Twilight is falling, and a blood-red sunset is about to disappear across the river. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info the river is gurgling, flashing with sparkling golden light, like a brocade woven of gold threads flowing slowly. Sniffing it closely, it seems to imply the smell of blood.

A small team of about a dozen people was galloping towards the setting sun. The personnel of this horse team are very complex, including the Eastern Qin people and the Northern Underworld people with pigtails. No matter who they are, they are all wearing strong suits that are easy to move, but they are wearing leather armor full of scratches on their chests and backs, and they all keep their swords and arrows on their bodies.

Among these wolf-like big men, there is also a handsome young man in white clothes, he is thin and pale, and his thin arms and legs are extremely pitiful, surrounded by these rude big men, which is particularly eye-catching.

"Take a break!"

The black-clothed man at the front of the horse team was Ji Huang, his face was full of dust, and the messy stubble covered most of his cheeks, but his two eyes were extremely bright, revealing a sharp and shrewd color.

"Yes!"

Everyone agreed, turned over and dismounted, and came to the river for a simple cleaning. Ji Huang led the horse alone away from the crowd and came to the river upstream. It is already late autumn, and the rushing river water is cool and biting, which is very relieving. Ji Huang washed his face, and then loosened his shirt to breathe.

Before the droplets of water on his face were wiped off, an iron arrow flew out of the dense forest on the shore with a cold light and a terrible wind sound, and struck at Ji Huang's vest trickily.

Ji Huang didn't have time to turn back when he heard the sound, he pounced forward, splashing a large splash. The attacking iron arrow flew dangerously above him, fell into the beautiful golden water, stirred up a small splash, and disappeared without a trace.

Ji Huang raised his head and shouted: "Enemy attack, protect the Seventh Prince!"

Not far downstream, the people who were cleaning got up, they quickly turned over their horses, and protected the white-clothed youth league in it, and one of them also used a cloak to cover the young man's panicked face.

More and more iron arrows flew out of the dense forest, and Ji Huang climbed onto the horse, shook the horsewhip fiercely, and quickly gathered with his own team.

These guards brought by Ji Huang were all carefully selected. All of them have been on the battlefield for a long time and have a lot of experience in dealing with the enemy. Unfazed, they quickly formed a favorable formation and drew their weapons to block the swarming iron arrows that swarmed like locusts.

A round of arrows rained down, and in addition to shooting a war horse, three or four people hung up their colors. Fortunately, the vital parts of their bodies are protected by leather armor, and they all have no worries about their lives. However, the guard who had lost his horse, after falling off the horse, jumped on the back of the young man in white in the next moment.

Ji Huang pulled the reins, raised the eyes of the Yin Owl and looked deeply into the dense forest, and saw countless Northern Underworld people holding bows and arrows, riding horses and rushing out.

They came extremely fast, showing a trend of encirclement, as if they wanted to seal Ji Huang's retreat. Ji Huang's guards greeted them without showing weakness, and quickly fought with these sneak attackers.

Ji Huang looked around, and seeing that the other party's encirclement had not yet been formed, he hurriedly shouted to the guards who were riding with the white-clothed young man: "You take the Seventh Prince to rush out with me......"

Ji Huang pulled the horse's head and flicked the whip fiercely, the horse let out a terrible neigh, raised the horse's hooves and quickly passed through the encirclement of the sneak attacker.

The guards followed closely behind the white-clothed young man with his head covered and his face covered, and also rushed away, while the rest of the guards struggled to block the sneak attack of the Northern Underworld behind Ji Huang.

Although the guards were brave, these Northern Underworld people came prepared, and there were many of them. A small part of them still got rid of the desperate resistance of the guards and chased closely behind Ji Huang and the others.

Ji Huang's three people and two horsemen were already at a disadvantage, and in order to get rid of the pursuers behind them, they rushed into the dense forest without thinking. Going up the bumpy mountain road, Ji Huang wanted to use the chaotic trees in the dense forest to disturb the sight of the pursuers behind him.

Ji Huang walked in front, swinging his sword from time to time to cut off the branches in front of him. The guards maneuvered their horses to follow closely behind, not daring to relax in the slightest. The boy who had been huddled in front of him kept shivering, as if he was very afraid.

There were two soft "whoosh" sounds, and the guards violently lowered the boy's body, and two iron arrows flew over their heads and plunged into the trunk of the tree in front of them.

The tail of the arrow trembled, hissing like a viper. The guard had turned sharply, the iron bow in his hand had been drawn into a full circle, and an iron arrow shot out with the sound of the wind. There was a scream behind him, followed by the dull sound of objects falling off their horses.

The guard shot an arrow, and he didn't have time to see how the battle would be, so he immediately turned around and urged the war horse under his crotch to speed up his escape.

The war horse seemed to know that danger was approaching, and they spread their hooves and galloped wildly. But no matter how brave it was, it was carrying two people after all, and gradually, its speed slowed down.

Ji Huang anxiously urged in a low voice: "Hurry, hurry, faster......" Before he could finish speaking, two iron arrows struck behind him, but fortunately they were blocked by the lush trees.

The guard gritted his teeth and slapped the horse's buttocks hard. Although the horse's hips were already scarred, his speed still couldn't improve. Hearing the shouting behind him getting closer and closer, the guard's resolute face tightened, and it was all fierce.

The shouting behind him was getting closer, closer and closer, and it could be felt that the nearest was only a few steps away. The guards who followed Ji Huang finally turned their hearts sideways and said sharply: "The Seventh Prince will be handed over to you, and I will cut it off!"

Ji Huang turned his head suddenly, and saw the guard burst into a shout, threw the reins in his hand forward, and then shook the stirrups on his feet, jumped up, and swooped down on the pursuers behind him like an eagle with open wings, and his tall figure was quickly drowned by the pursuers and the thick green foliage.

Ji Huang struck a stir, because through the gap in the branches, he saw several canopies of blood splashing up. The shouts, the scolding, and the shouts of killing came and went.

Ji Huang had no time to take a closer look, and he didn't have time to pay attention to whether the guard was dead or alive after he pounced. He jerked out his hand to grab the reins thrown by the guard, and used the time the guards fought so hard to escape into the depths of the forest.

Only the emaciated boy was left on the horse, and the weight was lightened by half, and its speed increased significantly. The sound of the wind whistling past the young man's ears, and it felt like the speed had reached the extreme, probably just like that.

At such a speed, accidents are very easy to occur in the dense forest. If a galloping horse gets caught in a vine on the ground, or doesn't have time to dodge an oncoming branch, they will face the bad luck of breaking their necks.

The boy lay on the horse's back, his hands clutching the horse's neck, and his slender body hidden under the cloak trembled constantly, and from time to time let out frightened whimpering.

Ji Huang's teeth were clenched tightly, the muscles of his cheeks were even twitching constantly, and his two eyes were staring at the front tightly, not daring to relax at all.

It's a pity that not long after running out, the pursuers who were desperately blocked by the guards chased after them like cockroaches that couldn't be killed.

Ji Huang didn't dare to turn back, and he didn't have time to turn back. His eyes were already red, the reins in his hands were almost pinched out of water, and his palms were even more cold and sticky.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he was stunned to find that he had already drilled out of the dense forest, and the vision in front of him was wide. Even though it was getting dark, he noticed a cliff not far ahead. And the war horse under his crotch was rushing towards the cliff at the fastest speed.