Surviving in the chaos of war begins in the wilderness.

Chapter 100 A Night of Slaughter in the Snowstorm (Part Two)

When Zhou Ye entered the county town with the He family's group, he was quite cautious.

Unexpected events can happen anywhere. I finally managed to escape the city, so why did I inexplicably end up back here?

Fortunately, He Jing was leading the second echelon, so staying here was relatively safe. Upon entering the city, they heard shouts of battle everywhere. Especially from the inner city, the sounds of fighting were deafening.

Following He Jing, Zhou Ye and his group first arrived at a row of shops in the outer city.

A man was sent to knock on the door, and dozens of people immediately appeared on the shop's wall, armed and looking very wary.

He Jing stepped forward and removed the black cloth covering his face: "Is Master Wang here? I am He Jing from the He family."

A short while later, an elderly man with a long beard appeared on the wall. He bowed and said, "So it's Brother He. May I ask what brings you here?"

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"Master Wang, this is good news." He Jing smiled and bowed in return. "After tonight, your master's household should be changing. You can come to our He family then. I can guarantee that all the rules will remain the same. Moreover, the head of the family is merciful; he knows that every household has suffered significant losses after the war. Can we reduce the rent by 20% for the first two years?"

After hesitating for a few moments, the wealthy man surnamed Wang nodded and said, "I understand. Thank you, Brother He."

Seeing that Master Wang had agreed, He Jing chuckled. He tossed a sign over: "If anyone else comes tonight, this sign guarantees your family's safety. If anyone dares to cause trouble, they'll be making an enemy of the He family!"

"Thank you, thank you!" This time, Master Wang's gratitude was much more sincere. He ordered, "Quickly bring 200 taels. This is just a small token of my appreciation. Our county should not be in chaos. You brave men have worked hard tonight."

Once the 200 taels of silver were lowered into the basket, He Jing smiled and waved his hand, instructing a steward behind him, "Don't worry about my share. Distribute it all as a reward. Don't keep track of it! Just give the silver away now! Hahaha!"

"Thank you for the reward! Thank you, Master Jing!" Everyone's morale soared. They hadn't expected to be able to collect M·M without any actual fighting.

The money has arrived.

The silver was distributed quickly, and Zhou Ye received two large silver ingots weighing 10 taels each.

Upon discovering that the two servants behind him carrying arrows had only received a mere 10 coins, Zhou Ye broke off two pieces of silver, each weighing about one tael, and threw one piece to each of them.

"Thank you! Thank you for your generous gift, Master Tian." The two servants immediately beamed with joy.

At this moment, Zhou Ye vaguely sensed that although He Jing was a master of Ming Jin (a martial arts technique), he didn't seem like a martial artist, but rather a businessman. Perhaps his level of skill was built on resources, and he wasn't actually good at fighting, but rather at business negotiations?

But isn't this a good thing? At least it's bought us enough time. This group hasn't even entered the inner city yet.

Perhaps sensing that they had indeed wasted a lot of time, He Jing clapped his hands as soon as the silver had been divided up: "Let's hurry! Don't fall behind others—wait, aren't those people from the Gu family? Hurry up and catch up, don't let them get there first."

Perhaps realizing they were being chased, the Gu family members ran faster and faster. The He family members were also hot on their heels.

Before long, the two groups of people arrived at the inner city gate one after the other.

Just then, as the Gu family was about to rush into the inner city, they suddenly heard the faint sound of bowstrings whistling.

Zhou Ye suddenly jolted awake. He was very familiar with the sound of various bowstrings, and this was clearly—damn, it was the sound of a crossbow firing an arrow!

Holy crap! Not only are there crossbows ahead, but the sound of them is so dense! Who the hell can withstand that?

In a moment of urgency, Zhou Ye grabbed He Jing: "Uncle Jing, stop! Listen up, everyone stop—!"

Pulled and shouted by Zhou Ye, He Jing stopped in his tracks, completely bewildered. Even the others stopped, looking equally confused.

Before He Jing could even ask a question, they felt a faint tremor in the ground. This time, even the other late-stage experts of the Qi Refining Realm paled: "This is heavy cavalry being deployed! Where the hell did these heavy cavalry come from?"

Zhou Ye pulled He Jing again: "Uncle Jing, what are you waiting for? Run!"

Are you kidding me? Are we really going to wait for the mystery to be solved at a time like this? Let's get as far away as possible first!

"oh oh!"

Don't even mention it! Most people have a herd mentality. Although most were still confused, when they saw He Jing and Zhou Ye leading the escape, they turned around and followed suit. And when He Jing saw the direction Zhou Ye was running in, he also ran off in the same direction.

Fortunately, Zhou Ye was quite familiar with the outer city and the roads outside the city. When he realized that He Jing and the others were fleeing with him, he slowed down and ran alongside He Jing.

"Uncle Jing, just turn right in the alley ahead. That's the backyard stables of the inn, spacious enough to hold over 100 of us. Shall we climb over the wall and hide inside first?"

"Alright, alright! I'll listen to you." He Jing was already completely at a loss. But he had one redeeming quality: he was willing to listen to experienced people. And he trusted Zhou Ye completely.

Then they heard a "whoosh" and everyone turned into the alley. The moment they turned in, Zhou Ye glanced around and saw that rows of steel monsters with crimson cloaks were rushing out of the inner city gate.

These are heavy cavalrymen in full armor, even their warhorses are covered in thick armor.

The Gu family's troops were like a swarm of insects on the ground, crushed by the heavy cavalry in the blink of an eye. Although they released several powerful bursts of energy, likely including some Ming Jin experts, they were still killed by a combined attack from a row of heavy cavalry.

Zhou Ye felt his eyelids twitch. This was too unfair! A master of Ming Jin (a martial arts technique) died less than a chicken?

That's not wrong. If weapons, armor, and warhorses didn't serve a significant purpose, then what was the point of inventing them?

Let's not worry about that anymore and just hide in the inn.

As Zhou Ye scaled the wall and entered, the others, like cornered dogs, scrambled and tumbled their way in.

So many fully armed people entered, and all of them were masked? It nearly scared the people in the inn to death. The innkeeper was so terrified he turned deathly pale and swayed precariously.

However, this is when He Jing began to take action. He quickly reassured them, "We are from the He family, and we'd like to rest here for a while. If there is any damage, we will compensate double. The He family aims for long-term business and would never want to disturb you, our fellow villagers. Please forgive us! Thank you very much!"

The inn was deathly silent. Everyone was on the verge of tears. What else could be done, given how things had already come to this?