Rebirth of the Three Kingdoms: Da Qiao doesn't want to be a widow anymore

Chapter 347 A Battle for Life and Death
Since Liu Bei was not in Xinye, Guan Yu was in charge of all military affairs. Huang Zhong was far inferior to Guan Yu in terms of seniority, rank, and prestige in the army, and could only watch helplessly as Guan Yu forcibly took Qiao Wei away.

The wooden gate of the military camp creaked open, stirring up a thin layer of dust on the ground, and the carriage, escorted by nearly a hundred soldiers, slowly left the camp.

The heavy wheels left two clear tracks, indicating that it would only take a short time to travel from the military camp to the outskirts of Xinye City.

The horse snorted heavily, its iron hooves pounding the ground with each thud, like heavy stones crashing into Qiao Wei's heart.

She knew very well that once she was handed over to Cai Mao, there would be no turning back.

Cai Mao didn't care whether Qiao Wei could make bows and crossbows; all he wanted was a head—a head that could boost the morale of the Jingzhou army and crush the spirits of the Jiangdong army.

Qiao Wei's hands were already bleeding from being rubbed raw by the rope, and every movement brought a sharp pain, but even so, she dared not stop what she was doing.

"Open the city gates!" Guan Yu's voice rang out from outside the carriage as it stopped halfway through its journey.

After the guards at the city gate checked the token, they opened the gate, their eyes filled with awe, and respectfully made way for the center of the road.

Through the cracks in the carriage doors and windows, Qiao Wei saw outside the city. In autumn and winter, the wheat in the fields on both sides of the road had been harvested, and even the straw had been burned and buried under the lifeless soil, waiting for the old farmers who had not starved or frozen to death to come and sow the seeds again next year.

Not far away, beneath the military flag bearing the character "Cai," four hundred armored soldiers stood in formation on the dirt road, their spear tips pointing towards the ground. The occasional sound of their spears clashing against the armor was exceptionally crisp, sounding to Qiao Wei like a death knell.

The vanguard officer shouted, "Who goes there? State your password!"

The officer on horseback opposite them shouted, "Password: Conscript women into Jing!"

The password is correct.

Guan Yu grabbed Qiao Wei from the carriage and led him to the front of the procession.

The officer dismounted and was followed by two soldiers who came to escort Qiao Wei away.

At this moment, Qiao Wei was like a lamb being led to the slaughter, with no room for resistance. He was pushed forward by Guan Yu, staggering and almost falling.

Just as Guan Yu was about to order his soldiers to escort Qiao Wei over, he suddenly saw the commanding officer's terrified face, and there was a clear glint of cold light on the back of his waist.

Qiao Wei looked at the two soldiers, one of whom felt strangely familiar, before she could figure it out.

"Wait." Guan Yu became alert and grabbed Qiao Wei by the collar, pulling him back.

Upon seeing Guan Yu's actions, the commanding officer seemed to have made up his mind and suddenly shouted, "General, it's the Jiangdong army!"

As he spoke, the knife behind his waist pierced his body, and the commander's body suddenly collapsed, not even having time to close his eyes.

"Ambush! Retreat!"

The Jiangdong army, having been exposed, issued the order: "Archery and crossbow units, fire!"

Although Guan Yu did not know how the Jiangdong army had infiltrated Jingzhou, his immediate priority was to retain Qiao Wei as a hostage.

He reached out to grab Qiao Wei, but before he knew it, a flash of cold light appeared, and a slender dagger slashed his wrist.

He winced in pain and pulled his hand away, only to see Qiao Wei raise his hand again, and a hidden arrow shot out from his sleeve, piercing his elbow.

He stared wide-eyed in disbelief, wondering where things had gone wrong, how Qiao Wei had managed to break free of the ropes, and where the crossbow in her sleeve had come from.

Qiao Wei broke free from Guan Yu's grip. "General, you forgot to take my wooden hairpin when you searched me, didn't you?"

The wooden hairpin concealed a slender knife, one of Qiao Wei's trump cards for self-defense. Inside the carriage, Qiao Wei deliberately fell due to the carriage's swaying, dropping the hairpin behind him. He caught it with his hand, drew the sharp blade, and cut the rope binding his hands.

The hidden dart was slowly assembled from parts secretly hidden in the armory, and was concealed in the sole of Qiao Wei's shoe. Qiao Wei took the hidden dart out of the sole of his shoe and attached it to his forearm.

The night was dark and Guan Yu hadn't expected Qiao Wei to have a backup plan. He had let his guard down and didn't notice that Qiao Wei was pretending to have his hands still tied.

As Xu Junshi was right, Qiao Wei is a very cunning and treacherous woman, and she should never be treated as an ordinary woman.

Unfortunately, despite considering all the possibilities, he was defeated by a seemingly insignificant hairpin used to tie his hair up.

A woman like that must never be allowed to live...

Guan Yu, as expected of a general who had experienced countless battles, quickly recovered from his brief shock, his eyes filled with killing intent, and he drew his sword to slash at Qiao Wei.

Qiao Wei fired the hidden arrow in his hand again, aiming it at Guan Yu's wrist.

Youxuan, who had just killed the commanding officer, rushed out and blocked Guan Yu's broadsword with his own. "Madam, run!"

Qiao Wei did not hesitate at all. The Zhennu in her hand was gone, and the Peacock Feather had also been taken away. But there was no weapon that could fight against a fierce general like Guan Yu.

She turned and ran.

Sun Quan, clad in full armor, rushed out of the crossbow corps and ran towards Qiao Wei, calling out, "Weiwei, come here!"

The deafening sound of drums filled my ears; behind me lay a dead end, while before me lay a glimmer of hope.

The distance of a mere hundred steps felt incredibly far to her, as if she could never reach it no matter how hard she ran.

Arrows rained down from the city walls of Xinye. Qiao Wei dared not stop. He had probably never run so fast in his life. His legs felt like they didn't belong to him.

Sun Quan looked worried; he couldn't even wait for Youruan's shield to protect him.

When he saw Guan Yu pull her off the carriage and make her fall to the ground, his heart felt as if it were being gripped by a pair of large hands. He clenched his fists tightly, wishing he could rush up and chop Guan Yu into eight pieces immediately.

That was the person he had protected with all his might, yet now he was being treated so casually by another person, covered in dust and filth.

She crashed into Sun Quan's arms. Sun Quan lifted his battle robe to cover her entire body, put his right arm around her waist, hoisted her into the air, and ran back.

The soldiers behind them quickly set up a shield formation, protecting Qiao Wei and Sun Quan completely.

Qiao Wei clung tightly to Sun Quan's neck, breathing heavily, her heart filled with lingering fear as she struggled on the brink of death.

Sun Quan pulled her even closer. In just two months, she had lost a lot of weight, and the hands wrapped around her neck were as cold as ice, as if they had no warmth at all.

Despite trembling with fear and her heart pounding like a drum, she bit her lower lip and forced herself to stay upright. Her hands were covered in blood and various wounds, but she didn't utter a single cry of pain.

The clothes cover the unseen parts, so we don't know what their situation is like.

She was left alone in the Xinye army camp, surrounded by people who wanted to kill her like wolves, and she could not sleep day and night. She must have suffered a lot.

"Youru, the lady has been rescued! Order a retreat!"

His voice rang out.

Yourou led the shield formation to retreat, while the archers and crossbowmen, led by Lü Meng and Youxuan, covered the rear.