I traveled through time and space to hunt and support my family in ancient times

With the close cooperation of the three, Jiao Chiren gradually fell into a passive position. As time went on, Jiao Chiren's physical strength was gradually exhausted, while Jiang Ming and others became more and more confident.

Finally, with a perfect coordination, Jiang Ming successfully stabbed the sword into the vital part of the man. The man screamed and fell to the ground, unable to move.

Finally, more than a dozen enemy soldiers were eliminated, and Wang Lie led the militia to move forward.

After passing through the misty forest, I looked up and saw that the rest of the road was full of ups and downs. The hills were covered with weeds and there was nothing around. The enemy could not be hidden. The grass was easier to walk on than the forest road. Before dark, I could vaguely see a city. This was Nandu County, the destination of this trip.

The people living in Nandu County are all military households. There are many ethnic groups here, and it is a bit chaotic. In the past, how could Jiang Ming and Jiang Yue care about these national affairs?

Now, along the way, the brother and sister have witnessed the rise and fall of a country. As the sky gradually darkened, the soldiers came back from exploring the road and found a stream ahead, which was just right for the two grain transport teams to camp there.

The laborers transporting the grain were full of energy and just wanted to reach their destination as quickly as possible so that they could stop and rest.

It was so late at night, and the soldiers had already explored the surroundings. The hill was so small that no one could hide. The enemy would have arrived long ago, so everyone relaxed.

As a result, at this moment, a sharp shout suddenly rang out, from far to near, and black shadows rushed out from the horizon like thunder!

"The enemy is coming!"

A civilian shouted, and Jiang Yue drew his knife and stared at the enemy. More than 30 people were all on horseback, and their momentum was completely different from those in the forest.

Many militiamen were confused. The militiamen who had been protecting the grain carts during the day had not taken any action. Now they were staring blankly at the black shadow that was getting closer and closer, and they had no idea how to react.

The horses neighed and the other grain transport team following at the end panicked. They had escaped death from the last enemy attack and it was almost an instinctive reaction for them to collapse and run away.

This escape caused chaos in Wang Lie's grain transport team, with shouts and screams. The injured officer drew his knife and killed the fleeing militia.

The enemy troops that rushed over were dressed the same as those they encountered during the day, but they were riding tall horses, which made them much more lethal. They rushed over in waves, then turned around and continued to charge forward.

As the militiamen were horrified, Wang Lie's roar came over: "Take out your weapons, six people guard the grain cart, no one is allowed to move! Anyone who escapes will be executed on the spot."

After seeing with their own eyes the injured leader chopping off the head of the fleeing militiaman, Jiang Ming's militiamen dared not move at all.

"There are only thirty enemies. We have hundreds of people. We can outnumber them. Why should we be afraid of these barbarians?!"

Jiang Ming followed suit and echoed Wang Lie: "Let's fight these people!"

They could not retreat, as the second wave of enemy troops was coming in front of them. The masculine spirit of the militiamen was aroused, and they raised their swords and stood in front of the grain carts.

In an instant, shouts of killing rang out, the two sides engaged in close combat, and the flashes of swords and sabers continued. The enemy wielded sharp weapons and fiercely attacked the grain transport team. The militiamen were not afraid and bravely met the enemy's attack.

Jiang Yue nimbly dodged the enemy's slashing blow and then swung his knife fiercely, slashing at the enemy's horse. The horse was startled, neighed, raised its front hooves, and threw the enemy off its back. The militia took the opportunity to step forward and mercilessly stabbed the enemy's chest with the knife in his hand.

One wave? Do we have to be so passive forever?

Jiang Yue noticed the worry in Jiang Ming's eyes, smiled bitterly, and shouted to him: "Catch the leader first!"

"That's right!" Jiang Ming responded, turning around and shouting at Wang Lie: "Sir, we should capture the thief first!"

Wang Lie frowned slightly when he heard Jiang Ming's shout. It was already dark, and both sides could hardly see each other clearly. They could only vaguely see human figures. How could he identify the enemy leader?

"Shut up, go check if the dead enemy has any bows and arrows, and bring the knife to me!"

He didn't use a bow and arrow. Jiang Ming's words reminded him to find a bow and arrow, but it was not easy to kill the enemy leader.

In the night, the flames suddenly emerged in the darkness like the fangs of a demon. Everyone's scalps went numb, and they secretly thought that it was not good. The enemy suffered a loss in the second wave of attack, and actually used such a despicable method to set fire to the food.

Wang Lie acted decisively and loudly commanded the militia to prepare to put out the fire. The militia quickly took action and took off their coats without hesitation, wet them with water and covered the grain carts to protect the precious grain.

At the same time, Jiang Yue and Jiang Ming had found bows and arrows. They each had one, and aimed sharply at the enemy soldiers. In the dim light, two enemies fell to the ground. Jiang Ming was overjoyed. With the help of the weak firelight, he shot another person accurately at the moment when the enemy rushed over with a long knife. Then, he quickly dropped the bow and arrow, took out the machete, and joined the battle without fear.

The melee between the two sides officially began. Wang Lie led his soldiers to charge forward bravely. However, what was annoying was that the other team of soldiers, for some unknown reason, refused to come out. Although the militiamen were not as good at fighting as the soldiers, they were united. Six of them formed a group and fought back against the enemy's long swords. They defeated the enemy with fewer troops and stubbornly resisted the enemy's attack.

Jiang Ming was very agile. He rushed to the enemy on horseback and pulled him off the horse. With a sharp blow, the enemy screamed and fell to the ground dead. "Big sister! There's a horse." Jiang Ming shouted excitedly.

As time went by, the number of enemies decreased. Jiang Yue seized the opportunity to grab the reins, jumped on the horse, and rushed out like a whirlwind. She came to an open area, drew her bow and arrow, and aimed at the enemy leader who was fighting with Wang Lie. The arrow was like lightning, accurately hitting the enemy leader's back. "Ah--" The enemy leader screamed, his back was pierced by the sharp arrow, and his chest was hit by Wang Lie's spear. With the fall of the enemy leader, the battle was finally over.

The enemy troops fled in panic, and the militiamen were exhausted and panting, leaning on the grain carts to rest.

Wang Lie led his soldiers on horseback to pursue the enemy, and they killed all the enemies from a long distance away.

When they came back, each of them was holding a few human heads in their hands, which made the civilians very excited.

The first thing Wang Lie did when he came back was to light torches and count the grain, grass, and horses. Not a single grain cart was missing, and the horses were well taken care of by everyone, but 23 civilians died, 9 were seriously injured, and more than 60 were slightly injured.

In Jiang Ming's team, five people were injured to varying degrees. He was the only one who was intact, thanks to his eldest sister's protection.

Wang Lie picked out the uninjured people and formed a temporary funeral team to dig a pit to bury the dead. The others rushed to the campsite to build a stove, cook, and rest the team.

After a fierce battle, the militiamen in the camp felt more and more homesick. While eating the hot soup and rice, they all had tears in their eyes, fearing that they would not be able to go back.

Many people in the grain transport team were injured, and another grain transport team was even more shaky and on the verge of disbanding at any time. They could not withstand any more enemy attacks.

Jiang Ming looked at all this in front of him, feeling extremely heavy-hearted. He knew very well that such a life was completely different from the peaceful life in the academy, but did he regret it?

Of course not. If he escaped, it would be his father Jiang Youshan who would be standing here. This experience is more profound than the study tour organized by the academy.

"Ah!"

Early in the morning, Xiao Che sneezed loudly without warning.