I used space to carry a lot of supplies to escape famine in ancient times

Gun smoke filled the sky above the village, and the blood had not yet dried on the land that had just experienced a bloody battle. That fierce battle seemed to have frozen time, and everyone's breathing was filled with post-war fatigue and tension.

Gu Qianning stood at the entrance of the village ravaged by war, looking into the distance, her eyes revealing determination and resoluteness. Her clothes were torn in the battle, stained with blood and dust, but her posture was still upright, like an unshakable sculpture. Chu Mohan was not far away, directing the villagers to clean up the battlefield and rescue the wounded.

Having just repelled the first wave of the enemy's attack, they had no time to enjoy the joy of victory, because they knew clearly that this was just the beginning. In the distance, the enemy's camps were endless, and the military flags fluttered in the wind, indicating that a more brutal battle was about to come.

Gu Qianning took a deep breath and turned to the square in the center of the village. There, the injured villagers were lying on makeshift stretchers, groaning in pain. Doctors were busy shuttling between them, trying their best to treat every wounded person. Gu Qianning quickly stepped forward, took out precious medicines and medical equipment from the space, and joined the rescue team.

"Girl, over here, the wounded here are seriously injured!" An old man waved to Gu Qianning anxiously.

Gu Qianning rushed over after hearing the noise, and saw a young villager with a knife wound in the abdomen. The wound was so deep that one could almost see his internal organs, and blood was constantly pouring out. Gu Qianning's eyes tightened, and she quickly opened the medicine box, took out the hemostatic medicine and bandages, and began to treat the wound.

"Hold on, you must hold on!" Gu Qianning encouraged softly while bandaging the wounded.

The wounded man clenched his teeth and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, but he still nodded firmly.

On the other side, Chu Mohan was organizing the villagers to strengthen the village's fortifications. They brought in stones and wood to repair the walls and traps destroyed by the enemy. Some villagers were making arrows to prepare for the next round of battle; others were digging tunnels in case of emergency.

"Everyone, work harder and don't let the enemy take advantage of us!" Chu Mohan shouted loudly.

The villagers responded in unison, working even harder. There was no more fear in their eyes, but instead a firm determination and anger towards the enemy.

As night fell, a tense atmosphere filled the village. Gu Qianning and Chu Mohan stood on the city wall, looking at the enemy camp, feeling worried.

"Mo Han, the next battle will probably be even more difficult." Gu Qianning said softly.

Chu Mohan held her hand and gave her a firm look: "Don't be afraid, as long as we are together, nothing can defeat us."

Gu Qianning nodded, tears glistening in her eyes.

The next morning, the enemy's trumpets broke the tranquility of the village. A new round of attack began, and the enemy rushed in like a tide, with deafening shouts and cries of killing.

Gu Qianning and Chu Mohan led the way and rushed to the front of the team. Gu Qianning held a long sword, and her sword skills were sharp, and every sword stabbed at the enemy's vital points; Chu Mohan wielded a long spear, and the tip of the spear flashed with cold light, and wherever he went, the enemy fell one after another.

Inspired by them, the villagers also became extremely brave, using bows and arrows, stones, rolling logs and other weapons to cause great damage to the enemy.

In the fierce battle, an enemy soldier took advantage of Gu Qianning's inattention and swung a knife at her. At this critical moment, a villager stepped forward and blocked the knife with his body.

"Daniu!" Gu Qianning shouted in grief.

Daniu fell into Gu Qianning's arms with a smile on his face: "Miss Gu, I have no regrets in dying to protect the village..." After saying that, his eyes slowly closed.

Gu Qianning burst into tears, but she had no time to feel sad because the battle was still going on. She gently put down Daniu's body and turned around to join the battle again.

When Chu Mohan saw this scene, the anger in his heart burned even more vigorously. He roared, and the spear in his hand danced more violently, as if he wanted to pierce all the enemy troops.

After several hours of fierce fighting, they finally succeeded in repelling the enemy's second wave of attack. But the village also paid a heavy price, many villagers died in the battle, houses were burned down, and fields were trampled.

Gu Qianning and Chu Mohan looked at the devastated village, their hearts filled with grief and anger.

"We must make the enemy pay with blood!" Chu Mohan clenched his fists tightly.

Gu Qianning nodded: "Yes, we must avenge the dead villagers!"

At night, the village was silent. Gu Qianning and Chu Mohan gathered the villagers to discuss the next battle plan.

"We can no longer passively defend, we must take the initiative!" said a young villager.

"But our manpower and weapons are limited. It's too risky to take the initiative to attack." Another villager raised an objection.

Everyone expressed their opinions and the debate continued.

Gu Qianning stood up and said, "We can send a small team to go around the enemy's rear and launch a surprise attack. At the same time, we strengthen the defense at the front to attract the enemy's attention."

Chu Mohan nodded: "I think this plan is feasible. However, the sneak attack team needs very brave and smart people."

"I'm willing to lead the team!" A villager named Chen Hu stood up.

"I do, too!" "Me too!" Many villagers responded.

Finally, a 20-man team led by Chen Hu was formed. They set out quietly under the cover of night and advanced in a roundabout way to the rear of the enemy.

Gu Qianning and Chu Mohan led the villagers to continue strengthening the fortifications in the village, preparing for the next enemy attack.

On the third day, the enemy attacked again. This time, the enemy's attack was more fierce, and they sent more troops and siege equipment.

Gu Qianning and Chu Mohan commanded the villagers to resist tenaciously. For a moment, arrows rained down and stones flew everywhere.

At this moment, shouts of killing suddenly came from the rear of the enemy. It turned out that the small team led by Chen Hu successfully launched a sneak attack, and the rear of the enemy fell into chaos.

Gu Qianning and Chu Mohan saw the right opportunity and led the villagers to launch a counterattack. The enemy troops were attacked from both sides and were thrown into disarray, and were defeated one after another.

They finally won the battle. Cheers of victory rang out in the village, and the villagers hugged each other and cried.