The peasant girl who escaped the desert: she cried when she found the cruel prince

Chapter 51
Huo Shen was still sitting at the front of the car with an indifferent expression. Everyone else was busy confronting the enemy, but he acted as if it had nothing to do with him and stayed out of it.

Haitang wielded a knife and cut off the arm of a refugee who wanted to climb into the car. Wanbaoquan stood behind Haitang to block the refugees who were rushing forward.

The little picker in the distance saw Huo Shen shivering. Su Shi thought he was frightened by the tragedy in front of him, and hurriedly hugged him and covered his eyes: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, we will be fine!"

Jingli didn't have time to think about it, so she swung her knife and went into the killing, killing seven or eighty people. The dead bodies on the ground were covered with blood, and the refugees who had lost their minds slowly returned to reason and became afraid.

This group of people is a tough nut to crack. The men and women, including the eldest girls and young wives, all have fierce eyes. Even a young man like Jing Ye is not timid in wielding a sickle.

Their desire dominated by hunger was finally extinguished, and each one of them walked forward with numb eyes again.

Jingli and the others did not dare to relax, waving their bright machetes from time to time, reminding these people that if they dared to come forward, it would be up to the sword to see if they would show mercy.

A woman was kneeling on the roadside with her helpless baby in her arms: "Please kindhearted people, please give me something to stutter. My son hasn't had a bite to eat in several days."

A little girl of that age was kneeling on the roadside: "Grandma, please give me something to eat. Give me something to eat. I can be a cow or a horse."

Jingli turned a blind eye and walked over. The cruelty of the apocalypse had already tempered her heart of stone. This world could never be solved with a mouthful of water. She did not have the ability to save the people in the world and protect No. [-]. It's already good enough for people to live in the Northland.

Mr. Jing shed tears all the time. Who doesn’t want to save people?But it can't be done. Once the opening is opened, the situation will be unstoppable and the whole village will die here.

Mrs. Ge and Widow Qin held the cake in their hands, squeezed it again and again, but finally did not throw it away. If someone robbed it, they would be the culprits who harmed everyone.

It wasn't until evening that I finally got rid of the refugees behind me, and actually followed a group of people with carriages from a distance.

Jing Li felt relieved now. At least the other party looked richer than her group, so she didn't have to worry about others coming to snatch food.

She wasn't worried about others, but they were worried about them. Most of this group of people, old and young, had blood on their bodies. It looked like they had just experienced a fierce battle.

The men had fierce eyes, and the women looked like they were not to be trifled with. The things piled high on the car must have been robbed just now.

Jing Dafu just wanted to step forward and say a few words to him. We are both from a wealthy family. It would be fine if we go in the same direction and go together.

Jing Li stopped him because the other party's guard had already drawn his sword and looked at the group of them coldly.

Jing Li looked at each other unceremoniously and said, "We don't mean to disturb you. We all go our own way. Please don't do anything at will!"

The other guard was still standing coldly holding his sword, Dalang and others also drew their swords, and the two sides were in a tense stalemate.

Jing Li stepped forward and said, "We have no intention of robbing, but we have to rush to the front to rest. Please give way and let us pass."

The other party still refused to give in. Just when Jingli's patience was about to run out, a tall and burly man came over. It seemed that he was the captain of the guard. He took a look at Jingli's group and saw that although they were all in rags, they were all dressed in rags. Their bodies were stained with blood, but they were all full of energy. They must have just fought with the refugees and seen blood.The guard captain raised his hand to give way to others. Jing Li nodded slightly to express his gratitude, and then hurried over in front of the group.

When Jing Dafu passed by, he waved his fist at the guards. Who was he guarding against?We are not those refugees who rob everyone we see. If we want to rob, we are robbing bandits.

The guard was so angry that he reached out and wanted to draw his sword, but was stopped by the guard captain: "Don't make trouble easily, this group of people is not simple!"

Jingli and the others walked a few more miles before they saw a winding river, and then happily said: "Let's rest here tonight!"

Everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief. They had been exhausted along the way. From morning to now, there were many fights between the victims, so there was no time for people to breathe.

Jing Li took the wine out of the car and said, "Dalang, take the aunts' clean cotton cloths and dip them in wine to clean the wounds of the injured. Only after they are clean can you apply medicine."

Dalang took the order and left. Sister A taught him how to deal with wounds, so he naturally knew the importance of wiping them with wine.

Jing Li warned again: "Remember, no one can drink this wine. It is all used to clean wounds. Please watch carefully."

The wine was taken from the Wuzuishan cottage, but it had been replaced by disinfectant alcohol by Jingli.There are currently no conditions for making alcohol, and the materials in the space are limited, so they must not be wasted.

The men cleaned the wounds, the old ladies hurriedly buried the pots to cook, and the women cleaned the clothes for the men of each family. Zhao Orion, the blacksmith, Lao Wangtou and others checked one by one to see if the vehicles were damaged, and whether the mules and other livestock were damaged. No injuries.

After the men bandaged their wounds and the old men washed and watered the animals, the carriage team from behind also arrived.

Everyone was exhausted and gathered together to prepare for a meal. The mules and cows were put aside to let them eat some grass. Even the children were not energetic and lay lazily in the arms of the adults. Naturally, they had no time to pay attention to the people behind them. Someone is coming.

There are three carriages and four mule carriages in this carriage team. The horses and mules are carefully selected at first glance. They are all smooth and strong.

One of the guards glanced at the animals by the river, frowned and went to the guard captain: "Captain, some of their mules are ours."

The captain of the guard heard this and looked in the direction. Sure enough, it was the mule vehicle that had been robbed by bandits in Wuzui Mountain before. He felt a little wary. The bandits were not just ordinary people. They looked like farmers from the countryside. So how did these mules come into their hands?Could it be that they have some collusion with the bandits?
Jingli was washing her hair by the river. She felt that blood had froze her hair and was caked on her scalp.

Putting the fragrant soap aside and actually taking out the shampoo to wash her hair, Lan'er on the side couldn't help but said: "Ali, your fragrant soap is different from other people's. Other people's ones don't have such a fragrant fragrance and so much foam."

Jing Li smiled and said nothing, and continued to wash her hair. Her eyes were blurred by the shampoo: "Lan'er, give me the handkerchief next to you!"

The handkerchief was handed over, and Jingli reached out to take it, but bumped into the other person's hand. Then she wiped her eyes with excitement and looked up, only to see Huo Shen looking at her with a smile, still holding her handkerchief.

Jingli took the handkerchief and wiped her hair. What disease could this man have now?Where is his world-weary face that wants to die?
The two of them were silent, and a girl Tingting walked over: "This young master."

(End of this chapter)