A Farm Girl: Three Acres of Fertile Land Can Be Exchanged for a Country

"meeting!"

Wutong gritted her teeth, grabbed the back of the colt, and, imitating Li Duwei, climbed onto the horse.

It looks easy, but it's actually quite difficult.

Her weak legs had no strength to climb up; they reached into the air and fell back down, her hands also becoming flustered.

With a scream, he landed on his bottom, wincing in pain.

The man who had recruited the soldiers earlier couldn't stand it anymore and came over, saying, "This kid is utterly useless, Commander Li, let's choose someone else."

Before Lieutenant Li could reply, Mo Xing panicked. Ignoring the pain in his buttocks, he forced himself to mount his horse again.

This time she succeeded.

Sitting on the swaying horse, wiping away sweat with lingering fear, Wutong laughed and said, "See, I told you I could do it."

Lieutenant Li laughed heartily, whipped his horse, and charged off like an arrow.

"drive!"

Wutong squeezed the horse's belly with her legs, and the foal snorted but didn't move.

She tried for a long time, and seeing that Lieutenant Li was almost out of sight, she turned back to the recruiter and pleaded for help: "Brother, please help me, I beg you..."

The recruiter rolled his eyes impatiently, drew his short sword from his waist, and stabbed the horse's rump!

The colt let out a pitiful cry and galloped away with the phoenix tree in its hooves.

When they caught up with Commandant Li, Wutong felt like his internal organs were about to fall out.

Lieutenant Li calmly gripped the reins and asked, "We're going to ride a hundred li to Wuxing City. Can we manage?"

Even if you can't hold on, you have to!

Wutong barely managed to raise her hand, exhausted, and made an "K" sign to him, saying, "N-no problem..."

Before she could finish speaking, the colt suddenly kicked her high, knocking her to the ground.

The sycamore tree landed and rolled a few times, then lay there motionless, feeling as if all its strength had been drained away. It had never felt this bad, not even when riding a roller coaster before.

Lieutenant Li swiftly grabbed the horse's reins and asked her, "How are you?"

Wutong waved his hand, pushed himself up with both hands, and limped forward, grabbing the foal's back.

Lieutenant Li stopped her and said, "General Abdo is in a hurry to get men. If you really can't handle them, you can ride with me."

Riding together?

Riding a horse is bound to be bumpy, and if the two people's bodies touch, wouldn't her true gender be exposed?

Which army would want a woman as a bodyguard...?

Wutong quickly shook her head: "No need, no need, I'll get used to it."

Li Duwei looked at her for a while, said nothing, loosened the reins of her horse, and walked forward on his own.

Wutong took a deep breath, cheered himself up, and squeezed the horse's belly hard, wobbling as he followed.

I thought that Lieutenant Li's statement about riding a hundred li was just a figure of speech, but I didn't expect it to be a real hundred li.

The two set off at dusk, and by the time they arrived at the so-called Wuxing City, it was already bright daylight.

Looking at the Wuxing City Gate a hundred meters away, Wutong felt as if she were in another world; she was utterly exhausted.

Besides her being tired, the foal beneath her was also tired, its pace noticeably slowing down.

When they were still a short distance from the city gate, their legs finally gave way and they collapsed to the ground.

Wutong fell off its back, rolled a few times, and used her last bit of strength to try to pull it up. Unexpectedly, a force suddenly came from her back, and she was lifted up. In a dizzying moment, she was already behind Li Duwei, riding a horse with him.

Wutong was so frightened that she became much more alert and said in a low voice, "Perhaps...perhaps I should go in myself..."

She'd rather be tired than have her true gender discovered and have worked for nothing.

Li Duwei's face was stern and unsmiling: "Stop talking nonsense."

Wutong immediately shut her mouth.

With Lieutenant Li's help, the two quickly entered the city.

Wuxing City was clearly much better than Nan'an City. It was market day, and the streets were crowded with people buying and selling, with shouts and calls filling the air.

Lieutenant Li rode his horse through the crowd with an expressionless face, looking exceptionally imposing.

Wutong was worried that someone would notice something was amiss, so she kept her head down. However, a breeze carried the aroma of steamed buns to her, and a feeling of hunger immediately welled up inside her.

The journey was smooth.

At the end of the street stood a large mansion, guarded inside and out by countless soldiers, each carrying a large sword, who bowed to them upon seeing them.

"Commander Li."

Where is General Abdo?

"I was summoned to the Prince's residence early this morning."

Lieutenant Li grunted in response, dismounted, and pulled Wutong down by the collar while Wutong was still in a daze.

He instructed the soldiers to take his horse away and feed it some hay, then walked into the house.

Wutong dared not drop out again and quickly followed.

He pushed open a door, inside which was a low table resembling a tea table, with several cushions wrapped in coarse cloth beside it.

There's a bookshelf on the left, piled with a jumble of things.

On the right was a row of weapons, arranged haphazardly, their blades gleaming coldly.

Whose room is this?

The space is quite large, but the things are scattered and disorganized, which shows that the owner doesn't like to tidy up.

Wutong peeked in from outside the door, but Li Duwei pushed her inside with one hand and said, "Don't move around here. Wait for General Abdo to come back."

"Uh... ok."

She nodded, and Lieutenant Li left.

The courtyard was empty, and occasionally one could hear the sounds of drills being practiced; it was unclear what was happening outside.

Wutong stood alone for a while, then decided it was best to keep a low profile. She went back to the table, picked up a futon, and sat down quietly.

The body may behave itself, but the stomach cannot.

She couldn't remember how many days she hadn't eaten; she only knew that if she continued to starve, she would soon meet her maker.

When will General Abdo return?

Will he feed her when he comes back?

Did God deliberately arrange for her to travel to this place so that she would starve to death in this foreign land?

Wutong was unwilling to give up, so she got up and walked outside, wanting to find a kitchen or something to eat first.

However, they hadn't gone far when they were forced back by soldiers with knives.

This is driving people crazy!

She leaned against the table in grief and indignation, her consciousness gradually fading.

As night deepened, the wooden door creaked open, and several men in armor walked in.

The leader was tall and strong, like a bear, with a thick beard that would make even a bear envious.

Among the people following behind was Li Duwei, who had brought Wutong with him.

The leader laughed heartily as he walked: "Haha, today's visit to the Prince's mansion has truly broadened my horizons. To find such divine weapons, how can we not be victorious in battle!"