Divorced woman with child travels through time

"Heh heh, pretty girls! Come with me!" The two Japanese men who originally intended to kill them, seeing their clean and beautiful appearance, actually dragged their swords and approached step by step, trying to take them away.

Granny Qian and the others squatted behind the coachman, huddled together beside the carriage, watching in fear.

The coachman gripped the cane beside him and said, "I've done the math, there aren't many Japanese left. Let's go help them!"

"No, I can't move my legs!" Old Mrs. Wu cried, her face contorted with grief. She gripped the wheel tightly, her fingers turning white from the effort.

"You wretch! If they can't hold them off, we'll all die too!" the coachman cursed, and was about to rush forward.

"Wait a minute!" Granny Qian grabbed him and said, "You guys go that way! We'll go this way!"

Granny Qian turned her head. She was tall and strong, and when she had a cold face, she looked like a man. She said in a cold voice, "You women are all people who have been violated. Now that your enemies are right in front of you, you don't want revenge. You just want to hide. Chen Niang shouldn't have saved you cowards. You should have died. What's the use of living? You're just wasting food."

"Let's go!" The coachman rushed forward as soon as he finished speaking.

The two Japanese men grinned lewdly, brandishing their knives in the air, deliberately trying to frighten the Wu sisters.

Wu Xia's skirt had been ripped in half by the Japanese soldiers, and the hem was swaying precariously, as if it would fall off at any moment. Her fair and beautiful legs were faintly visible through the skirt, which made the two Japanese soldiers stare at her with lustful eyes, and they kept making lewd laughs.

Seeing this, Wu Yu, the younger sister, was extremely anxious. She gripped her dagger tightly and rushed forward without hesitation, wanting to protect her sister. However, she was, after all, just a weak woman, and her strength was far inferior to that of the two Japanese men. With a simple swing of their blades, the Japanese men knocked Wu Yu's dagger away, and her arm was also slashed by their swords, instantly staining half of her sleeve red with blood.

Wu Yu cried out in pain and fell backward. Her sister, Wu Xia, quickly caught her, looking at the two Japanese men with a horrified expression. But the two Japanese men showed no sign of stopping; their gazes remained fixed on Wu Xia, especially her torn skirt and the glimpses of her beautiful legs, which fueled their lust.

One of the Japanese men grinned lewdly and raised his knife, aiming it at Wu Xia's chest once more. At that critical moment, three grooms suddenly rushed over. Each held a whistle stick and, without a word, began to beat the two Japanese men mercilessly.

The two Japanese men were completely unprepared and caught off guard by the sudden attack. Their backs were fully exposed to the grooms, making them perfect targets. The grooms' batons rained down, striking the Japanese men's backs with sharp, resounding blows.

Upon seeing this, the Wu sisters quickly each plunged a knife into the chest of the Japanese soldiers, killing them both.

The grooms quickly picked up the swords of the dead Japanese soldiers from the ground.

Granny Qian and two other old women circled around the carriage, charging in from the side with their whistles. They knocked one of them unconscious. Then Wu Xia, who had been watching, finished her off with a slash. She wasn't afraid at all now.

Granny Qian was taken aback, but she also picked up the knife; it was better than a stick.

As soon as they left, Granny Wu, who had been hiding to the side and crying, was revealed. She glanced back at the women who were still huddled together, thought for a moment, and then, with her legs weak, followed the other old women.

They were good-looking and young, so the Japanese might not kill them. But she was carrying her newly paid wages, which might be stolen. Granny Wu couldn't bear to part with them. The older women were strong enough to hold them off for a while. She would find a chance to run away.

No one noticed that among the group of women was a quiet girl of about thirteen or fourteen, who usually didn't say a word. When she saw Granny Qian and the others rushing forward, she grabbed a handful of dirt from the ground and rushed straight up to them.

"Don't go!" An older woman called out to her, but the little girl, Sanmei, didn't turn around.

At this moment, blood was dripping from Caiyun's injured back, but she didn't care. She was focused on dealing with the Japanese soldiers. She realized that she was the most ruthless one. The four Japanese soldiers were very cautious when dealing with her, and for a while, none of them gained the upper hand.

The other three, who were looking at the dead Japanese, also gathered around.

Because the fight was so chaotic, Cheng Niangzi was still protected by Caiyun behind her.

"Miss Caiyun, you're injured. You should go first and don't worry about me!"

"What are you saying!" Caiyun parried, deflecting a spear that was thrust at her. She slashed at it with her own blade, but the Japanese man pulled his hand back and thrust at her again.

"Clang!" The man thrust straight at Caiyun's calf, but Caiyun blocked it by sitting cross-legged. Seeing the opportunity, the others swarmed up and slashed at her.

"Miss Caiyun!"

"ah!"

"do not want!"

A collective gasp rippled through the crowd! The stable girls who couldn't get there in time panicked, and the women who had been watching and crowding around also rushed out involuntarily.

"Ah!" Seeing that things were not going well, Madam Cheng actually tried to shield the enemy with her own body.

In an instant, Caiyun might be splattered with blood on the spot.

In the moment of crisis, the usually dull and dazed third sister, who only knew how to eat and sit idly, suddenly kicked up a cloud of dust, blinding several Japanese soldiers.

"Hey!" No one knows what Caiyun did, but she suddenly sat up straight, pushed away Cheng Niangzi who came to block the knife with her left hand, and stabbed the third sister who was closest to her with a knife and was standing there throwing sand with her right hand. She also pushed her away with the momentum to dodge the knife coming from the left, and then retreated to avoid the knives of the other two Japanese.

Within a few moves, the coachman and the old women arrived, and the women began to waver. Some grabbed knives, while others grabbed whatever they had. One even came over with a small stool.

Caiyun was shocked to see this. These were all people with no real combat experience. If they encountered Japanese soldiers later, they would definitely be killed or injured. She shouted and rushed over again, wanting to take care of the remaining three Japanese soldiers.

Unexpectedly, the old women and the coachman had knives. The Japanese soldiers were already surrounded, but they didn't dare to make a move.

Before Caiyun and Cheng Niangzi could reach them, Wu Xia, bare-legged and wielding a long sword, stepped forward and thrust! With a "thud!" Wu Xia, just as Caiyun had taught her, executed a powerful and precise thrust, piercing through the still menacing Japanese man. Blood splattered all over Wu Xia, but she remained calm, quickly and decisively withdrawing her sword. The Japanese man fell straight down.

The last remaining Japanese man, seeing the menacing Song people before him, suddenly became afraid. He threw down his sword, knelt on the ground, and kept kowtowing and begging for mercy, muttering incomprehensible words.

The grooms paused, looked at each other, and wondered what to do.

Caiyun was about to say something.

"Pfft! Uh!" The Japanese man fell to the ground, stunned and dying with his eyes wide open.