The Widowed Mother, a Valiant General

Soon, another person ran over. It was Yang Qiang.

"Marquis, when I went to chase the remaining two people, I discovered that there was an army of Liu Han four miles east of the forest. The bonfire was everywhere and there were at least a few thousand men."

Xue Yan's footsteps paused as he continued to carry Lu Qing forward.

"We'll pass through this patch of forest at full speed and continue heading west. Yang Qiang, you and a few others can go to the north and drive to the west. We'll meet up tomorrow morning."

Yang Qiang performed a military salute and entered the dense forest with the others.

Xue Yan's footsteps clearly quickened.

"Xue Yan, put me down. I'm going to look for Han Shuo."

Lu Qing struggled to get down, but Xue Yan didn't let her go.

"We already found him and told him to leave first. He refused and said he would wait for you."

Lu Qing smiled. This foolish child.

Sure enough, Han Shuo was stubbornly squatting beside that tree hole. As for Liu San'er, she was looking at him with a helpless expression.

Lu Qing got off Xue Yan and went over to hug Han Shuo. Han Shuo immediately cried, but did not dare to cry out loud.

"It's okay, this is not my blood."

Only then did Han Shuo stop his crying. He was lifted up by Xue Yan and carried on his back by Liu San'er. Then, he carried Lu Qing and walked into the forest.

The commotion behind them increased, and they ran faster and faster.

They passed through the forest at dawn and found Yang Qiang's group and the widows waiting for them. They looked quite tired.

However, now was not the time to rest. They had to quickly head west. This place was not far from Aunt Zang City. Once they reached there, they would at least be able to obtain the protection of the Liangzhou army.

Along the way, there were only a few people left. Widow Ma and her children had already been killed, the only children left were Han Shuo, Song Lan's daughter and a four-year-old girl.

The little girl cried all the way. Her mother kept comforting her, but it was to no avail. It was only when Han Shuo took out his malt candy that the little girl stopped crying.

This time, they did not stop for two days.

Xue Yan spent almost all his time riding beside Lu Qing.

The blood on Luqing's body had already dried up, but he didn't waste any water to wipe it off. Just letting it dry and fall off made him look extremely shocking.

Wang Qiang no longer said a single word of ridicule to Lu Qing. The widows didn't know what was going on, and the soldiers kept quiet, but she didn't like to be on the road like this, even when she was sleeping in the car.

She was full of complaints, but when she saw Lu Qing covered in black blood, she didn't dare to make a sound.

In the two days after they left, Liu Han's army retreated. They did not enter Liang Prefecture, but instead retreated into the pass.

The death of Shi Hu had changed many things. This was because the butterfly had just spread its wings and stirred up great waves in the future. However, this was not the only thing.

Of course, Lu Qing was worried about these unknowable effects, but it was useless to worry about them. In any case, she had already killed them all, so she only hoped that the Han people would be less massacred this way.

After thinking it through, Lu Qing's mood was much better. At this time, he discovered that Xue Yan was looking at her with a strange gaze.

There was a strange meaning to it.

"What are you looking at? Have you fallen for this old lady? "

Xue Yan only smiled. Lu Qing did not look beautiful at all. His face was pale and there were spots of black blood on his face and neck.

Remembering her in a pool of blood, she unknowingly merged with the figure in her memories.

In fact, it wasn't just Xue Yan, but this group of veterans seemed to be deep in thought as they looked at Lu Qing. They seemed to have thought of something extremely painful, and then shook their heads and gave up.

Only the few recruits looked at Lu Qing with bright eyes, as if they were looking at a hero. Their eyes were filled with worship.