Xianyu Infrastructure, I have a lot of troops in my hands

By the second day, everything was peaceful, but the Blackrock Guards found that the boatmen seemed to be more respectful to them.

Si Ji seemed a little puzzled, but Niu Er understood very well, because the more he looked at her, the more he felt that Xie Xian was really the reincarnation of Shura, who liked to wear red and had a bad temper.

With this god of death on board, how could the boatman not be obedient?

"Why does the lady require us to drink boiled water?" The guards were puzzled.

"Just do whatever I tell you to do. Why are you so problematic?" Although Niu Er didn't know the purpose of Nujun's doing this, he would support her unconditionally.

Xie Xian was helpless. They had no choice. It would take three days for them to get to Yangxia with smooth sailing. The Black Stone Guards had little experience in water combat. They were afraid of acclimatization. To avoid this, they brought a lot of coal on the boat. Although the food was a bit simple, in order to reduce the chance of illness for everyone, she racked her brains.

But it seems that the effect is still quite good at the moment.

Fengqiu, official road.

A noble carriage rushed out at high speed. The body of the carriage was carefully carved from the finest camphor wood, covered with black lacquer and inlaid with gold threads to outline complex cloud patterns, which sparkled brightly in the sun.

Tassels hang from the edge of the roof, swaying in the wind. The windows are covered with fine bamboo curtains embroidered with delicate flower and bird patterns, which can block the view of the outside world while maintaining elegance.

But at this moment, a hole appeared on the curtain. As the car body was bumping, it was shaking at high speed.

The western carpet in the car was colorful and felt delicate and warm wherever you stepped on it. But now it was covered with blood stains, and dishes and pastries were scattered all over the floor.

Cui Jing's face was pale, and there was a thin layer of cold sweat on his head, as if he was enduring something. He kept leaning against the car window, and there was still a little blood on his shoulder.

Three guards followed the carriage and whipped the horses quickly.

"Go! Hurry up!"

But there were more than a dozen fast horses chasing him closely. With a scream, within a breath, one of them was shot by an arrow from behind.

"My dear, the Huai River is just ahead." Qi Ya gripped the reins tightly, his tone anxious.

The Cui family's original purpose of this trip was to collect autumn grain, but they did not know that the noble family they had cooperated with for many years suddenly turned against each other, and the guards around them were lured away. If it were not for the young man's wit, who discovered something was wrong and robbed the carriage and left, they would have already become their dead souls.

"Go to the river." Cui Jing's steady voice came.

He was in danger, but he must not be caught by them. If he was captured, the tribe would be controlled by them. If he had to give up the North Bank Grain Market, it would be more painful than killing him.

The Lu family has evil ambitions.

Suddenly, Qi Ya's exclamation was heard from outside the carriage. There was a hint of surprise in his tone. "Sir, look, isn't that our boat?"

The two guards behind him also showed surprise. Cui Jing frowned, feeling something was wrong, he suddenly lifted the curtain and looked out.

In the distance, three large ships were sailing on the river with Cui family flags hanging on their poles. He still had doubts in his eyes, frowning and sighing, wondering if someone in his family had been responsible for his misfortune. Thinking of this, he felt cold all over.

Fengqiu is a beautiful place with green mountains and clear waters, clear skies and refreshing breezes.

If it weren't for the cries for help in the distance, Xie Xian would still be in a good mood.

Q: If you see the company's multi-million dollar order party A father fall into the river, what should you do? At this moment, Xie Xian was looking at Qi Ya and Cui Jing struggling in the water, as well as a dozen knights staring at him on the shore, and she was very conflicted.

Before she set out, she prayed in her heart not to run into anyone from the Cui family, not to run into anyone from the Cui family. However, when Qiao's mother opened the door for Qiao'er, and when she got home, she unexpectedly ran into the real person.

Si Ji and Niu Er frowned and stared at the people by the river. Twenty or thirty skilled guards were on guard at the side of the boat, with bows and arrows in their hands ready to shoot, waiting for Xie Xian's order.

Cui Jing was obviously being hunted down, but Xie Xian only wanted to quickly pick up the people and retreat. In this era, there were bandits in the mountains and bandits in the water. Now in someone else's territory, Cui Jing was still waiting for her to save his life.

Although she didn't want to get into trouble, the ship belonged to the Cui family.

Xie Xian sighed and waved her hand, "Pull them out."

When Qi Ya saw the familiar red-dressed lady on the boat, his eyes were almost filled with excitement. "Please, Madam Xian, save my husband!"

The bearded knight on the opposite side felt that there was little hope when he saw the Cui family's big ship, but he didn't expect that the leader was just a woman and the warriors in front were not from the Cui family.

In his mind, he made a move and shouted, "Girl, I advise you not to meddle in other people's business. The man who fell into the water is a thief that my Lu family has caught. If you know what's best for you, leave now."

Xie Xian stared at the opposite side and asked Si Ji softly: "Can their arrows reach us?" Si Ji knew what she was worried about and whispered: "Beyond a hundred meters, they can't reach us."

Xie Xian was certain that the opponent had no advantage in terrain and they had the wind in their favor. They could fight this time.

The moonlight was hazy, and the river surface was rippling with silver waves. Xie Xian stood at the bow of the boat. She waved her hand gently. At that moment, twenty or thirty archers hiding on both sides of the boat came out with agile movements and pulled the heavy bowstrings in their hands to the full.

The tip of the arrow flashed coldly in the moonlight, pointing directly at the other side. The knights were about to continue their taunting, but when they saw this, they were shocked and panicked.

As if the sudden cold wind had blown them through their bones, several young knights even took a few steps back involuntarily, their eyes full of disbelief. Which cargo ship would carry so many archers? Does your county lieutenant know? This is a weapon controlled by the court.

The knight who had just shouted had a livid face. He was riding on a tall horse, his eyes wide open, looking at the dense arrow tips, groaning in his heart.

Each of these archers had a stern look on their faces, ready to go. Although the soldiers were not wearing armor, they had solemn expressions and were obviously elite soldiers. The invisible sense of oppression seemed to freeze even the flow of the river.

"What do you mean?" The bearded knight managed to calm himself down and asked loudly, his voice trembling.

Xie Xian had no expression on her face, and her voice was clear and firm: "Get lost!"

As soon as the words fell, the knights on the other side felt ashamed and angry. They could feel that as long as the girl gave the order, these arrows would pour down like raindrops and drown them.

Finally, the bearded knight gritted his teeth, cracked his whip hard, and said, "We'll see!" Then he led his men to retreat in disgrace and disappeared into the night.

As the other party left, the tense atmosphere on the river gradually eased, and the archers on the boat slowly put down their bows and arrows, returning to the previous calm.

Xie Xian breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the fight did not break out. He did not have many arrows. If he used them all here, all their arrows would be wasted later.

When everyone dispersed, they saw Qi Ya crying, "Wuwu, my love, wake up! My love!" Xie Xian's heart sank slightly. Could Cui Jing be so fragile?