Transmigrator Meets Reincarnator

Chapter 129: Help

The men were shouting in strange gibberish sounds.

Chu Lian's brows furrowed together. Her expression turned grave and she immediately turned to Wenlan. "Be careful, Wenlan, these people are Tuhuns!"

They hadn't even reached the northern border and they were still within the territory of the Great Wu Dynasty. How had the Tuhuns set an ambush for them here?

Although Wenlan didn't know how Chu Lian had been able to tell that these people were Tuhun, she had always put her full trust in Chu Lian.

Wenlan gripped her wrist and forced Chu Lian onto a horse.

As she held onto the reins, Wenlan looked up at Chu Lian and said, "Third Young Madam, run away first! This servant will hold them back!"

After saying so, without waiting for Chu Lian to speak, she slapped the horse on the rump. The red chestnut horse reared up in fright and let loose a cry before taking off.

Chu Lian snatched the reins and held on for dear life. She crawled forward as far as she could on the horse's back and grabbed onto its neck.

With the howling of the wind in her ears, Chu Lian could hear the sounds of battle getting further and further away. After a moment, she could hear hoofbeats replace them.

Chu Lian hugged the horse's neck as tightly as she could. The cold wind cut against her face. She could really do no more than inwardly wail.

Wenlan had been too concerned with protecting her that she had forgotten to ask if her master even knew how to ride a horse! This was just great! Even if she somehow evaded capture by the Tuhuns, she was going to be half-dead from falling off a horse!

As the horse charged out of the forest, the hanging branches of the trees forced Chu Lian into a sorry state. Before she could relax and try to control her steed, the sounds of hoofbeats from behind her increased in pace, as if someone had come chasing after her.

Chu Lian's nerves were at an all-time high. She tried her best to hold onto the horse's neck with the reins in her grip. It took a little maneuvering, but she managed to balance herself properly before turning around to take a glance behind her.

Chu Lian gasped, inhaling a mouthful of cold air.

Those two Tuhuns had come after her.

When she had glanced back, the Tuhuns were actually not more than twenty metres away from her!

A chill snuck down her spine. Chu Lian knew that she wouldn't meet a good end in the hands of the Tuhun. Even if she managed to survive in the Tuhuns' grasp and return to the Great Wu Dynasty alive, her reputation would be ruined.

Even though the Great Wu Dynasty was more open-minded, they were still a feudal society, and females were on the losing end.

Furthermore, going by how crazy He Sanlang was towards her even when her reputation was just fine, if she ended up getting kidnapped, he would probably write a divorce contract on the spot!

Chu Lian forced herself to calm down and stop thinking of anything irrelevant to her situation. She gritted her teeth and plucked a hairpin from her head before stabbing the horse's rump viciously.

The horse had already started slowing down; after getting stabbed, it went crazy and started sprinting forward again.

Chu Lian couldn't care about anything else any longer. The only thing she could do was hug the horse's neck in a death grip and do her best to stay on its back as she was jolted around.

The winter winds beat against her face like an endless wave of ice shards. The Tuhuns behind her seemed to be angered by her move. They shouted in gibberish she couldn't understand, but their tone clearly meant to scold.