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

He was alone in the carriage and couldn't sit still at all.

He simply opened the carriage door and talked to the two people on the shaft.

As they got closer to Xiaoliu Village, Lao Huotou became more and more nervous.

He even wanted to persuade Lu Qingqing and Qin Lang to go back first.

As for going home, he can just go back by himself.

If they had really been ambushed, the lives of these two young men would not have been lost.

Lu Qingqing saw that he was nervous and patiently persuaded him.

But the tension deep in Lao Huotou's heart would not disappear with a few words of comfort.

Seeing this, she said no more.

The carriage wheels pressed through the thick snow and moved forward. Soon they arrived at the territory of Xiaoliu Village.

When they saw the village not far away, the three people in the carriage tensed up at the same time.

Qin Lang took out the Tang sword from under the shaft of the carriage.

Lu Qingqing also took out a compound bow and a broadsword from under the shaft of the cart.

As for the pistol, it was already in his front pocket.

She even prepared a few grenades just in case.

At this moment, she and Qin Lang each had three grenades on their waists.

If an accident really happens, these grenades will be life-saving talismans.

Xiaobai, who was pulling the cart, seemed to recognize this location and walked slower and slower.

Finally, it stopped in front of the tripwire.

Qin Lang jumped off the carriage with a Tang sword in hand, intending to untie the tripwire.

At this time, running sounds were heard from the village to the right rear.

He turned around and saw about thirty men rushing towards him with sticks or axes.

The trip rope around the leg is very strong and cannot be cut off with just a few strokes.

The iron nails that tied the trip rope were nailed to the edge of the road.

If I ran over, the villagers would probably come running over before I could pull it out.

After quickly figuring out the situation, he stepped forward with a Tang sword in hand, assuming a fighting stance and protecting the carriage behind him.

The old fireman in the carriage also heard the noise behind him and became extremely panicked.

He stood up trembling and leaned on the carriage door to look back.

When I saw the group of men running towards here in a menacing manner, I knew that this disaster was inevitable!

Looking at Lu Qingqing and Qin Lang beside him, he couldn't help but feel even more regretful.

He shouldn't have let these two young men follow him. They killed two people in vain!

Thinking about how he had persuaded them last time, he shouted towards the back without giving up.

"Brothers from Xiaoliu Village, I am Lao Huotou!

Don't do it, don't do it!

If you are short of food, I can leave a bag for you.

I just beg you not to do anything!"

Old Firehead even thought that if they thought one bag of food was too little, he would leave two bags.

If it really doesn't work, just give them most of the food, as long as they don't hurt anyone!

But these villagers can’t be satisfied with just one or two bags of food!

When they heard about the food, they rushed even more fiercely.

Now, Lao Huotou also realized that his good intentions had led to bad consequences.

He shouldn't have said there was food!

Just as he was regretting his decision, the villagers at the front were getting closer and closer.

When Lu Qingqing saw that the man was within the shooting range, she instantly pulled the bowstring to its full length.

Almost at the same time as the sound of the arrow breaking through the air was heard, the villager holding the hatchet in the front was shot through the heart by an arrow.

The whole person fell straight backwards.

This arrow scared the villagers behind.

Many people saw Lu Qingqing taking out another arrow and hid behind other people in fear.

When Qi Ge'er, who was at the end, saw this scene, he frowned deeply.

He didn't expect that the first time he led his brothers to rob, they would encounter such a powerful boss.

But if you back down this time, it will be difficult to recruit people to rob again in the future!

Thinking of this, he said loudly:

"Fellow villagers, look at the back of this carriage, there are three bags full of things.

There must be another carriage of food in that carriage!

This amount of food is enough for us brothers to eat for a long time!

Think about the empty granaries at home. If you don’t take action, we and our families will starve or freeze to death!”

Before he finished speaking, Lu Qingqing's arrow had already shot accurately in his direction.

But Brother Qi was a smart man. He had been looking at Lu Qingqing while he was talking.

As she pulled the bowstring, she squatted down.

The arrow passed through where he was standing and shot into the snow behind him.

Although he hid, his words just now touched the hearts of the villagers.

The men, whose families had run out of food, ran forward with their weapons raised, shouting as they ran.

"If we don't rob, we'll starve to death. If we rob, maybe our family can still survive. Let's do it!"

The villagers behind were bewitched by these words and followed suit.

Qi Ge'er followed at the end of the crowd, carefully dodging Lu Qingqing's bow and arrow.

At this time, Qin Lang had already faced the villagers in the front.

The Tang sword he held faced the villager's hatchet, and after only two strikes, the opponent's hatchet was chopped down.

However, before he could chop again, the hatchet next to him had already chopped over.

While swinging the sword to block, he took a step back and killed the nearest villager with one sword.

Under the siege of a group of villagers, he retreated while hacking and killing.

Lu Qingqing in the car was quickly drawing her bow and shooting an arrow.

The priority is to deal with the villagers rushing from the right with knives.

After dealing with the ones on the right, take the time to help Qin Lang shoot one or two.

In just a few minutes, seven or eight villagers who rushed forward fell.

However, the remaining villagers showed no intention of retreating, and instead became extremely angry.

They got closer and closer to the carriage, their eyes fixed on the bag tied to the back of the carriage.

Seeing this, Lu Qingqing's arrow shooting movements became much faster.

But at this rate, it was only a matter of time before the villagers came to kill us.

Seeing that more and more people were gathering around Qin Lang, he was worried that he would get hurt.

After shooting several approaching villagers, he took a grenade from his waist and estimated the distance.

Seeing that the villagers were almost close, he pulled out the fuse and threw it forward.

The villagers had never seen such a thing before and thought that Lu Qingqing was hitting them with a stone or something.

After avoiding the grenade, I wanted to continue rushing forward.

With a loud bang, the villagers within the grenade explosion range were killed.

The surrounding villagers were also blown to pieces.

The explosion brought the battle on the scene to a halt.

The men in Xiaoliu Village had no idea what was happening at the scene.

Most of them have never left the county in their entire lives.

I had never heard of such a thing as a grenade.

Seeing such a big commotion, people subconsciously attributed it to the work of ghosts and gods.

Someone shouted, "We must have robbed the gods, angered them, and are punishing us!"

This shout made the surrounding villagers kneel down.

Qin Lang leaned on the Tang sword in his hand, took two steps back, and came to Lu Qingqing.

At this time, Qi Ge'er, who was at the end, saw that the situation was not good and shouted at the top of his voice:

"What kind of punishment from the gods? I think it was thrown by that skinny guy.

Don’t be afraid, everyone. Charge forward and take down these two guys right away!

Everything in the car, including the horse, is ours!

Look how fat that horse is, it’s enough for us brothers to eat for several days!

This is meat, it’s been a long time since we…”

The snow foam produced by the surrounding explosions has not yet completely fallen, and the air is foggy.

Lu Qingqing listened to the sound and located the source, then shot an arrow towards it.

With the sound of an arrow, Qi Ge'er, who was inspiring people, was shot through the neck by an arrow.

The unfinished words sounded more like a warning.

Now, the villagers of Xiaoliu Village no longer shouted to rush forward.

I don’t know who retreated first, but in just a few seconds, all the villagers at the scene ran away.