Liu Mi looked at Shuangjiang standing beside her. She never expected that what Li Bao's Grandma said back then was actually true.
Shuangjiang had been recovering well these past few days. The burns on her legs and feet had started to peel. Although it looked unsightly, the injuries were mostly healed and didn't affect her mobility.
She wasn't one to sit idle. As soon as her injuries improved, she started helping the group with chores. Lighting fires, cooking, and gathering firewood were a breeze for her.
The day before yesterday, when a few of them were unloading a burlap sack of grain from Jiang Jin's carriage to prepare a meal, Shuangjiang volunteered to do it.
Then, she hoisted the sack, which was larger than herself, onto her shoulder and walked off. She moved as if she were flying!
That left the rest of them stunned. Although the sack wasn't a full shi in weight, it was at least five or six dou, weighing around sixty or seventy jin!
Shuangjiang gripped the knife in her hand, looking a bit nervous. She asked in a low voice, Lady Liu, do I really have to hack at them later? Hack them to death?
Liu Mi nodded firmly, her tone fierce. Hack them! Anyone who steals our food is trying to take our lives. They are our enemies. Hack them to death!
Jiang Jin probably didn't even realize it herself, but her daily management of the group leaned toward military discipline, subtly influencing everyone's mindset.
Not far away, Yao Ji listened to their conversation and couldn't help but twitch his lips. He looked down at the blade in his hand, his eyes filled with icy coldness.
Although his wounds had healed somewhat, he still didn't dare to ride a horse; it was too bumpy.
He also couldn't wield Mo Lin, as it required too much strength and he feared tearing his wounds open again.
However, killing people with a standard blade was still doable. After all, for him, it was much easier to control his strength when using a sword.
Over a dozen people, along with a herd of horses, stood on the flat grassy area beside the official road. At this moment, it was eerily quiet.
Even the horses seemed to sense the impending tension and quieted down. Only the sound of the wind rustling the grass could be heard.
If the other party didn't provoke them, they would be left in peace. But if they dared to reach out their claws, they would be killed!
In less than fifteen minutes, the group of refugees appeared in their line of sight. The refugees also spotted them.
The refugees paused for a moment, and then their eyes lit up. They looked at the horses as if they were looking at meat, almost completely ignoring the riders blocking the herd.
Zhou Sui raised the long blade in his hand and roared, This is our resting place! If you dare to come closer, we will kill you!
Only then did the refugees notice the murderously imposing figures at the front, the four carriages behind the horses, and the people standing beside them.
The refugees' eyes gleamed even brighter, filled with greed and lust, as if all these things were already in their pockets.
A somewhat cross-eyed man walked at the front of the refugees. Holding a woodchopping knife, he charged ahead with an excited expression.
Brothers, it's finally our turn! There are horses, food, and women! Kill all the men and keep the women! Hahaha, ha...
Suddenly, his laughter came to an abrupt halt. A sharp arrow was lodged in his neck. His cross-eyes widened as he stared at Jiang Jin, who had shot the arrow.
At the same time, Chen Xi, Dong Si, and Luo Qingci loosed their arrows, hitting three men.
Dong Si turned to glance at Luo Qingci, admiration in his eyes. He hadn't expected this seemingly delicate Lady Luo to not only ride well but also possess such excellent archery skills.
Feeling his gaze, Luo Qingci's face flashed with a trace of guilt. Her aim wasn't actually that good.
She hadn't actually aimed at that particular refugee; he was over ten feet away from her target. It was just that the refugees were packed so densely together that her arrow had strayed two people over and killed him instead.
However, she didn't have much time to dwell on it now. She drew her bow and nocked another arrow. With so many targets, it didn't matter if she hit her intended bullseye, as long as she hit something.
Yet, making an example of a few did nothing to deter them. The crazed mob of refugees didn't stop; they continued to charge forward.
Zhou Sui and Xie Nanxiao wasted no more words and spurred their horses forward.
Zhou Sui slashed down with his long blade, sending two heads flying high into the air amidst a spray of blood. At the same time, his horse trampled several refugees, killing and injuring them.
Xie Nanxiao was equally formidable. He thrust his long spear through a refugee's throat, flicked the corpse away, and sent a rain of blood scattering through the air...
Jiang Jin nocked her arrows rapidly, the swishing sounds reaping several more lives.
At this moment, a few refugees broke through Zhou Sui and Xie Nanxiao's defensive line. Howling, they ran toward the herd of horses, looking as though they were about to bypass her.
She put away her bow, drew the Tang sword at her waist, squeezed her horse's flanks, and charged forward. She brought her Tang sword down in a vicious chop, sending a head flying.
Before the body even hit the ground, she had already turned to her next target.
She hadn't been idle these past few days either. She had consciously begun forging this delicate body. When they set out in the mornings, she would jog alongside the convoy.
After running for about an hour or two, she would only board the carriage once the sun grew fierce. Inside the carriage, she would practice sit-ups and push-ups. She even had resistance bands and dumbbells in her spatial dimension.
In the afternoons, she would ride a horse with the group for another two hours to train her body's coordination and muscle strength.
At night, she would practice martial arts for another two hours.
Although the results weren't massive over just a few days, she was much better off than when she first arrived in this world.
Seeing that more and more refugees were breaking past Zhou Sui and Xie Nanxiao, the corners of her lips curled up. She swung her blade forward. Kill!
Receiving the order, Chen Xi let out a loud shout and took the lead, charging out on horseback. Driven by Dong Si and the others, the herd of horses surged forward right behind Chen Xi.
In an instant, the earth shook and dust billowed. Dozens of horses, like fierce tigers released from their cages, charged unstoppably toward the refugees.
