The Widowed Mother, a Valiant General

Seeing the few horses galloping in the night, Lu Qing ran to Han Shuo's side at an extremely fast speed, picked up his horse and hid behind a big tree.

"Son, hide your body well. Don't say a word. Do you still have the knife I gave you?"

Han Shuo quickly nodded his head.

"That's good. You can hold it in your hands now. If anyone approaches you that you don't know, just poke them. Do you understand?"

Han Shuo nodded his head again, but Lu Qing couldn't care less about what he said. He held Han Shuo's breath and concentrated. On the other side, the fight had already started.

Xue Yan was leading a team of new veterans and desperately fighting with the people on top of those horses. One could only hear waves of shouts, and it was especially ear-piercing in the silent night.

As for the Tong Hua Village, it was like an uninhabited village, not a single door opened.

Luqing took out her finger tigers from the bedroll and put them on, pushing Han Shuo back into the tree hole.

The other widowed children were already hiding behind the carriage. Song Lan, who had been talking to Lu Qing just now, was still feeding the children. However, her entire body was trembling; she was obviously terrified.

Beyond them, Luqing saw the situation.

Those people had already jumped down from their horses with machetes in hand. Their movements were quite nimble. It was obvious that they were not ordinary robbers. In just two minutes, several soldiers had been wounded by their machete.

That marquis called Xue Yan had really strong martial arts. Lu Qing's previous judgement was correct. She was right that she didn't make a move at that time; otherwise, who knew what the result would be?

In just a short moment, three people had died under his sword, another person had been besieged and killed by the other soldiers, and the last remaining one … He fled towards the big tree!

Lu Qing gritted his teeth. How could he not flee? He was actually heading this way. Was he blind?!

A bloodied machete appeared in front of him. Lu Qing kicked Han Shuo aside, clenching his fist. Just as the person turned his head towards her and was about to brandish his machete, he punched that person squarely in the throat.

Crack! Crack!

The sound was very soft, but it was soon followed by the sound of a person kneeling on the ground. His eyes were wide open and his mouth made a 'chi chi' sound, before falling down while clutching his throat.

Lu Qing quickly pulled Han Shuo up, covered his eyes, and let him walk over to the cart.

When Xue Yan reached the tree, the thief was already lying on the ground, breathing in and out more.

Her phoenix-like eyes were fixed on Lu Qing, who was waiting for the thief to die. From her face, one could see her hands.

Lu Qing had already withdrawn his hands into his sleeves and secretly slipped his fingers into the hole in the tree.

"What are you looking at? Have you never seen a beauty before?"

"Hold out your hand." Xue Yan was still staring at Lu Qing's sleeves, his eyes narrowed.

Lu Qing obediently stretched out his hands. Apart from the slight roughness in them, there was nothing else in them.

Xue Yan's gaze instead shifted to Lu Qing's face. After staring at her for a while, he began to move closer.

"What are you doing?" Seeing that handsome face getting closer, Lu Qing couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

This guy without a helmet looks really cool!

"The people of Qiang are deserters and have entered the country to become bandits. It seems that they have come here quite a few times already. Have you guys not met them before?"

Xue Yan leaned in closer and a warm breath fell onto Lu Qing's face.

"No …." No, probably... "We're too poor …"

Luqing began to speak incoherently.

"Indeed, they are quite poor. They have already become widows and have not even grown a few taels of flesh."

F * ck! This fellow must have heard Widow Wang's mockery. It was his grandfather's!

The affability level instantly dropped. Lu Qing's complexion returned to normal, but he also realized that Xue Yan was too close to her. This was an extremely dangerous distance …

Lu Qing's hands moved, and was about to push Xue Yan away, but unexpectedly, in the next instant, her arms were restrained by Xue Yan.

"Let me see what you're hiding on your body!"

As he spoke, Xue Yan's hand directly drilled into Lu Qing's sleeve.