jdhmnovel Chapter 138 Thank you
Chapter 138 Thank you
The old man's voice was gentle yet deep, carrying an undeniable power. He bowed deeply to Xiaoyue and Daya.
"Ladies, those two women today were truly ignorant, and their words and actions were offensive to you, which was really inappropriate."
Although our world is not peaceful and people are filled with anxiety, that is not an excuse for them to lose their sense of propriety.
I'm here to apologize to you on their behalf.
I hope you won't hold it against them; please do me a favor."
Seeing this, Xiaoyue quickly stepped forward, gently supporting the old man's arms with both hands, and said with a gentle smile, "Grandpa, you're making us feel so bad."
We really didn't take it to heart. In chaotic times, people are filled with anxiety; we understand that.
Daya also stepped forward, her eyes filled with a mixture of determination and warmth.
"Yes, old man, you don't need to worry about it so much."
Our purpose in coming here is to bring some peace to this land.
"As long as we all work together, we will surely overcome this difficulty."
The old man's eyes reddened slightly after hearing this, and he carefully examined the two young women.
Although they were simply dressed, the determination and courage shining in their eyes were like brilliant stars, illuminating this gray sky.
The old man secretly admired how many people had their edges worn away by hardship and their courage swallowed up by fear in this turbulent and uncertain era.
But these two young women are so righteous and brave; such spirit is truly rare.
"Young ladies, where are you headed?" the old man asked softly, his tone tinged with concern.
Daya and Xiaoyue exchanged a smile, their eyes filled with unspoken understanding.
"We have heard that Gu Xuanchao's army is pressing on our border, and we are planning to go to Jiaxian City to provide support. We hope to do our part in defending Ling Kingdom."
Hearing this, the old man felt a surge of warmth in his heart. He exclaimed, "Truly, women are just as capable as men. The courage and determination of these two young ladies are admirable."
You are all so capable, the old man believes you will definitely defeat Gu Xuanchao's army and return in triumph.
But swords and spears have no eyes on the battlefield, so you must be extremely careful and not act recklessly.
Daya humbly shook her head: "Grandpa, you flatter me. We just did what we thought we should do."
"So, where are you and the villagers headed?"
The old man sighed, a hint of helplessness flashing in his eyes.
"Alas... Gu Xuanchao's army came with great force, and our entire village had no choice but to evacuate."
They've gone to find a place free from war to rebuild their homes.
Upon hearing this, Daya and Xiaoyue felt a surge of resonance in their hearts.
They knew that in this chaotic world, everyone's fate was like duckweed, drifting with the tide, helpless and alone.
They were also forced to wander because of the shadow of the Qin state.
It was this shared suffering that strengthened their resolve to protect this land.
The old man continued, "Since you are going to Jiaxian County to provide support, then set off as soon as possible."
Get there as soon as possible and drive them back, but please be careful too.
Daya and Xiaoyue nodded in agreement.
After bidding farewell to the old man, they rode their horses onward on their journey.
Just as they were about to leave, the old man suddenly called them back.
"Ladies, please wait a moment."
As the old man spoke, he took out a small cloth bag from his pocket.
He opened the cloth bag, inside were some dry food and a few copper coins.
"This is a small token of our village's appreciation; please, young ladies, accept it."
Daya and Xiaoyue declined several times, but in the end they couldn't resist the old man's insistence and had to accept this heartfelt gift.
They knew this was not just material help, but also spiritual support and encouragement.
After bidding farewell to the elders and villagers, Daya and Xiaoyue once again embarked on their journey to Jiaxian County.
They traveled along the rugged path, encountering many difficulties and obstacles along the way.
Sometimes they have to traverse dense forests, and sometimes they have to wade through turbulent rivers.
But no matter how great the difficulties and challenges they encountered, they never gave up moving forward.
The closer they got to the border of Chiayi County, the more devastated the scene became, leaving them with mixed feelings.
Compared to Phantom City, this place is like heaven and earth.
The night was as dark as ink, and the moonlight was faint. In an open space on the outskirts of the city, Daya and Xiaoyue were sitting around a small campfire.
All around were silent fields, occasionally broken by the cry of a night bird.
Because they were in a hurry, the two of them had to spend the night in this desolate wilderness.
The firelight danced on their faces, illuminating two determined and youthful features.
Daya, a tall woman with a resolute gaze, tightly grips a long sword in her hand, a testament to her journey of martial arts training.
Xiaoyue, on the other hand, appeared more lively, with a pair of large eyes that seemed to be able to see into people's hearts, and the long sword in her hand gleamed coldly in the firelight.
Although the two have very different personalities, they have developed a greater understanding of each other over the years.
As night deepened, the chirping of insects around us seemed to diminish considerably.
The two women were awakened from their sleep in the tree by the faint sound of horses' hooves.
The sound gradually approached from afar, accompanied by bursts of chaotic noise, like an undercurrent quietly surging in the night.
"Big Sister Ya, can you hear that?"
Xiaoyue slowly woke up from her sleep. She rubbed her eyes and asked softly, still half asleep.
A hint of sleepiness lingered in her eyes, but a fleeting look of alertness also quickly crossed them.
Daya nodded slightly in response, her gaze as bright and sharp as a burning torch.
He stared intently in the direction from which the sound came.
After a moment, she spoke up: "Hmm, it sounds like horses' hooves, and there must be quite a few of them."
The two exchanged a knowing glance, understanding each other perfectly without needing to say a word.
They moved with lightning speed, flipping themselves up almost simultaneously.
They each gripped their longswords tightly, ready to face any unforeseen circumstances.
As the sound of horses' hooves gradually approached, the previously somewhat indistinct and chaotic noises became increasingly clear.
Faintly, one could hear the woman's terrified screams and the child's helpless cries intertwined.
These sounds were so abrupt and jarring in the still of the night.
It felt as if sharp daggers were piercing straight into one's heart, making one feel uneasy.
Xiaoyue asked Daya beside her, "DaYa, what exactly happened over there?"
Hearing that sound, I had a feeling that something bad was about to happen.
Upon hearing this, Daya frowned slightly, her beautiful eyes straining to see through the darkness of the night, trying to discern what was unfolding in the distance.
"I'm not quite sure, it's a bit far and I can't see very clearly. But judging from the sound, it probably isn't a good thing."
Upon hearing this, Xiaoyue became even more vigilant.
"Should we go over there? Those screams are so piercing, like someone is in danger."
Daya took a deep breath, her gaze firm: "As martial artists, we cannot stand by and watch someone die, but we also cannot act rashly."
Let's slowly approach and see what's going on.
Having reached an agreement, the two carefully followed the path in the night, using their light-footed skills to silently approach the source of the sound.
Their steps were light and swift, like ghosts in the night, moving through the woods and bushes.
As they drew closer, the chaotic sounds became increasingly clear.
Not far ahead, a group of people could be seen hurrying along under the cover of night.
At the front of the column were several soldiers riding tall horses.
They wore heavy armor, held gleaming longswords and spears, and wore arrogant and unruly smiles.
Behind them were a dozen or so soldiers on foot.
They were holding a group of ragged, emaciated women and children under their control.
The faces of these women and children were filled with terror and despair.
Their screams and cries echoed in the night sky, like the mournful song of a nightingale, heartbreaking.
Several other people seemed to be shoving at the defenseless, vulnerable women.
Upon seeing this, Xiaoyue's eyes instantly filled with anger and pity.
She could no longer contain her excitement and was about to rush forward.