A sickly fellow ridiculed by the entire army? I'll be the most beautiful woman in the barracks!

On the open plains, a hundred warhorses galloped southwards. The cavalrymen also had to constantly control their horses to avoid the potholes and bumps on the road and prevent them from stumbling.

This was only because the Xuanjia Cavalry had superb horsemanship. If it were an ordinary cavalryman, they would not dare to speed up on such a bumpy road.

Even so, Li Changming still frowned, not satisfied with the team's speed.

Li Changming turned to the centurion following closely beside him and asked, "Can the column speed up any further?"

The centurion glanced back at his men struggling to keep up, then shook his head helplessly. "Sir, the brothers have already done their best. If we speed up any further, I'm afraid many of them will stumble."

Li Changming's face was tense. Although he was anxious, he still suppressed his temper and nodded.

"Understood. Tell the brothers to keep their horses under control and continue on our way!"

An hour had passed between Li Changming passing by the triangular-eyed man's carriage at the North Gate and him leading his team out of the South Gate.

The other party has children with them, so they are definitely not as fast as us. As long as we don't chase the wrong direction, catching up with them is only a matter of time.

Li Changming estimated in his mind how long it would take to catch up if they hadn't gone the wrong way and at their speed.

Time passed slowly, and soon more than half an hour had gone by. He was getting closer and closer to the time he had estimated, but he still hadn't caught up.

Aside from a few scattered merchants, there were no unusual people or large numbers of carriages along the way.

Li Changming couldn't help but feel a little impatient.

"Sir, could we be going the wrong way? We haven't caught up after all this time, something's not right! Should we keep chasing?"

The centurion beside him frowned and looked at Li Changming.

Li Changming hesitated for a moment, then a determined glint flashed in his eyes. He said in a deep voice, "Continue the pursuit!"

"Even if we turn back and try to catch up in another direction, it's too late; we'll only get further away!"

The centurion nodded, saying worriedly, "But this constant chasing isn't a sustainable solution!"

"I know, so we'll chase for another half an hour. If we don't find any trace of the kidnapper after half an hour, we'll go back."

Li Changming made a decision in his mind: if they couldn't catch up within an hour and a half, then they must have been chasing in the wrong direction, and there was no need to continue chasing.

The warhorse galloped along and soon came to a shallow stream, where the water was only ankle-deep.

Their route crossed the shallow stream directly and continued south; in other words, the stream ran across their path.

This is a common occurrence in the wild, but Li Changming's eyes shone unusually bright as he looked at the opposite bank of the stream.

"Sir, what's wrong?"

Li Changming smiled and pointed to the muddy path across the stream, saying, "Look, what's that!"

The centurion looked in the direction Li Changming was pointing, and a look of joy appeared on his face.

"Horseshoe prints and wheel tracks!"

On the opposite bank of the stream, more than a dozen wheel tracks, ranging from deep to shallow, were imprinted on the muddy road, along with regular hoof prints.

Li Changming breathed a sigh of relief. "It seems that God is looking out for us; we're definitely on the right track!"

The soldiers around him also showed joy on their faces and nodded happily.

Li Changming waved his hand and announced loudly, "The target is just ahead! Everyone, keep chasing!"

Less than three miles away in the direction Li Changming was chasing, a group of men with triangular eyes were driving a carriage that was bumping along.

Feeling the slow speed of the car beneath him, the man with the triangular eyes twitched, and his uneasy premonition grew stronger.

"Damn it! Why is it so slow! Hurry up!!"

From inside the carriage came a furious roar from the triangular-eyed man, caught between the ever-approaching sense of danger and the prospect of a piece of fat meat about to be devoured.

The man with the triangular eyes peeked out and glanced at the remaining seven carriages. The carriages carried not only a group of children, but also the wealth he was about to reap!

Once they get their hands on it, they'll have to hand over 30% to that captain, but the rest will be enough for the brothers to eat their fill.

A flicker of hesitation crossed his eyes, but in the end, he couldn't bear to give up the wealth that was about to be his. He gritted his teeth and chose to continue his escape with them.

The man with the triangular eyes was gambling; he was betting that even if the soldiers in the city chased them out of the city gates, they might not be able to choose the right direction to catch up with them.

It should be noted that they did not head straight for this road as soon as they left the city, but instead took other roads first and then secretly switched to this road via a side path.

The man with the triangular eyes closed his eyes, leaned against the car window, and pretended to doze off, silently praying, "Please don't let them catch up!!"

But his prayers had no effect. As he muttered to himself, he felt a series of vibrations coming up from underground.

The man with the triangular eyes suddenly opened them, tilted his head slightly to listen carefully, and then a look of fear flashed in his eyes.

It was the sound of horses' hooves, and not just one, but hundreds!

Peeking out, he could vaguely see a wisp of smoke rising from the distant horizon.

The man with the triangular eyes suddenly turned grim; he knew the pursuers had finally arrived!

At this moment, he was filled with remorse. He shouldn't have waited for Scarface for so long in Zhenbei City. He could only blame himself for not being vigilant enough.

"Fatty, the pursuers are here! Take some men and stop them!"

The man with the triangular eyes made a painful decision. The fat man was the strongest fighter in their group, and only by having him stay behind to cover their retreat could they possibly survive.

The fat man still smiled at the triangular-eyed man, a hint of relief in his eyes, and said, "Leader, leave it to me. I guarantee I'll complete the mission. You guys go ahead."

The man with the triangular eyes nodded, slightly turning his head away from the fat man, and said calmly, "Fatty, thank you for your hard work!"

"Chief, don't say that. You saved my life in the first place."

After the fat man finished speaking, he picked up a longbow and several quiver of arrows from under the carriage, then tightened the heavy sword around his waist, got up, stepped out of the carriage, and jumped down.

"Everyone except the coachman, stay behind to cover the retreat!"

The fat man let out a low growl, and a moment later, two henchmen carrying longbows and swords jumped down from several carriages.

They glanced at the approaching cavalry, their faces paling slightly, but under the fat man's command, they slipped behind a tree trunk.

After Li Changming and the others crossed the shallow stream, they continued their pursuit for only a quarter of an hour before they saw several carriages moving rapidly ahead.

"Hahaha, hurry and chase them, they're just ahead!"

Li Changming laughed loudly, spurred his horse forward, and the cavalry behind him followed closely.

As Li Changming and his men closed the distance to the carriage, with less than a mile remaining, a sudden sense of alarm rose in his mind.

Then a whooshing sound rang out.

Li Changming's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly shouted, "Watch out, there's an ambush!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a dozen arrows landed in front of them.

Fortunately, the team was fully armed, and the arrows only stuck in the armor of the cavalrymen, without harming them in the slightest.

Li Changming's eyes turned cold as he looked at the thugs behind the trees along the road ahead and said in a cold voice, "You're asking for death! Brothers, kill them!"