When Ding Wu and his men arrived, Zhou Zheng's men had just arrived. On the ground, Zhou Zheng's body was nailed firmly to the ground by a sword, and He Lao Da and Wei Yang had disappeared.
Zhou Zheng is dead.
Zhou Zheng, the eldest son of the Zhou family business, the most beloved son of Mr. Zhou, who was originally scheduled to take over the Zhou family, has died.
The men in the caravan following him immediately had red eyes, not out of hatred, but out of fear. If they fought, they could still have a chance to survive, but if they didn't, they would just have to wait for Zhou's Cargo Company to kill them all.
This battle was named "Dragon-Tiger Fight" by the caravan.
The Zhou family caravan had 157 people, 31 of them died, 78 were seriously injured, and the rest all fled and disappeared. The Eagle caravan had 92 people plus the 12 people escorting Wei Yang, a total of 104 people, 27 were seriously injured, countless were slightly injured, and no one was dead.
The Eagle Caravan became famous in one battle.
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Weiyang rolled down the hillside a few times before being stopped by a tree trunk. She was in so much pain that she wanted to faint immediately. The pain of being scratched by branches, the pain of her left arm hitting rocks, the pain of stones on the ground hitting her body, the pain of rain hitting her body... ...
She had never felt such pain before. For a moment, she thought she might die. If she died, what would happen to her elder sister? What would happen to Xu'er
That day, when they left Luoshui, Madam Qian combed her hair carefully. She knew that Madam Qian combed her hair well, and her elder sister liked it best. For her, her elder sister sent Madam Qian to the Su family. At the critical moment, Madam Qian didn't take anyone else with her, but only took her out.
Madam Qian said, "Ninth Miss, the Su family depends on you! The Queen depends on you! His Royal Highness the Crown Prince depends on you!"
What could she do? She actually didn't want to do anything. She would rather be hung together with her mother, sisters-in-law and nieces by a white silk.
Death is not scary, what is scary is living in fear of the unknown.
At that time, she seemed to have asked Aunt Qian the same question: "What can I do?"
Madam Qian said, "You don't have to do anything. Just stay by General Yan's side and someone will do it for you."
Can the little uncle help her? But the little uncle is a general, he has to go to rescue the officers and soldiers and the people of Yancheng, he can't stay by her side.
Who will help her
When no one helps you, it is better to rely on yourself. Wei Yang struggled to get up, her left arm was in excruciating pain, and she wanted to cry.
But she couldn't die, she had to run away, far away from here, and couldn't be caught. If she was caught, the Su family couldn't rely on her, the eldest sister couldn't rely on her, and Xu'er couldn't rely on her.
Weiyang had never been so strong before. In the dark night, with heavy rain pouring down, she stumbled towards an even darker place.
As long as you can hide, anywhere will do.
When He Lao Da killed Zhou Zheng and found her holding the Night Pearl, she was like a rag doll, with her eyes wide open in fear, watching He Lao Da approach. He stretched out his hands tremblingly, wanting to hug her but afraid of touching her wounds and aggravating her injuries.
"Don't be afraid, I'll take you back." He Lao Da gently placed the night-light pearl in her hand, and then reached out to hold her after she took it. But she was still a child after all, and when she saw a familiar person, she couldn't help but say with tears in her eyes: "He Lao Da, it hurts."
This sentence was like a curse, deeply nailed into He Lao Da's heart and melted into his bones and blood, and could never be eradicated.