Her guards

Chapter 270 Going to Make a Name for Oneself

A group of people galloped wildly across the hills.

There weren't many people, only a little over a hundred, and their attire was somewhat strange.

Some were dressed in military robes, while others wore ordinary clothes. There were no military flags, but they carried weapons, and many of them were stained with blood.

"Huang Chengling—"

A man in military robes shouted to one of the men in the ranks.

Where do we go?

The man called Huang Chengling stopped, first touching the half-fallen fake beard on his face, then looking around, his voice shrill: "Are there still pursuers?"

The people around all answered no.

Huang Chengling breathed a sigh of relief, then became furious: "What exactly happened? Weren't the Nanyang and Yunyang armies supposed to be besieging Wei Cui? How did he suddenly end up in Gangu?"

That was terrifying!

Her eyes reddened as she spoke.

“Poor Zhang Chengling, he and dozens of his brothers sacrificed themselves so that we could retreat.”

The people around him all looked sorrowful.

These people were all criminal servants left over from the previous dynasty. They were lucky to survive, but they had no future in the palace.

This time, the emperor gave them the opportunity to impersonate Lady Mo together with Miss Yang.

If you succeed, your future will be bright.

But since ancient times, fortune has always been sought in danger, and casualties are hard to avoid.

Huang Chengling wiped away her tears.

"This loss is not our fault!"

The others nodded in agreement; it was too sudden, they were caught off guard.

"Wei Cui's surprise attack is probably still unknown to the Nanyang and Yunyang armies!" someone said, then suggested, "Minister, let's hurry and send them the message."

Returning to Gangu is absolutely out of the question.

Now that things have come to this, there's no other way but to go that way.

but……

It's too far to go to Yunyang Army, and there's Wei Cui's army in between. If we encounter Wei Cui's army, it's a dead end.

They were too few in number and not very good at fighting, unlike Miss Yang who had brought her own people before; those people were indeed very powerful...

Thinking of Miss Yang, many people around couldn't help but sigh.

"I wonder how Miss Yang is doing now."

Now they know that Miss Yang is not a young lady, but a maid.

When I heard the news, I wasn't too surprised; in fact, I thought it made perfect sense.

How could His Majesty bear to let his own daughter take such a risk?

Just like them, being a servant is the right thing to do.

Sigh, Wei Cui didn't die, and he even came to Gangu. Could this maid have already...?

Huang Chengling sighed.

He was still alive, and he had to find a way to survive. He rallied his spirits and prepared to boost morale. Ahead, dust billowed and horses' hooves pounded...

Huang Chengling and the others were immediately terrified.

"Could it be that Wei Cui's troops have arrived again—?"

Looks like I'm doomed this time...

With tears in his eyes, Huang Chengling drew his sword: "Fight the enemy—"

Before the shout had even faded, a boy's voice came from ahead.

"Is it Magistrate Huang—is it Magistrate Huang?"

That sound! Huang Chengling was startled, then overjoyed, and the others also started shouting.

"Is it Mo—"

"It's Miss Yang—"

"Yes--"

Amidst a jumble of incoherent names, seven riders and eight people galloped through the dust. Two people sat on the lead horse, one of whom waved to them; this time, it was a woman's voice.

"Huang Chengling—I'm back—"

……

.......
"Yang—"

"As you all probably know, I am not Miss Yang, I am Ah Sheng."

"Ah Sheng, I'm so glad you're alright!"

"Oh, we've run into Wei Cui too."

A group of people surrounded Mo Zheng, recounting their story with a mixture of excitement and sorrow.

Mo Zheng briefly recounted her story: "...When there were many troops in the rear, Wei Cui turned around to deal with them, and I took the opportunity to escape."

He frowned as he said this.

"However, I was also quite surprised that Wei Cui was able to come to Gangu without making a sound."

"Where is Zhu Yunxiao of the Yunyang Army?"

"He went to support General Feng," Huang Chengling said angrily. "He left without a word, and we only found out later. If he hadn't left, our troops would have been unprepared, and Wei Cui wouldn't have been able to launch such a successful surprise attack so easily!"

Knowing that Zhu Yunxiao was uneasy and would definitely act on his own, Mo Zheng nodded: "Let him try to steal the credit, we'll continue to protect ours!"

Huang Chengling and the others were stunned for a moment.

"Miss Asheng, do you mean..." Huang Chengling asked tentatively, "that we should go back to Gangu?"

Mo Zheng nodded: "Of course! This is a golden opportunity, Wei Cui has come to Gangu!"

A huge, golden opportunity? Wei Cui? Huang Chengling and the others were stunned.

"As you can see, Wei Cui didn't bring many troops!" Mo Zheng said, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "Although we don't have many people either, the Wuyang Army is here. We can go around them and ambush them between Wucheng and Gangu, so we can attack them from both sides."

Having said that, he grabbed Huang Chengling's arm and shook it. "Old Huang, that's Wei Cui! If we get rid of him ourselves, we might even be granted a title!"

Conferring a title? Huang Chengling couldn't help but smile blankly. As a palace eunuch, he would never dare to think about such a thing. However, if he really made such a great contribution, his life and even his entire family would be rich and worry-free.

"...We have been guarding this place for so long, and so many people have lost their lives here. If we miss this opportunity, all our hard work will be in vain, and our fallen comrades will not be able to rest in peace."

Mo Zheng's voice continued.

"Why did we come here? Wasn't it with the thought of certain death, to fight for a better future for our loved ones and families?"

Everyone immediately came to their senses and nodded in agreement.

They received the emperor's orders and became suicide soldiers; they truly had no intention of returning alive.

"Moreover, I also have a powerful weapon to deal with Wei Cui."

Big killer?
Everyone's spirits were lifted.

"What?" Huang Chengling asked hurriedly.

Mo Zheng pointed to the side: "Wei Cui's son, Wei Jiao, is in my hands."

Wei Jiao?

Everyone looked over and saw that Ah Sheng and his group of eight had arrived. Ah Sheng came down to catch up with them, while the others stood outside watching.

Nobody paid much attention to it.

Looking in that direction, they saw that the person who had ridden with Ah Sheng was still on horseback.

He's tall and has long legs, resembling a wild man.

However, her face was... fair and clean.

The reason they could see the face was that the person reached up and picked up his loose hair, looking at them with a half-smile.

Most of the people present came from the palace. Although they were of lowly status and did not appear in public, they had all had the privilege of seeing Wei Jiao to some extent.

I recognized it at a glance.

What a jerk!

As he reached out and brushed his hair aside, a whip could be seen wrapped around his wrist, the other end of which was tied to the horse's back.

It really looks like it's tied up... As for whether the bindings would break if it were broken, we won't delve into that for now.

"...Didn't Wei Jiao go to the capital?"

"...I tricked him into going to the capital, and I tricked everyone else. In fact, I had someone ambush him and capture him on the way."

That's it.

but……

Wei Cui didn't seem to care much about this son.

First, he gave it to Zhao Tan, and then sent it to the emperor as a hostage.

Would it be effective to use him to threaten Wei Cui?
"How could it be useless? You already know, General Feng has occupied Longxi City, and more than half of the Wei clan have been killed, including Wei Cui's two sons."

"Wei Jiao is Wei Cui's only son!"

"Wei Cui rebelled for the sake of the country, but what use is the country to him if he has no heirs!"

"Even if he isn't blackmailed by this son, I'll still cut off Wei Jiao's head on the spot, use it as a sacrifice to the flag, and humiliate him!"

"In short, are you all willing to join me in besieging Wei Cui and achieving great deeds?"

As the question was asked, responses arose from all around.

"Yes, that's right, of course we're going." Huang Chengling looked at everyone, no longer flustered as before, and waved his hand, shouting, "We've been ordered to come and make our mark, and we can't turn back until we've accomplished our goals!"

Having said that, he mounted his horse.

Everyone followed suit and mounted their horses.

……

……

"Wei Jiao, help me up."

Mo Zheng did not look for any more horses. Instead, she went to the horses she had been riding and reached out her hand to Wei Jiao, who was on horseback.

Wei Jiao looked down at her.

“I became a prisoner,” he said, “and was called by my full name.”

Gone are the obsequious captains and the affectionate senior brothers...

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the person in front of him grinning.

“Then, my husband, will you lend me a hand?” she said, this time stretching out both hands.

Wei Jiao chuckled, then suddenly bent down and reached out, not to grab Mo Zheng's hand, but to lift her up by the waist and onto the horse's back...

He would often stick out that injured arm.

What, are you reminding him that he's the one who hurt her?
He deserved to hurt her!
Mo Zheng mounted her horse, turned to him and whispered, "You see? I'm that kind of liar, I lie everywhere, I lie to everyone."

“You lied to them, and they can’t do anything to you, but I’m different.” Wei Jiao looked at her and said coldly, “I can take revenge on you.”

Mo Zheng leaned close to his chest, almost biting his chin, and whispered, "Oh, right, I actually lied to you about something else."

Wei Jiao looked down at her.

Mo Zheng raised an eyebrow and smiled: "I used to say that you were better than me, but that was a lie. Actually, I am better than you."

Having said that, he spurred his horse on.

"I'm not afraid of a prisoner like you!"

She laughed as the horse neighed.

"Let's go, let's go kill Wei Jiao's father!"

Because of the sudden urging, the horse reared up, and the two fell backward on the horse's back. Wei Jiao, whose hand was wrapped around the whip, grabbed the reins in time and leaned down to pull the crazed man in front of him into his arms.

The horse's hooves touched the ground.

"Mo Zheng, you wait!" he shouted.

The horses galloped swiftly, one rider and two men speeding westward like arrows, followed by a hundred followers, raising clouds of dust.

　Tomorrow is not from Mo Zhengwei's perspective

　　(End of this chapter)