gradually subside. The brave ones opened their doors to wait and see, while the timid ones peeked through the cracks in the doors. When they saw the Silver-Armored Guards riding their horses past on the streets, they all cheered.
…
Under the bright sunshine, Huaizhou City no longer has the thrill of last night.
However, the situation in the city remained chaotic, so Xiao Mingyi assigned General Yunhui to take over the city defense and investigate any escapees. Because Prefect Guo was seriously injured, the Huaizhou City Inspector was temporarily assigned to oversee reconstruction efforts and to count casualties and property losses.
The Song residence was in ruins and the front yard was a mess.
After counting the casualties, Song Lingyi ordered the uninjured guards to drag the bodies out of the courtyard and burn them to prevent the spread of disease. She also took out the large box of silver given by the old lady before leaving and used it to hire doctors and buy medicine for the injured guards and maids.
By the evening, except for the first meeting, Song Lingyi had not seen Xiao Mingyi and Lu Qian again. She sent a maid to inquire about them, but there was no clue.
Hongju was injured last night and was too frightened, so she developed a high fever in the afternoon.
Everyone in the house was busy and there were not enough people, so Song Lingyi took on the task of boiling medicine. She sat in front of the stove in the back kitchen, facing several medicine pots, and her fan was almost smoking.
The sky was dull blue-gray.
Song Lingyi poured the prepared medicine soup into the bowl one by one. The hot steam brushed against the skin on the back of her hand, burning her so much that she wanted to let go, but she still held back.
A dark shadow flashed past the carved lattice window in the kitchen and slowly approached the girl in front of the stove.
Click——
The dead branches piled on the ground made a sound when they were stepped on. Song Lingyi's back stiffened. Thinking that someone had escaped from the city and sneaked into the Song residence, she swung the scalding hot medicine jar in her hand backwards.
“Stop, stop, stop!”
Lu Qian raised his hand in panic to block it.
"Last time it was a wooden bolt, this time it's a soup pot. Why do you always do this?"
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