Song Liyun and her companion rode their horses without stopping, covering dozens of miles before slowing down.
Song Liyun took out a small bow from her spatial storage and tossed it to Wu Dan: "I have a grudge against Jiang Xingfan. I thought we wouldn't run into each other since we were only in a hurry. I didn't expect to have this encounter after leaving the city. He definitely won't let us leave easily."
"This is a small bow that hunters in the Wu Dynasty can make. Keep it with you just in case."
If anyone questions us, just say we are aunt and niece visiting relatives.
"If I tell you to act, you shoot arrows. If I tell you to run, you can't stay. Go find your young master as soon as possible."
Song Liyun explained in detail all the things that might happen.
Hearing the young mistress's arrangements, Wu Dan nodded with a sullen face.
He was too weak to pull a heavy bow, but his archery was accurate and his horsemanship was superb, allowing him to easily escape when surrounded.
The two avoided towns and traveled on their way until noon when they finally stopped by a grove of trees.
They loosened the horse's bit and let the horse graze on the dry grass on the ground.
Song Liyun took out water and the steamed buns and fried cakes she had bought that morning, and Wudan happily reached out to take them.
"Wipe your hands before eating!"
Wu Dan grinned and quickly took out a wet wipe from his small pouch at his waist. He picked up a corner with his sharp fingers and wiped his hands clean.
Song Liyun pretended not to see his laziness and wrapped the cake in a clean tissue and handed it over.
Wu Dan took the food and smelled it. He quite liked the food from the Wu Dynasty. He opened his mouth to take a bite, but suddenly stopped and jumped up: "Young Madam, bring the horse!"
Although it was March, the trees had not yet sprouted leaves, and through the bare forest, one could see five or six people riding horses in the distance.
Those people were dressed in ordinary clothes and rode ordinary mules and horses. The group galloped along, kicking up clouds of dust.
Song Liyun lowered her eyes and put away the steamed bun. Wudan was hungry and wolfed down the fried dough, his eyes darting around restlessly.
The group ran through the woods and immediately spotted Song Liyun and her companion.
The leader shouted, "Found them! Go tell Fifth Master they're here!"
One of them turned his horse around and rode back the way he came, while the others dismounted and swarmed over, surrounding Song Liyun and the other person.
One man, whether unaccustomed to riding a horse or with numb legs, slipped off the horse as soon as it stopped and fell flat on his back.
"Pfft!"
Seeing this disheveled state, Wu Dan, who was originally extremely nervous, burst out laughing, spitting oil from his mouth all over the face of the leader who was walking aggressively in front of him.
Song Liyun glanced at Wu Dan speechlessly. A child is a child. How can these adult men put their faces when they laugh like that?
Sure enough, the man who had been about to say something flew into a rage, wiping the crumbs off his face and roaring, "Hand over the horse, and I'll spare your lives. Otherwise, hmph! Don't blame me for being ruthless!"
horse?
For Malaysia!
Song Liyun was speechless; she thought Jiang Xingfan had caught up with them.
Those who wanted to steal his horse were a group of people from the inn in the city.
Wu Dan spat in his face again: "Get lost! You dare to covet my horse? I'll skin you alive!"
The man was spat on in the face again, and he roared in anger, grabbing at Wudan with a vengeance: "You little brat who's not afraid of death, I'll squeeze your yolk out!"
Without Song Liyun's order, Wu Dan would not make a move; he simply nimbly dodged backward to avoid the man's clutches.
Wu Dan tried to dodge, but Song Liyun certainly didn't. She raised her hand and lashed out with her whip, saying, "You're a grown man, yet you bully a child."
The sound of something cutting through the air startled the foul-mouthed man, who took several steps back and glared at Song Liyun, cursing, "You old hag, don't push your luck! We brothers aren't picky eaters; we can have just as much fun in this desolate wilderness."
As he spoke, he leered at Song Liyun's body, looking her up and down.
The other five immediately burst into malicious laughter.
Upon hearing the insult to the young mistress, Wu Dan flew into a rage and jumped up: "Fuck you..."
But Song Liyun grabbed his belt and pulled him back: "Don't be reckless!"
Before taking action, you need to find out who these people are; you can't make enemies without knowing the truth.
Song Liyun's action of grabbing Wudan obviously amused the six people, who burst into laughter and gradually approached Song Liyun and Wudan.
The phrase "Hehehe" piqued the interest of some of them. One of them chuckled wickedly, "I can't see what this woman looks like, but her figure looks pretty good. Why don't I have her? Then we can keep the horse to ourselves..."
Before he could finish speaking, Song Liyun, who had originally wanted to appear mature, composed, and dignified in front of Wu Dan, could no longer hold back.
She wasn't afraid of setting a bad example for the children, and suddenly lashed out with her whip: "What are you people, daring to harass a woman in broad daylight?"
Although the group was on guard, they didn't expect Song Liyun to dare to make the first move even when surrounded, and they immediately lost the initiative.
Song Liyun's whip moved like a shadow, and the men could only dodge and curse. They cursed, "You slut, once I catch you, I'll play with you and then sell you into a brothel."
Song Liyun learned to wield the whip from Elder Dan in the tribe, but she is not yet proficient enough.
The whip cracked fiercely, keeping the men at bay but unable to harm them.
Hearing the men still spewing profanities, Song Liyun's anger flared up: "Wudan, shoot them in the legs!"
Wu Dan, who was standing to the side, was already scratching his head anxiously, just waiting for those words.
Upon hearing that the young mistress wanted him to shoot arrows himself, he picked up a two-foot-long bow and nocked three ironwood arrows.
The bowstring twanged, the arrow fell, and three screams rang out!
Then two more arrows were fired in quick succession.
Almost simultaneously, all five of them collapsed to the ground, clutching their legs and groaning in pain.
Each of them had a tailless arrow stuck in a different spot on their leg, deep enough to pierce the bone.
These ironwood arrows have no fletching, have a short range, but are very powerful, making them perfect for close-quarters combat where you don't have to worry about accidentally injuring anyone.
Several men were shot to the ground, but they still refused to admit defeat, shouting fiercely, "You vicious woman, how dare you let your servants commit violence and injury! We're going to the county government to file a complaint!"
They were clearly seasoned veterans; if they could win, they would steal; if they couldn't, they would bite back.
This is Songfeng County. Fifth Master will be here soon. You'll have to explain yourself when you get to the county government office.
Song Liyun remained unmoved and said coldly, "Well said. Have you considered that even if you go to the county government to file a complaint, I will still have to take you there?"
With such a small group unable to even climb onto a horse's back, how could they possibly report the crime?
Their arrogance vanished instantly; they exchanged a glance and remained silent.
Song Liyun stepped forward and pointed her whip at one of them: "Who exactly are you, and why are you treating us so badly? If you don't tell the truth, I'll whip you a few more times."
She couldn't believe that the innkeeper could command so many people for just two horses, especially to carry out such a blatant robbery right by the main road.
The man, whose calf had been pierced by a tailless arrow, was in excruciating pain and drenched in cold sweat. When Song Liyun asked him, he gritted his teeth and said, "Our Fifth Master urgently needs a good horse. He heard from the inn's stableman that you have horses, so... so we came to discuss whether we can sell them!"
"Since you're not selling the horse, madam, we won't bother you any longer!"
Selling? This is highway robbery, where they don't even spare people – and you call that negotiation?
Song Liyun sneered repeatedly: "You call this a discussion?"
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