Chapter 283: Help (1) (2/2)
The horse had already started slowing down; after getting stabbed, it went crazy and started sprinting forward again.
Chu Lian couldn’t care about anything else any longer. The only thing she could do was hug the horse’s neck in a death grip and do her best to stay on the horse’s back as she was jolted around.
The winter winds beat on her face like icy knives. The Tuhuns behind her seemed to be angered by her move. They shouted in gibberish she couldn’t understand, but their tone was clearly scolding.
Even though Chu Lian couldn’t understand, she didn’t dare to look back and stuck closely to the horse.
After the chasing Tuhuns realised that screaming angrily at her was useless, one of the Tuhuns spoke again and pulled out the bow he carried on his back.
He drew out a sharp arrow from his quiver and notched the arrow to his bow. The large bow was pulled into the shape of a full moon. The Tuhun shut one eye and aimed his arrow at Chu Lian’s back!
Li Xing and Li Yue battled against the attacking barbarians with some other guards in their party for a long moment. Although the barbarians didn’t know martial arts, they had strength that the Great Wu people did not.
Even though Li Xing and Li Yue were skilled at martial arts, they still couldn’t hold back the combined attacks of so many strong barbarians at once.
Soon, Li Xing blocked a blow for his sister and sustained a heavy injury.
The barbarians were divided into two groups. One group was in charge of besieging the men that Chu Lian had brought along, while the other group was stealing away the party’s supplies and luggage.
The luggage from the carriage was all shifted onto horseback.
Wenqing was tripped by a middle-aged barbarian. Just as that thick sword was about to land on her chest, Wenqing still shut her eyes in fright despite having been trained in martial arts at a young age.
Even though she was filled with fright and the refusal to concede defeat, Wenqing was still worried for the escaping Third Young Madam. However, at this moment, she could only pray to the gods to protect Third Young Madam’s safety.
She had thought that this would be the end of her life. However, the clashing of metal rang out in front of her and that broadsword was stopped. The tip of the sword lost its original course and stabbed into the tree behind her.
Before Wenqing could recover from her brush with death, she heard an icy yet familiar voice. “Where’s your Third Young Madam!”
Wenqing abruptly opened her eyes and looked up, only to see a slender man dressed in black armour standing before her… with a huge beard…
Wenqing’s eyes almost popped out. She called out with uncertainty, “Third… Third Young Master?”
He Changdi’s expression was stormy as he shot a cold glare at Wenqing. “I asked you, where’s Chu Lian!?”
Wenqing immediately came to her senses and ignored her injuries as she replied, “The situation was critical just now, so Wenlan took Third Young Madam to escape in that direction! Third Young Master, please hurry!”
Right after Wenqing finished speaking, she could barely catch He Changdi from the corner of her eye as he darted out in the direction she had pointed in.