The terrain was uneven and littered with rubble, and in some places, the weeds grew as high as a person’s waist. The journey was a series of stumbles and jolts; the axle of the carriage even snapped. The driver had to spend a long time hunched over, working painstakingly to patch it up. It was functional again, but no one could sit inside the carriage anymore.
Riding in the carriage had been like being in a prison cell. Zhao Yan and his two companions were tossed from side to side, and bumping their heads against the carriage frame became a regular occurrence. Once, Li Hu lost his balance and sprawled forward, terrifying everyone on board, though thankfully he was tough-skinned and hadn't suffered any injuries.
Rubbing his head, Zhao Yan climbed down from the carriage with difficulty. They were only a few miles from Nanxun County now; walking for a few hours was far better than enduring the torture inside that carriage.
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