Jing Zetian was frightened at the moment, a little demented, he hadn't come back to his senses yet, and was riding on the horse in a daze.

Suddenly, from the small ditch on both sides of the road, two people came out, and these two people were supposed to be the ones pulling the horse rope.

The two of them were dressed in common linen clothes, their mouths and noses were covered by white linen, and there were still many weeds left on the top of their heads.

Jing Zetian, who was in a daze, was awakened by the light of the knife, and immediately kicked off the horse's belly, wanting to take advantage of the horse's advantage to avoid the attack of the two, but the horse, who was also frightened just now, just subconsciously shook his body, and still stayed in place and was unwilling to act.

Jing Zetian was in the current situation, although he was anxious and nervous, his mind still forcibly kept calm. found that the horse was unreliable, and when the two of them swung their knives at this moment, they jumped off the horse and kicked back hard, avoiding the blade at this moment.

"Little Zhuozi, are you alright?" After Jing Zetian dodged the attack of the two, he asked his subordinates with concern.

"Your Highness, don't worry, I'm fine, it's just that the fall hurts, I'll protect Your Highness." Xiao Zhuozi lay on the ground and said, while supporting his body, trying to stand up, but the pain in his body prevented him from completing his movements.

Qiu Xiang and Ruhua are too, the two of them are delicate, they fell not lightly just now, and they were anxious to help Jing Zetian resist the assassin's attack, but they fell from their horses, and as soon as they got up, they sat back on the ground because of the pain.

"Don't move, they're targeting me!" Jing Zetian's head was quickly analyzing the current situation, he found that these people were well-trained, this operation must have been premeditated, he didn't think who arranged this assassination, these are all meaningless now, he has been thinking about how to get out of the current predicament.

Jing Zetian was right, the target of the two assassins was him alone, and the assassins ignored the three Xiao Zhuozi who fell to the ground in pain and lost their combat effectiveness, and continued to chase and slash towards Jing Zetian.

Although Jing Zetian usually exercises, he is young after all, and he is mainly just exercising, and he is really not good at using knives and guns to get real. Therefore, under the threat of life and death, the two adult assassins did not catch up with him for a while.

"Captain, shall we go up?" One of the men in Tsing Yi hidden in the mountains and forests asked the man in the hat.

"Nonsense, hurry up, let's go and save His Highness." The man with the hat covered his mouth and nose with the green silk tied around his neck, and rushed down the hill with a knife in his hand. A dozen or so subordinates behind him also wrapped their scarves around them and quickly rushed down with him.

Just as they were moving, a group of people rushed down the hillside opposite them.

Jing Zetian, who was fleeing, originally wanted to escape in the mountains and forests, but when he was about to drill into the forest, a lot of people rushed down from the slopes on both sides. Jing Zetian, who didn't know the situation, thought that these two waves of people were assassins, and this was really an ambush on all sides.

'it! Heaven is going to kill me! Jing Zetian was a little disheartened at the moment, at this time he regretted very much why he didn't bring a strong guard out, and he wouldn't fall into this situation, but regret was useless, he had a strong desire to survive, and continued to run forward along the road, the hunger in his body was completely gone under the persecution, but he felt that there was still a strong energy in his body, supporting him to run.

Soon two groups of men and horses came down from the hillside, one wearing a white linen coat and a peasant's costume and a linen scarf on his face; One side was wearing a cyan strong coat and a cyan scarf on his face, which looked very mysterious.

However, the white Mai side has more than a dozen people than the group in Tsing Yi.

Jing Zetian, who was running wildly with his face up, suddenly felt that something was missing behind him, and looked back cautiously, a large group of people were fighting together.

Jing Zetian subconsciously stopped and looked at the situation in front of him in confusion.

'What's going on?' Jing Zetian thought subconsciously.

"Your Highness, run, we are the emperor's secret guards, and we are ordered to protect Your Highness." The man in green clothes wearing a hat on his head, when he was fighting with two Mai assassins, found that Jing Zetian was standing in place and didn't run, so he could only say loudly.

Jing Zetian heard the voice of the man in Tsing Yi, and also knew which one was his own person, because the assassins were overwhelming, and the group of secret guards could only support it, and they were pressed and beaten by the assassins, and many people had been stabbed several times, and there were many knife seams on their clothes, but they were not fatal.

Although Jing Zetian was worried about the safety of his own people at the moment, he was not stupid, he knew that he was just a burden to stay here, and wanted to escape to the pursuit range of this group of assassins, so that if this group of assassins could not hurt him, he would retreat on his own nine times out of ten, and his own people would not be implicated by themselves.

Jing Zetian immediately continued to run in the direction of Hua'an City, he was worried that this group of assassins would still have an ambush on the way to Hua'an City, so he fled back.

Seeing that Jing Zetian wanted to escape, the group of assassins wanted to end the stalemate with the secret guards and pursue Jing Zetian, but the secret guards were well-trained and their strength was still okay, and they continued to pester the assassins.

In desperation, the assassins could only divide the three of them to pursue Jing Zetian, and the remaining people continued to fight with the secret guards.

"Squirrel, you go and protect Your Highness!" The man in the hat saw that the assassin had divided his men to chase after him, and when he looked at his own manpower, he could only assign one person to contain the assassin.

Takuko watched the battle in front of her worriedly, praying in her heart that the secret guards would be able to defeat the assassins. Qiu Xiang and Ruhua hugged each other in fear, looking down and not daring to look at the scene of blood flying.

As the battle progressed, one of the dozen or so guards had already fallen to the ground, with a knife on his body, completely losing his combat effectiveness, but his chest was still trembling slightly, and the person was still alive.

Jing Zetian, who had fled, saw that three more assassins were chasing after him, and his heart became anxious again.

However, the secret guard named Squirrel, who ran faster than the three Assassins, chased the three Assassins and tried to contain them, but he was not stupid at the moment, and divided one man to engage the Squirrel, and the two continued to pursue.

The squirrel and a man are fighting alone at this moment, obviously the squirrel's force is much stronger than at this moment, after fighting a few knives, the squirrel has a quick knife, directly slashing the neck at the moment, and in a short moment, the assassin was hacked to death.

The squirrel continued to chase forward.

Jing Zetian, who was running on the road, became slower and slower, and gradually turned into a big stride. After running wildly for such a long time, the energy that burst out in the body was almost consumed. Jing Zetian breathed in a big gulp of air, and walked forward with the help of inertia mechanically.

The assassins behind him are not comfortable now, the two assassins have been running with Jing Zetian for so long, and they are wondering in their hearts that this young child is not tired of running for so long, they are also out of breath, seeing that Jing Zetian is already tired and starting to walk, they arouse hope again, and run after him with the last breath of strength.