The Ugly Woman's Country Life: The Mountain Man Loves His Wife to the Extreme <<< Chapter 3807: Be Quiet

A faint smell of blood hung in the air over the stream.

She quickly got up and cautiously looked around.

Everything is normal.

Could it be flowing down from upstream?

She drew out the golden soft whip from her waist, silently approaching upstream.

Several men, five or six of them, were lying on the ground by the riverbank, scattered in all directions. Each one was covered in blood. Two of them had fallen half into the water, and their blood flowed out into the river with a gurgling sound.

Yang Ruqing frowned, thankfully she hadn't drunk the stream water before.

These people's attire doesn't look like that of Luofeng Tang's national army, nor does it resemble that of the Han army.

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But to say they are common people, who would carry such a long curved sword with them?

Could this be bandits? Robbers? A mountain king?

Then they just happened to clash with passing Han troops or National Guard soldiers, and ended up getting killed?

Thinking of this, Yang Ruohong quickly squatted down and individually checked the injuries of these fellows. The weapons used by the National Guard, the way they attacked, and the impact area of the wounds...

All of this, Yang Ruqing was well aware of.

Why?

Because the leader of the National Defense Army was Luofeng Tang, and the head instructor was also personally trained by Luofeng Tang.

Therefore, both the officers and soldiers of the National Army all followed Luo Fengtang's style.

After checking several, looking at the wounds, Yang Ruqing decisively ruled out the National Guard.

Among the five or six people, almost all had lost vital signs. When Yang Ruqing came to the last person, she saw that this person's injuries were the most severe, and blood flowed like a river beneath him. Please note that the input you provided was just an HTML tag. I have removed it from my response as requested. Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

She shook her head and turned to leave.

Suddenly, someone grabbed my ankle.

Turning her head, she saw the man who was most injured and lying on the ground. His big hand gripped her ankle tightly. He struggled to raise his head, gathering the last bit of strength in his body into a single sentence: "Save, save me!"

After he finished speaking, his fingers loosened, and his head drooped. He was completely unconscious.

"Report!"

A small soldier rode a fast horse through the thick darkness ahead, charging into the middle of this team like an arrow. He arrived in front of the man riding a black steed.

“Report, General, a scout has sent word from the front!” The soldier pulled out a letter from his bosom and handed it to Luofengtang.

Luo Fengtang raised his hand, the soldier retreated, and Xie, the deputy general, stepped forward behind him, holding a torch in his hand.

By the light of Xie's deputy's torch, Luofengtang spread out the letter.

In just a few words, Luofengtang had already scanned through it.

He raised his head and looked out at the dark expanse before him. From within the darkness, he could faintly hear the sound of the river rushing.

"General? What's the situation ahead?" asked Xie, the deputy general.

That night, after facing off against Wu Xiong's army in Tianhai County, Wu Xiong retreated steadily and fled eastward.

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The general personally led the National Army in pursuit, but unexpectedly, several cities to the east had already fallen to the Han army.

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These hills, ravines, and rivers have long been set with layers of traps by the Han army.

The general led everyone through hardships and dangers, overcoming obstacles and defeating enemy troops, greatly suppressing the momentum of the Han army.

But when they entered this hilly region, because the terrain was uneven and there were obstacles along the way, Wu Xiong's fleeing soldiers, who could have been caught within half a day, were unexpectedly left behind.

Moreover, there is no sign of him yet.

Hearing Deputy General Xie's question, Luo Fengtang came to his senses.

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“Han army troops were discovered twenty miles ahead. Send the order down, have all troops accelerate their march, and arrive at Tongtian River ahead of them within half an hour to intercept them before they cross!”

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I will follow your orders, Vice-General. I'll go and deliver the message right away.

Luo Feng Tang looked ahead, a pair of deep and dark eyes narrowed slightly. His cold face was full of determination!

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When Luofengtang made a hasty march that night, Yang Ruqing stopped pursuing.

Why?

Because she ultimately stayed, she saved the life of that stranger she had met.

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When she was cleaning his wounds, she seriously doubted that if it were an ordinary person who had suffered such grievous injuries, they would have already kicked the bucket.

Even if he could be bled to death, this man never stopped breathing and even waited for her arrival.

Her wound had been treated and the bleeding stopped. Now she was out hunting, catching a wild trout from a stream and gathering some wild mushrooms to help him recover.

When she returned to a nearby cave with the roasted fish, she found that the person who should have been lying there was struggling to crawl out of the opening.

"Oh my god, if you're going to die, don't pull on my ankle and beg me to save you before you do," Yang Ruohong rolled her eyes.

"I saved you, and even stitched up your wound. You shouldn't be crawling this far when you should be lying still! You ripped your wound open again, and your blood isn't worth anything, but my medicine is expensive, man. Don't waste it like this!"

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Hearing Yang Ruohui's reprimand, the man on the ground struggled to raise his head. He looked at the young woman in men's clothing standing at the mouth of the cave, still holding a branch with a golden-roasted fat fish skewered on it.

“Auntie, young lady, thank you for saving my life!” he said, almost gasping for air with every word.

"I, I want to go find my brothers..." He said again.

But what about those who were lying with you by the stream earlier?

The man nodded, his eyes burning with urgency and pleading: "How are they doing? Please, miss, save them!"

Yang Ruqing shrugged and said, "There's no saving them. When I found you guys, you were the only one still breathing. The rest had already been dead for a long time!"

“What?” The man was stunned, his eyes widening. “All... all dead?”

"Well, they all died, you're the only one lucky enough to be alive and meet your elder sister. Otherwise, you would have died too," Yang Ruoqing said.

The man didn't seem to believe Yang Ruqing's words, or perhaps he did but couldn't fully accept it at that moment. He lay on the ground for a long time without any reaction.

>He just tensed up all over. After a long silence, he slammed his fist into the ground and buried his head, letting out a muffled groan.

Yang Ruqing looked at him, and couldn't help but be a little stunned.

Many people when they encounter sad things, are either weeping loudly, or fainting. When they wake up again, they curse heaven and earth.

Some even went so far as to seek death or a way to survive.

But this man, his way of expressing grief and anger was so unique.

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Watching him punch the ground again and again, his fingers were broken, and his back was covered in blood. This guy smashed his fists until they were bloody, but he didn't feel any pain at all, as if he was swinging a watermelon.

This is too much...

"Are you being chased by enemies?" Yang Ruqing asked.

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He ignored it, still venting his grief in his own way.

"Stop it! Everyone is already dead. Even if you smash your fists into pulp, they won't come back to life!" Yang Ruqing continued.

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“Your brother, that little girl, knows nothing!” He suddenly raised his head and roared at Yang Ruqing.

“They were my brothers who shared life and death, they died to protect me. You woman, you know nothing, be quiet!”

He roared again, his crimson eyes blazing with fiery intensity.

Veins on his forehead bulged one by one, his tear-streaked face contorted into a hideous grimace.

Genius one second: m.

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