After saving the Empress, I became the top scholar in the imperial examination.

The mute man in the carriage was in his forties, with deep wrinkles etched on his broad face. His blue short clothes were a bit too big, and his body was slightly hunched over.

Seeing the three men attacking from the front, the mute man glared, raised his iron fists, and a faint white steam rose from his knuckles. In what seemed like an instant, the honest and simple man's submissive face suddenly turned into an extremely fierce and ruthless one!

Xu Tong, wielding his embroidered spring knife, slashed at the fierce face from mid-air!

The wind howled like blades!

With a clang, the mute man changed his fist into a palm and slapped away Xu Tong's blade.

Captain Xu Can seized the opportunity, gritted his teeth, and thrust his knife towards the mute man's abdomen. But the mute man raised his left foot and stomped down, pinning Xu Can's knife against the carriage frame! Xu Can's body was pulled forward.

With a loud "bang!"

The mute man raised his foot again and kicked Xu Can in the chin.

Xu Can was sent flying backward, spitting blood from his mouth. After staggering a few steps, he collapsed to the ground, his fate unknown.

"Fire Boy!" Xu Tong shouted anxiously upon seeing this scene, but he dared not take his eyes off the mute for even a moment. Not hearing Xu Can's reply, Xu Tong's heart sank, and he gritted his teeth, drew his knife with his backhand, and slashed upwards!

The mute man took a half step back, the blade missed, and the tip of the blade cut through the mute man's blue clothes.

At this moment, Captain Qian Sijin, who was half a step behind the two men, had already removed the two sections of the spear shaft from his back, put the shaft together with both hands, and then quickly twisted it a few times! After two clicks, the spear was assembled.

He yelled, and Xu Tong moved aside in response.

With a flick of his wrist, Qian Sijin unleashed a spear that shot out like an arrow, aimed straight for the mute man's face.

"Snapped!"

The mute man clasped his hands together, his iron palms trying to grip the long spear.

In that instant, Qian Sijin's eyes flashed with a sharpness, his shoulders slumped down, and he withdrew his gun slightly. The mute man's hands, which had originally wanted to grip the gun barrel, now grasped the tip of the gun instead!

Qian Sijin seized the opportunity, and with his backhand, he swung the tip of his spear, the red tassel spinning like a blood-red moon.

"Sizzle—!"

The mute man's bare palms were scraped and bled by the sharp tip of the spear!

"He's bleeding!" Xu Tong roared, his eyes red.

He immediately swung his sword, slashing down at the mute man's head.

The mute man's face darkened with anger. He released the spear tip and kicked Xu Tong's blade away.

Qian Sijin thrust his spear forward again, aiming straight for the mute man's throat, but at that moment, the mute man's body suddenly twisted backward at an incredible angle, dodging this fierce and ruthless shot!

Sweat beaded on Qian Sijin's forehead. He sheathed his gun and fired again! He blocked the mute man's escape route, intending to force him off the carriage!

As long as we get rid of this mute man off the carriage and block him, Xu Xiaoqi can then take down the two people inside the carriage, and today's matter will be settled!

But the mute man was difficult to subdue, and the hurried footsteps behind him grew closer and closer. The more than twenty guards who had jumped off the ship were rushing toward the shallows.

Sweat dripped from Xu Tong's forehead into his eyes, and he was extremely anxious.

At that moment, the sound of strings rang out, and a few whooshing sounds flew by!

Several screams suddenly came from behind.

Xu Tong held his breath, knowing that it was the righteous warrior in the forest drawing his bow and shooting arrows, hitting several guards.

But soon, after a series of bowstring twangs and arrow whistles, came a series of "thump thump thump" sounds... the sound of an arrow hitting a target.

Xu Tong slashed at the mute man again, but as he was kicked away, he glanced behind him and, sure enough! ... Xu Tong sighed inwardly. The guards running in front had already raised their shields and blocked several arrows from the Black Warrior... The Black Warrior's arrows were already insufficient, and his arm strength was about to reach its limit. At this moment, their advantage in archery was over.

The Great Black Warrior seemed to emerge from the forest, and the sound of bowstrings being drawn grew closer; perhaps the Great Black Warrior was also getting anxious.

The clanging sound continued!

Qian Sijin drew his gun faster and faster, his own knife became dull, and his tiger's mouth split open, but the mute man still stood on the carriage like an iron gate. The twenty-odd people behind him were now less than a hundred feet away from the two of them... Xu Tong was about to bleed from his teeth.

He dared not imagine what would happen if, even at this point, Xiao Chun and the man in the carriage escaped. He would be doomed to die a hundred times over tonight!

Just then, a dark shadow flashed in the distance. He glimpsed that the Black Hero had run to the base of a tree, where Xiao Chun and the mute's two horses were tied to the trunk... The Black Hero was extremely fast. He quickly took the cloth bag off the horse's back, untied the bag, and revealed a bound person inside!

The bound man seemed to be called Li Sanzhuang… Xu Tong, his eyes fierce, slashed the mute man's foot with a single, swift stroke… Young Master Ning had given the order that the righteous Sanzhuang must be found alive or dead… He felt relieved; at least the righteous Sanzhuang had been rescued…

When the mute saw the knife coming, he used his old trick again, suddenly lifting his foot to dodge Xu Tong's knife. Just as he was about to stomp on the knife again, Xu Tong withdrew his knife in time.

"Ahhh—ahhhh—"

Thump thump thump! Just then, a series of shouts and footsteps came from over!

Xu Tong turned his head and saw a dark figure rushing over from where the big black righteous man had just been.

The dark figure was quite tall, with bulging arms and heavy, rapid steps.

"It's Li Sanzhuang!"

Qian Sijin, his spear flashing like a dragon, roared, veins bulging on his neck. He had previously served as a lookout in Lijiazhuang and knew the people of Lijiazhuang like the back of his hand.

The three strong men rushed forward, their faces red and necks bulging, but they were unarmed. They had barely drunk any water in the past few days, and their stomachs were empty.

"Help me block the mute!" he said hoarsely.

After listening to what Big Black Brother said, I realized that only I could do this.

San Zhuang stretched his hands under the carriage frame, clasped his fingers upwards, straightened his back, and then suddenly lifted his arms upwards!

A creaking sound suddenly appeared!

He instantly lifted the carriage wheels off the ground!

The mute man on the carriage suddenly looked anxious, let out a cry of "Ah!", and was thrown to the side. Xiao Chun and Steward Zheng inside the carriage also changed their expressions, and their bodies followed suit as they quickly grabbed the seats... This bull... has such great strength!

Knowing what Sanzhuang was about to do, Xu Tong and Qian Sijin were overjoyed. They quickly used their knives and guns to hold back the mute man, preventing him from kicking Sanzhuang, who was about to overturn the carriage.

"Ahhhhhh—ahhhhhh—ahhhhhh!" The veins on San Zhuang's temples bulged, and his arms were taut and straight!

As he strained with both arms, the carriage tilted to an increasingly greater angle!

At this moment, even though the mute man had an extremely stable lower body, with his feet firmly planted on the carriage like an old tree, his body began to bend to the side.

And the mute was so eager to kick San Zhuang away that he exposed his weakness. Qian Sijin stabbed him in the right foot with a spear, and Xu Tong slashed him with a knife, cutting his left thigh as well!

Bang!

After a few breaths, the carriage was finally overturned by the three strong men and crashed to the ground.

The mute man rolled off the train. Xiao Chun, who was inside the carriage, immediately jumped out, while Manager Zheng bumped into something inside the carriage and ended up with a bruised and swollen face.

"Kill—" Qian Sijin and Xu Tong roared in unison.

But at that moment, the guards had already attacked... Xu Tong's knife was blocked by a grinning face holding a knife.

At the same time, several other knives slashed at him.

Xu Tong immediately stepped back.

Qian Sijin was already exhausted. The mute kicked out, but Qian Sijin blocked it with his spear. His iron-like foot struck the spear shaft, sending the mute staggering back several steps. Qian Sijin's arms ached, and his face was covered in sweat.

"My lord! Quick...we're here!" Someone helped Zheng Guanshi out of the carriage. The old man in black robes had fallen quite hard and groaned a few times.

Then...whoosh!

The last arrow from the distant shadowy figure struck the old man in black robes squarely in the calf!