The Concubine's Daughter Travels Through Time and Space and Takes the Road of Confrontation

Pulling the machete from his hand, Lu Yun blew the lighter to light the tent. The fire grew bigger and bigger, and thick smoke rose from the ground.

"It's on fire!" When they saw the location of the fire, they screamed continuously.

Lu Yun mixed into the crowd, pretending to put out the fire, but in fact she was waiting for the right moment to throw in lamp oil and other things she had picked up from elsewhere during the chaos.

"Who are you?" Lu Yun heard an angry shout, without even looking up, her voice three times louder than usual. "If this place catches fire, the whole camp will go up in smoke! Hurry and put out the fire!"

The man was stunned by the yelling and subconsciously picked up the bucket to pour the liquid. When he came to his senses, he found that the little man had disappeared.

The northwest wind blew stronger and stronger, and the fire spread rapidly and unstoppably.

With a whistling sound, tens of thousands of flaming arrows rushed towards them. Looking back, the entire Tatar camp was a sea of fire. With a loud bang, a rolling heat wave instantly rolled in. Lu Yun ducked to the ground to avoid it, and then several more explosions followed.

The enemies scattered like dogs that had lost their homes. Lu Yun shook his head, ignoring the buzzing in his head, and ran forward, chopping down several people along the way.

An arrow flew straight towards her face, and Lu Yun dodged in a panic. At the same time, she saw the Nanyue soldiers who were standing on barriers a hundred meters away to meet the enemy. The leader was wearing heavy black armor, and his back was as straight as before.

"Zhou Boli!!!!" Lu Yun wiped off the decoration on her face, raised her knife and roared. She had finally escaped from the enemy's territory unscathed, but she was going to die at the hands of her own people?

Not knowing whether he could hear her or not, Lu Yun wiped her face again and sighed tiredly. She decided to find a tree to hide from the rain of arrows first.

He turned sideways and ran a few steps when he was grabbed by the collar and pulled into the air, with a cloak covering his head.

"Lu—Xiao—Yun!!!" After hanging the smelly person on the horse's back, the four words "gritting teeth" were not enough to describe Zhou Boli's current mood.

Two slaps came down, and a low "wu" sound came from under the cloak.

Zhou Boli had already made plans to raid the Tartar camp tonight, but he didn't expect someone to set a fire first. Seeing the fire growing bigger and bigger, he temporarily changed to a fire attack.

By the time Zhou Boli saw the purse Liuzi had sent him, it was too late. Thousands of rockets had been fired, and the enemy camp was already a sea of fire. With his last remaining shred of sanity, he heard a familiar voice, and with a single glance, he recognized her. Rage instantly stained his eyes red. Even more hateful was that she had seen him, yet she had turned and run!

After understanding the whole story, Lu Yun put her head back into the bathtub, and a few bubbles popped up on the surface of the water.

Zhou Boli pulled the man out, a white silk handkerchief draped over his rolled-up arm, and said viciously, "The fight is going on in the front, the coach is scrubbing you in the back."

Holding the dark arm, Zhou Boli rubbed it vigorously twice. "Lu Xiaoyun, after this matter is over, we will slowly settle the debt."

Lu Yun: “——” Why does it feel like I’m either admitting my mistakes or on the way to admitting them?

Liuzi's voice came through the tent, "Master, I have something important to report."

Seeing that everyone had left, Lu Yun wiped the water off her body and climbed out of the tub. After a while, Zhou Boli returned to the tent with a calm expression. Seeing the empty tub, he frowned.

"Come here, I'll wipe your hair." Bending down and moving the brazier to the side of the bed, Zhou Boli grabbed Lu Yun and laid her on his legs, his expression returning to calm.

Lu Yun looked at the man's focused eyes and with a thought, her hand touched the man's nose bridge, which was a little high with a slight bulge in the middle, and felt very comfortable to touch.

Zhou Boli let her do what she wanted and continued to dry his hair. The warm firelight made Lu Yun feel hot all over. She whispered to him, "Zhou Boli?"

No one paid attention.

Lu Yun pursed her lips and gently tapped the man's earlobe with her finger. "Husband?" Her fingertips moved all the way down to his lips, then poked him hard. "Dear husband?"

The man's eyes darkened, and he lifted the flesh on someone's cheek with two fingers. "You've lost weight."

Lu Yun propped herself up and hugged the man. The two hands on her waist tightened more and more. She gently stroked the man's back. After feeling the body in her arms gradually relax, Lu Yun spoke.

"Has Kyoto been conquered?"

Zhou Boli pulled the person out of his arms, looked at his wife with an innocent face, and said in a voice that seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, "I knew it." Even if you haven't eaten pork, you have seen a pig run, let alone the one in front of him has run so many times.

Seeing that he was showing signs of being irritated by her again, Lu Yun humbly said, "My husband, after all, I have relatives in Kyoto." Seeing that his expression had eased slightly, Lu Yun took advantage of the situation and gave him a kiss, then quickly raised a finger and said, "I want to go in and take a look. You can send a team to follow me."

Zhou Boli's expression switched back and forth between gloomy and overcast. He stretched out his long arm, turned the man over, and slapped him twice on the fleshiest part below the waist.

Lu Yun, wearing a brand new silver armor, mounted his horse, followed by twenty personal soldiers of the Nanyue prince.

, Dao Er and Hu San are among them.

It was already the second half of the night and the sky was at its darkest.

With a "crack", Lu Yun whipped out a loud whip and pointed it towards the Kyoto city wall. "Let's go!"

The ground was cratered with deep pits, almost all from explosions of various gunpowders. Broken limbs and debris were everywhere, a living hell on earth. Ah Da, riding his horse, was filled with excitement. "So those powerful earth cannons were the brainchild of you, Princess! The barbarians who used to swagger and bully us are now so frightened that they've abandoned their armor and helmets and are pissing themselves in fear. How satisfying!"

Dao Er was about to speak in agreement when Hu San poked him with the handle of his knife from behind him and said, "Stop talking."

Lu Yun was in a complicated mood. "How effective are those poison bombs?"

"That was impressive! Those Tartars thought it was a dud." Ah Da laughed loudly. "But soon they started vomiting and having diarrhea. Some even chopped down their own men, mistaking them for enemies. In the end, we captured them all alive."

When he reached the edge of the city wall, he caught a glimpse of the black dirt covering the surface of the wall. Lu Yun patted his horse's butt hard and quickly entered the open city gate. The soldiers of the Qin Dynasty were capturing Tartars everywhere.

The air was filled with the disgusting smell of blood and burning things, and the sky to the east of the city was already red from the flames.

Seeing that the people coming were dressed in South Vietnamese soldiers, everyone on the road avoided them.

The front door of the Lu residence had been smashed and thrown aside, leaving only bloodstains but no bodies. Lu Yun hurried to the backyard. The magnificent and exquisite house had been completely destroyed, with torn curtains, smashed partition doors, knife-marked tables and chairs, and broken porcelain shards scattered all over the floor.

A corpse suddenly caught her eye. The attire looked strangely familiar. It was Yin He, who had been standing beside her mother. The front of her shirt was soaked with purple-black blood, and through the slightly open collar, a hideous wound with torn flesh could be vaguely seen. Lu Yun pulled the curtain over her, wrapped her up, and carried her outside.