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Chapter 49

In the north of Bozhou City, there is a small town called Huatuo Town.Zhang Yanxiong and Fan Yuan escorted Zhang Wenjing's car for half a day, took a rest here, and then continued northward.

Holding the food box, Yan'er couldn't help but said again: "Sister, why don't you eat some, these pastries are specially made to be your favorite."

Zhang Wenjing no longer felt at ease when she left the city, she looked sleepy, and shook her head to express that she didn't want to eat.

The road outside the city was bumpy. She was a lady of a large family and was usually spoiled. After walking for a while, she felt a little uncomfortable.

Yan'er saw that his little lady had no appetite, and the pretty appearance of her frowning eyebrows made people feel distressed, so she put down the food box and said, "Then eldest sister can lean on me and rest for a while?"

Zhang Wenjing smiled, and said: "There is no reason to make you suffer more, I just have no appetite, and I will break my mouth when I sleep."

"Then I'll chat with my eldest sister to relieve boredom."

"I just see you every day, what else is there to talk about?"

Yan'er curiously said: "I was resting in the town just now. I heard from the women that the reason for rushing to Baozhou this time is because a Song Dynasty man caused a big incident last night."

"Ok?"

Zhang Wenjing turned her head, with curiosity in her eyes.

"Song people?"

"Yes." Yan'er said: "It is said that Song people are cowardly, and they are indeed. They dare not confront each other head-on, but prefer to use tricks to provoke the master and China. It is really hateful."

Zhang Wenjing pondered for a while, and said, "Tell me, how did the people of Song Dynasty provoke you?"

Yan'er then spoke bluntly.

"It is said that it is a young man, whose alias is Yang Shen, who played a trick on Fan Ching..."

The master and servant in the carriage were talking, a group of women outside the carriage followed, followed by a hundred guards of the Zhang family, including more than [-] on horseback.

Suddenly, there was a loud sound of horseshoes behind him, and smoke and dust rolled over.

A sharp arrow shot with a "swish", and knocked down the last few guards of the Zhang family who were walking on the ground...

In front of the team, Zhang Yanxiong reined in his horse and began to drink loudly.

"Attacked! Fight!"

In the distance, a Mongolian roar sounded.

"kill……"

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Fan Yuan turned his head, his eyes were a little suspicious.

Last night when it was Yinshi, Ding Quan didn't come back, so he reacted immediately, found Zhang Wulang, and arranged for someone to take Sister Zhang away without resting for a moment.

The only thing he didn't expect was that China would come over so resolutely.

He didn't see what exactly happened to Ding Quan last night, so he thought that Ding Quan just went to arrest someone but failed and died there.

Now it seems that the little thief Yang Shen must have killed Chi Na backhandedly, and this was the only way to make Chi Na lose his mind.

Who would have thought that the little thief was so ruthless?
One step loses, step by step loses...

But at this time, he could only turn his horse's head around, rush forward to face China, and shouted in Mongolian: "My lord, listen to my explanation, there is a misunderstanding on this matter...stop! There is a misunderstanding on this matter, stop!"

Only one sharp arrow responded to Fan Yuan.

The arrow pierced through his shoulder mercilessly with a "poof", shot him off the horse, and rolled several times on the side of the road.

"Kill! Kill all the men! Hahaha, I'm going to snatch Elder Sister Zhang!" Chi Na shouted excitedly...

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Zhang Wenjing's face was pale with fright.

Although she was born in a general family, the Kingdom of Jin had been destroyed for many years when she was born, and the Zhang family emphasized culture and education, so they only raised her as a lady of the family, and had never seen such a fight.

She lifted the curtain and looked, only to see Chi Na and several Mongolians rushing to a place not far from the carriage, and Zhang Yanxiong led a man to meet them with a knife.

The two sides were fighting each other, and the guards of the Zhang family didn't dare to kill them, they just tried their best to stop them.

Those Mongols were fighting for their lives, so although their numbers were small, they quickly gained the upper hand.

The Mongols cut down many guards of the Zhang family one after another, and there was another "clang", Zhang Yanxiong's armor was stabbed, the armor was broken, and he had to rein in his horse and take a few steps back.

There was blood splattered everywhere.

Zhang Wenjing quickly put down the car curtain, not daring to look any further.

"Where's the knife?"

Muttering, she searched in the carriage, and finally found a paper knife, which she quickly held in her hand, and only then did she feel a little more at ease.

Suddenly there was another series of screams outside, and blood was splashed on the car curtain.

"Ah!" Yan'er screamed in fright.

The screams of the guards of the Zhang family, the wild laughter of the Mongols, the frightened horses, bloodstains... the scene outside the carriages and horses was like hell for the two masters and servants.

In the confusion, Zhang Yanxiong suddenly yelled angrily: "China! Let go of the carriage!"

"Stop them!"

"stop……"

At the same time, Mongolian voices were shouting.

The carriage suddenly galloped up.

Zhang Wenjing and Yan'er fell on the wall behind the car and fell to the ground.

The carriage shook so badly that Zhang Wenjing managed to get up, and she couldn't stand still while holding onto the carriage.

She tried her best to pull the curtain of the carriage, and looked, there was a puddle of blood on the shaft of the carriage. The driver was dead, but there were two Mongolians driving the carriage on the backs of two horses.

One of them is China.

"Hahahaha!" China laughed wildly, shouting non-stop.

Zhang Wenjing couldn't understand Mongolian, but he knew that he must be ordering other Mongolians to stop Zhang's guards...

She glanced at the top of Chi's bald head, and felt that her despair was overwhelmed, making her breathless, so she took the knife in her hand and pressed it on her fair neck.

"Big sister! Wait...wait...the general will save us...he will save us..." Yan'er burst into tears.

Tears had already blurred Zhang Wenjing's face, she didn't answer, her eyes were full of determination.

The carriage accelerated again, brought them down again, and slumped in the carriage.

The road was bumpy, Zhang Wenjing swayed, the knife pierced her neck, and blood gushed out instantly.

She didn't seem to notice it, and only listened carefully to the movement outside.

However, the shouts became farther and farther away, the sound of horseshoes became more and more sparse, and in front of the carriage, China's laughter became louder and louder.

……

Finally, the carriage stopped by a small river.

China laughed again and shouted something.

Zhang Wenjing couldn't understand, but she could fully understand the obscene meaning in that sentence. The tears in her eyes were even worse, and she murmured: "Yan'er, do you want me to help you?"

Yan'er cried loudly, holding a small poplar hairpin, and sobbing: "Yan'er come by yourself..."

The curtain of the car was lifted, revealing China's face.

Seeing this terrifying face, Zhang Wenjing was terrified again. She closed her eyes, raised the paper knife, and stabbed it straight into her neck.

"puff!"

"Big sister!"

There was a scream.

Yan'er rushed forward, reaching out and tightly grasping the paper cutter in Zhang Wenjing's hand, blood dripped everywhere.

Zhang Wenjing opened her eyes, and saw a Mongolian outside the carriage with a crossbow bolt obliquely stuck in his neck, and fell off his horse.

China's eyes were full of rage, and with a roar, he threw himself somewhere outside.

The roar of the Mongolian language sounded extremely scary.

"Ah! Kill you!"

……

Zhang Wenjing held the knife tightly, and cautiously looked in front of the carriage, only to see a handsome young gentleman throwing away the crossbow, holding a long sword in one hand, and facing Chi Na...

(End of this chapter)