Lin Zhiruo didn't have enough time to carefully observe the dynamics of the guards, so as soon as he landed, he directly pulled out the torch on the shelf next to him.

"There are assassins!"

"Catch her!"

As soon as she appeared, guards with spears stood every few meters.

There were still the pursuers of the Crane King behind, Lin Zhiruo had no time to delay, and when the guards rushed up, her footsteps lightly used the heads of the soldiers who kept coming up as a bridge, and kept approaching the tent.

The shouting of killing alarmed the patrol guards next to them, and they rushed to the place where Lin Zhiruo was as fast as possible, and the number of people continued to increase.

The soldiers on patrol were obviously much more experienced than the logistics soldiers guarding the grain and grass, and when they saw that Lin Zhiruo had made a light effort, they immediately changed the direction of the spear in their hands and stabbed it into the air.

Lin Zhiruo originally wanted to continue to walk on the top of the person's head, but was about to settle down, but when she saw a pointed spear burst out, her face suddenly changed, and she fell to the ground sharply in the air.

The dagger in his hand was stabbed out suddenly, and a soldier at his hand suddenly fell to the ground with blood pouring down, and the warm blood splashed on her head and face, and she didn't know if the soldier was alive or dead, she was a doctor, and she actually did a harmful deed, and she couldn't hold back the discomfort in her heart Lin Zhiruo continued to move forward.

But the soldiers who kept coming in were like a once-impregnable wall, and she couldn't advance an inch.

These soldiers are obviously real soldiers who have been on the battlefield, and each one is naturally not Lin Zhiruo's opponent when they are carried alone, but after being put together, various formations emerge in endlessly, and after a few fights, Lin Zhiruo soon began to struggle a little.

Listening to the sound of the other side dispatching troops, she was anxious, for fear that if she was one step too late, Qin Ziyu would already start crossing the river.

She can't go on like this, she has to move forward!

As long as the grain and grass can be ignited, even if it is only for a moment, if the raised fire can be seen by Qin Ziyu, he will already start to be vigilant.

With this thought, Lin Zhiruo stepped forward despite the spear stabbed next to her.

"Poof!" The sound of a sharp weapon entering the flesh, Lin Zhiruo didn't even have time to feel the pain, her arm directly spurted bright red blood, and the torch in her hand almost fell to the ground unsteadily.

It's just that she gritted her teeth and grasped the fire, reached out and held the spear that had pierced into her arm, then pulled it out hard, and then pulled it violently, and before the soldier holding the spear could react, Lin Zhiruo's dagger had already stabbed into the man's chest.

It's just that her purpose is only to burn food and grass, and she has no intention of killing people, so she deliberately deviates from the other party's heart by two inches, and the soldier immediately falls to the ground.

After holding the spear in her hand and stabbing several soldiers in succession, Lin Zhiruo could finally see the white tent occasionally through the gaps of the soldiers.

She was overjoyed, and she didn't move forward, only kicked a soldier away, then spun quickly with her spear, and after a short drive away the soldiers around her, she finally got a gap and rose into the air, and at the same time the torch in her hand flew in the direction of the tent.

The torch drew a graceful arc in the air, slowly approaching the tent, and a pleased smile bloomed at the corner of Lin Zhiruo's mouth.

For Da Yue, she has never had a strong sense of belonging, and who becomes the emperor has nothing to do with her. It's just Qin Ziyu, she really owes him a lot, from using him to escape from Qin Zimo at the beginning, to going to Qingfeng Mountain with him later, in order to save her, he died several times, and then she finally reluctantly accepted him, but she didn't take this relationship to heart from the bottom of her heart.

betrayed him several times, and now he is facing a life-and-death crisis, if he really succeeds in burning the grain and grass this time, she will be more auspicious, and it can be regarded as repaying him with affection.

With a "poof", there was a sharp pain in her left leg, Lin Zhiruo's feet were weak, and she fell to the ground on one knee, but the corners of her mouth were smiling, watching the torch continue to move forward.

Suddenly, her face changed, and a moon-white figure passed over her head, and seeing that the torch was only a few meters away from the tent, the figure held a folding fan and easily blocked the torch.

Mo Jingyao still walked towards Lin Zhiruo with a warm smile and a torch.

Dozens of soldiers who surrounded Lin Zhiruo made way of a passage one after another, and when Mo Jingyao saw the figure covered in blood, his face suddenly changed: "Who hurt her?!" ”

The surrounding soldiers were suddenly shocked and completely overwhelmed.

The commander of the Ten Masters immediately reacted, stepped forward and hugged his fists and reported: "His Royal Highness the Crane King, this person is an assassin who wants to burn our army's food and grass, we have already subdued her, please ask Your Highness to be careful." ”

Mo Jingyao's eyes suddenly became extremely sharp, and it fell on the body of the tenth master, as if he could dig a hole out of him.

With that kind of gaze, the ten-captain only felt a cold sweat break out all over his body, but he really didn't know what he was doing wrong, when the assassin came, was it right to let this person burn the grain and grass?

After looking at the ten-division up and down, when the ten-division was almost unable to stand it, Mo Jingyao finally waved his hand: "It's okay, you guys should retreat first." ”

It's just that the ten-master glanced at Lin Zhiruo and persuaded: "Your Highness......"

With just one look, the rest of the words were swallowed back into his stomach.

"Yes."

The ten-captain looked at the two secret guards standing next to him, clenched his fists, and then took the soldiers who surrounded Lin Zhiruo away.

For a while, dozens of soldiers withdrew, and the two secret guards also retreated with interest.

Mo Jingyao looked at Lin Zhiruo, who was already soaked in blood, and a touch of distress flashed in his eyes.

Lin Zhiruo looked at the torch in his hand in despair, shocked and angry.

Mo Jingyao walked up to her and squatted down, his palm covering her face, rubbing it gently, and his eyes fell into obsession.

"Luckily, luckily it's okay. No matter how many times you look at it, Ruo'er is always so beautiful. Those rough people really don't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, if they scratch my Ruo'er's face, this king will never spare them, do you know Ruo'er, the beauty should be dressed beautifully, sit in the greenhouse without being disturbed by the wind and rain, it is enough to be appreciated. Defending the country, dancing with knives and guns, etc., is not suitable for you at all. ”

Lin Zhiruo looked at him pleadingly: "Let Qin Ziyu ...... go"

"Shh Mo Jingyao raised his index finger and put it in front of Lin Zhiruo's lips, "Don't speak, you listen." ”

Lin Zhiruo was helpless, her eyes were always staring at the torch in Mo Jingyao's hand, and her mind was thinking quickly about the probability of taking the torch away while the other party was not paying attention and quickly lit the grain and grass pile.

"It's too late, Ruo'er." Sensing her eyes, Mo Jingyao immediately guessed her thoughts, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he always said in a gentle tone.