Ask the mountains and rivers

Chapter 135 Conflict
More than thirty warhorses quickened their pace, approaching from afar.

Pei Yan snorted coldly and picked up her bow and arrow.

Pei Qinghe spoke up to stop them: "Don't make a move, wait for them to get closer."

Pei Yan responded, lowered his bow and arrow, gripped his long sword tightly, and glared menacingly.

Pei Yun and the others did the same, each drawing their long swords, the blades flashing with a chilling light and murderous intent in the sunlight.

Even the coachmen, including Zhao Hai, were armed.

Sitting on the oxcart, Shi Yan took out a dagger from his pocket. It was specially given to him by Pei Qinghe, so he could defend himself in an emergency.

Dong Erlang, who was accompanying them, also carried a knife. Dong Erlang had followed his master all over the country, encountering refugees and fighting bandits. He was not afraid of this kind of situation at all, and even felt a strange surge of passion: "Young master, when the fight breaks out, let's fight hard and kill a couple of them too."

Shi Yan chuckled softly, "With Sixth Miss here, there's no need for you and me to lift a finger."

Following his master's gaze, Dong Erlang looked at the girl on horseback and sincerely agreed, "Young master is right."

Pei Qinghe's prestige was earned through countless battles. In Pei Family Village, everyone respected him.

The group of people seemed to know the danger, and stopped a few dozen meters away. Only one horse stepped forward, and the young man on horseback was about twenty-one or twenty-two years old, with dark skin, a strong body, and bright eyes. He cupped his hands in greeting and said, "Yang Huai of Guangning Army greets Miss Pei Liu."

Pei Qinghe's gaze swept over Yang Huai's angular face: "What is your relationship with General Yang?"

Yang Huai replied respectfully, "General Yang is my uncle."

"Brothers fight tigers together, fathers and sons go to war side by side." It's common for military units to have close ties. General Yang had no sons, but Yang Huai was his nephew, holding a high position in the army. He was often respectfully addressed as "Young General Yang."

Yang Huai was originally an arrogant and haughty person, the kind who didn't respect anyone. In the past two years, Pei Qinghe's reputation had risen, and Yang Huai initially didn't take her seriously. But after Pei Qinghe wiped out all the bandit strongholds in Yanshan, no one dared to call her by her name anymore, and they all respectfully addressed her as Sixth Miss Pei.

Later, the Xiongnu barbarians invaded, and the Guangning army was defeated, suffering heavy casualties. However, Miss Pei led eight hundred men to defend Changping County.

In this world, strength reigns supreme, and power is the only true measure of authority. Yang Huai had no choice but to submit.

Pei Qinghe asked calmly, "This is the Beiping military camp. What are you Guangning soldiers doing here?"

This is the Beiping military camp. What are the people from Peijia Village doing here?
Yang Huai silently grumbled in his heart, but showed no sign of it on his face, and was very polite: "The Beiping Army is currently stationed in Bohai County. The military camp is empty, and the weapons and equipment in the warehouse have been sitting for a long time and are prone to rust. Uncle sent me to take a look."

They're definitely here to freeload.

To be precise, they wanted to take advantage of the absence of the Beiping army to plunder.

Pei Qinghe's lips curled into a cold smile: "General Meng of the Beiping Army has entrusted me with the management of the camp. There's no need for the Guangning Army to worry about it. General Yang, please return!"

“I came here on my uncle’s orders, and I can’t go back empty-handed. How about we go into the military camp together and each take half of the weapons in the storeroom?” Yang Huai proposed gently, “It would also be a good thing for the Guangning Army and Peijia Village.”

Pei Qinghe said calmly, "No. Turn your horse around immediately and take your men back to Guangning Army. Otherwise, don't blame me for my ruthless sword."

His tone was firm and uncompromising.

Even Yang Huai, with his good temper, changed his expression and said with a cold smile, "I respect Miss Pei's bravery and have been exceptionally polite to her. Miss Pei, don't go too far. The Guangning Army has six thousand elite soldiers, which is not comparable to the refugees in Pei Family Village."

"No matter how powerful an individual is, they cannot defeat an army of thousands. It's not worth it for Miss Pei to turn against our Guangning Army for some weapons and equipment."

Pei Qinghe scoffed: "The Guangning Army suffered a crushing defeat at the hands of the Xiongnu barbarians, with deserters fleeing in all directions, harming innocent civilians. And they have the nerve to boast to me? Six thousand elite soldiers! Do they even have three thousand left?"

Yang Huai's face darkened, stung by the attack. "Whether the refugees of my Pei Family Village are powerful or not is not something that can be determined by mere words," Pei Qinghe said coldly. "Your Guangning Army can come and try."

Yang Huai, having been pushed to this point and losing face, shouted loudly, and thirty-odd men behind him rode over.

Yang Huai was about to utter more threats, but Pei Yan, who had been waiting impatiently for a while, drew her long sword with a swift motion: "Stop talking nonsense! If you want to fight, just come at me!"

The blade moved swiftly, heading straight for the chest.

Startled, Yang Huai twisted his waist to dodge, his longsword flashing out in the process, colliding head-on with Pei Yan's. Yang Huai's hand jolted, and he almost fell off his horse.

Pei Yan showed no mercy and continued her attack.

Yang Huai dodged hastily, trying to find an opportunity to retaliate, but Pei Yan's blades rained down like a storm, leaving him almost no time to catch his breath.

Upon seeing this, the soldiers of the Guangning Army roared angrily and raised their weapons to attack.

The Guangning Army prided itself on being an elite force, ranking only below the Beiping Army. Now, the Beiping Army has been decimated and has followed the young emperor to Bohai Commandery. In Youzhou, who can still be a match for the Guangning Army?

With such a display of force, Pei Qinghe didn't even need to lift a finger. Pei Yun led her men and charged forward. She had wanted to "stretch her muscles" for the past two days, and today she finally got her chance.

"Don't go too far," Pei Qinghe's voice rang out. "Give them a lesson and drive them away."

Pei Yan and Pei Yun responded loudly.

Such blatant humiliation is something no one can swallow.

Yang Huai's temples throbbed with anger. He brandished his knife and shouted, "Everyone, don't hold back! Let's teach these women a lesson... Ouch!"

He was kicked hard in the abdomen and sent flying several meters away, his long sword flying from his hand.

Pei Yan stepped forward with a sneer, holding a long sword to Yang Huai's neck: "You can't even beat a woman, what kind of man are you? I might as well castrate you and send you to Bohai County to serve the Emperor."

The cold blade reflected Yang Huai's pale face.

Their own young general had been defeated and the rest of the soldiers were also beaten to a pulp. The morale of the army, which had not yet had a chance to rise again, quickly collapsed.

Pei Qinghe stepped forward unhurriedly: "Disarm them and take away their warhorses, and tie their hands and feet."

Yang Huai was both shocked and furious: "What do you want to do? Are you trying to kill me to silence me?"

He was all bark and no bite, his voice betraying his fear and unease.

Pei Qinghe smiled slowly: "That depends on whether General Yang values ​​his nephew."

Yang Huai was somewhat bewildered.

Pei Qinghe turned and called Shi Yan over. Shi Yan got off the oxcart and quickly came over, carefully examining Yang Huai. Yang Huai suddenly felt like a fish on a chopping board, being turned over and over to see where to cut him.

“Leave this task to me.” Shi Yan grinned. “I’ll write to General Yang and see what price he’s willing to pay to redeem them.”

Yang Huai: "..."

(End of this chapter)