The purpose of Liang Hongyu's trip was to protect Zhao Fuxian.
Therefore, she also keeps in mind her master's usual teachings. Once she encounters an unknown or potential crisis, she will definitely test it immediately.
Just when Liang Hongyu took out a copper coin from his pocket and was about to test Aya.
However, Zhao Fuxi jumped off the horse with a smile and stood next to Liang Hongyu, just blocking Liang Hongyu's sight.
Zhao Fuxian reached out and touched the head of one of the little girls. This little girl was so frightened that she cried just now.
At this time, his two eyes were red and very pitiful.
"Little sister, stop crying, where are you going?"
Lin Chaoying quickly pulled her sister to her side, reached out to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, and hugged her.
She smiled at Zhao Fuxi.
She could tell at a glance that Zhao Fuzi was either rich or noble. Not to mention her clothes, she had such a temperament that ordinary women did not have.
She spoke with a polite tone: "Sir, we are planning to take refuge at Zhenshui Mountain Villa."
"The people from the Jin Kingdom have been escorted back to Jeju. We have nowhere to go and can only take refuge at Zhenshui Villa."
"Jeju has been surrounded?"
Zhao Fuxi was stunned for a moment, then looked at Liang Hongyu: "What should we do about this?"
"Didn't Wu Zhi ask us to go to Jeju?"
Just when Liang Hongyu was about to speak, a loud noise suddenly came from the north.
Then, they saw a large group of people running towards them in a panic at the end of the road!
These are all people who are fleeing to the south. Among them are men, women, old and young. Some of them watch their own children running wildly.
Some were dragging wheelbarrows, carrying old people along the way.
Others ran with all their strength.
Without exception, they all looked panicked!
The few people running behind were dancing and running, and suddenly something black flew through the air!
But in the blink of an eye, there was an arrow.
He stabbed the running man's throat violently from behind.
The man slid and fell to the ground. He struggled to get up from the ground, vomiting blood from his mouth.
But at this moment, a horse had already caught up from behind.
The man on horseback didn't have the slightest intention to stop, and just stepped on the man's body with his horse's hooves.
One horse.
Two horses.
Soon, a cavalry team appeared in everyone's sight.
These people were riding horses while making noises like ghosts crying and wolves howling.
They drove the poor people like cattle.
When Liang Hongyu saw this, she quickly pulled Zhao Fuxian and got on her horse to leave.
Although she was angry in her heart, her duty was to protect Zhao Fuzi and she could not confront him head-on.
However, in the eyes of many people, this pampered Princess of the Song Dynasty was just a political tool.
At this moment, instead of running away in panic, he waved the riding crop in his hand and actually rushed forward.
"You bastards who kill innocent people!"
"Stop it!"
At this moment, there was a cavalryman on horseback in front of him, leaning forward and holding a scimitar.
Turning sideways, he was about to chop at an old man.
The old man was not running fast. He heard the sound of horse hooves behind him getting closer and closer, and even instinctively closed his eyes.
Muddy old tears slowly dropped from the corners of his eyes.
The cold air from the blade on the back of his neck was almost touching his skin.
Suddenly, there was only a "whoosh!" sound.
The whip finally hit the cavalryman on the wrist very accurately.
"Bang."
The scimitar fell to the ground with a sound.
But even so, the cavalryman still grabbed the old man by the collar and threw him up high.
From behind the cavalry, another arrow pierced the air and shot towards the old man.
At the critical moment, a stone suddenly cut through the air and collided with the arrow in the air very accurately!
