The Eighth Prince stopped after walking a few steps, and after that, the Seven Princes were slowly escorted by a group of people.

"Seventh brother, why are you not with me?" When he said this, the Eighth Prince frowned, obviously still angry.

"Come on, come on!"

When the Seventh Prince came over, he first made a gesture to give his hand, and after a pause halfway, he put down the salute.

In the chaos the night before, all the guards in front of him were scattered, and he had to survive with the Eighth Prince, so he was carried all the way.

The Seventh Prince turned to sneer and said, "Although you go first, I will only follow..."

Listening to the seventh prince finish speaking in a low voice, the eighth prince had no expression on his face, and walked around again.

He went straight to the rear of the ranks, and at this time, he asked the retinue-like seventh brother to stop his horse.

Under an old locust tree, Huang Qi, the chief of the mausoleum guard, sat paralyzed here, his eyes diverging, and there was no fixed point.

The eighth prince got off the horse, first asked a few cronies who were fanning Huang Qi to retreat, and then pointed at Huang Qi and scolded, "You are so useless!" It's not enough time! ”

There was no movement.

So a blue-collar worker stepped forward, grabbed the collar, and snorted down with two slaps.

Huang Qi calmed down at this time, stood up with the tree, and looked around.

Among the four people, except for a few people such as the Eighth Prince, the rest were his own soldiers, all of whom were driven away by the blue-collar guards.

"How's it going?" Huang Qi asked blankly.

The eighth prince of the blue-collar gang informed Huang Qi of everything he had done after he passed out.

Hearing about Fang Cai's situation, Huang Qi's face suddenly changed greatly, and he said in a panic: "This matter is very bad!" ”

The Eighth Prince said: "Naturally, it's a big bad!" Jia Lian's bastard led the troops, do you think he can save my brother? Where should I be left when he is gone? ”

Huang Qi hurriedly said: "It's not just about this! How can you just stop those people in the Divine Machine Camp in advance? When Jia Lian was about to go, he shot an arrow and saw the troops, why not take advantage of the situation and embrace it? If His Royal Highness wants to keep people, how dare Jia Lian and his family collide with the heavenly family? And how can such a remnant of the Divine Machine Battalion be our opponents?! ”

If the sword and gun are not revealed, the big thing will be done, no matter how suspicious Jia Lian is afterwards, as long as a layer of official skin on his body is pressed, he will never dare to think about the royal affairs.

It's a pity that it's biased against the white blade!

And how can you just send a single arrow and stop?

Huang Qi paced back and forth under the tree, finally raised his head, and said boldly: "When Jia Lian dodged the cold arrow, he must have already decided in his heart that the fire of the Emperor's Tomb last night was committed by us and others!" You should kill this fang on the spot! ”

The Eighth Prince gritted his teeth and listened, was silent for a moment, and then said angrily: "Shouldn't I do this matter?" You can't be a dead man! It's the first thing to say, but I didn't see you doing it at that time! ”

Huang Qi couldn't argue with this, and was speechless for a while.

Xingwu stayed outside the locust tree for half a sound, and the Eighth Prince and Huang Qi looked at each other with disgust, and finally made a decision.

Here the troops moved again, commanded by Huang Qi, and they also went straight to the west......

That's it.

Jia Lian pulled out all the soldiers of the Shenji Battalion and went west, and on the way he secretly counted them, and his subordinates were in their early fifties, which was already a number.

It's just a night of running, all tired, and there is nothing to say.

Jia Lian also knows this, but the prince said that it is close at hand, but it is not good to let these people go this time.

After walking less than two miles, I saw a stream, and the banks of the bank were in a mess, scattered with broken clothes.

When Jia Lian was about to cross the shore along the traces, several people jumped out of the water grass first.

The leader was an old man in an official robe, holding a hammer-like ritual weapon in his arms.

"Jia Lian Dusi!"

The team stopped for a moment, and Jia Lian rode forward to meet the man.

The official uniform on the old man's body is a peacock robe, and he should be a third-grade official in distress. It's just that although Jia Lian looked at this person's familiar face, he didn't recognize it.

Jia Lian didn't get off the horse, but asked first, "How does the boss know me?" ”

The man said: "A certain Emperor of the Sect of the Emperor of the Sect of the Emperor You don't know me, but I'm still close to your family! Trouble to rescue one. ”

Jia Lian said: "It's easy to say about this matter, but does Lord Fucheng know where the prince is?" ”

As he spoke, Jia Lian waved back, took out a horse, and taught the man to sit and follow.

The man hurriedly climbed on the horse, rode tremblingly, and told the prince about it.

That night, the officials of Zongzheng Mansion were resting in the prince's camp, and together with the chaos, he fled here with the prince.

The prince's car was hit by the Lingnu along the road, and after the Zongzheng Mansion was dispersed here, he and some colleagues hid in the water and grass to survive, until they saw Jia Lian and his party coming from a distance, and then they came out.

After listening to this, Jia Lian turned to look at the rest of the people who ran out of the water grass.

There is a groom, trembling; There is a pen paste style, timid; There are two sects that are subordinate to the officials, and Qi claims to be miserable and asks for a mount.

Jia Lian finally snatched these people out of the hands of the Eighth Prince, and there were no more horses, so he barely divided one more horse, and asked two officials of Zongzheng Mansion to ride together.

As for the other two, they followed along the way.

Seeing that Jia Lian made arrangements in a blink of an eye, the Zongzheng Mansion made arrangements, and said in a low voice beside him: "The old man can see clearly in the water and grass, there is a group of thieves coming at the tail of the tail, and they can't stop killing and killing, if there are no such thieves, why would the prince flee here." ”

Jia Lian nodded, this matter was already clear, just ask him to point out the direction.

Zongzheng Mansion said: "You don't have to lead people to cross the river to the west, just go up against the current..."

Jia Lian immediately looked back suspiciously.

All the way to the west, how do you have to change directions again? Just looking at the arrangement of the wreckage here, the prince's team obviously crossed the river!

He looked at the face of Zongzheng Mansion who said this, and thought about whether there was anything suspicious.

Zongzheng Mansion said: "You just have to go upstream to find it, you must know that this side is close to the county seat, I see that the prince is abandoning the car and going here." ”

Jia Lian said: "Abandoned the car,? Could it be that the prince is wearing a white dragon fish suit and leaving? ”

"Exactly!"

Jia Lianfu looked at the rest of the surviving people here and said, "Can you see that the prince abandoned the car?" ”

A subordinate official of Zongzheng Mansion bowed his hand and said with a slight hesitation: "In the chaos, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is indeed leaving the chariot, but he has never seen where he went. ”

In this way, it is very similar to the words of Zongzheng Fucheng.

At the moment, Jia Lian also put his heart horizontally, that is, according to the guidance of Zongzheng Fucheng, he led his troops to go up the river bank against the current.

This walk is the time for a cup of tea.

The mess all over the ground gradually disappeared, and only the sound of flowing water was heard in the ears, and the beautiful green mountains outside the emperor's mausoleum were in the arms. As for the so-called prince's army, he has never seen even a single horsehair.

Seeing Jia Lian on the horse, Zongzheng Fucheng wiped the sweat from his forehead, and after a while, he suggested: "Why don't you go a few miles further?" Xu is the crown prince has been put in order..."

Jia Lian did not answer, only held the reins with one hand, and waved the horsewhip with the other, and immediately ordered the whole army to return.

Fearing that he would lose his traces along the way, Jia Lian took all the people back to the stream to see Zongzheng Fucheng, and then ordered his subordinates to wade across the river.

It's just a puddle of streams, it's not difficult to cross, but it's just a long time to go back and forth.

When Jia Lian crossed the river in the middle, he turned back in a trance and saw a road of smoke and dust chasing behind him.

This group of marchers was like Jia Lian, chaotic and without a banner, but Jia Lian knew at a glance that it was the Eight Emperors who had been dispersed for a short time.