I've been bullied and humiliated for thirteen years; when I wake up, I'll be bloodthirsty.

Chapter 724: A soldier never tires of deceit

Tu Jiuying went to Lin Wuji's room first. Lin Wuji, contrary to his usual behavior, did not give her a cold shoulder. Before Tu Jiuying could speak, he stood up and walked to her side.

Tu Jiuying was surprised, "Has she finally figured it out?"

Lin Wuji's gaze swept over Lu Yangyang, who was standing beside her, and landed on her. He hummed in response.

Tu Jiuying raised an eyebrow. "It seems I wasn't wrong about him. Chief Lin is a pragmatic person."

With Lin Wuji's cooperation, not only was Tu Jiuying happy, but the brothers of the caravan were also very happy.

The caravan members couldn't understand why Tu Jiuying insisted on marrying Lin Wuji, this pretty boy. Especially since Lin Wuji had never been very cooperative before, and his face was always very unpleasant whenever he went to see him. Although he wasn't cheerful today, at least his attitude was gentle and he didn't make any more demands.

Seeing his appearance, the brothers from the caravan who had come to fetch the bride also became more enthusiastic towards Lin Wuji. A group of more than twenty of Tu Jiuying's trusted brothers surrounded the two newlyweds, making a lot of noise and walking around the main road outside the gang leader's mansion before finally heading to the main hall of the gang leader's mansion where the wedding was to be held.

That was the largest courtyard in the entire caravan, located near the south side of the caravan leader's mansion. It was usually used as a small racecourse and training ground, but today it was filled with tables for a banquet.

The people who set up the venue also imitated the way weddings are held outside, creating a path in the middle and laying out red silk so that the newlyweds could walk on the red silk to the front to perform the wedding ceremony.

The officiant was naturally the most respected Third Uncle of the caravan. He was not only the old leader of the caravan's sworn brother who had watched Tu Jiuying grow up, but also the deputy leader of the caravan, helping Tu Jiuying handle most of the caravan's affairs. He was deeply trusted by Tu Jiuying and respected by his brothers.

As a series of firecrackers went off, Tu Jiuying and Lin Wuji each held a red silk ribbon and walked forward.

The long path paved with red silk was already piled high with wine jars.

Tu Jiuying and Lin Wuji walked to the platform in front, where a long table was set up, covered with wine bowls.

Tu Jiuying didn't rush to pay respects to heaven and earth. Instead, he picked up a wine bowl and shouted to his brothers in the caravan, "Today, I, Tu Jiuying, am getting married to Lin Wuji, the leader of the Salt Gang. In my heart, the most important people are my brothers in the caravan. I'll toast my brothers three times first!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she picked up the wine bowl and drank it all in one gulp.

The brothers were filled with pride and cheered loudly!

Tu Jiuying drank three bowls in one go, then picked up the bowl again. "I am marrying Chief Lin. From now on, the Horse Gang and the Salt Gang will be as close as family. Chief Lin is injured and cannot drink. These three bowls are on behalf of my future husband to toast the brothers!"

Tu Jiuying drank three more bowls of wine.

The caravan members present were completely excited, and they all picked up their wine bowls and drank heartily.

After finishing his drink, Uncle San seized the opportunity and shouted,

"Worship heaven and earth!"

Tu Jiuying and Lin Wuji bowed down.

"Two thanks to the high hall!"

Uncle San slightly turned his body to the side, revealing the memorial tablets placed on the table above. There were not only memorial tablets for Tu Jiuying's parents, but also memorial tablets for important elders of the caravan.

After the second bow, the brothers joined in the merriment, shouting together.

"Couple greetings!"

The sound was deafening, accompanied by the crackling of firecrackers, and the air was filled with the smell of gunfire.

Lin Wuji and Tu Jiuying stood facing each other on either side, with a red ribbon in the middle.

Tu Jiuying smiled and was about to bow down when Lin Wuji suddenly took a step back.

Who is Tu Jiuying?

Having fought her way all the way from the Northwest, she reacted immediately to Lin Wuji's simple step back, drawing her curved sword from her waist and shouting.

"Something's wrong! Brothers, grab your weapons!"

The caravan members, who were drinking heavily, instinctively shuddered upon hearing the familiar voice, reaching for their weapons, but still unable to process the sudden turn of events.

At the same time, hundreds of arrows carrying fire flew in from outside the wall.

The fire ignited immediately upon touching the red silk, and the entire area was instantly engulfed in flames and smoke.

Tu Jiuying's expression changed drastically. She didn't bother to look at Lin Wuji, who was already protected, and turned to look at Lu Yangyang, who was less than ten feet away from her.

Lu Yangyang had already drawn her knife and swiftly dealt with the people surrounding her, one by one.

The knife in her hand wasn't a scalpel used for surgery, but a bone-chopping knife that was at least half an arm's length long.

Tu Jiuying stared intently at Lu Yangyang. Suddenly, a group of girls dressed in red, armed with weapons, rushed out from the thick smoke and surrounded Lu Yangyang.

Tu Jiuying's angry eyes revealed undisguised shock as she stared at Lu Yangyang across the chaos. "Who exactly are you?"

Lu Yangyang remained unmoved by her complex gaze, her voice clear and bright, "If you surrender, you will naturally know who I am!"

"Hahaha, surrender now?" Tu Jiuying sneered, "Dream on!"

Today is Tu Jiuying's wedding day, and indeed, about 50% of the caravan's brothers, numbering two to three hundred, have gathered here. However, she is not a careless person; she still has half of her men outside. As long as she breaks through the encirclement, she can still make a comeback.

Knowing he had fallen into a trap, Tu Jiuying did not linger in the fight. He whistled and ordered, "Retreat!"

Lu Yangyang admired her decisiveness, but this was their battlefield, and she could not afford to hesitate for even a moment.

Lu Yangyang shouted, "Stop them!"

Tu Jiuying sneered: "You think you can stop me with just this few people?"

Dozens of strong, well-fed horses broke through the gate and galloped toward them. Tu Jiuying reached out and grabbed the reins of a large black horse, nimbly mounted it, grabbed the bow and arrows slung over the horse's back, drew a long arrow, and shot it toward Lu Yangyang.

Lu Yangyang swung her sword to deflect the arrow that fell in front of her, then threw a small knife, hitting the horse's front leg squarely. The force with which she threw the knife caused the horse to kneel hard on its front legs, and Tu Jiuying also jumped off the horse.

Lu Yangyang flashed over and engaged Tu Jiuying in combat.

Tu Jiuying was skilled in martial arts, but Lu Yangyang was fast, accurate, and ruthless. For a time, they were evenly matched.

After less than thirty moves, Tu Jiuying suddenly felt powerless. She realized something was wrong, "What did you do to me?"

Lu Yangyang was straightforward: "I have a sachet on me, and since you've been drinking, the more you move, the faster the medicine will take effect. Within fifteen minutes, your hands and feet will go numb, and you'll completely lose the ability to resist."

"You're despicable!" Tu Jiuying roared. "I misjudged you!"

"All's fair in war. Since I'm no match for you, I'll naturally have to find another way to defeat you!"