Chapter Eighty-Eight: Toss
Qin Jian'an's eyes widened, looking at the dramatic scene in front of him.
The dozens of well-trained iron horsemen suddenly divided into two teams, the left team and the right team sandwiched the Zhao family's chariots and horses that they were originally going to intercept in the middle, forming a situation of encirclement on the left and right.
What are these people going to do?
The entourage of the Zhao family was dumbfounded when they saw such a scene, and the coachman in the first carriage subconsciously tightened the reins in his hand.
The inertia brought by the sudden stop of the carriage woke up Zhao Xin in the carriage.
"Dog minion, how do you drive, do you want to get out?" When he woke up from a sweet dream, Zhao Xin in the car cursed unhappily, but when he lifted the curtain and saw the people outside who were holding fire crossbows and facing him menacingly, he immediately opened his mouth wide and rubbed his eyes again, thinking that it was in a dream.
At this time, someone from the Zhao family reacted, and was busy clasping his hands on horseback and said: "Ladies and gentlemen, we are the convoy of the Zhao family of Yongchang Bo in Leling, and on the car is Zhao Xin, the son of Yongchang Bo. ”
Zhao Xin, who was still a little dazed, hurriedly echoed and nodded, "This son is Zhao Xin." ”
As soon as Zhao Xin's words fell, the two teams of iron horsemen put down the fire crossbow in their hands together.
Zhao Xin thought that his identity had played a role, so he put his mind at ease.
Qin Jian'an clenched the long sword in his hand again, if these people were not enemies of Zhao Xin, then it would definitely affect the timing of their attack.
But if you have to go head-to-head with these people, what are the chances of succeeding?
Will his identity be revealed and the fourth young master and the fifth girl will be implicated?
Suddenly, the iron riders raised their fire crossbows in unison.
In Qin Jian'an's hesitation and Zhao Xin's complacency......
A short, rapid whistle sounded, and without hesitation, the arrows in the firebolt were fired......
Qin Jian'an had seen this kind of fire crossbow, which was coated with phosphorus at the barrel and burned by natural friction.
At this time, dozens of flaming rockets shot towards Zhao Xin's carriage convoy like tongues of fire.
The entourage and the coachman were dumbfounded, and Zhao Xin was even more shocked and retracted into the carriage all of a sudden, probably because the action was too big, and the person hit the carriage and made a "clang" sound.
But Qin Jian'an could see that those rockets were not aimed at people.
As he had expected, all the flaming arrows fell to the ground, but they landed impartially at the horse's hoof.
These people don't even intend to hurt the horses, but just want to scare the horses?
Sure enough, neighing sounded one after another, and all the horses that were already a little hairy galloped in shock.
Even the tightening of the reins in their hands by those who wield them will not help.
Moreover, after these horses were frightened, they all scattered in all directions, and the originally neat pair of carriages and horses soon scattered.
Qin Jian'an didn't dare to catch up rashly, and wanted to see the situation, so he could only lean down and move along the dirt slope in small steps.
Seeing that these dozens of iron horsemen still maintained a good formation, they were only divided into four teams and interspersed among the carriages and horses in the Zhao Mansion, so that they could not respond to each other.
At this time, Zhao Xin sat in the carriage, the horse stumbled and galloped, he didn't have time to prop up his body and grab the carriage to borrow strength, and the whole person lost his center of gravity and collided in the middle of the carriage.
Yesterday in Zhangfu, he had let those flower pots and flower shelves smash his body with blue and purple, and this collision hurt so much that he scolded his mother.
I don't know how long he stumbled like this, but just when he thought he had fallen apart, the carriage suddenly came to a sharp stop, and the horse raised its front hooves, and the carriage almost rolled over.
Zhao Xin fell out of the carriage and fell to the ground.
The ground was already frozen hard in winter, and he felt as if he had broken in half.
"Damn! Hurry up and help this son up! Zhao Xin, who was usually used to being served, shouted crookedly.
But as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw that the carriage he had just sat in was rushing forward to the courtyard.
Stretching his neck that was about to be broken, Zhao Xin looked back and forth, left and right, but found that there was not a carriage and not a single entourage around.
Zhao Xin sat up from the ground with a sad face, and scolded angrily: "Damn, what kind of person did you meet, even the son of this world dares to make a fool!" ”
At this moment, he heard a string of horses' hooves getting closer and closer.
"Why did you come!" Zhao Xin turned his head impatiently and saw four black horseshoe.
He tried to look up at the man on the horse, but as soon as he saw the belly of the horse, the black steed raised its front hooves and kicked him in the chest.
Zhao Xin fell on his back again, rolled several times on the cold ground, and vomited blood from his mouth.
A white handkerchief fell out of the cuff and floated in the wind.
Zhao Xin didn't have time to take care of Napazi.
The repeated tossing made Zhao Xin almost faint, and he barely raised his eyelids to see the situation in front of him.
Holding his chest and opening his eyes, he saw the horse's hooves raised again.
Zhao Xin subconsciously raised his hands to cover his face and chest, but the horse's hooves fell and stepped on his knees.
Zhao Xin felt that his kneecap must have been shattered, otherwise why would it hurt so much.
With a few pig-killing screams, the unbearable pain made him faint immediately.
And the person on the horse, looking at Zhao Xinru looking at the ant, only then did he pull the reins and turn the horse's head.
Only then did he unfold the white handkerchief that he had just reached out to catch.
Seeing that there was a brocade character under the plum blossom embroidered on the veil, he first frowned slightly, and finally slightly hooked the corners of his lips, revealing a seemingly absent smile.
It's just such a beautiful smile, but no one appreciates it again.
After folding the handkerchief and putting it in his arms, he heard the sound of horses' hooves behind him, so he grabbed the horse's belly with his long lean legs and disappeared on the path.
When the Zhao family's entourage got rid of those iron horses and found Zhao Xin, they saw that he had passed out.
Those attendants hurriedly carried people to the carriage, and drove the carriage to Leling in a panic.
It's just that they encountered such a thing on the road, and their entourage of the coachman is all bearded and tailed, only their young master is dead or alive, how can he explain it after he goes back!
It wasn't until the dust on the road fell that Qin Jian'an walked out from behind the dirt slope with a dozen of his brothers.
"Brother Qin, I saw that the son of the Zhao family didn't react at all when he was carried into the carriage, it can't be dead, right?"
Qin Jian'an shook his head, "I should have fainted, if I died, those Zhao family's entourage would have more than such expressions." ”
"The Zhao family doesn't know who they offended, they made such a big fuss, they won't suspect us, right?"
Qin Jian'an shook his head again, but his eyebrows wrinkled into a Sichuan character, "Those people are not simple, we can't go all the way with them." ”
But what do those people do?
Acting well-planned, acting discreetly and suddenly, and being able to solve problems quickly.
Thinking of these characteristics, Qin Jian'an's eyes widened again......