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Chapter 25 of 100

Chapter 25

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The ugly girl struck and fled, her fur stained red with blood.

She bit a piece of flesh in her mouth and quickly retreated to the side of the carriage. The Hu man fell to the ground, hands covering his neck, eyes wide open, making a hoarse sound. The ugly girl's attack had nearly severed his throat.

When the pursuers arrived, they seemed to descend like divine soldiers.

But in the blink of an eye, two of their companions were dead.

The remaining Hu men were initially stunned, then they let out a series of wolf-like howls. Six of them rode forward, surrounding Yang Shouwen in the middle. Four of them approached Yang Chenglie, while the remaining two Hu men headed toward the carriage.

"Ugly girl, hide!"

Yang Shouwen shouted loudly, dodging a slash.

Six Hu men circled around Yang Shouwen, and from time to time, one of them would jump out to attack him.

Although Yang Shouwen was agile, he was overwhelmed by the six riders. He was flustered and looked particularly disheveled. In a moment of inattention, a horse passed behind him, and the Hu man on the horse swung his sword. Yang Shouwen ducked to avoid it, but he was still a bit slow. A spray of blood splattered as the sword tore through his clothes, leaving a wound on his back.

The intense pain made Yang Shouwen cry out.

He endured the pain from his back, stepped aside, and twisted his body. His large spear clanged and deflected a large sword, then he spun around and thrust his spear. The spear was as fast as lightning, and the Hu man behind him didn't even have time to react before being stabbed in the stomach.

Yang Shouwen used his strength, "Get down!"

He roared and lifted the Hu man off the horse, throwing him to the ground.

At the same time, Yang Chenglie had also killed a Hu man. However, the Hu men clearly had the numerical advantage, and they were all cavalry, making the situation for Yang Shouwen and Yang Chenglie increasingly dangerous. Yang Shouwen became increasingly anxious, changing his spear technique. He ignored the attacks from the Hu men, thrusting his spear faster and faster, killing two more in an instant.

However, to kill these two Hu men, he paid the price of a sword cut and an arrow wound.

The arrow hit his thigh, and a knife narrowly missed his chest, staining his clothes with blood.

The remaining three Hu men intensified their attacks.

Yang Shouwen knelt on the ground, his large spear moving up and down, desperately fending off their fierce attacks.

At this moment, the two Hu men heading toward the carriage, one rode to chase the ugly girl, while the other dismounted and approached the carriage.

He reached out to overturn the carriage, but as his hand touched it, a thunderous roar suddenly echoed in his ears. Immediately, the heavy carriage flew out, and a robust figure appeared before the Hu man.

"I'll beat you to death!"

Yang Molili, holding two laundry mallets, got up from the ground.

Under him, four puppies barked wildly but were unharmed.

It turned out that at the moment the carriage overturned, Yang Molili had hidden the four puppies under him, using his hands to support the ground, protecting them from injury. Now, he overturned the carriage, and his left laundry mallet swung out, carrying a faint sound of wind and thunder.

The Hu man, frightened, raised his sword to block. A clang sounded, and the tempered steel sword was cracked.

Before he could react, Yang Molili's right laundry mallet, like a meteor, struck the Hu man's head, causing his brain to splatter.

"Master, don't worry, Yang Molili will help you."

As he spoke, Yang Molili strode quickly to Yang Shouwen's side.

He crouched down, and a laundry mallet flew out of his hand, hitting the front leg of a warhorse.

The horse let out a painful cry and fell to the ground. Yang Shouwen stepped forward, thrusting his spear into the rider, killing him.

"Yang Molili, go help my father."

"Uh!"

Yang Molili grunted in response, holding a laundry mallet and rushing to support Yang Chenglie.

Yang Shouwen, invigorated, swung his large spear and leaped into the air, thrusting his spear into the chest of the approaching Hu man, knocking him off his horse.

At the same time, a惨叫 came from the side.

It turned out that Yang Molili had once again used his mallet to knock a Hu man off his horse, who was surrounding Yang Chenglie.

In the blink of an eye, out of the fourteen Hu men, only three remained, besides the one chasing the ugly girl. Seeing the situation was dire, the three Hu men quickly turned their horses and fled. Yang Shouwen took a few steps forward, but as they rode away, he became anxious and suddenly threw his large spear, which hit the last Hu man in the back. The Hu man let out a painful cry and fell off his horse.

The remaining two Hu men rode further away.

Yang Shouwen sat on the ground, the pain from his wounds making him wince.

Yang Chenglie was no better, covered in injuries. With Yang Molili's support, he slowly walked to Yang Shouwen's side.

"Xizi, are you okay?"

Yang Shouwen looked up and smiled bitterly, "Father, don't joke. Look at me, do I look okay?"

"Ha ha!"

Yang Chenglie laughed, but his smile quickly faded, and he said softly, "We can't stay here long. Let's return to Changping as soon as possible."

"What about the ugly girl?"

Yang Shouwen thought of the ugly girl and became anxious.

The four puppies ran to his side, circling around him and barking.

At this moment, a bark came from the roadside forest. Soon, a horse ran out of the forest, with the ugly girl following behind, her mouth and paws covered in blood.

"Ugly girl!"

Seeing the ugly girl run out unharmed, Yang Shouwen was overjoyed.

The ugly girl first rubbed against the four puppies, then ran to Yang Shouwen's side and buried her head in his chest.

"Ouch!"

The ugly girl's movement was too large, and she touched the knife wound on Yang Shouwen's chest, causing him to wince in pain.

However, he didn't push her away but instead rubbed her head, confirming she was unharmed, and he finally relaxed.

"Xizi, I'm injured!"

Yang Chenglie, unable to bear Yang Shouwen's concern for the ugly girl, spoke up.

"Father, don't be silly. The ugly girl took down two of them. Your injuries are nothing compared to mine... Damn, these bastards! But it's good that they left us so many horses. Molili, go get my spear and round up the horses. We'll probably have to ride back. Father, can you ride?"

Yang Chenglie struggled to stand, "Nonsense!"

He walked to the bodies, searching them.

"Molili?"

Yang Shouwen noticed that Yang Molili was still standing there, motionless.

Yang Molili lowered his head, looking at Yang Shouwen with a face full of confusion, as if asking, "Master, did you call me?"

"I want you to round up the horses and bring back my spear."

"Okay."

Yang Molili grunted and turned to leave.

But after a few steps, he stopped and turned to look at Yang Shouwen, saying seriously, "Master, my name is Yang Molili."

"Uh..."

You're right, I have nothing to say!

Yang Shouwen realized that communicating with Yang Molili was a troublesome matter.

This guy's serious and earnest manner was really... despicable! Yang Shouwen even had the urge to hit him.

But this guy's strength was truly terrifying.

Yang Shouwen was not weak, but compared to Yang Molili, he seemed to be a bit inferior.

Damn, do you know you're only thirteen? But from the way he looked just now, he was like a reborn tyrant.

Yang Shouwen killed two horses, and Yang Molili killed one.

The enemy had fourteen men and fourteen horses. Besides the two who fled, Yang Molili quickly rounded up nine horses. These nine horses were not bad, though not top-notch, they were still good horses, far better than the inferior horse that was killed. Just these nine horses, Yang Shouwen calculated, could be sold for at least 5,000 gold if taken to the horse market in Changping.

With Yang Molili's help, Yang Shouwen mounted a horse and placed the four puppies in a bag on the horse.

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