The battle became violent the moment it began. However, no one flinched, and no one turned back and ran away. After all, the courage to shed blood and a strong will to fight are more important than the technique to kill them.

Barbarians from the steppes are proficient in archery. Calm and courageous, they prevailed over the rushing enemy. From time to time, the men in the wood fell, so the barbarians charged back with bellows, gradually taking control of the place around the fleet. The barbarians, though tenacious and valiant, chose to defend their positions rather than march blindly.

Of course, the barbarians had adopted the right tactics, at least in Ning Que's opinion. Therefore, to his bewilderment, the maid's facial expression became serious and blue, as if she cared about something.

In fact, those brave steppe barbarians had never experienced such a special conflict in the Central Plains. With this in mind, she was going to suddenly stand up and give them orders.

Ning Que did not allow her to expose herself and lead both Sang Sang and him into a terrible situation. He clenched his right hand and hit her leg, knocking her out.

"Hey! You! What!

Staring into his eyes, the maid slowly reached for her right hand around her waist.

Ning Que focused on the battle and ignored her question. When he noticed the scene in the fleet, he thought of something that made him tremble.

The carnage at the entrance to Kitayama Road continued, but an eerie tranquility hung over the fleet. Less than a few dozen guards of the elite troops of the Tang Dynasty must have accompanied the princess to marry to the grassland, and they all knelt down on one knee like statues.

In front of a carriage sat an elder in a shabby robe, with his eyes closed. Protected by a circle of bodyguards, he faced the darkening depths of the woods.

Ning Que licked his numb lips nervously and reached out to find Sangsang. He didn't know when his palms were sweating profusely and his hands were wet.

Sangsang glanced at him and handed him the bow. Then, she silently untied the big black umbrella on her back and quietly placed it on the fallen leaves next to her.

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The killings continued. The fleet is in the middle of the leaves and the three prostates on the battlefield. The battle between the barbarians and the suicide soldiers did not seem to have affected them immediately. Despite this, Ning Que was still in a state of anxiety that he had never seen before, and his palms and forehead were constantly sweating.

Those stone-like bodyguards looked coldly at the wood, their sunburned faces with calm and determination. They are warned, but not scary.

They came from the Yulin Imperial Guard in Chang'an, and were picked up when Princess Li Yu got married, and accompanied her into the grassland. They are, without a doubt, one of the most elite members of the force. However, in this battle, at the entrance to Kitayama Road, their performance was somewhat unusual.

When a flurry of arrows struck them from an obscure and dark spot deep in the woods, they reacted quickly and landed around the defensive formation, silently hiding behind their shields. When their opponents swarm to kill them, they remain still, regardless of the violent fighting and killing around them.

Occasionally, the steppe barbarians on their side may be suddenly killed right under their noses. Occasionally, the corpse may slam into the shield. They maintained their posture without even blinking, staring at the woods with a heart and body as strong as iron or rock.

The bodyguard knelt on one knee and was dressed in a cotton suit, from the edge of which part of the armor was faintly visible. They bent their hands behind their backs and clenched the hilt of the outstretched broadsword. They had two carriages tightly surrounded, staring ahead with poker faces all the time.

One of the two carriages is luxurious and creepy. And in front of the other carriage, the only elder in the fleet sat cross-legged with his eyes closed. He put a sword on his knee and let himself feel at ease. The scabbard was worn and worn, like the robes he wore.

The poker-faced bodyguard beside the elder didn't seem to see the fierce battle, nor could he hear any cries. Only when one or two enemies are about to invade their territory do one of them draw his broadsword and kill along with the others.

Outnumbered, the guards who rushed out alone were soon wounded, covered in blood, and continued to fight valiantly. Despite this, the other bodyguards were not disturbed at all. They refused to stay away from the elder and stayed with him in peace. It doesn't seem like even their eyelashes are moving.

Ning Que didn't know why the bodyguards were like this, and he didn't know what was hidden in the dark woods. They stared warily, but he was sure that something terrible would happen.

He thought he could guess what was going to happen. A brilliant new icy world will be unveiled and come to reality, which makes him extremely nervous. It was a terrible feeling for him, so he rubbed his index and middle fingers against the bowstring, silently and constantly. After a while, his breathing slowed surprisingly, and the expression on his face appeared more steady and composed.

While they waited, an atmosphere of repression arose due to unknown horrors. Suddenly, the fierce battles around the fleet and the clanging blades seemed to disappear.

At this tense moment, the window of the luxury carriage was pushed open, and a young and beautiful girl stretched out her hand, her hair in a bun a little looser, and a worried look on her face.

Before she could say anything, the head of the poker-faced bodyguard whispered, "Your Highness, take care!" Then he quickly closed the window to block her view. His facial expressions indicate that he is respectful and cautious, but his movements appear rude, which may be due to the tension of the situation.

"It's just a scapegoat for the bigwigs..."

Just as Ning Que was thinking about these in his heart, he felt a cold gaze beside him. He turned around and found Sangsang staring at him silently.

Ning Que felt that they had been staring at each other for a long time, but it was really only for a few seconds.

Ning Que was frustrated in the face of the maid again. He sighed inwardly and tensed his leg muscles. Then he put his feet on the pile of fallen leaves and sank into the wet mud below, ready to sprint at any moment.

In the depths of Kitayama Road, darkness widened as the sun began to set. Suddenly, a merciless gust of wind blew through the gray branches. Some of the fresh buds, hiding under the bark of old trees, survived, although a pile of fallen leaves rustled on the ground, swirled in the air, and then fell helplessly back to the ground.

Despite the fact that it is spring, the leaves of the endless forest are pouring down.

A burly man in black armor appeared in the depths of the North Mountain Road, and after a deafening roar, a faint earth-colored light briefly emanated through his armor, like a glimpse of a god in the sky.

He raised his strong and broad arms, lifted a boulder, and threw it briskly towards the luxurious carriage!

That force is so terrifying and inhumane that it's almost like a long-range megalithic siege machine!

The boulder approached at such a high speed that it managed to crush all the branches that stood in its way - hundreds of meters were not an obstacle, because it almost immediately hit the first carriage with sharp precision and cruelty.

After an explosion, the luxurious carriage, which appeared to be well-structured, shattered to pieces, blood and severed limbs scattered in a mess.

Those Tang bodyguards held swords in their hands, their expressions were calm, as if they didn't notice that the carriage behind them, which had just turned into a pile of garbage, and the princess they guarded, were dead. They didn't even seem surprised, and what was even stranger was that there was even a hint of relief and calm on their faces.

"First team, shot!"

Command leadership.

Three subordinates got down on one knee, released their knives, and picked up powerful crossbows. Aiming deep in the forest, they quickly pulled the trigger.

Nine arrows pierced through the flying leaves and struck the body of a god-like, burly giant. But he just waved his hand and shook off the two arrows aimed at his face, completely ignoring the arrow that hit him in the chest.

His rock-solid hands were slightly numbed by the high-speed arrows, and the arrows that stuck to the armor on his chest quickly fell to the ground. Given the slight blood stains on the arrows, it is likely that he was only slightly injured.

Due to the distance, the arrows did not do much damage. The captain of the bodyguard had foreseen this and kept his composure. Looking at the huge shadow on the Beishan Road in the distance, he raised his right hand and shouted, "Standby!"

The three bodyguards lowered their crossbows and stood upright with their knives raised again.

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Ning Que was looking for a chance to save the poor scapegoat in the carriage, because Sang Sang wanted him to do it. However, things changed too fast. The giant appeared too quickly for him to react, and the boulder fell out of nowhere, crushing the carriage without warning. The woman was killed on the spot before Ning Que arrived.

He looked into the depths of the North Mountain Road, looking rather depressed, perhaps out of sympathy for the nameless woman, or more out of disappointment for his little maid.

The cultivation of some secret techniques allowed the giant to obtain such incredible offensive power. But he still had to pay a big price to throw that boulder this far away. Now his face was flushed, he was panting, sweat was spurting from his armor, his legs couldn't stop shaking, and he looked visibly exhausted.

For some reason, a dozen poker-faced bodyguards chose to be vigilant around the second carriage, despite the fact that they had such a good chance to attack.

The robed elder sat quietly in the carriage with his eyes closed, seemingly undisturbed.

Suddenly, the old man's long white hair flowed like a silver river on his dirty robes. The old sword in front of his knee began to hum, constantly hitting the scabbard, as if eager to drink blood and harvest life.

"Hmph... Hum... Hum!

"Zeng!"

There is a high-pitched metal singing!

The shiny dagger shot out of its sheath and turned into a pillar of blue light, shooting at high speed into the depths of the North Mountain Road, rushing through the leaves and air, ready to pierce the giant body it was aiming at!

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There seems to be an invisible mirror between the twilight of Kitayama Road and the dense dark forest. As the shiny dagger shot out like a beam of light, a hazy sword-like gray shadow hurried in!

The gray shadow looked like a bolt of lightning. It first appears in the Flying Leaves, but soon reaches the North Mountain Road battlefield. A low hum turned into a roaring storm in the blink of an eye.