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

Chapter 46 has broken in.

Ignoring the lingering pain in her wound, she quickly put on her shoes and coat, casually donned a coarse cloth hat, grabbed her short sword, and ran outside.

As they rushed to the front yard, a familiar-looking soldier rushed over: "It's all over, it's all over! Commander Wu's men have been scattered, and the city gates are about to break down!"

Wutong grabbed him and asked, "What happened?"

The soldier shouted, "We can't find the general, Lieutenant Li is nowhere to be found, and Lieutenant Wu has been scattered. We're doomed!"

"No, no, how could we be finished?" Wutong asked, completely bewildered. "Where are all of us?"

There are tens of thousands of soldiers stationed outside Dagua Town.

The soldiers complained, "What's the use of having more people? Nobody's going to help! The Dongqi people came in through the side gate, and we're stationed at the main gate. Even if we manage to get all our men here, it'll take at least half an hour! Half an hour! By then, they'll have already looted and gone home!"

Wutong had never fought in a war; he only knew a little about it from Abdo.

The people of Dongqi had little interest in territory; their purpose in attacking the city was simply to plunder.

But the people in Dagua Town live in peace and contentment. If they are robbed like this, how will they live in the future?

Wutong quickly told the soldier the location of the brothel and told him to go there to find Abudo, while she ran outside to see how the battle was going.

She felt the general's mansion was chaotic, but once she left, she realized what true chaos really meant.

There wasn't a single proper stall to be seen on the street anymore. Everyone was carrying their belongings and running home for their lives. Soldiers could be seen moving around from time to time. They were disorganized, unarmed, and extremely scattered.

She mounted Fufu and rode it toward the side gate. As she got closer to the gate, she saw more and more soldiers in front of her.

Most of them were carrying weapons and were injured, running desperately backwards.

Wutong grabbed a man who had been slashed in the shoulder and asked, "Where is Commandant Wu?"

The man looked horrified and stammered, "N-I don't know..."

Wutong had no choice but to let go of him and continue rushing forward.

Unexpectedly, as she rushed to a street corner, a sharp arrow flew past her nose and embedded itself in the wall of a nearby house, carving several centimeters into the stone wall.

Wutong had never seen anything like this before. Her heart skipped a beat. Hearing shouts from the side, she belatedly turned around and saw a strangely dressed, bearded man waving a horsewhip at her, the sharp barbs on the whip reflecting a cold light.

Are these the people of the Eastern Qi Dynasty?

As if by some kind of self-reflex, the brain controlled the body to bend down in that instant, dodging the man's whip.

Wutong finally regained some of its senses, spurred the horse's belly, and controlled Fufu to turn around and charge forward.

The man pursued relentlessly, speaking in a language that Wutong couldn't understand, cracking his whip with the force of thunder.

This can't go on like this!

The opponent's horse is big; her horse definitely can't outrun it.

When the whip comes, it will tear off a layer of her flesh.

Wutong forced herself to calm down and desperately tried to think of a solution. Suddenly, she saw two doorposts standing outside the shop in front of her. She was overjoyed, tightened the reins, and controlled Fufu to rush towards the middle of the doorposts.

The Dongqi man could only see her, not what was blocked by her body, and rushed over as well.

After Wutong rushed between the gateposts, she pulled hard on the reins, and Fufu turned its head sharply ninety degrees, squeezing out through the gap less than half a meter wide behind the gateposts.

The people of Dongqi finally saw what was happening before them and tried to stop, but it was too late.

Da Ma rushed between the doorposts, smashed through the wooden door, and startled the family hiding inside, who screamed in fright.

His whip, which he swung through the air, became entangled in the doorpost, its sharp spikes embedded tightly in the wood, impossible to shake off.

Taking this opportunity, Wutong hardened her heart, rushed up, hooked her arm around his neck, and used all her strength to force him to lie back.

The man struggled incessantly, striking her chest hard with his elbow; Wutong was soon unable to hold him down.

She glanced at the panicked people, then at the Dongqi men chasing after her, gritted her teeth, raised her short sword, and slashed it across his throat.

Blood spurted three meters high.

Wutong was splashed all over her, the hot liquid flowing down her hair, making her look like a demon crawling out of hell, utterly terrifying.

The family's screams were even more agonizing. Wutong herself was stunned by the spray, her whole body, from her eyelids to her fingertips, trembling. It took her a while to recover.

She killed someone.

The thought bombarded her mind like an electric shock. Wutong thought she would collapse on the spot, but when she saw that someone was chasing after her, she calmly pushed her still trembling body off the horse and rode Fufu forward.

Finally, they rushed to the side door. The main door was wide open on one side, while the other side was knocked to the ground. There were many damaged parts on the wall.

The two groups clashed here, and many corpses lay on the ground, most of them wearing the uniforms of soldiers from the southern border.

Wutong looked around and saw a familiar figure riding a horse at full speed in the alley. He immediately rushed over.

"Where are you going? Don't the soldiers care?"

The rider was Wu Datou. He didn't even stop when he heard the noise, and said with annoyance, "Get out of my way!"

Wutong said to Fufu, "I'm sorry, I made you suffer a little."

After saying that, she stabbed Fufu in the buttocks with her short sword. Fufu neighed and galloped forward. Wutong quickly caught up with Wu Datou, grabbed his armor and flipped it down, knocking him to the ground. Then she jumped off her horse as well.

The two horses, now without their master, ran forward for a while before stopping at a dead end.

Wu Datou got up from the ground, his weapon nowhere to be found, and with his hands empty, he punched Wutong: "Are you fucking crazy?"

The sycamore tree was hit and fell backward, but luckily the courtyard wall was behind it, so it didn't fall over.

She wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and said, "I should be asking you that! You, a dignified deputy general, where do you think you're going to run after a defeat?"

Wu Datou was furious: "You, a mere bodyguard, dare to tell me what to do? Do you think you're above the law?"

Wutong said, "All I know is that since you've eaten the military rations of the Southern Frontier, you have to dedicate yourself to the Southern Frontier!"

Wu Datou glanced at her, then threw another punch: "Go to hell!"

As he turned to leave after the attack, a short sword was thrust at his throat, its blade still stained with fresh blood.

Turning his head, Wutong looked at him expressionlessly.

Because she was rather short, she had to stand on tiptoe to hold the sword, but her imposing presence was in no way weak.

"Go outside and call in reinforcements, or I'll kill you."

Wu Datou glared at him: "You dare!"

Wutong gave a cold laugh: "Do you think I dare?"

The alley was quiet, the horses were snorting, and screams could be heard from outside from time to time.

Time ticked by, and Wu Datou remained hesitant.

Wutong pushed the sword forward, its sharp blade pressing against his skin.

She was covered in blood, but her eyes were exceptionally bright.

End of this chapter