Rebirth: Making a Fortune in Ancient Times

"Lord, the wounds of those two brothers have stopped bleeding, but they can't move yet," Vice-General Zhao reported to Xia Yu half an hour later.

Looking at the sun in the sky, after what just happened, it has already sunk below the treetops, and it will be completely dark in half an hour at most. Looking at the surrounding environment, it's clear this isn't a good place to set up camp.

"Let those two brothers ride in my car. We need to get out of here quickly and find a suitable place to set up camp as soon as possible," Xia Yu said to Deputy General Zhao.

"My lord, I have already sent men to the outpost ahead. There is a village about seven or eight miles ahead after this hill. It is a good place to set up camp, but I suspect that this group of robbers may be related to that village."

"It'll be dark soon, and we can't go much further anyway. This place isn't suitable for camping, so let's go to the vicinity of that village and find a suitable place to camp so that everyone can be more alert during the night." Hearing Deputy General Zhao's words, Xia Yu sighed helplessly.

"Yes, then I will send someone to the village again to inquire about the situation and see if there is any danger."

"Okay, where's my dad? I haven't seen him yet," Xia Yu asked, noticing that she hadn't seen Zhang Youtie.

"The Duke has led his men to the rear to check the situation," Deputy General Zhao replied.

“Alright, let’s set off immediately. Carry those two people to my carriage, and those who are injured and can’t ride horses, please sit in the carriage as well.” Xia Yu looked up at the sky again and said.

When the supply convoy set off again, this time their pace was noticeably faster than before. They wanted to leave the area where they had just escaped the bandits as quickly as possible.

"Nineteen, go to the back of the group and be careful of thieves. Also, be careful of your own safety." Xia Yu rode his horse beside his parents' carriage and instructed Nineteen.

"Miss, let me stay by your side." Nineteen was worried about Xia Yu and feared she might encounter danger.

"I know what I'm doing. Go ahead and be careful."

Nineteen knew that she couldn't be persuaded to change her mind, so she said...

"Miss, please be careful. Sister Daniu, please protect the young lady."

"I know, Nineteen, be careful too," the big girl on the other side of the carriage replied.

"Xiaxia, you'd better get inside the carriage. What if you get hurt by swords or knives?" Inside the carriage, Madam Liu spoke to Xia Yu, her face filled with anxiety. They had just passed the area where the fight had taken place, and she had seen a lot of blood. There were also unburnt corpses on both sides of the road, a horrifying sight.

"Mother, have you forgotten that your daughter knows kung fu? Only the leader of those robbers knows some kung fu; the rest are just a bunch of rabble. Don't worry, they can't hurt your daughter," Xia Yu comforted Liu Shi.

The village was still some distance from the main road, and the people who had gone into the village to investigate had returned.

“General, I just went to that village to investigate. There are some strange things, but I can’t quite put my finger on them. I also met the village chief. He said there seems to be a group of bandits nearby who have been loitering around here for several days. However, they only rob wealthy people who come and go, and they haven’t targeted ordinary people or gone into the village.”

"Alright, pass down the order to rest here for today." At the head of the group, Deputy General Zhao saw the distant lights and knew they were not far from the village. He raised his hand to signal the others to stop.

The order was given, and everyone gathered in their assigned groups. Some cooked, some unloaded trucks, and some fed the livestock. Everything was busy yet orderly. Fires were lit one after another, quickly attracting the attention of the villagers.

Within fifteen minutes, an elderly man in his fifties led a dozen or so young men carrying torches toward them.

"May I ask, sir, are you planning to spend the night here?" the old man asked the soldier respectfully.

"Yes, that's right. Our general is over there. If you have any questions, old man, you can go and ask our general." The soldier said to the old man while he was busy with his work.

Following the direction he was pointing, the old man saw Deputy General Zhao, dressed in armor, talking to someone. He thanked the soldier and then led his men toward the general.

"Sir, I am the village chief of Huo Family Village. Does the general intend to spend the night here?"

"Indeed, may I ask what advice you may have, sir?"

"I wouldn't presume to offer advice, but things haven't been very peaceful here lately. With so much stuff you're transporting, bandits might come. It would be safer for you to stay in our village for the night."

"Don't those robbers rob your village?" Deputy General Zhao squinted at the old man in front of him. His face was ruddy, and he seemed to be living a good life.

"Our villagers have built several secret passages to avoid those bandits. When the time comes, you all move all these things into the secret passages, and the bandits won't be able to find them, so they'll leave naturally. Ah..." The old man suddenly cried out in pain before he could finish speaking. Looking down, he saw that the other man's knife had already pierced through his stomach.

"Do I look like a fool to you?" Deputy General Zhao gritted his teeth and slowly pulled the knife out of the old man's stomach.

Then he reached out and shoved his hand across the other man's face, pulling off the old man's goatee and revealing his smooth chin.

Deputy General Zhao moved so fast that the dozen or so people who came with him hadn't even had time to react before the man dressed as an old man was lying on the ground with a large hole in his stomach gushing blood, gasping for breath.

"Ah, the boss has been killed! Brothers, get him!" one of the men shouted.

The soldiers who were cooking had drawn their swords and slashed at the dozen or so men the moment the old man let out his first cry of pain.

Unexpectedly, these people actually possessed some martial arts skills. For a moment, these valiant soldiers, skilled in battle, clashed with the enemy's short swords and found themselves at a disadvantage. Fearing to accidentally injure their own men, everyone fought with hesitant and timid movements.

"Get out of the way, let me do it." A woman's voice, as sweet as a tinkling bell, suddenly came from behind the crowd.

Then a lithe figure, carrying a round object, leaped over the heads of the crowd and into the encirclement.

When she landed, everyone saw that what she was carrying was actually a millstone.

She swung the large millstone with great force, and those she swept away screamed as they flew through the air.

The soldiers surrounding her quickly retreated to avoid being caught in her ferocious fighting style. Keep in mind that the millstone weighed over a hundred pounds; being hit by it would either kill or cripple them.

Meanwhile, in a nearby village, dozens of people dressed in black were quietly making their way towards the army's encampment.

About four or five hundred meters from the camp, the people who were hurrying along found that their path was blocked by two pretty little girls.

"Heh, we've really struck gold today! Not only is there grain, but also beauties." Although the men in front couldn't see Xia Yu and her companion's faces clearly, they could tell from their figures that they were definitely beauties.