Once you pass Sanmu Pass, the surrounding scenery will be drastically different.
Though the Gobi Desert stretched endlessly in the distance, the deeper one went, the more lush the vegetation grew. The ground beneath one's feet was no longer hard, dry gravel, but soft soil mixed with fine sand. The air was filled with an intoxicating scent, the kind that only fresh trees, flowers, and plants could give off.
Although there were no visible soldiers or horses around, there were already signs of troop deployment. The more Xiao Nanhui looked, the heavier his heart became. He felt that as Xiao Zhun had said, the battle in Bijiang would most likely be a tough one.
Today, Yanxi has been assimilated by the Southern Qiang people. The Southern Qiang do not like to build cities, but divide their territories according to their nomadic areas. Each territory has an independent village, which is headed by a clan matriarch. They rely on clan power to grow and develop. Although the external form is loose and dispersed, the internal unity is highly united, making it extremely difficult to conquer and disintegrate.
This is a fortress built by human hearts, stronger than any wall of steel.
The people who assassinated King Kang were most likely from those villages, but which village they were from and what role the Bai family played in it are still unknown.
The marching team finally slowed down, and the sky around them had darkened. Xiao Nanhui estimated that it should be around 11:00 am.
The sentries around became more dense, and towering watchtowers stood one after another. Xiao Nanhui didn't dare to look up and take a closer look. He could only use the torches of the riders beside him to look around at the area around him.
They seemed to have entered a valley, but there were no high mountains in the Gobi Desert. This place looked more like a huge sandstone, and the gate of the Sun Mansion stood at the foot of this sandstone.
Sun was still a native of Lingxi, and even though he had embraced the Bijiang and Southern Qiang peoples, he couldn't get used to living in a low-rise rammed earth house, let alone a simple village built of poplar wood. This house still had the general appearance of a Lingxi courtyard, but it was ambitiously built into a palace style, and every detail showed the owner's arrogant taste.
The leading rider reined in his mount, dismounted and counted the women and goods in the team.
After the massacre just now, the entire wedding procession was dead silent. After shedding their tears, the faces of the women were filled with numbness. In addition, after a long journey of nearly ten hours, everyone exuded an indescribable sense of fatigue. The riders didn't even need to put on a ferocious look to drive these twenty-odd people around like a flock of sheep.
"You guys, follow him over there."
One of the riders suddenly spoke and pointed to the other side. Xiao Nanhui looked up at the gate of Sun's house which was so close at hand. He could not bear to be blocked outside like this.
"Hurry up! Don't dawdle!"
The crowd moved slowly. The one at the back kept looking back at Tian Weiler on the camel's back, and suddenly turned around and rushed over as if he had made up his mind.
"Miss, I can't leave you alone!"
Tian Weiler lowered her head stiffly and saw a maid with a sallow face holding onto the hem of her skirt. She seemed familiar.
The rider riding with her looked at her with disgust and kicked her.
The maidservant did not dodge. She was kicked hard and staggered back a few steps, but she grabbed the camel's tail.
The camel neighed, turned around on the spot, and threw the rider and Tian Wei'er off.
Xiao Nanhui cursed inwardly, gritted his teeth, and took a step forward, letting Tian Weier fall on him, using her as a human cushion. He took the opportunity to grab her hand and shouted, "Miss, have you forgotten? If your epilepsy strikes, how will your body withstand it if you don't even have someone who can prescribe medicine?"
Tian Weiler was stunned. Wu Xiaoliu, who was not far away, closed his eyes and looked like he was about to faint.
Xiao Nanhui didn't dare to look at the expressions of the people around him. He tightened his grip and tightly grasped Tian Weier's hand. He looked into her eyes and said word by word, "Miss, Xiao Liu and I are from the Tian Mansion. We are yours in life and yours in death. Just take us with you to take care of you."
Miss Tian, who had been manipulated like a puppet since her marriage, finally came back to her senses.
No matter how dumb she was, she should have known that the Sun family was no place to be found. The show of force at Sanmu Pass was proof enough. While the two men before her looked useless, they were still her own, weren't they? If she waited until she was deeply trapped in the Sun residence before trying to find a way out, she would be hopelessly helpless.
"Isn't this the one who was throwing a tantrum just now? She seems to be a troublemaker. She's looking for trouble again after just a short while. Why not kill her fat brother too?"
"That's right. He looks so fat. I'm afraid he's a waste of food."
The riders' malicious laughter was heard, and Xiao Nanhui could almost feel the murderous aura approaching from behind.
"Military Master."
Tian Wei'er finally spoke. Although her voice was a little weak, it was clear and pleasant, making people feel a sense of pity for no reason. The call of "General" was particularly enjoyable to the riders. You know, they were doing shameful things and hated being looked down upon the most. Although the call of "General" was a little high, it was particularly pleasant to their ears.
"Master, I have been weak since childhood, and these two servants have always been with me. I can't say they are very smart, but they are absolutely loyal and dutiful. For the sake of me, gentlemen, please let them follow me."
Xiao Nanhui looked at Tian Weier's delicate appearance and realized that the easiest skill in the world to master was lying. Under her and Wu Xiaoliu's guidance, Tian Weier made rapid progress.
After hearing this, the riders looked inquiringly at the leader with the hooked nose.
"Xan, you decide."
The leader named Kesan did not comment. He slowly walked towards the three people, first looked at Tian Weiler, and then suddenly grabbed Xiao Nanhui's neck.
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