I've been reborn, who still wants to be a cowardly little white flower?

The sudden scene frightened everyone in the teahouse, and screams broke out instantly.

What followed was that the door of the teahouse was kicked open, and the two people blocking the door were kicked to the ground along with the broken door panels.

Chunzhi was beside Qu Ying. She picked up the big iron spoon used for serving porridge and put it in front of Qu Ying. Luzhu held a bench and ran to Qu Ying in a panic.

As the door was broken, four or five thugs armed with machetes rushed in from outside, looked around after entering the house, and saw people hiding in the teahouse, and started slashing at them with their knives.

In the teahouse, besides Qu Ying and the other two, there were also two maids who helped to cook porridge.

There were also a dozen people who were trapped in the teahouse after drinking porridge and were resting in the heavy rain, and there were also a few people who just ran in from outside.

The teahouse, which was originally not big, became noisy and crowded. People screamed and tried to avoid the thugs' knives, but the teahouse was too small and they could not escape.

In just a few breaths, three or four civilians were chopped down.

At this time, some thugs rushed towards the group of people in the corner. The two girls who came to help were so scared that they huddled in the corner, hugged each other, and screamed.

Lu Zhu raised the bench in his hand and threw it at the thug, but the thug raised his hand to block it.

Chunzhi held a long-handled iron spoon in her hand and waved it in panic while screaming.

The thug raised the long knife in his hand and was about to chop him down. Qu Ying grabbed Chunzhi by the back of the neck and pulled him back with force. Using the force, he raised his leg and kicked at the long bench in front of him.

The bench made a friction sound against the ground, flew towards the thug and hit his calf.

He felt a sudden pain and his hand shifted half an inch, chopping on the table with the knife.

Qu Ying had already grabbed Chunzhi and Luzhu and ran to the side.

After missing the first strike, the thug got furious and caught up with them in just two or three steps. Qu Ying turned around and raised her hand to block the thug's wrist, and with the other hand, she hit the thug's chin from bottom to top.

Lu Zhu was standing aside and kicked the thug between his legs with all his strength.

Chunzhi took out a silver hairpin from her bosom and stabbed it directly into the chest of the other thug while he was distracted.

The thug felt pain and kicked Chunzhi in the abdomen, sending her back several steps. Fortunately, Luzhu supported her.

Just this one kick caused Chunzhi to spit out a large amount of blood.

Everything happened in the teahouse in a flash. With the help of them, reinforcements finally arrived.

Qin Mo was the palace shadow guard sent last time. Some of them left with Jiang Huai, some stayed with Qu Ying, and some left with Jiang Yuan and Xie Yunxiao.

After this, Jiang Huai's side was in even greater danger. After all, people were always insignificant in the face of natural disasters as they sat on the embankment not far from the flood every day.

So Qu Ying asked some of the people around her to protect Jiang Huai.

I always thought that she was giving out porridge in the city during the day, and there were constables from the yamen patrolling the streets frequently, so there wouldn't be any danger.

I didn't expect that when people need something, they would regret not having enough.

Two shadow guards broke through the roof, dropped from the sky, and quickly took care of the thugs in the teahouse.

Qu Ying pulled a few girls and said, "Hurry up, let's go." There were many thugs on the street. Even if the shadow guards were good at fighting, they could not beat four people with two fists.

Moreover, these thugs are obviously not ordinary people. They all have martial arts skills and are quite capable.

When I ran to the street, I found that the street was already full of dead and injured people, and thugs with knives were running out from all directions.

They originally thought that the rioters had no target, but when they got to the street they found that this was not the case, because the rioters kept converging in their direction.

A dozen thugs held two old men hostage at knifepoint. The two old men pointed in the direction of the teahouse with trembling fingers. This scene was seen by several people who had just left the teahouse.

When their eyes met, Qu Ying's heart tightened and he understood.

The old man pointed at the teahouse, looked up and saw Qu Ying, then immediately lowered his head, as if he didn't dare to look anymore.

But thugs are thugs after all. The old man was no longer of any use, so the thugs slashed his neck with a knife and threw him into the muddy water.

It was still raining heavily. A dozen thugs stood face to face with Qu Ying and his gang, and they were getting closer and closer.

The shadow guard said, "Miss, there are horses in the stable behind the teahouse. Go out of the city to find the master."

There were footsteps behind him. Qu Ying took a look and smiled bitterly, "I can't leave."

Chunzhi held her stomach tightly, still holding the silver hairpin Jiang Yuan gave her, and stood up straight, "Miss."

Lu Zhu also stood beside Qu Ying and said, "Since we can't leave, let's fight."

Qu Ying said to the other two girls, "They are not coming for you. You two go into the teahouse and leave through the back door, or hide."

The two girls were so scared that their legs went weak. It was hard to tell whether the water on their faces was tears or rain. They kept shaking their heads, "Girls, we won't leave."

Qu Ying rarely lowered her tone and said, "Let's go, don't hold us back."

Luzhu gave them a push, and the two of them supported each other and returned to the teahouse.

Qu Ying laughed at herself, "I never thought that one day I would say this to others so that they would not hold me back.

Now I understand why A Yuan was so confident when he said this. It really sounded impressive when he said it."

He was still in the mood to laugh and joke at this time. Luzhu and Chunzhi beside him couldn't help but look at Qu Ying carefully.

After the relief grain was robbed, Jiang Yuan rushed back to the room, grabbed the bag he had packed long ago, grabbed his sword, and shouted in the yard, "Prepare the horses." He was ready to leave.

Xie Yunxiao stopped him at the gate, and the general and Qin Mowei caught up with him breathlessly, "Jiang girl, wait a minute, you can't go back by yourself.

Yun Xiao, hurry up and pack your things. Go and meet Li Shan. How many people are left among those they brought with them? Count them all out and set off immediately.

Go, prepare the horses, pick out the best horses in the army.

You, go prepare some dry food, the more the better, quickly."

The general made some arrangements at the gate, and Jiang Yuan was held captive for an hour. It was almost dark, but everyone knew that they had to leave today even if the sky fell.

They sent this group of people out of the city as quickly as possible, riding at full speed all the way.

The journey of seven or eight days has been compressed into three days, and we are almost there.

It had started raining on the road, the heavy rain turned into light rain, and the light rain turned into heavy rain, but none of the group showed any intention of stopping.

It was not until the third night that Xie Yunxiao stopped the team and forced them to rest for a night in the town.

The clothes on our bodies were soaked, everyone was soaked, and the clothes in our luggage were also soaked.

When they came back this time, there were only more than 600 people left out of the 1,000-man team. The town could not accommodate so many people, so Li Shan and his soldiers set up tents outside the town.

Jiang Yuan and Xie Yunxiao stayed at the inn nearest to the city gate. They gave the innkeeper twenty taels of silver and asked them to deliver food and clean cotton cloth to the soldiers stationed outside the city.

There was no place to take a shower, so everyone could only take off their wet clothes and wipe themselves. Fortunately, although it rained continuously in the south, the temperature was not low, but rather hot and humid.

Several stalls in the town that sold steamed buns, sesame cakes and dumplings were all taken over by Jiang Yuan. The stall owners pushed their own carts and delivered food out of the city.