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

The other team, consisting of more than twenty people led by Lu Qingqing and Qin Lang, guarded the front gate.

Almost as soon as a dozen or so people ran into the backyard, people came down from upstairs.

The men's first reaction was to escape through the front door.

The soldiers at the door quickly put down the ropes they were using to tie the table and drew their long swords to defend themselves.

At this moment, Lu Qingqing was standing on a table outside the door, already prepared with a bow and arrows!

The moment the man came down from upstairs, an arrow was shot out, hitting him squarely between the eyebrows.

Immediately afterwards, a second and a third arrow were fired, taking two more people with them.

The thug who went down to the living room found her location and hurriedly lifted the broken table from the ground to block her way.

They blocked the way, but the man who was rushing down the stairs was left unprotected.

Lu Qingqing kept firing arrows, one after another.

At this moment, at the small door connecting the backyard and the living room.

A dozen or so men pushed a cart over and placed it across the entrance.

Then, another cart was stopped to ensure that the people inside wouldn't ram it open.

With that, the simple defense was complete.

As more and more people came down from upstairs, some men rushed desperately toward the door.

He tried to push aside the table blocking his way, wanting to escape.

But Qin Lang wouldn't let them escape, so he ordered his men to hold the table up tightly.

He stood at the back, and if anyone dared to climb onto the table, he would ignore Qingqing's arrows and simply step forward to kill them with a single stroke.

The front gate has held up for now.

Seeing that they couldn't get through the front gate, the men went to the side gate to look for a way out.

But the dozen or so people in the backyard were also desperately resisting.

Before they came down, Boss Bai gave them a strict order.

No enemy shall be allowed to escape from them unless they are all dead!

If one enemy escapes, then the 150 or so men in the group might not be able to leave the city.

Therefore, the soldiers in the backyard were also putting up a desperate resistance.

At this moment, Bai Song and Yan Xu upstairs were leading their men in a fierce battle downstairs.

They fought their way from the third floor to the second floor, and many of them were covered in blood.

In the midst of the life-or-death struggle, many villagers had long forgotten their fear.

Inspired by the soldiers around him, he only thought about charging down and cutting down all the enemies!

The old man from Lianzhuang and a group of women followed at the back of the group.

If anyone is unable to carry the load or is injured, they will be carried back.

Rinse with clean water, apply wound medicine, and then bandage.

They've done this process so many times that they're already very familiar with it.

At this moment, Bai Song and Yan Xu rushed to the front.

Like the other soldiers and villagers, their faces were covered in blood.

"Charge! Kill these guys!"

"Kill them, and we'll live!"

Amidst the roars of Bai Song and Yan Xu, the soldiers were as if they had been injected with chicken blood.

Even if it means trading injury for injury, we must kill the enemy.

About 15 minutes later, the fighting finally stopped.

At this moment, the entire floor of the inn was covered in blood.

When you walk on it, your shoes feel sticky.

Not to mention the thick stench of blood in the air.

Everyone was completely exhausted!

Having some strength left, he found a spot with less blood and sat down.

Those who had no strength left lay directly in the blood.

In the entire inn, apart from Old Man Zhuang still leading the women in treating and bandaging wounds, the rest of the people remained motionless.

After a good fifteen minutes, Qin Lang and Lu Qingqing were the first to get up from the ground.

Seeing them get up, Bai Song and Yan Xu also used their hands to support themselves on the ground and slowly climbed up.

There was still less than an hour before dawn.

When it gets light, people will start passing by outside.

At that point, the matter at the inn will no longer be able to be kept secret.

Therefore, they had to get the inn ready before dawn.

Once the goal was set, Bai Song immediately made arrangements.

Apart from those who were seriously injured and those who were still receiving treatment.

The rest of the people immediately sprang into action.

Yan Xu led his men to carry the bodies from the inn's lobby to the backyard.

Bai Song then led his men up to the second floor to deal with the bodies on the second floor and in the corridor.

As for Qin Lang and Lu Qingqing, they took the initiative to take on the task of repairing the door.

Of course, this door repair only involves fixing the hinges so that the door can be installed.

As for the few holes kicked in the middle of the gate, we'll just have to make do with it for now.

Qin Lang went inside the inn and took some suitable parts from the doors of the rooms.

I took the items back to the entrance and started repairing them.

About an hour later, Bai Song looked at the ground where the bloodstains had been washed away and announced that the cleaning was over.

But most people didn't go back inside to rest; instead, they went to the well in the backyard.

The battle just now left most of the people's clothes stained with blood.

Cotton-padded coats are expensive, and many people only have one cotton-padded coat to get through the winter.

This resulted in them having no spare clothes.

Although it's not that cold now, it's not yet the season to take off our winter coats.

In order to avoid being discovered when leaving the city gate, the group went to the well and began to wash off the bloodstains on their bodies.

In no time, the backyard was packed with people.

Having just gone through a battle, Bai Song also had trouble sleeping.

I got up and went to the backyard to help light a fire so I could dry my clothes.

We were busy until dawn, and finally the backyard quieted down.

Since it wasn't time to open the city gates yet, Bai Song told everyone to take a nap a little longer.

Apart from the staff on duty, everyone else was asleep.

Exhausted from a night's sleep, everyone fell asleep almost as soon as they lay down.

Before long, the room was filled with deafening snoring.

When you're really tired, even thunder won't wake you up.

It wasn't until just before the city gates were about to open that the guards woke everyone up.

Since their luggage had already been packed, everyone got up, put on their clothes, and were ready to go.

Before setting off, Bai Song glanced at the pile of corpses in the corner of the backyard, waved, and led his team away.

Before they even turned out of the alley, Lu Qingqing made an excuse about having a stomachache and told the others to head towards the north gate first.

Qin Lang drove the car and took her back.

Back in the courtyard, she didn't even open the door; she simply climbed over the wall and went inside.

Arriving at the pile of corpses, he reached out and put the bodies into his spatial storage.

Looking at the bloodstains left on the ground, I looked up at the inn that had been ravaged by the attack.

I thought of the old shopkeeper with white hair and the little grandson he was holding in his arms.

After she climbed over the wall, she didn't continue chasing the group, but instead turned around and headed north.

When the old innkeeper was about to leave, she asked him where he was staying.

It's two streets to the north, at the end of thatched hut.

The old shopkeeper was worried that if she came looking for him, she wouldn't be able to find him, so he had specifically reminded her of that.

There was a large stone in front of thatched hut.

When Lu Qingqing drove the carriage over, she indeed saw the thatched hut at the end of the street.

At the same time, I also saw the big rock at the entrance.

She looked around and, seeing no one nearby, climbed over the wall and went inside.

I tiptoed to the window and, sure enough, I could hear the old shopkeeper talking to his grandson inside.