At this moment, on a road to Hua'an City, Xiao Zhuozi sat on the ground and watched the two sides fight, and there were injured people on both sides who fell to the ground, but Mai stabbed many guests, and as the fight continued, the secret guard side was already on the verge of rout.

And Jing Zetian was about to be caught up by two assassins, and the squirrel was desperately chasing after him.

Finally, Jing Zetian, who was overconsumed in his body, stopped and ran continuously, causing his body to lack oxygen, a feeling of dizziness, and an extremely uncomfortable feeling in his throat, and a feeling of vomiting that was extremely strong.

The assassin gasped for breath, and when he saw Jing Zetian stop, his heart was overjoyed, and he couldn't help but fill his footsteps, taking the opportunity to recover his strength to give Jing Zetian a fatal blow.

Jing Zetian no longer had the energy to care about the assassin, and now he was so uncomfortable that he lay directly on the ground, his thighs numb and he couldn't move. The sweat on his forehead kept flowing, his lips were blown white by the wind because of running, and his head was also groggy.

The assassin finally rushed to Jing Zetian's side, and without hesitation, raised the scimitar in his hand, Jing Zetian squinted at the shiny blade.

'Could it be that I, Jing Zetian, am going to die here?' Jing Zetian thought calmly in his heart, he was physically tired, and the pictures that made him remember deeply in the twelve years of life in this era appeared in his mind, his mother and concubine, his father and emperor, Li Shishi, Qiu Xiang, like flowers......

Just when Jing Zetian was immersed in memories, the squirrel behind finally caught up, jumped up vigorously, waved the knife in his hand and slashed at the back at the moment, the two assassins were so shocked that they subconsciously dodged the squirrel's knife, but one of the assassins couldn't dodge, and was still stabbed in the arm.

The assassin, who was about to succeed, suddenly burned with anger in his heart, and slashed at the squirrel in a fit of rage.

The squirrel and the assassin fought, and Jing Zetian struggled to sit up, seeing the secret guard fending off the two assassins with difficulty.

The corner of his mouth chuckled, and he said calmly: "This secret guard, you can go by yourself, leave me alone, I don't have the strength to escape." Jing Zetian doesn't care so much about life and death at the moment, anyway, he has already been reborn, and he has earned it no matter what. He didn't want to cause more people to die for him, after all, the humanitarianism of his previous life was deeply embedded in his soul.

"Your Highness can't give up lightly, Captain Sky Rat has already arranged to call someone before, and it will be enough to support it for a while." The squirrel who was fighting with the assassin divided a trace of energy and comforted Jing Zetian.

Jing Zetian found that his words were useless, so he didn't say anything more, for fear of dividing the squirrel's energy, he honestly sat on the ground to recover his strength, and at the same time looked forward to the rescue soldiers arriving in time, the current situation was very unfavorable for them, and the secret guards who fought with the assassin army had fallen a lot, Jing Zetian was very unbearable in his heart, but there was no way. There were already a few more Assassins with their hands free, coming towards him.

The squirrel also noticed the assassin's situation, and his heart became more and more anxious. I wanted to kill the two assassins who fought him as soon as possible, but these two assassins were good and never let him fight.

The more impatient he is in his heart, the more likely he is to make mistakes, the squirrel is not careful, and he is cut to the left arm by an assassin's knife.

When Jing Zetian saw this scene, his heart trembled violently, and he was worried about the situation of the squirrel.

The two assassins saw that the squirrel was already at the end of the crossbow, and the frequency of the attack suddenly accelerated, and the squirrel was beaten and retreated, and after a final resistance, the squirrel finally lost his physical strength, and was slashed to the stomach by the knives of the two assassins, and fell straight to the ground.

Jing Zetian looked straight at this scene, tears flashing in his eyes, but they didn't come out. This is the second time he has seen a living person die in front of him, the first time is the negotiation, but which people did not die for him, this time, the squirrel died to protect him, although he knew that this was the mission of the other party, but Jing Zetian still couldn't help but want to cry.

At this moment, he wanted to cry, but there was still a strong anger in his chest, and he wanted to live very much now, to avenge himself and the guards who had died for him this time.

When the assassin saw the squirrel fall, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to kill Jing Zetian quickly.

The sound of horses' hooves reached Jing Zetian's ears. At the same time, it reached the ears of the Assassins.

Jing Zetian looked in the direction where the voice came from, and a white horse came into his eyes, and he subconsciously felt a little familiar.

The Assassins sensed that something was wrong, and mentioned that they had slashed at Jing Zetian once more.

"Whoosh!" A dark shadow flew over Jing Zetian's head and shot directly into the throat of one of the assassins.

"Whoosh!" Once again, another dark shadow shot into the throat of another assassin in the same way.

Jing Zetian looked at it fixedly, and it turned out to be a crossbow arrow.

The two Assassins fell to the ground with a straight face.

Soon, the white horse ran to Jing Zetian's side, Jing Zetian looked at it, no wonder he felt a little familiar, the one who rode the horse was the Bai Xiaobai he had just met.

"When I met His Highness just now, I felt that there was something abnormal in the surrounding mountains and forests, and after telling Zihan about this matter, Zihan was worried about His Highness's safety, so he asked me to chase all the way to take a look, but I didn't expect that there were really people who were not good for His Highness." Bai Xiaobai still said coldly.

"I didn't expect you to save my life when I first met you." Jing Zetian said with emotion. Fate is so incredible.

"Okay, I've cleaned up these assassins, and His Highness's people can't hold it anymore." Bai Xiaobai was not polite, looked at the scene of the battle, and ran over directly.

Jing Zetian originally thought that Bai Xiaobai came on horseback, but when these assassins saw this scene, they naturally retreated, but they didn't expect Bai Xiaobai to want to kill him with a word.

The Assassins' thoughts were indeed the same as Jing Zetian's, when they saw Bai Xiaobai riding over and killing their accomplices, they had already given up the offensive and were ready to retreat, because once Jing Zetian fled with Bai Xiaobai on horseback, they would not be able to catch up, and there would be no need to continue to entangle with the secret guards.

But unexpectedly, Bai Xiaobai actually took the initiative to kill them, they fought and retreated, wanting to decide whether to continue fighting depending on the situation, because their assassination had been going on for a while, and they were worried that the reinforcements from Hua'an City would come over, and they would not be able to leave.

The secret guards who had been pressed and beaten for a long time, only eight of them could stand and continue to be involved with the assassins at this moment, and when they saw Bai Xiaobai riding a white horse, they were extremely puzzled, thinking about why this guy didn't run away with His Highness.

The remaining nineteen Mai assassins nodded to each other and gave a hint, not entangled with the secret guards, ready to try it one last time, and concentrated all their efforts to kill Bai Xiaobai, because Bai Xiaobai had crossbow arrows in his hands, they had been guarding against Bai Xiaobai from letting go of arrows, they were attacked by mountains and forests this time, there were too many trees blocking them, and the bows and arrows were more strictly controlled near the Beijing Division, and they were not easy to carry, so they were not prepared.

Bai Xiaobai did not continue to use crossbow arrows, but rushed towards the assassin with one person, one horse and one sword.