A divine healer, a general, a young marquis! Who can rival them!

Inside the side room, the two women exchanged a glance.

"Miss, this young master Yang is truly no ordinary person," Lu Rou said with a sigh as she closed the door.

Lu Yan lay on the bed, looking at the herbs around her, and said, "Indeed, it is rare to have medical skills in this remote and cold place, let alone know such miraculous methods."

"Yes, luckily we met the young master. Who knows what would have happened if it had been someone else?" Lu Rou patted her chest.

Even when they were labeled as refugees and criminals, the two of them had already thought about what the future would hold.

Whether they became wives in ordinary households, or maids or servants, they never considered giving up on life.

Nowadays, it's extremely rare to find someone like Yang Hu who is polite, literate, and knowledgeable in medicine.

Lu Yan nodded gently and affirmed, "Yes, it is our blessing to meet our husband here."

No sooner had they finished speaking than they heard someone knocking on the courtyard gate. The two sisters thought it was Fatty Wang returning with his men to take revenge, so they immediately shut their mouths, afraid of being discovered.

"Dr. Yang? Is Dr. Yang here?"

Lu Rou peeked out and saw the burly man she had seen traveling with Yang Hu at the city gate yesterday.

"Brother, my young master has gone out," Lu Rou explained, opening the door a crack.

Stone Brother scratched his head and peered into the doorway: "You're the wife Dr. Yang bought, right? Hello, sister-in-law! Can you tell me where Dr. Yang went?"

"Young Master said he went up the mountain to gather herbs for my sister," Lu Rou replied.

"What?! You said Dr. Yang went somewhere?"

Seeing his strange expression, Lu Rou's heart skipped a beat: "Young Master said you were going up the mountain to gather herbs for my sister today. What's wrong? Did something happen on the mountain?"

"Oh no! News came from the city this morning that a troop of barbarian cavalry has sneaked in, and all villages are on alert!" Stone Brother cried out anxiously, slapping his thigh, "That mountain to the north is right in the barbarians' territory!"

Upon hearing this, Lu Yan propped herself up and sat up in bed: "Then what should we do?"

"Don't panic, ladies!"

Stone Brother picked up a hoe from beside the door and said, "You all stay home and don't go out. The village has already organized patrols. I'll go to Beishan to meet Doctor Yang; we should be able to run into him!"

After saying that, Brother Stone strode out.

Lu Rou and Lu Yan stood at the door, and could only watch quietly.

……

Beishan.

The mountain wind howled, and weeds grew rampant.

Yang Hu carried a medicine basket on his back and held a small shovel in his hand, carefully searching for medicinal herbs on the hillside.

This place used to be rich in wild ginseng, and in the early years you could still dig up some good quality ones. Now, most of them have been picked, leaving only some small seedlings. Yang Hu will not pick these small seedlings, but will go to deeper places.

After all, if you only harvest the seedlings around the mountainside, it won't be long before all the ginseng in the outer areas is dug up.

If people want ginseng in the future, they will have to go deep into the mountains. If this continues, the ginseng will be dug deeper and deeper, and there will be fewer and fewer of them.

"Got it."

Yang Hu's eyes lit up. He squatted down and carefully dug out a good-looking Codonopsis pilosula root by the roots.

Although it cannot compare to wild ginseng, it is more than enough to replenish Lu Yan's qi and blood.

Immediately afterward, he put the Codonopsis pilosula into the medicine basket and was about to continue walking uphill when he heard a series of rapid hoofbeats and shouts coming from afar.

Yang Hu sensed something was wrong and immediately hid behind a boulder, carefully observing the distance.

A cloud of dust billowed up on the mountain path as three or four barbarian cavalrymen, clad in leather armor and riding ponies, relentlessly pursued a woman in full armor.

The woman was about twenty-six or twenty-seven years old, with a spirited look, but her left arm seemed to be seriously injured and was bleeding profusely, so her condition did not look good.

"General Qin Ying, stop running!"

The lead barbarian cavalryman shouted in broken Chinese, "Our Khan has taken a liking to you! If you surrender obediently, you'll be guaranteed wealth and honor!"

Another cavalryman chuckled lewdly, "Exactly! Running away is so boring, we can let you have some fun first!"

"Bullshit!"

Qin Ying drew his sword and slashed at the barbarian scouts behind him, cursing, "If it weren't for a traitor within my ranks who leaked our whereabouts, would you barbarian dogs even be worthy of chasing me?!"

"Damn it!! They won't listen to reason, so they'll have to suffer the consequences!"

The barbarian leader's face darkened, and he ordered, "Brothers, since this little wench doesn't know what's good for her, don't blame us for being impolite! Take her down!"

In an instant, the three barbarian cavalrymen spurred their horses and charged toward the woman, brandishing their scimitars!

Qin Ying tried to raise her sword to fight, but her left arm was injured, and she lost her aim right away, slashing the leader of the barbarians' horses in the leg.

Although the horse was about to throw off its rider due to its injury, the other two riders were already charging towards Qin Ying, their curved blades about to strike him.

"Get down here right now!"

Yang Hu suddenly darted out from behind the rock, grabbed the belt of the nearest barbarian cavalryman, and pulled hard with the momentum of his charge!

The barbarian fell off his horse, hitting the back of his head on a rock. The fall of the horse and the barbarian blocked the other two, preventing them from launching a perfect attack.

Qin Ying reacted extremely quickly, stabbing the fallen barbarian in the neck with a backhand strike.

Clean and efficient, handling one person with ease.

The remaining two barbarians were taken aback. They reined in their horses and turned around, only to see a young man dressed in coarse cloth standing next to the corpse. They were immediately enraged.

"Where did this Han dog come from! How dare he kill our people?!"

The barbarian leader, his eyes bloodshot, charged straight at Yang Hu, brandishing his knife: "I'll chop you into mincemeat today!"

Meanwhile, another barbarian charged at Qin Ying, hacking at him relentlessly with his curved blade.

Yang Hu knew that running away was impossible, so his only chance of survival was to charge forward. He quickly picked up the barbarian's weapon from the ground and used his sword to block the attack. Then, taking advantage of the opponent pulling the horse back, he slashed at the horse's leg.

The warhorse knelt down, throwing the man off its head, and then Yang Hu finished him off with a fatal blow.

With one side attacking less, Qin Ying fared much better than Yang Hu. He leaped, mounted his horse, and beheaded the enemy leader in one fluid motion, easily cutting him off his horse.

Upon seeing this, Yang Hu immediately knew that these were soldiers or even generals from the city. He was about to go over and talk to them when, before Yang Hu could even get close, Qin Ying suddenly lost his balance and staggered straight toward Yang Hu.

Yang Hu quickly stepped forward to take it, and his first impression was that this armor was really tough!

My second impression was of numerous wounds: sword wounds, slash marks, bumps, and even a piercing wound from an arrow on my left shoulder. I was practically covered in blood.

"General, your injuries..." Yang Hu said with difficulty.

"Don't go back to camp, there are spies in the camp. Take me back to your home." Qin Ying stammered as she finished speaking before finally fainting.