Chapter 100 Intercepting the Sand Thieves

The caravan owner made friends with bandits and promised to pay a lot of money, hoping to get more beauties from the Southern Dynasty and sell them to the grassland, making a lot of money.

Not all the poor herdsmen in the grasslands were poor, like the leaders of some large tribes, all with large pastures and livestock, powerful and wealthy, no less than the princes and princes of the Song and Liao dynasties.

Just like Wu Ba, the big customer of this transaction, was the chief of a large tribe of Shubu. He had a great power covering a large area of ​​grassland and was even named king by the Khitans. His family was extremely rich and he often bought some luxury goods such as ivory, jade, ceramics, etc. from the caravan owner. This time, he heard a Khitan talk about the beauty of the Southern Dynasty. He was gentle and graceful, with equal importance of beauty and wisdom. He could not find such a woman on the whole grassland, which made him very curious. Therefore, he was willing to pay a lot of money to buy some Han women from this familiar caravan owner, wanting to try it out. What is the difference between them and the Tubu women on their own grassland?

When doing business, as a qualified businessman, you naturally have to meet the needs of customers. Moreover, there is still a lot of income to earn, so the caravan owners naturally cannot neglect such big customers. Therefore, the risk of making friends with bandits and buying girls from the Southern Dynasty occurs.

At this time, Xie Xiaowan was sitting in the carriage, with a pale face, but she was still trying hard to keep her calm. Her slender hands were tightly held by two white jade-like little hands, and they were so tight that they almost pinched her wrists.

The pair of smooth little hands were trembling violently, showing the fear in the heart of the master who was holding hands.

It was a girl of fourteen or fifteen years old, with a tender and beautiful face, with a pair of grabbing buns on her head, a pair of big watery eyes, black and shiny, extremely lively, but it was filled with tears of panic. Her weak body was trembling gently, pressing tightly against Xie Xiaowan, as if this was the only way to rely on her and not be lonely and helpless.

Xie Xiaowan sighed in her heart, stroked Ye Ting'er's hair with a slender hand, and gently patted her thin shoulders, as if comforting her, and as if using this action to soothe her wildly beating the center of the earth.

She was younger than herself. She was also kidnapped and resold by the bandits, and always appeared in front of her as a little sister. These days, although Xie Xiaowan was trying hard to take care of her, she also relied on mutual support and comfort to spend this difficult time.

The screams of fighting came from his ears, extremely shrill. Listening to the sound of the battle outside the carriage, Ye Ting'er was so scared that she wanted to shed tears and snuggled up to her. Almost all of her body was lying in her arms, as if she was seeking her protection.

Xie Xiaowan, who was unable to protect herself, sighed sadly, gently lifted the curtain, and looked out quietly with her dark and lively eyes.

The owner of the caravan standing outside the caravan was waving his knife and shouting loudly, ordering his subordinates to fight back desperately. You must know that these sand thieves will never let them go. Even if they surrender to the sand thieves, it will be the same. A business friend of his business has already explained everything to him after being captured by the sand thieves.

This time he entered the grassland, he was afraid of being robbed by the leaders of various tribes and was afraid of encountering Liao soldiers, so he chose a shortcut that was rarely visited and wanted to pass here quickly to avoid danger. Unexpectedly, this group of damn Dangxiangsha thieves appeared here so by chance and launched an attack on himself!

In the cart behind him, there were two most beautiful money trees he bought this time. The caravan owner who regarded wealth as his life could not give up easily. He had already fought in his heart and took his subordinates to pull them on war horses and protect their idea of ​​escaping. As long as they could cross the vast grassland and escape to the tribe of the Wu Ba Chief. If they were given a generous gift to the lustful Wu Ba, the loss should not be too heavy, right?

The war horse galloped past. A thief with fierce face swung out a steel knife and slashed his face hard. The sharp blade passed through his face and kept slashing his neck. The caravan owner screamed and hit the carriage behind him. Blood spurted out from his face and his neck, and a puffy sound was sprayed on the curtain.

At this time, Xie Xiaowan was picking up the curtain and peeking out carefully, just in time to see this tragic scene.

A stream of blood spurted through the gaps in the car curtain and sprinkled on the floor of the carriage in front of her toes, almost staining with her embroidered shoes, making her face pale in an instant.

Beside her, Ye Ting'er also saw the blood ejaculated into the car. She was so scared that she screamed immediately, pounced on Xie Xiaowan's arms and trembled. Tears rolled out and sprinkled on Xie Xiaowan's chest.

Xie Xiaowan bit her lips tightly and pressed her chest with her hands. After a while, she could calm down. She continued to lift the curtain and looked outside with her teeth.

The convoy's boss had been killed, and his body was lying under the car. The sand thief who killed him had already rushed to the opposite side, mixed in a large number of sand thieves, fighting with a group of remaining caravan guards, with the sound of swords and guns colliding loudly.

In the distance, a man in the dress of a party was riding on a war horse, shouting loudly, directing the sand thieves to continue attacking, shouting that he must kill all the guards and take all the women back, so that the brothers can enjoy it!

Hearing this, Xie Xiaowan's heart had fallen to the bottom of despair. It was already a very tragic thing to be resold to the grassland thousands of miles away. Now she is still humiliated by the thief. If her mother had spirits in the sky, how could she bear to see herself end up like this?

The snow-white teeth bit the red lips tightly, and Xie Xiaowan had quietly taken out the hairpin. After these days, she has quietly polished it. The sharp edges are extremely sharp. If they pierce into the throat, they should be able to stab people to death, right?

Her faint eyes fell on Ye Ting'er's face and looked at her in despair. Next, should she take her to the underworld together, or go on the road alone, leaving her alone in this miserable world, accepting the reality of being unable to die?

She looked out of the carriage blankly and looked out from the curtain. The leader of the sand thief was still shouting loudly. He seemed to have known that there was still a woman hidden in the carriage. His lewd eyes looked over one by one. Through the curtain, Xie Xiaowan could still tremble all over and could not keep calm.

Suddenly, the Sand Thieves leader showed a surprised expression on his face, turned his head and looked at the mound in the distance.

At this moment, Xie Xiaowan suddenly heard a "whoosh" sound in her ear!

Almost as the sound reached her ears, she saw in horror that a sharp arrow suddenly appeared on the face of the leader of the sand thief!

The arrow shot through his face and penetrated straight to the back of his neck. A drop of blood dripped from the tip of the arrow and sprinkled in the air. The crystal blood beads reflected the sunlight, which made her eyes also have a hint of blood.

The thick body fell from the horse and hit the grassland heavily, making a dull roar.

Xie Xiaowan's thrilling and fearful eyes moved away from the body and looked towards the mound.

Then she saw him.

He was wearing a long robe that was a slogan, covered with tough and exquisite leather armor, a pure black cloak tied on his shoulders, and a long bow in his hand. He rushed straight from the mound. The wind blew, causing the cloak behind him to float up and make a sound of rushing.

His face was handsome and rough, with sharp eyes, and a fierce fighting spirit appeared on his face. The strong wind blew his hair. The man in the wind seemed so fierce and powerful, and his whole body was filled with fierce momentum, like a legendary overlord. His strong domineering aura rushed towards him, making Xie Xiaowan dizzy and confused for a moment. He bit his lips tightly, and felt like he couldn't breathe.

Her hand involuntarily lifted the curtain wider, revealing her beautiful face. However, the man suddenly realized that he had never looked at this side. He just rode a horse and shouted loudly, shouting in words that would stop the divine people.

For some reason, she realized at the first moment that he was not a slogan. Maybe it was his appearance, maybe it was his aura different from those of the slogans who rushed down the mound with him, which made her vaguely feel that he was a Han man like her!

At the moment of life and death attack by the Dangxiang people, I suddenly saw a man from the same ethnic group. This made Xie Xiaowan feel excited. She was like a drowning person who grabbed the last straw and involuntarily sent all her last hope to him.

In her eyes, it was clearly seen that the tall man reached his hand on the arrow pouch. The next moment, his finger had already put on the bowstring, and his movements were as fast as lightning, making people unable to see clearly.

Immediately afterwards, a sharp arrow shot out. Before a sand thief in front was raised, he was shot into the chest by an arrow and knocked down on the horse to the sky.

Although Luo Dacheng's eyes also swept to the carts that there seemed to be women, he had no intention of looking at them. He immediately pulled out his hard bow, fired a series of pearl arrows from the bowstrings, and shot the sand thieves one by one to the ground.

Xie Xiaowan was already stunned in the car. The man's archery speed was incredible, and even if everyone added up, the jailers behind him might not be as fast as him.

Beside her, Ye Ting'er also stopped crying, looking at the tall man outside with tears all over her face in surprise, and she had never seen anyone move so quickly.

Behind Luo Dacheng, more than fifty horses were like strong winds rolling down the hills, and large rain of arrows shot towards the sand thieves. It was like sweeping fallen leaves. The sand thieves screamed and fell off their horses. They were seriously injured and could no longer get up and fight back.
Chapter completed!