He can't move first, or the archers will surely shoot him the moment he gets close. He wants to rush forward the moment his arrow misses, he wants to dodge the moment the opponent shoots the arrow, and he wants to bet that his speed can be faster than the speed of the arrow.

In other words, this is an act of sending to death, and no one can be faster than the speed of an arrow, especially the speed of this person's arrow. But the Feathered Grove didn't think that their commander was sending him to death, because they knew what he was capable of.

Ji Yanyin's gaze locked on the other party's hand, and at this moment, time seemed to stop, and he could see even the slightest movement of the other party's finger without reservation. He didn't want to dodge the arrow after it was fired, but to anticipate the opponent's dodge a second before the arrow was shot.

The other party's fingers were off the string, Ji Yanyin saw it, and he also saw the slightest tremor of the bowstring, as soon as the tremor passed, the bowstring would pop forward, and the arrows on the bow would fly out immediately. But that arrow was at this moment, and it hadn't been shot out in this second, Ji Yanyin saw the opportunity, kicked the ground with his right foot, and turned around to dodge.

In the next second, the red feather and black arrow pierced Ji Yanyin's black head, and the next second the feather arrow flew out, Ji Yanyin had already bullied the person's horse.

He won the bet.

Ji Yanyin's horizontal sword slashed forward. The sword was powerful enough to split a man in half.

Ji Yanyin's pupils suddenly contracted violently. At the moment when the sword was about to be slashed, the horse suddenly stood up, and the sword slashed down, and the horse's head flew outward, and blood splattered from the horse's neck.

The man on the horse took advantage of the trend and flew outward. Ji Yanyin's sword didn't hit him.

The next moment, countless arrows shot towards Ji Yanyin, and he had to dodge, and when he looked up again, the person had retreated into the woods.

Ji Yanyin couldn't hide her surprised eyes. The moment he split his sword, he saw the man clearly. He was only a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, with black hair and a pair of dark brown eyes that were as calm as water, and only the moment his sword was about to fall, his pupils tightened.

There was no way, Ji Yanyin couldn't be exposed to the sight of so many enemies. He retreated from the convoy and entered the defensive formation.

The boy in the woods in the distance didn't shoot any more arrows, he waved his hand. All the bandits began to retreat, and more bandits appeared out of sight and stepped forward.

Ji Yanyin roughly estimated that the number of enemies was five times that of herself.

But the bandits did not attack again.

The boy changed horses. He rode forward and rode slowly to the front of the convoy.

"Leave the princess, and the rest can go." He said, his voice as flat as his eyes, but with an invisible majesty that everyone present could hear clearly.

Ji Yanyin smiled. I don't know if I laughed at him for daring a young bandit from Yuzhou to ask for the princess of the Da Yu Dynasty, or laughed at his ignorance, I thought that the Yulin Army would turn his back on his master and flee by himself. He wiped the blood on his sword, which was to show his attitude with his actions.

The door of the carriage suddenly opened.

Everyone's eyes were looking in that direction, only the young man was still staring at Ji Yanyin.

Suddenly a small white thing came out of the door, and before people could see what it was, it had already burrowed into the woods. Before the bandits even had time to shoot their arrows, the thing was gone.

The door opened a little wider, and a faint fragrance wafted out of it.

"Your Highness!" Ji Yan said in secret.

A foot in purple and gold embroidered shoes protruded from the car door, followed by a white silk calf, and a purple light veil floated out. The girl got out of the sedan and stood on the ground. Wrapped in a white gown, covered with a purple gauze robe, revealing a graceful neck and clearly visible collarbones, the pleats of the skirt fell to the ground like moonlight, the long hair was tied up with a headband, and the head was inserted with a purple-gold butterfly hairpin. The girl's skin was as white as snow and as bright as jade, and microwaves flowed in her violet eyes.

Every bandit present knew that this was the princess of the Emperor of the Great Dynasty, even if no one told him. Some of the bandits could hardly hide their greedy expressions, and many of them couldn't take their eyes off the princess.

The young man on the horse only stayed on the princess's body for a while, and then continued to stare at Ji Yanyin, as if he was just confirming whether it was the princess herself.

Liu Mengjing said: "I'll go with you and let them go back." She said as she looked at the boy. Her voice was childish but firm.

"Your Royal Highness, Princess, by all means." Ji Yan said in secret.

Liu Mengjin looked at Ji Yanyin and said, "Lord Ji, this is the only way. Liu Mengjin looked at the countless bandits around him. Their forces can completely annihilate the Yulin Army.

Ji Yanyin knew that what Liu Mengzhen said was true, but his duty did not allow him to do such a thing.

"Are you crazy?" He yelled at the young man on the horse, "Robbing the royal family's car? The Emperor can send a large army tomorrow to sweep this mountain away, and all of you will die. He shouted, this time to the other bandits, "Whoever is willing to rebel against your master, help us escort the princess back to Shenyang City, and the emperor will reward him with ten thousand taels of gold, and give him a fief and a noble title." ”

However, none of the bandits answered.

"Lord Ji," said the young man, "listen to your princess, you are not a stupid person, and you know that this is the only way. ”

"No......" Ji Yanyin looked at the young man, "This is not the only way...... As soon as the words fell, he flew up, and the long sword pointed directly between the young man's eyebrows.

"Alas......" the boy seemed to sigh.

Ji Yanyin's sword blade stopped an inch away from the young man's forehead. No one could see where the young man had drawn the long sword, and no one could see the wound on Ji Yanyin's body, only to see that the sword in his hand fell next to the young man's horse, and his body fell in front of the saddle.

Ji Yanyin fell on his back and faced the sky, and only then did people see a thin wound on his chest, which cut through his dark armor, penetrated his skin, and went straight into his flesh.

The young man put his sword back into its sheath and said, "The rest of you, go?" ”

The Yulin soldiers looked at Ji Yanyin's body on the ground, and then looked at the princess, a little hesitant. Some people cried loudly, thinking that they were veterans who had fought with General Ji Yanyin for many years.

The boy raised his right hand, and all the bandits drew their bows and arrows.

"Let's go!" Liu Mengjin shouted.

A Yulin army rushed forward and tried to break the net with the young man on horseback, but was killed by random arrows before he could reach the young man's horse. The rest of the Yulin army did not leave, but rushed up together.

The young man waved his hand, the arrow came out, and the Yulin Army fell to the ground in response.

Moments later, the princess was alone in a pool of blood. Blood stained her purple gauze skirt.

The bandits stepped forward and took away the golden blood horses left behind by the Yulin Army, and cleaned up the long swords, longbows, and armor of the Yulin Army.

The boy rode his horse to Liu Mengjing's side, leaned over the horse, and let the side of the horse face the princess. He held out his hand.

Liu Mengjin kept staring at his feet, and then slowly raised his head, and his eyes fell on the young man's body. The boy avoided the princess's eyes and said, "Please, Your Highness the Princess." ”

Liu Mengjin took his eyes off the boy and looked at the mountains in the distance, the sun was already setting in the west, bright red as blood.

"I'll ride a horse myself." She said.

The boy nodded to a mountain bandit next to him. The mountain bandit led a golden-blooded horse that had just been captured.

The princess stepped on the stirrup, her movements were a little sluggish, and then she rode up with both hands on the horse's back, trying to stabilize her body, and almost did not fall.

The bandits laughed as they watched her youthful movements.

The boy watched as she mounted her horse, made sure she could ride, and sat down before turning around and riding deeper into the woods. A large number of bandits followed him, like a dark cloud of black oppression, sweeping through the depths of the wooden forest of the Yuzhou Mountain.

The princess followed the young man, and she glanced back at the narrow mountain road, which was covered with the corpses and blood of the Yulin Army.