Familiar with these Yan soldiers behind the palace, Lin Haotian and his party of five have become much more convenient, there is no need to deliberately hide, for fear of being discovered, they can walk with the Yan soldiers, and there is an extra layer of cover for their identities.

Soon, the princess's honor guard team went out of the big chapter and went south to Sizhou County, as long as it passed through Sizhou County again, it could enter Shengping County in Yan Country.

It's just that this place in Sizhou County is not very easy to walk, there are many mountains and forests, and there are many rivers and swamps, and the official road is not straight, but goes around in the county, which is not a big county, and it takes at least four or five days to penetrate this place.

On the third day of entering Sizhou County, the honor guard marched to the area of Lingyun Mountain. Lingyun Mountain is one of the famous mountains of Yanguo, known for its high mountain danger, the official road is located at the bottom of the mountain, passing along the mountain.

The terrain around Lingyun Mountain is steep and easy to ambush, especially suitable for a small number of assassins to set up ambushes. However, there were no accidents when the team passed through Lingyun Mountain, and they all passed unhindered.

After Lingyun Mountain, the next journey will be much smoother, according to Lin Haotian's calculations, there are two more days of work, Yin Xiang's honor guard can go out of Bianyang County, enter the boundary of Shengping County, and then, it is time for him to return to Jinguo.

To make a long story short, two days later, the honor guard successfully arrived at the junction of Bianyang County and Shengping County, and then about 100 miles forward, it was Lesha City in Tongxian County, Shengping County.

At this time, the sky was already dark, and the leader of the honor guard specially asked Yin Xiang whether to travel a hundred miles at night to live in Lesha, or to camp in the same place, and wait for dawn tomorrow before hurrying.

Marching at night, it is inconvenient, and it is easy to be exploited by assassins, Yin Xiang thought about it for a moment and ordered the main general. Camp in the same place, and sleep in the wilderness tonight.

The lord had no objections, took the order, took the honor guard to the woods not far from the official road, set up camp in the forest, and personally commanded his Yan soldiers to deploy around the camp.

The party only stayed here for one night. The camp was rudimentary, with only a few tents set up for the princess and her accompanying guards to rest, and most of the soldiers slept directly on the grass, sleeping on their soldiers and clothes.

Lin Haotian, Luo Lan, Shao Lin, Tong Lei and Chang Feng were also in the camp, sitting around a bonfire, discussing the next itinerary in a low voice.

Shao Lin asked in a low voice, "My lord, now that the princess's honor guard has entered Shengping County, shouldn't we also return to China?"

Roland nodded. continued: "This way, it is very peaceful, it seems that the assassin will not appear again, we have to return to China as soon as possible, otherwise we will continue to go deeper, I am afraid that it will be difficult to get out in the future." ”

This time, Lin Haotian did not object again, he nodded, and responded: "Okay! Wait until tomorrow." When the guard of honor went to Lesha City, we looked for an opportunity to return to Bianyang County. ”

I heard that he finally agreed to return to China. Everyone's faces showed joy, after all, the country of Yan was too dangerous, and if they could leave earlier, there would be less danger.

While they were talking, two Yan soldiers walked over, and everyone raised their eyes to look. They are all 'old acquaintances', these days, Lin Haotian and others are walking behind the honor guard.

The two Yan soldiers were one older and one younger, the younger one was less than twenty, and the older one was nearly forty years old.

The two walked over with a smile. Smiled and asked, "What are the brothers talking about?" Roland and the others shut up one after another, and no one answered.

Lin Haotian raised his head with a smile and said with a smile: "It's nothing, just talk about the things you encountered on the road." ”

"Oh!" the elder Yan Bing sat down beside Lin Haotian, then glanced around at everyone, shook his head and said, "These brothers of yours don't seem to be very talkative!"

Lin Haotian looked up and smiled, and followed his words and said, "Yes, they are all stuffy gourds, only I have more words." ”

The elder Yan Bing was also happy, and after waiting for a while, he restrained his smile, sighed lightly, and said, "Little brother, my brother is here to bid you farewell." Tomorrow when we arrive in Lesha, we should go back to the county town, these days together, we are also considered to be in love, but I don't know if we can see each other again in the future. ”

If he didn't say it, Lin Haotian almost forgot that a considerable part of the Yan soldiers in the honor guard were the county army of Bianyang County, and now that they had reached the boundary of Shengping County, the work of protecting the princess would naturally be taken over by the local army of the place, and the county army of Bianyang County would have to withdraw to the county. He smiled slightly, patted the veteran on the shoulder, and said, "We are also going back to the border of Bianyang County, and when we pass by the county seat, my brothers and I will go to visit you again!"

"That's very good!" said the veteran with a smile: "When the time comes, remember to come to me, brother, I will be the east, and entertain your brothers!"

"Haha!" Lin Haotian smiled: "Then I will thank my brother on behalf of my brothers." ”

"What's polite to my brother!"

The veteran chatted with Lin Haotian for a while, and then got up and left.

After he left, Lin Haotian waved his hand to everyone and said, "It's not early, everyone should rest, tomorrow, I'm afraid we have to rush for a day, and tonight we have to be full of spirits." ”

Everyone nodded their heads and lay down by the campfire.

Lin Haotian slept very well, and it didn't take long for him to lie down, and his breathing became long and even. No matter what the environment, falling asleep in a short period of time is likely to restore energy and physical strength, which is also a good habit he has developed over the years.

At night, dark clouds obscured the moon, and the campfires in the camp gradually weakened, and then went out one after another, and the forest began to become pitch black, and the five fingers could not be seen.

When it was five days, Lin Haotian who was sleeping suddenly opened his eyes, he lay in place and did not move, and after waiting for a while, a gleam flashed in his eyes.

He didn't hear any noise, he didn't see the enemy, but he keenly smelled a smell of blood, and the dense jungle around the camp was filled with a thick murderous aura at some point.

There is an enemy! This was Lin Haotian's first reaction, and he subconsciously buckled the saber under his ribs and pulled it out.

"Sand!"

The blade of the sword came out of its sheath and made a subtle sound, but this subtle sound was enough to wake up the surrounding Roland and the others.

People invariably opened their eyes and saw Lin Haotian still lying on the ground, but the saber was also half drawn, and the blade of the sword was flashing with an eerie cold light in the night.

"Big ......" Roland was shocked, and asked questions about to sit up, Lin Haotian preemptively let out a boo, signaling Roland not to speak or move.

Seeing Lin Haotian's solemn face. The squinted tiger's eyes flowed with sharp light from time to time, and even if they didn't know what was going on, everyone could guess the approximate situation. They were all stiff, lying motionless in place according to Lin Haotian's intentions.

After waiting for about two or three minutes, people still didn't notice anything unusual. Shao Lin couldn't help but ask softly, "My lord, what's wrong?"

"Someone is dead, there may be enemies in the forest!" Lin Haotian also said softly.

Everyone was shocked, and subconsciously rolled their eyes to look into the surrounding woods.

The forest was dark and quiet, and as far as the eye could see, it was still dark except for darkness, and it was not clear what was going on inside. Even Chang Feng couldn't detect what was wrong in the forest.

Chang Feng's perception ability is extremely keen, as long as there are underworld warriors in his vicinity, they can't escape his perception. However, there were many underworld warriors among the Yan army, and they were scattered around the camp to set up defenses, even if there was a sneak attack assassin, he couldn't tell whether it was an assassin or a Yan army by relying on the dark pressure emanating from the other party's body.

Lin Haotian's feeling was not wrong, there were indeed assassins in the forest. And not just one or two, but dozens or hundreds of Assassins.

This group of assassins. There are a staggering number of them, all of them covered in black armor, holding steel bows in their hands, and what is especially unexpected is that there are also a large number of dark warriors mixed in them.

The Assassins seemed to be well aware of the Yan Army's defenses, both open and covert. They all knew where it was, and before anyone arrived, the steel arrows had already been shot first.

The steel arrows they shot were too powerful and the rate of fire was too great, and most of the Yan soldiers who were standing guard and guarding were shot by them one by one without reacting. And the arrows of these assassins were astonishingly accurate. Arrows don't need to be fired, they can hit the opponent's neck, so that the Yan soldier is killed on the spot after being hit by the arrow, and he can't even scream.

They killed more than 100 Yan soldiers in the forest, but from beginning to end, there was no sound in the woods, and they did not alarm the main force of the Yan army that was resting in the camp.

As the Assassin approached the camp, another steel arrow was shot at the sound of the wind breaking, and a soldier who was squatting in the treetops was directly hit in the throat by the arrow, which pierced his neck and nailed deep into the trees, and the corpse of the soldier was nailed directly to the tree.

The muffled sound of steel arrows piercing through human bodies finally alarmed the Yan soldiers standing guard at the gate of the camp, and several Yan soldiers looked at each other, and then held their torches high and walked towards the woods in unison.

As he was walking forward, a Yan soldier suddenly heard a ticking sound, as if something had fallen on his helmet, he instinctively raised his hand and touched it, the helmet was slimy, put his hand down and looked at it, his palm was red.

The Yan soldier shuddered and hurriedly looked up, only to see the corpse of a Yan soldier hanging from the trunk of a tree, his legs dangling in the air, shaking back and forth, blood flowing down his armor all the way to his toes, and from the toes to dripping down his toes.

Yan Bing's head buzzed, his mouth opened wide, and he was about to scream, but suddenly, several black shadows suddenly appeared around them, and they didn't even see what was going on, and after a series of cold flashes, people had fallen into a pool of blood at the same time.

Demon warriors are natural assassins, and their strange shapes make them haunted and ghostly. After killing all the Yan soldiers, the Assassins looked around and saw no more Yan soldiers, beckoning to the rear.

I only heard the rustling sound in the woods, and came out to suppress a large group of underworld warriors, no one spoke, everyone moved in unison, they all picked up the steel bows in their hands, drew the swords under their ribs, and rushed towards the camp one by one with all their strength.

Even inside the camp, there were Yan soldiers standing guard or patrolling, and when the Assassins rushed to the vicinity of Yin Xiang's tent, they came into contact with a group of Yan soldiers patrolling the area.

In the depths of their own camp, they suddenly saw such a large group of black shadows rushing in front of them, and the Yan soldiers couldn't react for a while, and they couldn't tell whether they were friends or foes.

But before they could ask questions, the electric light in the sky had already flown over, and after the lightning flashed, they looked at this team of flame soldiers, and everyone was full of big knives, and one by one they fell in a pool of blood like hedgehogs.

The shadows continued to gallop forward without slowing down, and as they ran past the corpses of the Yan soldiers, they drew their broadswords one by one.

These men were not so much Assassins as they were highly trained troops, united in their actions and skillful in coordination, even to the point where they could be consistent without verbal communication.

The Assassins silently slaughtered into the Yan camp. They went straight to Yin Xiang's tent, where there were five tents, but they seemed to know which tent Yin Xiang was in.

When they came to the vicinity of Yin Xiang's tent, they immediately dispersed, surrounded the tent, and then separated into two people. Carrying a large knife, he cautiously walked to the door of the tent.

When the two men came to the tent door, one of them opened the curtain with a large knife, and the other of them flashed into the tent with one side. As soon as he entered, he heard a slap from his side, and then a strong wind came over his head.

The Assassin reacted without even thinking about it. The first time to raise the big knife in his hand. There was only a crisp sound, and a long sword slashed at his broadsword.

The assassin's cultivation is not weak, but the cultivation of the person who made the sword is high, and this powerful sword directly shocked the assassin to his knees.

Before he could stand up and fight back, the tent was suddenly lit up, and the Assassin looked up to see that the tent was already full of people. And they are all Yin Xiang's guards, people who have just come out of the sword. One of her bodyguards.

The assassin used all his strength, swung the broadsword in his hand outwards with all his might, pushed away the long sword pressed against the blade, and then, with a loud roar, he killed Yin Xiang in the crowd without hesitation.

No one arrived. The flow wave shot out first, and the narrow flow wave swept across the air and swept towards Yin Xiang.

Before the flow wave swept to Yin Xiang's approach, one of the guards had already taken out his sword first, and immediately slashed Huashan's volley. There was a wave of water that shot out.

"Bang!"

The two waves came into contact and smashed into pieces, and the camp tent was full of energy, and for a while, the tent was like an inflated balloon, and from the outside, it was bulging and round.

One hit missed, and the assassin's speed did not decrease, and he still rushed towards Yin Xiang.

All the guards took out their swords one after another, pounced, pounced, pounced, and the sound of the sword blade breaking through the flesh was connected, and then looked at the assassin, at least ten swords were hit all over his body, and the swords and swords were all entered from his front and poked out from behind him.

The assassin screamed until he died, but he still used all his strength to throw the big knife out viciously, and flew towards Yin Xiang in the center of the crowd.

"Dangchang!"

When the big knife passed through the crowd and shot in front of Yin Xiang, Xing Lei, who was standing beside her, parried with his sword, and with a crisp sound, the big knife was bounced away, and flew out in a spin, and with a muffled sound, the big knife cut a big hole on the top of the tent and flew directly outside the tent.

Looking at the assassin who died tragically in front of him, as well as the pair of eyes that were round until death, even Yin Xiang couldn't help but be moved. What kind of dead soldier is this, in order to kill himself, he can't even want his life!

She was thinking in her heart, when suddenly, there was a rustling sound around the tent, and the tarpaulin was being cut from the outside, and then countless assassins rushed in, and at the same time, a stream of waves and air currents swept towards Yin Xiang.

The guards around Yin Xiang are not in vain, these people are all royal court guards carefully selected by Yin Ji, and all of them have superb martial arts.

The people shouted one after another, each casting their Underworld Martial Arts skills to fight the Assassins who came in.

Now, the Assassins were no longer secretly assassinating, but had evolved into overt attacks.

Yin Xiang's camp had turned into rags in the melee, and as far as the eye could see, there were battles everywhere around her, and there were warriors fighting each other everywhere, and the scene could not be described as chaos.

Such a chaotic battle, naturally also alarmed the Yan army in the entire camp, countless Yan soldiers shouted and rushed over, however, most of the underworld warriors in the Yan army have been sent to stand guard outside the camp, and were killed by the assassins one by one, and now the remaining in the camp are basically some ordinary soldiers, they rushed up, fell, and the assassins on the periphery killed them, people were like tigers descending the mountain, killing into the crowd of Yan army, with air currents in their hands, flying up and down, and cutting down the surrounding Yan soldiers one after another.

In the center of the battle group, Yin Xiang was the first target of the assassins.

There are already many assassins, and the underworld is also strong, but the worst thing is that these people are all dead soldiers, in order to kill Yin Xiang, they completely ignore their own life and death, and desperately rush up to kill.

The guards around Yin Xiang had gradually begun to lose their opponents, and from time to time someone screamed and fell to the ground. Xing Lei and Qian Nan desperately guarded Yin Xiang and broke through with all their might, but it was not easy to break out of the assassin's encirclement, the two covered Yin Xiang and rushed out three times in a row, but they were all pushed back by the assassin.

Seeing that the guards were fighting fewer and fewer, and there were more and more assassins, but the soldiers outside couldn't rush in at all, Xing Lei and Qian Nan could only let go, and the two called over a few nearby guards to cover Yin Xiang and break through again.

They desperately rushed outward, while the Assassins fought desperately, and as they moved, the Assassins' encirclement moved rapidly.

The two sides fought from the center of the Yan camp to the edge of the Yan camp, and when they saw the dark woods not far ahead, Xing Lei was in high spirits and shouted to Qian Nan and several guards: "Cover the princess into the woods!"

As long as they could enter the forest, they would have a place to hide, and no matter how large the number of Assassins were, it would be impossible to search such a large area of wood.

Of course, the Assassin also knew that if Yin Xiang managed to escape into the woods, it would be even more difficult to find her, and the people went crazy and launched a rush to prevent Yin Xiang and the others from entering the woods.

Three assassins chased after him from behind, two of whom were demonic warriors, and they were the first to attack, flashing to Yin Xiang with a swift stride, and slashed out with both swords, separating her neck and chest.

Yin Xiang was so frightened that she retreated again and again, but how could her speed be better than the assassin's knife, just in front of the big knife, Xing Lei and Qian Nan rushed over one after another at the critical moment, and the double sword just blocked the double knife.

Qian Nan waved the long sword in his hand, and shouted loudly without looking back: "Mr. Xing, you cover the princess to go first, and I will break it here!"

Xing Lei was moved, frowned, and then bit his teeth, clasped Yin Xiang's arm with one hand, and said urgently: "Go!" While speaking, he pulled Yin Xiang and rushed forward. (To be continued......)