Zhao Wuming galloped with thirty-nine guards, and an ominous feeling emerged from the bottom of his heart, Zhao Wuming grabbed the war horse and looked around. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

A group of black-clothed people appeared, about two hundred, and a black-clothed man standing at the front showed a fierce gaze: "Zhao Wuming, it's been a long time."

"Who are you, why did you stop this son three times and twice". Zhao Wuming's gaze looked directly at the man in black standing at the front.

The man in black ignored Zhao Wuming's forced gaze, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Who? Naturally, it's the one who wants your life. In order to survive, the fourth prince can only offend."

As soon as the words fell, the two hundred people behind the black-clothed man drew their swords at the same time and rushed in the direction of Zhao Wuming.

The thirty-nine guards behind Zhao Wuming saw that this was a forest war horse but it was a burden, so they hurriedly dismounted and greeted them.

Suddenly, the sound of swords and soldiers intersecting was everywhere, and although the number of guards was small, they were all wearing light armor, on the other hand, two hundred men in black. Although they were numerous, they were afraid of revealing their identities, so they all wore black civilian clothes.

The man in black who had just spoken out was obviously their leader, and when he saw that the two sides were evenly killed in the rear, not only was he not afraid, but he looked like he was in control of everything.

A trace of anxiety spread in Zhao Wuming's heart, and at this time, he didn't care about exposing it, so he immediately used the relocation order.

The expected light gate did not appear, and a virtual interface emerged: the battle state and the relocation order were invalid.

Zhao Wuming hurriedly turned over and dismounted, drew his saber and prepared to go to support.

The leader of the black-clothed men who was watching the battle in front suddenly laughed wildly when he saw Zhao Wuming's anxious expression: "Fourth son, your head on the neck, you will laugh at it below."

"Shoot the arrows". The leader of the men in black didn't wait for Zhao Wuming to reply, and shouted violently at the front.

Two rows of black-clothed men armed with bows and arrows appeared in the grass, and a rain of arrows shot in the direction where Zhao Wuming was.

Zhao Wuming was in a hurry, but in the face of the rain of arrows, it was useless, and he rushed forward with a secret hatred in his heart.

But with his speed, how could he dodge the attack range of the arrow rain, and when he saw that the arrow rain was about to fall completely, the top of his head suddenly darkened.

The expected rain of arrows did not fall, and Zhao Wuming couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

At a fork in the road not far from Zhao Wuming, Nie Qiu jumped forward and held his hands together. The tiger's corpse was steadily dragged, and a rain of arrows shot on it.

At this time, the guards reacted and divided into ten and rushed to the two bushes.

Nie Qiu didn't wait for the black-clothed man who was shooting arrows to react, and used all his strength to throw the tiger corpse in his hand fiercely. Several black-clothed men armed with bows and arrows fell in response. Immediately after that, he swung his fist at one of the men in black.

Nie Qiu, who was watching from the leader of the men in black, suddenly became angry: "You actually dare to ruin the good deeds of the general, and you don't want to take it for the general."

As soon as the words fell, shouts of killing came from the four directions, front, back, left, right, and countless black-clothed people came out of the woods and killed in Zhao Wuming's direction.

Looking at the man in black who rushed towards him, Zhao Wuming held the bronze sword in his hand and killed directly in the direction of the leader of the man in black.

The leader of the men in black was not afraid, and drew his bronze sword to meet him.

Although the thirty-nine guards were all elites, they were too few compared to the hundreds of people in black. Gradually, the situation began to be unfavorable to Zhao Wuming.

At this moment, the sound of horses' hooves came, and Zhao Yong appeared at a fork next to him, and was shocked when he saw Zhao Wuming who was in danger: "Uncle."

Hearing Zhao Yong's voice, the man in black knew that an uninvited guest was coming, and a sharp arrow was sent out of nowhere, shooting in the direction of Zhao Yong.

Zhao Yong was so shocked that he forgot to dodge for a while.

Nie Qiu, who was not far from Zhao Yong, saw that the ten-year-old Zhao Yong didn't have time to think about it, and pounced on him.

The arrow hit Nie Qiu's shoulder, and then two more arrows flew in, and Nie Qiu was hit by two arrows. Then he fell to the ground and passed out.

At this time, the sound of horses' hooves came, and Sun Buer arrived with three hundred guards.

The leader of the men in black was shocked and urged the men in black beside him: "Kill quickly, kill Zhao Wuming."

Given the order, hundreds of men in black intensified their attacks, and just when they thought they could win, the sound of horses' hooves could be heard again from behind. Another Pro-Guard army entered the battle.

The leader of the men in black watched more and more men in black fall in pools of blood, and could only order the men in black beside him: "Withdraw."

The men in black received the order and hurriedly retreated. But where the people ran compared to the horses and arrows, hundreds of guards raised their horses' hooves and chased after them.

Zhao Wuming didn't have time to take care of the situation of the guards chasing and killing the man in black, and walked quickly towards Nie Qiu.

Zhao Yong just woke up from a dream at this time, and looked at the scene in front of him in surprise: "Uncle, what the hell is going on...... this."

"Someone has assassinated him, and he looks like he has been planning for a long time. If it weren't for Nie Qiu's help, Sun Buer would have arrived in time, and I am afraid that it would have been us who fell in a pool of blood." Zhao Wuming thought about the scene just now.

Zhao Yong squatted down and looked at Nie Qiu, who was dead in front: "Uncle, you said his name is Nie Qiu."

"This is the second time he's saved me." Zhao Wuming said as he carefully looked at Nie Qiu's wounds, and saw that the arrows on his body did not hit the vital point of life, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

Save twice? Zhao Yong showed a puzzled look: "Could it be that my uncle encountered two attacks today."

"Look at that tiger". Zhao Wuming did not explain directly, but instead motioned to Zhao Yong to look at the tiger corpse not far to the left.

Tiger? Zhao Yong was taken aback. Subconsciously looked at the place indicated by Zhao Wuming, and saw that the tiger's corpse was full of arrows, and he couldn't help but gasp: "This tiger's corpse, how can there be so many arrows."

"This is caused by him just using the corpse of a tiger to block the rain of arrows for me, otherwise where would there be life at this time." Zhao Wuming looked at the corpse of the tiger and sighed, and then looked at Nie Qiu who had fainted.

Zhao Yong walked towards the corpse of the tiger: "Uncle, didn't you say that he saved you twice, but what about another one?"

"Another time it was this tiger." Zhao Wuming heard the inquiry and explained to Zhao Yong.

Zhao Yong was puzzled and turned his head to look at Zhao Wuming: "This tiger? Didn't he save his uncle's life with this tiger? Isn't that a thing? “。

"Before I came here, I was attacked by two tigers, and if he hadn't helped, I was afraid that I would have died under the tiger's mouth." Zhao Wuming listened to Zhao Yong's series of inquiries and continued to explain to him.

Zhao Yong thought of the scene where Nie Qiu rushed to block the arrow just now: "Uncle, if he hadn't used his body to block the arrow for me, I was afraid that I would also become a corpse that fell to the ground." It seems that he is not only my uncle's savior, but also mine."

"Yong'er, you can repay your kindness, and my uncle is very relieved." Zhao Wuming listened to Zhao Yong's words and felt some emotion.

Zhao Yong was happy when he heard the praise, and looked at Nie Qiu who had passed out and the arrows on his body with a trace of worry: "Since he is our savior, do we need to take him to Xindu to find Lang Zhong for treatment at this time?"

"These arrows did not hit him in the fatal spot, and when these clowns are cleaned up, my uncle will send him to the letter with you to be healed." Zhao Wuming told Zhao Yong his arrangements without thinking, thinking that those men in black would return to Xindu recklessly. I'm afraid I'll encounter danger along the way, so it's not advisable to return immediately.

Zhao Yonggang wanted to come out, but heard the sound of horses' hooves. Zhao Yu walked out of the left fork with the guards of the Prince's Mansion, followed by ten personal guards.

Zhao Yu looked at the corpse that fell to the ground and was slightly stunned, hurriedly turned over and dismounted, and looked at Zhao Wuming puzzled: "Fourth brother, what is going on."

"These black-clothed people set up ambushes and assassinations here, if it weren't for this strong man, I was afraid that my nephew would die in Huangquan." After Zhao Wuming finished speaking, he pointed to Nie Qiu who had fainted on the ground.

Zhao Yong didn't wait for Zhao Yu to speak, and immediately saluted respectfully: "Father."

"You are saved by these strong men". Zhao Yu looked at Zhao Yong in disbelief.

Zhao Yong didn't hide it, and nodded slightly: "The arrows on this person's body are blocked for the child."

"Three arrows, one on the left shoulder, and two on the right. Who is it, so bold, to assassinate the prince and the king's grandson". Zhao Yu hurriedly walked to Nie Qiu, who had fainted on the ground, and carefully looked at the wound.

Zhao Wuming shook his head lightly: "I don't know who it is, but looking at their actions when they ambushed them, they should have been planning for a long time."

"Planned for a long time?". Zhao Yu fell into thought, and looked at the arrow on Nie Qiu's body: "Looking at the specifications of this arrow, it should be something in the army, otherwise it would be impossible to make it so delicate and sharp."

"Something in the army? In this way, this person must have a certain amount of power in the court, otherwise how could he get such an arrow." Zhao Wuming thought along with Zhao Yu's words.

Zhao Yu seemed to think of something, his eyes flickered a little, obviously in his heart, he was thinking quickly: "No, if it were them, it should be Lone, not Lone's child."

"Big brother, these people are coming for me, and my nephew just broke in by mistake, so he was attacked by those men in black with bows and arrows." Zhao Wuming looked at Zhao Yu, and somehow suddenly felt a little strange. As soon as this thought appeared, he shook his head lightly and drove this thought out. After all, it is understandable to worry about your son, how can you be suspicious at this time.

Zhao Yu was stunned as if he had thought of something, and looked at Zhao Wuming with a concerned look: "Fourth brother, were you injured just now?"

"Thank you eldest brother for your concern, with the protection of those guards, I am naturally fine." When Zhao Wuming heard the inquiry, he immediately replied with a smile.

Zhao Yu heard the two words "no hindrance", and thought a little about diverting the topic: "Fourth brother, who do you think will be the person behind this attack."

"Since these people are coming for me, if they are also from the court......." Zhao Wuming said this with a pensive look.

Zhao Yu saw Zhao Wuming pondering, and asked him: "Fourth brother, you can think about it, among the people you have offended, there are those people who have this strength." You can launch an attack of this magnitude under the nose of the king at one time."

"Zhao Fan? Zhao Wei? Or maybe it's the king." When Zhao Wuming heard the inquiry, the first reaction in his mind was these two names.

Hearing the word king, Zhao Yong was taken aback, and subconsciously retorted: "Impossible, how could the king launch an ambush on his son." The whole world is not the king's land, and the shore of the land is not the king's minister. If you really want to kill your uncle, why bother."

Zhao Wuming was silent, and Zhao Yu seemed to have thought of something. But he couldn't tell his son clearly, so he could only sigh in his heart. If the fourth brother was really so easy to kill, how could he survive.

(To be continued.) )