ragginovel Chapter 295 The Second Mistress Arrives
Chapter 295 The Second Mistress Arrives
These scouts, being the elite of the rebel army, dared to venture out and approach Yidu Prefecture directly to spy on the military situation.
Because in a crowd, a horse can't pick up speed, can't run, and can't escape.
The arrow was about to hit him.
The first few scouts were attacked, and their reactions were extremely swift.
They swung their knives, shouted sharply, and slashed directly at the arrows in front of them.
The first one, in particular, had a blade burning with true energy and flames, and he also possessed considerable martial arts skills, having already stepped into the threshold of the Steel-Dirty Grand Martial Master.
He slashed down with lightning speed, striking the arrow squarely.
The smile remained on his lips, but his eyes had turned to panic; something was wrong with the force...
boom!
His entire upper body and the long sword in his hand were shattered, exploding into a rain of blood that soaked the surrounding bandits.
However, the surrounding bandits had no time to be shocked, because they too were exploding.
Moreover, the explosions are even more brutal, often turning a person into a bloody pulp.
The arrow was strange; despite its powerful force, it almost entirely struck the people. The warhorse below stumbled, fell, and knelt down, but neighed and seemed unharmed.
Seeing this, an old thief came up and hid in the stirrups, trying to hide under the horse.
They simply miscalculated.
Several loud booms were heard.
They hid behind a horse that had exploded and people who had fallen to the ground, and hurriedly fled backward in a panic.
But then several more arrows came, seemingly targeting them and killing them one by one.
Yang Silang fired one last arrow, and the quiver was now empty.
The bandit who had escaped the furthest from the crowd was celebrating his escape.
In just a few steps, he first threw away the headscarf, then swung his knife to cut the leather armor chains, threw the armor aside, and then discarded the knife in one swift motion.
If he were to slip into the crowd, he could easily escape.
far away.
Yang Silang squinted and, using the "Observing the Mountain and Shooting the Shot" technique, it was as if the man was running away right under his nose; he could even see the hairs on the man's nose clearly.
He drew his bow again, and a jet of energy instantly materialized.
"go……"
whoosh...
A faint arrow of light streaked across the sky and landed directly on the fleeing bandit's leg!
boom!
The bandit screamed as his left knee was pierced by an arrow, but this time the arrow did not explode and shatter the body as it had before; it was just a penetrating wound.
He clutched his knees, howling and rolling on the ground, yet secretly rejoicing that he had somehow survived.
Yes... the other side killed almost all of his group, leaving only him to be tortured.
He had to tell the truth. The bandit had been shot and had lost all his courage and cowardice.
However, people had already gathered around, all of them looking disheveled and covered in blood.
These bandits just rampaged through the crowd, killing many people along the way.
"Hit him!"
A sharp voice suddenly rang out from the crowd.
The crowd surged forward, each vying to punch and kick him.
The bandit initially screamed and begged for mercy, but within a few dozen breaths, his high-pitched screams turned into weak and feeble breaths.
In the end, it simply stopped making a sound, like a tattered sack being trampled on.
The bandit's last breath was more like being swiftly killed by an arrow.
That's a demon! How could he think of torturing himself in such a way?
far away.
Yang Silang shook his head helplessly.
He originally intended to leave a living mouthpiece for the government to gather intelligence on the rebel army.
But who could have imagined that these bandits had just offended the people and were now in their hands? How could things be good for them?
Just die.
on the official road.
After the crowd vented their anger, the bandit who had been shot in the leg had disappeared, leaving only a pile of broken bones and blood-soaked soil.
There were many suspicious meat particles in the soil.
Yang Silang turned around and saw Wang Daniu and Xiaomei drawing their swords to protect the women and children.
Wang Daniu's knife was stained with blood, and the younger sister's face was pale, but she pretended to be calm.
The little girl was crying loudly in her older sister's arms.
Just now, when everyone descended the official road, the crowd was in chaos, with many people pushing and shoving.
Daqing stood in front of the crowd, his feet firmly planted, like a wall blocking the panicked people outside.
But it cannot grow bigger even under the watchful eyes of everyone.
Some young men still managed to squeeze through from the side. Seeing that the group was well-dressed, they took advantage of the chaos to reach out and try to snatch the package.
Wang Daniu immediately swung his knife, chopping the man's hand into a fleshy ball and severing several fingers, before finally intimidating the group of people behind him who harbored ill intentions.
After this incident, the crowd, having vented their frustrations, slowly got back on the road, checked their belongings, searched for lost relatives, and each went their own way in a chaotic mess.
Some of the bolder ones would seize the warhorses left behind by the bandits, intending to present them to the government for a reward after entering the city.
Yang Silang also gathered his family, but the surrounding area was in chaos and he could not move an inch, so he could only stay where he was.
On the high city wall.
Someone had been closely monitoring the movements of the bandits' scouts, only to discover that they had been completely overwhelmed by a martial artist's long-range barrage of over twenty arrows.
No, to be precise, they were all killed.
The peace bell tolled from the city wall.
However, the city gates cannot be opened for the time being.
Because too many people squeezed in, four or five people died on the city wall on the spot.
Four or five more people suffocated to death in the city gate due to being trampled.
Four or five more people suffocated to death in the city gate due to being trampled.
There are still large crowds at the city gate. Opening the gate rashly could lead to another tragedy.
First, ropes were lowered down from the city wall to lower soldiers down and organize the restoration of order.
After a short while, the crowd on the official road finally resumed traffic and moved forward slowly.
Yang Silang and the women and children also got onto the official road, and his eyes darted around.
"Let's go... let's enter through another city gate."
If we just stay here and follow the flow of people, who knows when we'll finally get to where we are?
So the group turned a corner on the official road and headed towards the west gate, with some people choosing to go around the gate.
By the time they returned to the mansion, it was already noon.
It went through a period of chaos.
Yang Silang and Wang Daniu were alright, but the women and children were still in shock and were only now slowly recovering.
The city was in a state of chaos.
After all, a riot had just broken out outside the city walls, and the noise had reached inside, leading the people in the city to believe that a large band of bandits had arrived.
People walked hurriedly along the road.
Many shops along the street hurriedly closed their doors, some with only half of their doors installed and now being removed.
Back in their own yard.
Yang Silang discovered a black horse he had never seen before in the stable.
The horse was drinking water and eating feed in the special trough for Daqing.
The big green beast was furious and was about to bite when it suddenly stopped, sniffed around behind the beast's rear end, and then its anger turned to joy.
It turns out that the black horse was a hen.
"Have you had guests?" Yang Silang asked casually as he saw Fu Hongying and Xiao Yue approaching.
He instructed She Nu to lead the women and children into the room.
Fortunately, his courtyard had quite a few rooms. Before returning, knowing that he would definitely bring the Queen Mother and the Queen Sister, he prepared a room in advance.
The courtyard is large enough to accommodate both the Yang and Wang families.
When Wang Xushi saw her mother-in-law and sister-in-law arrive, she hurriedly led them to wash up and rest.
He and Daqing had been using the Dragon Soaring and Wind-Treading Technique together to travel, but they had exhausted their Rejuvenation Divine Power. Now, their souls were tired, and they did not actively sense which visitor it was.
Fu Hongying and Xiao Yue exchanged a strange glance.
She steeled herself and stepped forward, speaking softly.
"Master, your wife has arrived."
Yang Silang exclaimed "Eh!"
"Didn't she just leave?"
Why did Hu Jiaoniang turn back?
Fu Hongying said in a low voice.
"It's not Madam Hu, it's Second Madam..."
Xiao Yue chimed in from the side.
"It's Mrs. Mo."
Yang Silang's heart skipped a beat. How did this young lady get here?
He hurriedly walked into the main room.
Then, Sister Yang took Mo Xinlian's hand and handed her the hairpin that she had prepared for her sister-in-law.
The eldest sister kept praising her younger brother for his good taste and his sister-in-law for being as beautiful as an angel.
Yang Wumei's eyes also sparkled as she looked at her "sister-in-law".
Mo Xinlian smiled happily, calling out to her older and younger sisters.
Yang Silang hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed Mo Xinlian's hand.
"My lady, when did you arrive?"
It's a mystery why you came.
He looked at his elder sister and thought to himself, "If you count your age in your past life, your sister-in-law could easily be an ancestor."
Yang Silang felt the flesh in his palm being twisted several times by the woman's two slender fingers.
Mo Xinlian put on a weak and vulnerable appearance.
"Alas, the capital is in complete chaos, and it looks like the Ming army is about to surround it."
"Countless powerful families and ordinary people fled the area."
"I'm the one running errands ahead of time, making sure the clan members have a safe retreat."
Yang Silang nodded and turned to let his eldest sister and younger sister go and rest first.
Once only he, Fu Hongying, and Xiao Yue remained in the main room.
Mo Xinlian's eyebrows shot up. She first put the hairpin in her hair, then put her hands on her hips and got angry.
"Well, you men really are unreliable."
"We haven't seen each other for only six months, and you've already pulled this 'keeping a mistress in a gilded cage' act!"
"If it were any other woman, then forget it."
"I am sworn enemies with that Hu Jiaoniang, and you actually slept with her..."
"You've got some nerve, daring to mess with the emperor's woman!"
"Do you know she's my enemy?"
"How did I become the second mistress? I was clearly here first! That shameless vixen!"
Mo Xinlian was truly enraged, unleashing a barrage of incoherent attacks.
Fu Hongying knelt down first.
"Master's wife, please don't blame Master."
"It's all my fault..."
Seeing her master kneel down, Xiao Yue quickly followed suit and knelt down as well.
Mo Xinlian waved her hand, and a gentle force helped the two women to their feet.
"What's it to you?"
"It was because he didn't think things through."
"You sly fox, you dare steal my gift!"
She gritted her teeth in hatred, clearly indicating that Fu Hongying had already explained the situation before she arrived.
Yang Silang hurriedly waved his hand.
"Good wife, you mustn't speak carelessly. At most, she and I cultivate in the same room."
"I didn't even touch your hand, how can you say we slept together?"
"Just as her title of Imperial Concubine is a false one, so too is the title of Lady in my eyes."
"How can she compare to you, really?"
Yang Silang explained carefully, then waved for Fu Hongying and Xiao Yue to leave.
The two women left, and with great tact, closed the door.
Once only the two of them were left in the room, Yang Silang smiled and reached out to take Mo Xinlian's hand.
Mo Xinlian was still angry. She snorted, turned her head, and waved her hand in one smooth motion, preventing him from touching her.
Yang Silang's eyes darted around, and he took out the Qin Imperial Seal, activating his Dragon Qi Domain.
"Ah..." Mo Xinlian felt her Taoist cultivation suppressed instantly.
Before she knew it, she was already tightly embraced by the man.
Yang Silang quickly stepped forward, pulled her into his arms, and became her human chair.
He engaged in a patient and meticulous debate, followed by a muscle-relaxing massage.
Cats, if you're feeling down, just pet them and you'll feel better.
When the door opened again, both of them relaxed, their skin rosy, and walked out hand in hand, seemingly having temporarily put the matter aside.
Yang Silang quickly stepped forward, pulled her into his arms, and became her human chair.
He engaged in a patient and meticulous debate, followed by a muscle-relaxing massage.
Cats, if you're feeling down, just pet them and you'll feel better.
When the door opened again, both of them relaxed, their skin rosy, and walked out hand in hand, seemingly having temporarily put the matter aside.
Before she knew it, she was already tightly embraced by the man.
Yang Silang quickly stepped forward, pulled her into his arms, and became her human chair.
He engaged in a patient and meticulous debate, followed by a muscle-relaxing massage.
Cats, if you're feeling down, just pet them and you'll feel better.
When the door opened again, both of them relaxed, their skin rosy, and walked out hand in hand, seemingly having temporarily put the matter aside.