Just as the soldier was about to leave, the slave who had been curled up suddenly stood up and shouted at the soldier, "Sir, I am the cousin of your Northern General. Save me."
The soldier was stunned and paused.
The bandit leader never expected that anyone would dare to speak, so he immediately raised the whip in his hand and lashed at the slave.
"You're talking nonsense."
A whip hit the slave directly on the body, and she shrank her body and passively took the beating, causing blood to flow from her body.
She could only cry out in pain.
"General, don't believe what this bastard says. He likes to talk nonsense to escape the charges. General Bei is such a person, how could he have such a relative in the future?"
The military officer frowned, feeling unsure.
After all, this matter is of great importance.
Seeing the soldiers about to leave, the slave shouted at them anxiously, "Sir, what I said is true. I have a token to prove it."
"What a bullshit token." The bandit leader already had murderous intent in his heart, wanting to kill the soldier before she could react.
If this slave really proved her relationship with General Bei, Bei Lin would not be able to chop off ten of their heads.
Beilin is known to everyone for his ability to protect his people, and this reputation is even greater than his renowned military exploits.
Let him know that they have enslaved his cousin, and he will surely crush them to dust.
The bandit leader whipped the slave's neck with the whip, trying to break her neck.
Just as his whip was about to fall, suddenly an arrow flew over and pierced his hand.
"Ah." The bandit leader screamed in pain.
A general in black armor rode up to them and looked at the bandit leader coldly.
"If you dare to kill her before proving her identity, this hand will be the price."
After the Black Iron Cavalry leader finished speaking, he turned to look at the slave, "Where is the token? If you deceive us, do you know what will happen?"
The slave nodded. She knew that she would be killed by these vicious criminals.
She pulled out a small brocade bag from the lining of her clothes and carefully took out the contents.
This brocade bag did not belong to anyone else, but was the one that Bei Yutang left to Zhang Xiuhong, and this slave was none other than Zhang Xiuhong, who had married the second young master of the Zhang family.
"As long as we show this to General Beilin, he will know."
The Black Iron Rider looked at the handkerchief, on which was embroidered the word "Tang".
Black Iron Cavalry was Bei Lin's confidant, so naturally he recognized her. That was the eldest daughter's silk handkerchief; such a private item could never fall into the hands of outsiders. This slave's identity must be related to the Bei family. Regardless of whether she was a real cousin or not, rescuing her was understandable.
"Help her onto the horse and have someone treat her wound." The Black Iron Cavalry looked at her wound and glared at the bandits with cold eyes.
The bandits were already sweating coldly after hearing what the man said. They never imagined that the slave was actually General Bei's cousin.
"General, please spare us. We really don't know her identity. If we knew she was General Bei's cousin, we wouldn't dare to do this even if we had a hundred courages."
Zhang Xiuhong said, "They're lying. They're not businessmen at all; they're bandits."
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