Huang Qiong knew that it was less than five miles away from Wuliang Temple. According to Chen Yao's skills, although he couldn't help him fight off these assassins, there was still no problem in breaking out and asking for help. The target of these people is herself. As long as she can rush out, not only will she be safe, but she will also be able to bring in reinforcements. At this time, Huang Qiong felt that he could no longer hold on.
The most important thing is that since he met these assassins, Huang Qiong found that in the past, there was no one on this relatively prosperous road. He knew that these people had made complete preparations, and there must be back-ups behind him. However, these people don't know that they are going to Wuliang Temple. There may not be other ambushes ahead. If they want to break out, they can only move forward.
When Chen Yao heard Huang Qiong's shout, she also took stock of the surrounding situation in her busy schedule. Look at Ai Lang, who is already crumbling under the desperate attacks of the remaining assassins. Knowing that if he continues to stay here, he will only add to his burden. This place is not far from Wuliang Temple. As long as you rush out, you can summon reinforcements in the shortest time.
But Chen Yao, who had already regarded Huang Qiong as her everything, was now willing to leave Huang Qiong and run for her life alone. Even though the pain in his abdomen is getting more and more intense now. Chen Yao said to Huang Qiong with a pale face and gritted her teeth: "Qiong'er, you can't stay here anymore. You leave quickly, I will cut off your queen here."
"Sister Yao, why are you so confused? Their target is me, not you. If you rush out, they may not catch up and it will be easy to get rid of them. If I break out, neither of us can escape. Sister Yao, you Leave quickly, if not for me, then for the sake of our children."
Huang Qiong did not tell Chen Yao about the poison on the other party's knife because he was afraid that Chen Yao would be worried. On the one hand, he endured the severe dizziness caused by the poisoning, desperately resisted the opponent's slashing weapons, and used the set of sword skills taught to him by his mother, so that he could barely do it. On the one hand, Chen Yao was desperately urging Chen Yao to break out of the encirclement.
The reason why it was said that it was forced to make Huhu angry, because he didn't know the name of this sword technique, although he was also skilled in it. However, with no experience in dealing with the enemy, he used this set of sword techniques almost strictly according to the routine, but he lacked the means to adapt to changes. It's like a general who has studied the art of war but has never been in battle.
Although he is full of knowledge, he is still far from being able to actually go into battle to kill the enemy. In his situation, he had no problem dealing with one assassin, but if two assassins came at the same time, he would be a little confused. But how can these assassins who are eager to kill the target line up one by one under the situation of using more to fight against fewer?
What's more, these assassins whose main business is assassination have no moral principles. Especially when they discovered that this guy was not as weak as they thought. Although I have no experience in fighting the enemy, it is still a tricky idea. If Chen Yao hadn't helped him share some of the burden, it wouldn't have been impossible for more than a dozen of these assassins to swarm up and beat him up.
In fact, based on Chen Yao's many years of experience following Huang Qiong's mother, she couldn't tell who the real target of these assassins was. I didn't want to rush out alone before, but I just couldn't bear to leave Ai Lang. But at this moment, the pain in her abdomen was getting stronger and stronger, and she knew that if she stayed even a little longer, it would only distract Ailang even more.
Chen Yao, who knew that the matter was urgent and that if she had not broken out to find reinforcements first, neither of them would be able to escape, gritted her teeth and said: "Qiong'er, you must hold on, I will bring people back soon."
But before Huang Qiong could answer her, an assassin sneaked up from behind Chen Yao. Taking advantage of Chen Yao's distraction while talking to Huang Qiong, he hit Chen Yao hard on the back. Being unable to attack for a long time made these assassins already feel anxious. The assassin who attacked Chen Yao almost used all his strength in this palm.
Chen Yao, who was caught off guard and received a slap, felt a blackness in front of her, her throat felt sweet and she immediately vomited out a mouthful of blood. This palm had already hurt her insides. Hearing a slight snort from Chen Yao behind him, Huang Qiong turned around after killing an assassin. He was almost heartbroken when he saw Chen Yao injured.
At this time, she had already regarded Chen Yao and the fetus in her belly as her lifeblood. Huang Qiong would rather be cut into pieces than her mother and daughter would suffer any harm. At this time, Chen Yao was injured, and he was so stimulated that he fell into madness.
Huang Qiong, who looked like a mad tiger, slashed down the assassin who attacked Chen Yao with his backhand, then quickly rushed to Chen Yao, who had fallen to the ground, and held this beloved woman in his arms. Looking at Chen Yao, who was pale and without a trace of blood, and was still bleeding from the corner of her mouth. Especially seeing the corner of her skirt that was stained red with blood, Huang Qiong's heart almost broke.
It can be seen that Chen Yao's injury is extremely serious. If she is not treated quickly, Huang Qiong's life will not be saved, let alone the baby in her belly. Regardless of the paralysis of his body, he reluctantly carried Chen Yao on his back, and said softly to Chen Yao, who had fallen into a coma: "Sister Yao, hold Qiong'er tight, let's break out together." After saying this, he used his only left hand that could still move. , waving the steel knife to kill Wuliangguan.
Seeing that the target was just struggling to hold on, the assassin leader knew that the poison he put on his weapon had an effect. He said happily: "Brothers, this kid has no strength anymore. Everyone, work harder, hurry up." Get rid of this guy right now. Master said, if you kill this guy, you will be rewarded heavily."
The remaining assassins, upon hearing their leader's instructions, collectively shouted OK and then rushed forward quickly, launching more violent attacks. At this time, his body was already poisonous, and half of his body was already sluggish. In addition, Huang Qiong was carrying Chen Yao on his back, and the situation suddenly became more difficult.
Not only did he get a few more wounds, but Chen Yao also received two more slaps on his back. Listening to Chen Yao's breath on his back getting weaker and weaker, not only the remaining left half of his body began to become numb, but his eyes gradually began to become hazy. Facing the assassins who were attacking in turn, Huang Qiong, who was already unable to resist, could only secretly think that he was really going to die today.
Opposite Huang Qiong, the assassin's leader couldn't help but get excited when he saw that his opponent's resistance was getting weaker and weaker. He knew that his goal was about to be achieved. The losses in this operation were indeed excessive. Of the sixteen assassins dispatched, only the five around him were left.
But as long as we can kill this target, it's all worth it. After returning, the master will definitely reward you generously. Thinking of his master's promise before setting off, this guy seemed to have taken some kind of drug to boost his mood. But many times, failure often occurs just when success is within reach.
Just as Huang Qiong's body became increasingly numb and had begun to spread throughout his body, he fell into despair. Behind the assassin, who was attacking with all his strength in an attempt to end the fight in one fell swoop, but his action had been delayed for much longer than expected, a cry suddenly came from behind: "Isn't this kid carrying Miss Chen on his back? Isn't this kid carrying him on his back?" , Isn’t that the Hejian County Prince?”
"Since it's Miss Chen, what are you waiting for? They all seem to have been seriously injured. Aren't you some conceited masters? Why don't you take action to get rid of those blind people and help them out? Are you still in the mood to watch a joke here?" Along with this exclamation, a lazy voice came over.
Although these few words that sounded behind him were not much, they made the assassin leader's heart, which was still hot just now, immediately feel as if a basin of cold water had been poured down on him, and it turned completely ice cold in an instant. Even people like myself put most of their energy on the pair of mandarin ducks in front of them. But with his own ability, it is absolutely impossible for him not to know when someone is coming from behind.
And before he took action, manpower had been deployed around the place to guard. At this time, several people quietly appeared behind them, which was enough to show that these people were not only experts, but also that something had happened to the manpower they had arranged. It's a pity that you only have one chance, once you miss it, you won't get it again.
These assassins, who thought they had only two targets, never expected that when victory was in sight, their opponents would actually arrive with reinforcements. Moreover, he did not expect that his opponent's reinforcements would be so powerful. Suddenly, the three people who rushed over caused chaos. They could only give up on Huang Qiong, who was almost defenseless, and turn around to deal with the new powerful enemy.
While the remaining assassins were struggling to deal with the three new, rather fierce opponents. Huang Qiong's very familiar shouts also sounded from the direction Huang Qiong came from: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty?" Hearing these calls, Huang Qiong knew that it was his bodyguard who was looking for him, and he couldn't help but feel completely relieved. Using all his strength, he responded by summoning several guards.
Several guards heard Huang Qiong's response and rushed over looking for the sound. When several guards arrived, they couldn't help but be shocked when they saw the corpses on the ground. The leading guard quickly ran over and carefully supported Huang Qiong, who was leaning against a big tree and could barely stand. The other guards quickly picked up Chen Yao from Huang Qiong's back.
Looking at Chen Yao who had fallen into a coma, Huang Qiong said angrily to the guards who were about to kneel down to plead guilty: "It's already this time, what else are you asking for? Why don't you go over and help? You always say that you are in the border army. At that time, you were so brave and brave, and you were so capable. I want to see your skills today and see if you are always bragging."
"Wang Dalong, if you don't show off your foolhardy skills when you were in the frontier army today, I will chop these bastards into pieces with a thousand swords, and then go back to where they came from. Isn't the British Prince's Palace just a collection of bastards?" Don't accept junk materials." The Wang Dalong mentioned by Huang Qiong was none other than the leader of the guards sent by the emperor to his residence.
"Yes, please rest assured, Your Majesty, we will definitely avenge you by cutting these thieves into pieces." It is said that it is better to dispatch a general than to provoke him, and several of the guards are also arrogant people. Upon hearing Huang Qiong's words, his face seemed a little uneasy, and one by one he drew out his sword and rushed forward.
These people are different from the guards sent by the prince to Huang Qiong's mansion. They were able to reach this level by fighting level by level among the frontier troops and relying on their military exploits. On weekdays, my self-esteem is extremely strong. How can I sit still after being so provoked by Huang Qiong today?
Seeing several of his subordinates rushing to help, as the leader of the fifth-grade sword-carrying guard of the British Palace, Wang Dalong's thoughts were much more delicate and steady. Looking at the situation in front of him, he knew that those who rushed forward, plus the three masters who had saved the prince earlier, there were enough people on the field. No matter how many more people went up, they would not be able to use it.
