"Go, faster, faster..." Jingyu looked back and urged.
They have only been out for two days and have already been attacked three times. The opponents are getting tougher each time and it is obvious that they don't want to let them go easily.
Having just fought the enemy this morning, they had to travel further before the enemy caught up with them.
Inside the carriage, Zhao Yiming quietly looked at the black and white pieces on the chessboard, occasionally picking up a piece and placing it down.
Tian An was fiddling with a pile of bottles and jars on the small coffee table.
Finally, he took out a ceramic jar similar to a wine jar and began to pour all the powders from the bottles and jars into it.
After a while, he clapped his hands and sealed the jar. "It's done."
Hearing this, Zhao Yiming raised his head and glanced at her, "What good things did you get for them this time?"
Tian An grinned and pointed at the jar in front of him, “Strong itching powder.
They don't need to be inhaled; just a little bit of it will make them itch so much that their skin will peel off. And the itchiness will get worse over time."
Zhao Yiming frowned, "Just an itch? Those are killers with extremely strong endurance. I'm afraid they won't take this little discomfort seriously."
"A little discomfort? Do you want to try it?" Tian An looked at Zhao Yiming with a smile.
It was as if she could really let him taste the freshly baked itchy powder if he dared to agree.
Seeing Tian An's expectant expression, Zhao Yiming decisively refused, "Such a good thing should be left to those assassins! It would be a pity if I used it."
Tian An glared at him unhappily and called out to the outside, "Xiao Xue'er."
Deng Xue heard Tian An's voice, quickly opened the door and came in, then hurriedly closed the carriage door to block out the wind and snow outside.
Tian An handed the pot to her and said, "Give it to Jingyu and tell him to be careful when using it so he doesn't hurt himself by mistake."
Deng Xue took the pottery jar out and didn't find the chance to give it to Jingyu until she stopped to rest at noon.
They had already seen the power of Tian An's powder. It was much faster to deal with the assassin than for them to attack him one by one with swords, and it could save a lot of effort.
Jingyu held the pottery jar and asked excitedly, "What is the effect of this powder?"
The truth is, Tian An uses a different powder each time. Besides the sleeping pills, there's also the sneezing ones and the ones that make people laugh non-stop. There's nothing she can't do, unless you can think of it.
Deng Xue shook her head and said, "The lady didn't say anything. If you want to know, you can try it yourself." Then she turned and left.
Jingyu was not angry even though she was criticized. She held the pottery jar as if it were a treasure.
After resting for half an hour, just as everyone was preparing to set off, a rustling sound suddenly came from the woods.
Zhao Yiming didn't even glance at the woods. He calmly pulled Tian An onto the carriage, as if he hadn't noticed anything. The others also packed their things and climbed onto their horses.
"Clatter..." Just as the carriage was about to move, four iron chains as thick as arms suddenly flew out from the woods.
There was a hook at the front of the chain, flying directly towards the top of the carriage.
The four guards closest to the carriage immediately used the momentum from their horses to rise up, and used their swords and iron hooks to attack the carriage without causing any damage.
Two secret guards drove the carriage out quickly, and Jingyu led his men to intercept them from behind.
But they did not want to fight any longer. When they saw the carriage had gone some distance away, they rode their horses to catch up.
The enemy thought they were trying to run away and immediately chased after them.
Jingyu let his men go first, and he followed behind with the pottery jar in his arms.
Just at this moment, a cold wind blew towards him. He opened the pottery jar excitedly and held it high above his head.
A cold wind blew, blowing the powder in the pottery jar away.
When the people behind saw this, they thought there was a drug inside and covered their mouths and noses with their hands. They thought that as long as the wind blew away, the effect of the drug would wear off and they would be able to escape.
Unfortunately, they ignored their exposed hands. As soon as their hands came into contact with the powder, they became extremely itchy. Two of the killers were so itchy that they didn't even hold the reins.
Only two screams of "Ah..." were heard, and the two men were thrown off the running horses and died under the hooves of their own horses.
The rest of the people also kept scratching with their other hand, but this behavior caused the other hand to be stained with the powder, and suddenly both hands became itchy.
At first it was just the palms, but gradually, this extremely itchy feeling seemed to spread from the palms to the whole body.
There were screams from behind, and the killers fell one after another. Even those who were not caught no longer had time to chase.
Jingyu and his men didn't even have to make a move, yet the enemy was completely wiped out.
After taking a look at the tragic scene behind him, Jingyu shuddered all over, silently closed the lid of the pottery jar, and subconsciously took out a large cloth bag from his body and covered the jar with another layer of cloth.
He thought to himself, "What a powerful weapon this is!"
......
Inside the carriage, Zhao Yiming looked at the map in his hand and said, "At this rate, we'll be able to reunite with my father-in-law and the others by tomorrow at the latest."
Tian An put down the medicine in his hand and said worriedly: "We have so many assassins ambushing here, I don't know what's going on with my father?"
Zhao Yiming closed the map in his hand and said, "Before we set out, I sent someone on horseback to meet us. If nothing unexpected happens, they'll have reunited this morning. We'll receive a letter by carrier pigeon tonight."
Tian An paused, "You even raise carrier pigeons?"
Zhao Yiming nodded, "This is more convenient."
Seeing Tian An looking at him with sparkling eyes, he added: "I won't give you the pigeons. I've raised two eagles for you. I'll give them to you after they're trained."
"Eagle?" Tian An's eyes lit up even more. There's no comparison between a pigeon and an eagle!
......
At night, they stopped by a small river. Tian An and Deng Xue had just returned from the woods when they saw a snow-white pigeon perched on the carriage railing, with a small, thin bamboo pole tied to its foot.
This should be the carrier pigeon that Zhao Yiming mentioned!
Tian An hurriedly ran towards the carriage. When he got on, Zhao Yiming had already taken the letter out of the pigeon's feet.
Seeing him frown, Tian An felt uneasy, "What's wrong?"
Zhao Yiming handed her the letter and ordered, "Rest for another quarter of an hour and then continue on your journey."
The letter said that the people sent by Zhao Yiming had already reunited with the team escorting Tian Mingwu, but the situation was very bad.
The carriage did not dare to go fast for fear of affecting Tian Mingwu's injury.
Moreover, their original team encountered assassins on the fourth day of their departure, and now almost the entire team is wounded.
The accompanying military doctor was injured and fell into a coma again. Now no one is looking after Tian Mingwu's injury, and his condition is showing signs of worsening.
Tian An was so frightened when he saw this that he wanted to run over immediately.
But they had been traveling continuously all the way and had little rest. Even if the people could bear it, the horses could not. No matter how urgent it was, they had to make sure the horses were well fed. No matter how urgent it was, they had to wait for two quarters of an hour.
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