The Widowed Mother, a Valiant General

After watching as the large carriage left, Yu Mingchuan walked out from behind Lu Qing and faced the escorting soldiers.

Those were all Zhang Mao's men.

"Tell General Zhang that I will accept his gift, thank you very much."

Finished speaking, Yu Mingchuan turned around and grabbed one of Lu Qing's sleeves, and dragged him towards the fortress made of dirt.

The pace was huge. Lu Qing had to jog to keep up, while Han Shuo followed in full stride.

"Isn't this Lieutenant Yu too arrogant?" You're just leaving us here, not even caring about a meal? "

A voice rang out. Yu Mingchuan's footsteps paused, but he did not stop. Lu Qing noticed that the smile on that evildoer's face had grown even colder.

"I'm afraid you can't wait any longer, hahahahaha …" Forget it, let's go to Dunhuang and rest. "

Another mocking voice rang out, and the sound of armor clashing rang out from behind. Following that, the sound of horse hooves could be heard as they galloped off into the distance.

Lu Qing was pulled until he didn't even have time to turn around. Yu Mingchuan's legs were too long, his steps were too big, and he walked too fast. She was unable to keep up, and Han Shuo was already panting slightly as he held her hand.

"Brother Mingchuan, is treating the soldiers of Liangzhou like this a bad thing?"

Xue Yan quickly followed and whispered to Yu Mingchuan.

"There's nothing wrong with that. I'll set up a banquet for you in a bit."

Yu Mingchuan slowed down and even smiled at Xue Yan. He only grabbed onto Lu Qing's sleeve, but did not show any signs of letting go.

This seemed to be a signal. After Yu Mingchuan slowed down, everyone relaxed and no longer looked as cold as before. One by one, they shakily walked towards the walls or into the stone house.

This caused Lu Qing to be even more puzzled. Were those steel-like military men fake?

Xue Yan also noticed the situation and quickly grabbed onto Yu Mingchuan's other arm.

"You have always governed the army well, why are these people so lazy?"

"They aren't lazy, they're just powerless."

Yet another bloodthirsty smile appeared on her face. Lu Qing could clearly feel the grip on her sleeve tighten.

"Is there not enough food? Zhang Shi didn't send anyone to deliver it? " A rare look of surprise and confusion appeared on Xue Yan's face.

"Xue Yan, don't you know the purpose of Zhang Shi?"

Yu Mingchuan finally stopped walking and looked fixedly at Xue Yan. His eyes were cold, but he was not facing Xue Yan.

"Since he wants to rope you in, then he should send you food. Didn't his brother Zhang Mao send you a woman?"

Yu Mingchuan didn't answer Xue Yan. He only patted his shoulder and continued to pull Lu Qing forward.

Lu Qing was so conflicted that he wanted to die. Why did this fellow keep pulling on her? Wasn't it better for her to go with the other widows to some river city? Weren't they supposed to be unladylike? Why did he suddenly want her as his personal guard?

Han Shuo also muttered to himself. This father was being too rough with his mother, no?

Before long, they arrived at a high platform. Yu Mingchuan then told an old man about the dishes and wine at the table before pulling Lu Qing into a small earthen room.

Yu Mingchuan was too tall and was about to reach the roof.

Once inside, Yu Mingchuan took off his helmet and carelessly adjusted his hair. Lu Qing discovered that he wasn't tied up in a bun like other men, but was instead tied behind his head. Was this the legendary Wei Jin's demeanor?

He didn't let go of Lu Qing's sleeve until Yu Mingchuan sat down on a mat made of fur. When he sat down, naturally, Lu Qing also followed suit and bent down as well.

"Killing Shi Hu is your dowry?"

A devilish face suddenly approached, and an unfathomable cold pond seemed to be hidden within his slender eyes.