Before Zhang Xiue could reply, the sound of galloping hooves came from all around, as if she were being chased by a group of people.
Song He'er couldn't help but lift the curtain and look outside. Just as she thought, five or six horses had caught up with them, and each of them had someone on its back!
Oh no! These people must know martial arts. Once they jump onto the carriage, these weapons won't be enough to deal with them.
The only weapon that could take them all out was the handgun he had collected in modern society.
"get off!"
"Who are you people!" Zhang Xiue asked fiercely.
"Who are you? We're here to take your lives!" The leader's voice was hoarse, and he spoke with a strong Central Plains accent.
Li Qiang's wife had a sudden inspiration. She decided that she couldn't confront them directly and should speak more politely. So she softened her tone and asked, "May I ask where you gentlemen come from and why you are blocking our way?"
Another man on horseback spoke with disdain, his tone carrying a hint of frivolity.
"This lady seems to know what's good for her. Why don't you come up the mountain with me and become my concubine? That way you won't have to suffer in poverty!"
Li Qiang's wife couldn't stand being mistreated, and upon hearing this, she wanted nothing more than to spit in that person's face!
"Pah! You dead toad! Why don't you take a piss and look in the mirror? I'm more than qualified to be your grandma, not your mistress! Pah! There are all sorts of shameless ways to be shameless, but you've just mixed dog shit with your face and smeared it on yourself!"
The man was thoroughly berated, which fueled his anger. He reached out and shoved Li Qiang's wife to the ground, leaving her bruised and battered!
Zhang Xiue stood up, brandished her steel whip, and in a moment of carelessness, struck the man on horseback at the front, leaving him covered in bruises.
This bloody mark completely enraged the group, and they all jumped off their horses and charged into battle.
There was even someone who rushed into the carriage, picked up Chunrao and Chundi, and dragged them into the bushes!
"Get away from me, you bastard! Let me go! Let me go!"
"Little lady, let me kiss you. If you're obedient, I'll take you in and promise you'll live a life of luxury from now on!"
As the filthy man spoke, he began to tear at Chunrao's clothes.
Seeing that her clothes were about to be torn to shreds, Chunrao suddenly found a twig from somewhere and stabbed it straight into the man's eye. Blood spurted out and splashed a sticky liquid all over her face!
"Ah~ my eyes! My eyes!"
Enraged, the man grabbed a knife and slashed at Chunrao. In the next instant, Song He'er took out a pistol from her spatial storage and fired a bullet straight at the man's heart. After a loud bang, the man convulsed and fell to the ground, motionless.
When the others saw that Song He'er had a weapon they didn't recognize, they immediately cowered and grabbed Hua Hua as a hostage.
"Don't move, or this little brat will be dead!"
"Let her go, or I'll blow your head off!"
The bandit was somewhat frightened, and his legs began to tremble.
"What is that thing? Tell me! Are you a demon?!"
"What do you care who I am!"
No sooner had he finished speaking than the sound of horses' hooves came from behind him.
However, this time, it seemed as if there was a fire, which made the path even brighter.
Besides the sound of horses' hooves, there was also the sound of clashing weapons, as if a troop of people had arrived.
Song He'er sensed something was wrong. Could it be that she had offended someone in the royal family, causing them to rush over in the middle of the night to kill her and silence her?
"Oh no! Soldiers! Run!"
As soon as the bandit leader shouted, everyone tried to jump onto their horses and flee in all directions.
But in the next instant, several sword feathers flew out of thin air, piercing all the bandits to the ground, rendering them unable to move.
Song He'er looked back and saw a familiar face coming into view from where the firelight had piled up: a pointed chin, blue eyes, and exquisitely sculpted features...
At this moment, he appeared before Song He'er like a ray of hopeful dawn.
He is Jiang Huaifu.
Song He'er quickly stored her gun in her personal space, then lowered her head to calm her complicated emotions.
Jiang Huaifu rode his horse slowly toward her, and when he saw her, his expression remained cold.
"Are you alright?" he asked.
"Your Highness! What are you doing here?"
"I received a report that there were unruly bandits burning, killing, and looting here, so I came to take a look, but I never expected to run into you."
Song He'er breathed a sigh of relief, jumped off the carriage, helped Li Qiang's wife and Zhang Xiu'e up, and even brushed the dirt off their bodies.
A young soldier ran over and reported to Jiang Huaifu: "Your Highness, everyone is dead. They all died from our arrow wounds, but there was one person... who was pierced through the heart by some weapon and died on the spot from excessive blood loss. I have never seen such a weapon before."
Jiang Huaifu frowned slightly and shifted his gaze to Song He'er.
What do you have in your hands?
Song He'er calmly spread her hands, "No, nothing at all. I don't know what killed him."
Jiang Huaifu clearly didn't believe him. After staring at him for a long time, he finally stopped pressing him for answers. He simply dismounted, took off his cloak, and tied it around Song He'er's neck.
This action startled Qin Xiaoniang, who stood there stunned, staring at the heartwarming scene before her.
"Your Highness, these are your clothes...this is not in accordance with the rules!"
"Look down at your clothes, how tattered are they? Do you want everyone to see you in such a disheveled state?"
Song He'er lowered her head and looked down at the hem of her skirt.
Sure enough, she was so focused on fighting that she didn't realize her skirt had been torn in half, and now half of her leg was exposed.
"I...Your Highness, we've discovered dead bodies..."
“I saw it. I found the branches you burned at the foot of the mountain, so I was certain that someone had been here. And I was right.”
"These murderers are not from your Western Continent."
Jiang Huaifu pondered for a long time, then turned his head and looked at each of the people lying on the ground one by one.
"Men! Take them all back! Also, take men up the mountain to search for any accomplices. Remember! Capture them alive!"
"Yes, Your Highness!"
The soldiers received orders, packed all the corpses into sacks, and carried them onto horses and tied them up.
Jiang Huaifu composed himself, then suddenly turned to Song He'er and said calmly, "Do you know who was killed at the foot of the mountain just now?"
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