The end of natural disasters: the daily life of child brides in ancient times

In the space, Qin Lang was startled by the sudden appearance of horses and barbarian corpses.

When he saw Lu Qingqing coming in, he quickly walked up to her, looked her up and down carefully, and only relaxed after seeing that she was not injured.

Lu Qingqing felt Qin Lang's nervousness, and she patted Qin Lang's hand gently, indicating that he was fine.

Then, Lu Qingqing noticed the horses nearby and began to explore the spoils.

The three horses had suddenly arrived in a strange place and were snorting nervously. Lu Qingqing and Qin Lang stepped forward, grabbed the reins and tied the horses.

There were three sacks hanging on both sides of the saddle, all bulging with stuff. Lu Qingqing took off the three sacks directly.

The top of the sack was filled with gold, silver, and jewelry, some of which were stained with blood. It was obvious that these must have been newly looted.

The bottom of the sack is filled with packaged dried meat, fried noodles, water bags and other daily necessities.

The three sacks were about the same size, the top stuffed with gold and silver jewellery, and the bottom filled with daily necessities.

The only difference was that the captain had a bag of gunpowder and fuse under his knapsack.

Lu Qingqing looked at the three barbarian corpses beside her and took out the musket first, which was already filled with gunpowder.

This musket is very different from those in later generations. It is not easy to fire it and requires many steps.

First, pour the gunpowder, then load the gunpowder, then press the fire, load the chamber, install the fuse, etc.

Even if all the above steps are completed, it may not work. Ignition is affected by the weather and it is difficult to ignite in humid weather.

Therefore, under certain conditions, the musket in Lu Qingqing's hand is not as practical as the bow and arrow.

After studying the musket for a while, Lu Qingqing began the last step, removing the armor and performing an autopsy.

Let Qin Lang help take off the armor on the barbarian to reveal his true appearance.

Lu Qingqing looked at the barbarians lying on the ground and felt that apart from their hairstyle and appearance, they were not much different from ordinary Ming people.

Without their armor and swords, they were not much taller than the Ming people.

There were previous folk rumors that they were tall and strong, covered with long hair, and looked like yakshas from the underworld.

These rumors probably originated from the fact that the Ming Dynasty suffered repeated defeats in wars, and the common people demonized them out of fear.

Before Lu Qingqing could think about it, another group of barbarian soldiers came from outside the space. There were more than twenty people in this group.

The leading barbarian was waving his hands and mumbling something. Judging from his movements and expression, he seemed to be looking for someone.

Soon, soldiers discovered horseshoe prints and bloodstains on the ground and concluded that those people might have been killed.

The leading barbarian said something angrily, and the rest of the barbarian soldiers quickly dispersed to search the village. Several barbarian soldiers went to the small road in the north of the village.

As expected, the barbarians gained nothing.

After the barbarians left angrily, Lu Qingqing stayed in the space for another half an hour, and only left after confirming that the barbarians had not returned.

I remembered what Lu Tianming had said before, that if they were separated, they should rush to the next county town.

Lu Qingqing put all the luggage on the ox cart into the space, and she and Qin Lang drove the empty ox cart and continued to walk south along the path behind the village.

While waiting in the space before, Lu Qingqing and Qin Lang tried riding a horse.

When she first got on the horse, Lu Qingqing's feet couldn't reach the stirrups, but after adjusting herself, she was able to step on the stirrups.

But neither of them had ridden a horse before, and they didn't know how to control the horse's running and stopping after sitting on it.

In desperation, she let Qin Lang lead the horse while Lu Qingqing sat on it and walked around a few laps to get a feel for it.

At this moment, the two of them were heading south along the path. The path was bumpy and potholes could appear at any time.

Lu Qingqing was shaken so much that it felt as if all her internal organs were displaced, but the speed of the ox cart was much faster than that of a person walking.

The two of them took turns driving the cart, and the other one would occasionally get off and jog for a while, and then get back on the cart to rest when he was tired.

When encountering a narrow road, they simply put the ox cart into the space, and after the two of them walked across the road, they would release the ox cart.

Until evening, we didn't encounter any other refugees on this trail.

When it got dark and the road conditions were unclear, Lu Qingqing decided to stop and rest.

This small road is not as flat and spacious as the official road. It is winding and it is easy to get into an accident if you can't see the road clearly.

In the space, in addition to a plate of braised meat, Lu Qingqing also stir-fried some vegetables.

The two of them ate in silence. Qin Lang's voice was a little hoarse, and he suddenly said:

"Daya, do you think they're okay? Are they eating like us?"

When Lu Qingqing heard this, she didn't know what to say. They had been fleeing together for so long, and usually at this time, everyone in the team would have started eating.

The question she had been avoiding since escaping was asked, and she looked up at Qin Lang.

The boy's eyes were a little red, and he didn't eat much of his favorite meat.

Lu Qingqing didn't know how to answer. After a long silence, she said:

"Everyone must be fine. We will meet them in the next county, for sure!"

In the morning of the next day, the path they were walking on came to an end, and the only way ahead was the official road.

Lu Qingqing was a little uneasy, worried that they would encounter the barbarian troops on the official road.

But there was no other choice, so the two of them could only drive the ox cart onto the official road.

Not long after we started walking, we began to encounter refugees.

These refugees were very sensitive to sounds and looked around from time to time, as if they were frightened by the massacre by the barbarians yesterday.

Lu Qingqing and Qin Lang drove the ox cart at a fast speed, and from time to time they would overtake a group of refugees walking. They both looked carefully to see if there were any people from Lujia Village.

At noon, the two did not stop and ate lunch on the ox cart while traveling.

The cattle had not rested and had slowed down in the afternoon.

On a deserted section of the road, Lu Qingqing put the cow into the space, hitched the cart frame to the horse, and tried to drive for a while.

Qin Lang had seen Lu Tianming driving a horse-drawn carriage during his long escape from famine, so he tried to imitate his movements.

At the beginning, the control was not very good. The horse may have never pulled a cart before and was not very cooperative. But after driving for a while, it gradually adapted to it.

This horse-drawn carriage was indeed much faster than the ox-drawn carriage. Lu Qingqing noticed that the refugees they passed in the afternoon were no longer as panicked as the previous ones.

Lu Qingqing secretly guessed that the barbarians might return to Meng County after looting that group of refugees.

If this is true, then the two of them have to speed up and move forward.

In the afternoon, Qin Lang became more and more skilled at driving the carriage, and his speed became faster and faster. Lu Qingqing followed him and learned from him, and neither of them got off the carriage.

Even though she changed her posture frequently in the car, by the evening, Lu Qingqing still felt sore in her waist and legs.

Looking at Qin Lang's expression, he also felt very uncomfortable.

The road was no longer clear at this time, so Lu Qingqing found an open space on the side of the road and stopped to rest and have dinner.

Refugees were passing by on the official road from time to time. Lu Qingqing did not dare to take any meat and only took steamed buns and pickles.

While the two were eating, a group of refugees passed by. They thought they were just on their way, but unexpectedly, the group of refugees began to approach their location.