Quick Transmigration: Kitten's Healing Handbook - Chapter 60

Chapter 60: Raccoon Dog! To Combat! 15

The Sixth Prince always acted with the principle that even if he didn’t achieve his goal, he would at least successfully annoy people. The signal flare from the men in black was quickly followed by a rain of arrows aimed at Zhou Qingyan’s group.

The forest’s dense foliage made accurate arrow fire difficult, risking friendly fire; the arrows fell randomly, yet the sheer volume indicated many archers positioned far off, the flare providing their target point.

Liuli directly broke free from the rope Li’er held. With so many arrows falling, Zhou Qingyan’s heavily guarded group would likely suffer minimal casualties, but the unprotected servants here, hiding haphazardly or in the flimsy carriages, would sustain heavy losses.

She didn’t want to meddle, but she was quite satisfied with Li’er’s care, so she reluctantly offered protection; since she was helping, she might as well save everyone she could.

The cat’s night vision, dynamic vision, and exceptional agility made it easy for Liuli to intercept arrows falling near them. With Tuánzi filling gaps and predicting landing points, Liuli ignored those that posed no serious threat.

I have to say, the accuracy was terrible, completely random, but the volume was immense; pure quantity over quality!

Thankfully, the arrow rain lasted only a short while, about half a moment, clearly timed to leave Zhou Qingyan’s pursuers searching in vain.

Liuli strode proudly to Li’er’s side, her head held high in a clear display of “Praise me! “.

Li’er, despite the initial panic at such a scene, was unharmed, her clothes unrumpled and her hair tidy.

Seeing Liuli approach, she emotionally embraced the cat, only realizing what she was doing when she heard the cat’s meow and felt its struggling; then she thoroughly checked the cat: “So dangerous! Why did you suddenly run? Thankfully, you’re unharmed…”

As Li’er calmed down, she noticed the other young ladies around had minor scrapes or were dusty from dodging; she then examined herself and realized she’d been frozen in fear, motionless, unusually clean amidst the chaos.

Living in a lower-class environment, Li’er didn’t want to stand out; she quickly grabbed some dirt and dusted herself off, blending in with the disheveled appearance of everyone else, still waking from their sleep with their hair loose.

Liuli looked at the ground strewn with arrows and sighed, “If those arrows were tipped with fire, this forest would have been ablaze, leaving none of us alive. ”

But Zhou Qingmu clearly lacked the courage to order such an act. Arson resulted in imprisonment, and with the Emperor, his father, having little affection for him, degradation to commoner status, followed by exile or execution, was a certainty.

Zhou Qingyan’s area was cleared, and then people came to clean up this side and count the casualties.

The Prince’s Mansion didn’t bring many servants, as fiefdoms and palaces have their own staff; the Kyoto mansion still belonged to Zhou Qingyan, and even though he didn’t reside there, attendants remained to maintain its prestige and upkeep.

As for Zhou Qingyan’s secret forces, such as the Shadow Guard and Death Squad, he had secretly relocated them before his decision to return to his fiefdom and lie low.

Therefore, they only had three carriages for their servants; it was fortunate there weren’t more people, or Liuli couldn’t have protected them all.

The casualty counters were amazed; several elite soldiers died on the Prince’s side, yet only two were seriously injured here, with no fatalities; the seriously injured were not in critical condition, and the rest only had minor scrapes or were unharmed.

Even at the edge of the arrow rain, how did these martial arts-untrained maids and servants with limited fighting skills survive without a single death?!

Liuli obviously couldn’t protect everyone; those servants with some martial arts skills also contributed significantly; the two most seriously injured protected others.

Most maids, like Li’er, used carriages for cover; except for Li’er, they were more disheveled, but mostly had just scrapes, some too small to need treatment.

Because of the carriage’s concealment, except Li’er who knew the Raccoon Dog had escaped initially, the other young ladies knew nothing.

However, those who blocked the arrows noticed; the Raccoon Dog intercepted more arrows than several guards combined; yet, they only reported the facts, not bothering to ponder the cat’s improbable feat.

Having narrowly escaped death, they now only wished for rest and sleep.

The casualty reporter, after reporting to the Prince, brought wound medicine and distributed it; the two seriously injured received basic treatment and bandages from the accompanying physician.

Then he approached Li’er: “The Prince orders you to bring the Raccoon Dog. ”

Li’er recalled Liuli breaking free from her hair tie, so she found a thin hemp rope from the luggage and tied it around Liuli before taking her to see the Prince.

Liuli anticipated suspicion, but figured they couldn’t extract information from a cat; if she spoke human language, they’d be terrified.

Li’er walked with apprehension, but Liuli was unconcerned.

Zhou Qingyan looked at the seemingly docile Raccoon Dog in Li’er’s arms, unlike the agile arrow-stopping creature reported: “My subordinates reported this cat deflected many arrows; did you see it? ”

Li’er, startled, glanced at the Prince, then quickly lowered her head: “This servant didn’t know; I only knew the kitten ran during the chaos; I hid behind the carriage and didn’t see anything. ”

An elite soldier captain suggested: “Seeing is believing, my Prince; I suggest shooting an arrow at the cat to determine the truth. ”

Loyal to their master, they didn’t want servant casualties, but the contrast was jarring; he lost several men, while the other side was unharmed, hence his impulsive suggestion.