Saving System: Calm Down, My Fleeing Host!

Chapter 269 - 261: Entering the City Smoothly

Cheng Xiaoxiao hadn’t lost her temper yet, but the entire 132th Regiment behind her was already restless.

How could those people be so foul-mouthed, daring to speak such nonsense in front of the captain.

The team members were indignant, gripping their weapons tightly, eager to try, especially Cheng Sicheng, whose eyes were about to overflow with a predatory glare, directly piercing at those wickedly smiling "dead men."

Indeed, in his eyes, they were already dead.

Behind the densely packed crowd, a pair of intense eyes were watching Cheng Xiaoxiao’s thin yet resolute back. She had heard a lot about the deeds of the 132th Regiment in recent days, especially about their young regiment leader, who surprisingly had such great courage and audacity to do things she wouldn’t dare to do in a lifetime.

The eyes of several leaders met and exchanged ideas. Everyone agreed they could take action. Cheng Xiaoxiao was the first to charge out on horseback.

"Oh? Since you’re all in such a hurry, how about I send you on your way?"

The soldiers hadn’t even reacted before Cheng Xiaoxiao was already upon them. Some even thought it was a good thing that the little girl came knocking on their door herself.

Those slightly more astute understood the deeper meaning in Cheng Xiaoxiao’s words but still didn’t take her, a young girl, seriously.

Only Qiu Yuanyi felt a jolt of panic in his heart. Not good, there’s a murderous intent in this woman’s eyes; she’s probably not a simple character. Just as he was about to warn his brothers to be careful, the little girl unexpectedly drew out a long sword from somewhere, instantly executing a double kill.

She charged straight at Qiu Yuanyi, immediately engaging in a close-quarters fight with his guards.

Since leaving Dingzhou City, she initially saved Fang Zheng and Lu Jingtian, then recruited Old Li and his son, as well as Du Third Lady and her daughter. The soldiers she treated afterward provided her with occasional supplies, giving her a substantial amount of energy and significantly increasing her stats. Now her Strength Value is 110, Sensitivity Value 52, and Five Senses Value 48.

It’s a good time to test the enhanced power within her body, and the effect is indeed impressive.

If she’s not mistaken, this person is an Inner Strength Master. Now she’s already fighting on par with a grandmaster, showing significant progress.

Cheng Xiaoxiao’s battle marked the beginning of the conflict. Soon, a chaotic fight erupted outside the city gates, leaving Liu Gou almost in shock.

Similarly, Qiu Yuanyi, scared witless, was astonished. He couldn’t believe this group of people would start fighting over a disagreement. Aren’t they just a band of refugees?

How come, looking around, all his men are being overwhelmed?

What Qiu Yuanyi didn’t know was that if it weren’t for the leaders’ orders to capture them alive, his men would have been knocked out within minutes.

The men of the 132th Regiment felt somewhat regretful. They finally had the chance to showcase their skills, only to find that they had to leave some alive, which meant they couldn’t loot any spoils—a real disappointment.

With a swipe of some powder, someone’s sword gained special effects. It’s fine to be evenly matched, but all she wants is a swift victory—making Qiu Yuanyi’s head roll.

Cheng Xiaoxiao evaded an opponent’s sword tip with a side step, purposely falling off her horse. Sure enough, the opponent chased after her, and she rolled on the spot to dodge the whistling sword, spun around, and executed a counterattack, cutting the opponent’s arm.

That did it. Having achieved her effect, there was no need for a life-and-death struggle. Cheng Xiaoxiao started to employ guerrilla tactics.

Moments later, the foe entered a hallucination. Cheng Xiaoxiao seized the opportunity and slashed the opponent’s neck. Just as she delighted in her success, she turned and saw Fang Zheng breaking through the encirclement, chopping off Qiu Yuanyi’s head.

Stealing her thunder, this is outrageous!

That oaf Fang Zheng—she would deal with him later. Feeling suffocated, she turned her gaze and saw Han Xifeng and Lin Yiqiu’s guards teaming up to press Liu Gou.

Glancing at the ground, few soldiers were left standing. In a blink of an eye, some had already started to clean the battlefield, with the 132th Regiment members being particularly outstanding, tying up scores of people, even involving women and children.

Unable to vent the emotions tied in her heart and unable to find targets, she sheathed her sword in boredom and called everyone, heading straight into the city. Now, as the sky darkened slightly, taking shelter from the wind and snow in the city seemed more practical, with these hostages in hand, she believed those big shots would have some scruples.

"Hold on!"

Chen Qiaoqiao shouted, turning just in time to see the thrilling moment—Han Xifeng nearly slit Liu Gou’s throat.

Liu Gou seized the opportunity, clutching tightly the halved spear, enduring the recurring pain and blocking the strike, evading death. If not for Cheng Xiaoxiao’s voice, he’d be a ghost under the knife.

"I’m buying his head, two hundred pounds of fine grain," Cheng Xiaoxiao boldly announced.

The crowd was baffled. Didn’t the one who first claimed the head usually lead?

What did this mean?

Glancing again at the head in Fang Zheng’s hand, they understood. Someone had already completed the task ahead of time.

So, Liu Gou’s head was worth nothing now; severing it would be futile. If his head could be exchanged for 200 pounds of grain, it would be a fortune in current times, truly worthwhile.

"Deal!" Han Xifeng responded decisively.

Cheng Jingo, stepping forward to tie up the captives, teased with a laugh, "Big guy, you’re quite lucky to catch our captain’s eye."

Liu Gou was incredulous, "What do you mean?"

What did it mean that he caught that little girl’s eye? His heart still hadn’t calmed down.

Half an hour ago, they were still swaggering, ready to subdue this group of refugees, who in their eyes were like lambs to the slaughter, not imagining they were the lambs themselves eventually.

But isn’t the girl overreaching? He was already in his thirties and the little girl probably hadn’t even reached adulthood yet?

See, there were many men under her command here, none of them looked bad, so why would she take a liking to him?

Liu Gou, caught in an inner struggle, felt very embarrassed, as each development took him by surprise, making none of it seem real, as if this whole outing was just a dream.

Seeing his conflicted expression, alongside previous remarks, Cheng Jingo was speechless.

He punched Liu Gou lightly in the chest, "What are you thinking? Our captain merely sees that there’s still some good in you, offering you a way out, don’t overestimate yourself."

Upon hearing this, Liu Gou actually felt relieved—good, it wasn’t true, it wasn’t true!

It shocked him.

Feeling relaxed, he thought about the current situation; perhaps being captured wasn’t entirely a bad thing, though it pained him for his elderly mother, wife, and children at home.

These years he had done quite a few things against his will for Lord Yuan, not overtly nefarious, yet unable to live candidly.

Ultimately, he let his father-in-law’s goodwill down.

Ah!

With a heavy heart, Liu Gou allowed Cheng Jingo to move him forward.

The group quickly entered the city, forcefully occupying a street near the city gates.

This had been previously agreed upon.

Their tarpaulins had been patched repeatedly, the combustible wood was increasingly scarce, and their belongings to resist the cold had nearly been exhausted in the past half-month.

After all, it wasn’t a specialized tent, just something temporarily stitched together, it couldn’t withstand the continuous onslaught of wind and snow, reaching here was already its limit.

Each team’s food supplies were running low, and if they continued to stay outside, they’d likely starve or freeze to death.