The night is getting darker, and the sky is full of stars. The air in ancient times was so good, and the stars were particularly bright, like diamonds shining.

The mountain wind blew, and the grass and trees swayed gently, rolling into the valley. The cavalry and soldiers felt cool. They were on their way for a day, and only at night did they feel less hot and stuffy.

Luo Zhaoyun sent thirty cavalry to walk in front of him. He personally led fifty elite knights to gather together, including the King of Jin, his ten personal guards, and the little princess.

The team of hundreds of people is still slow and the surrounding vans is still protected tightly.

"If you don't have a car, you have to suffer like this!" the little princess muttered, a little reluctant. She hadn't ridden a horse a few times, and her riding skills were clumsy and dark. She was riding and almost carried off the horse, so she had to let a guard lead him on the ground.

Luo Zhaoyun glanced at her, sighed softly, rode his horse over, and whispered: "Hold on for a while, you will be five miles away."

At this moment, a scout came back in front of him, waving the flag a mile away to indicate safety, and then turned around and continued to run away.

Guo Xiaoke came over and said, "The scouts did not show any problems. Are we too careful?"

"Be careful that we can't stand a mistake after a thousand-year-old ship, otherwise we should apologize for death." Luo Zhaoyun's face was serious. It would be better if he had made a mistake in his estimate. There were no ambushes, but once an accident occurred, the King of Jin and the young master were mainly dead, and he could not refuse to blame him.

As the team continued to move forward, just after walking dozens of feet, suddenly, countless sharp arrows shot out from the cliffs on one side, making a sharp sound of breaking through the air.

"Swish swish swish swish swish!"

Some knights did not dodge in time and were shot in the body. They were taken off the horse. The cavalry team in the canyon imperial road suddenly appeared.

"It's really here!" Luo Zhaoyun's heart tightened, knowing that what he guessed was right. This escort trip was really a dragon's den.

"Person Liang, take people to protect the King of Jin in the car, and the rest of the people rushed over with me first!" He roared and issued an order, actually trying to bluff and escape.

The captain Liang Wencheng led his men to surround several carriages and continued to rush forward, attracting the ambushers on the cliffs, cold arrows and iron crossbows all shot towards the carriages.

Luo Zhaoyun, Guo Xiaoke and more than fifty people immediately rode their horses and rushed towards the exit several miles away at the other end of the valley.

The twenty or thirty horses who were opening the road ahead were also shot to death and were in chaos.

Because the ambush on the cliff did not want to destroy the imperial road or make the movement too much, it did not push the rocks or roll wood to block the road. It just sprinkled a lot of thorns, tripping ropes, etc. on the road ahead to try to stop the knight from escaping.

"Ah--" The little princess screamed. She was not good at riding skills. At the same time, she became even more panicked. She had just run dozens of steps before she fell down.

"Xiaoke, take people to continue rushing forward, don't stop, protect him!" Luo Zhaoyun's words were very obscure, but Guo Xiaoke naturally understood that 'he' refers to King Jin!

Luo Zhaoyun tied the reins with his hand, and when he dropped the horse, he rushed over, stretched his arms, and pulled up the little princess who fell to the ground, and put it in front of him as relaxed as a scarecrow, and rode with him.

"If you have an ambush, be careful, hold your waist and stop falling down."

The little princess just fell down a butt, and it was very painful, her eyes were crying, watery, grinning, and almost burst into tears.

"Don't cry. As soon as you cry, you will be exposed immediately. Let's be shot into hedgehogs together!" Luo Zhaoyun shouted coldly, scaring the little princess's crying back.

As she grew up, no one dared to be so cruel to her. Yang Caiyu was a little resentful to Luo Zhaoyun at this moment, but at the same time, she felt a different feeling.

She turned her back to the front, hid in his arms, buried her head in front of his chest. As the war horse began to gallop and was a little bumpy, the little princess couldn't help but hug Luo Zhaoyun's waist with both hands.

"Gao—" Luo Zhaoyun didn't care about the soldiers behind him. This was not because he was afraid of life and death and abandoned his comrades, but because he had more important tasks.

As a leader of a command team, you must know how to make choices at critical moments.

However, he had agreed with the Captain Liang in advance that he would take people to escort the van. When they walked away, they would hold on for a moment before giving up the van and rush forward. Captain Liang even proposed that one of the guards wear the costumes of King Jin to attract the attention of the ambush with fake appearances.

At this time, the shooting of arrows had stopped because the war horses ran along the bottom of a cliff, and the angle of the arrows could not reach them.

"Hey!" A strange laugh suddenly came from the cliff. Immediately afterwards, many hooks and cables were put down. Some black-clothed dead men actually used ropes and ziplines to fly down from the sky, like a group of agile monkeys chasing in the jungle, dense black shadows quickly rushing from the air.

They all held swords and hidden weapons in their hands, flew past the sides, above their heads, and behind them, attacking and slashing at the knights.

"Puff puff puff--"

Some knights were slashed by a knife, carrying a bunch of blood, and they also fell off their horses and turned over.

There were also some knights who were very brave. They held a spear and stabbed them suddenly, stabbing the black-clothed dead man who rushed over into the air, and killed them, and their bodies fell to the ground.

Especially near several vans, there have been close handover and fierce fighting has begun.

Luo Zhaoyun rode his horse and held a spear in his hand. Whenever a black-clothed killer passed by him, he would stab him to the ground. Blood splashed and swords and swords were scared, so the little princess hugged Luo Zhaoyun's waist even tighter and pressed her tightly, hoping to get into his body.
Chapter completed!