"how so?"
Zhou An murmured to himself, with a complicated expression on his face.
He looked at the scene in front of him with confusion, but more with fear and uneasiness.
After all, I never expected that Ning Wushuang would bring so many helpers.
"My plan was perfect. The convoy didn't find these killers at all, which means the killers didn't leak the news. But why did Ning Wuyan bring so many people with him in his convoy?"
That's it for Ning Feng and Ning Weiguo.
The Ning family was all prosperous, so it was no surprise that they came to help Ning Wuyan escort this batch of perfume worth 500,000 taels.
In addition, there are tobacco seeds that can be used to treat wounded soldiers, so it’s okay to bring more drivers.
But what he didn't expect was that Lian Jiang Yan and Yu Zhengrong were also traveling with the convoy.
"Without Su Rui's order, Jiang Yan cannot leave the territory under the jurisdiction of Jinling without permission, and Yu Zhengrong cannot!"
Zhou An felt that the situation was out of control.
Could it be that Jiang Yan and Yu Zhengrong had all defected to King Kang's faction, and they heard rumors that he wanted to assassinate Ning Wuchang, so they set a trap specifically?
Zhou An's mind suddenly felt like a mess, and he couldn't figure out the clues.
Seeing this, the guard grabbed Zhou An's wrist forcefully and shouted in a deep voice: "Little Marquis, I will take you out of here, but you may suffer some burns, so bear with it."
Get some burns?
Zhou An saw flames all around him, except for the direction leading to the carriage where there was no fire.
But the way there was blocked by Ning Weiguo, and there were twenty archers, ready to shoot anyone who tried to resist.
Zhou An looked at the killers who were desperately trying to break out of the encirclement for a chance of survival, and he took it into consideration.
"Don't panic, we'll wait."
When Zhou An saw the killers, either burned to death by rockets or hacked to death with knives, he smiled treacherously.
Die well.
A wonderful death.
After they are all dead, he can live.
"Little Marquis, why do you have to wait? Why don't you sneak out while the killers break out?"
The guard felt that saving his life was the most important thing compared to suffering some flesh wounds.
In this formation, both sides have become red-eyed, and there is no guarantee that an accident will not occur due to a momentary mistake.
"Ahhhh..."
The mute guard stamped out the burned hem and gesticulated anxiously to urge Zhou An to leave.
Just now, he felt that the direction of the carriage was wrong. When he saw a reflection in the firelight, he thought of the shield and wanted to pull Zhou An away, but it was a pity that he was a step too late.
This time, he didn't want to be late.
"roll!"
Zhou An glared at the mute guard impatiently, still complaining helplessly.
"If you hadn't been unable to figure out the way just now, I wouldn't have had to take the risk. If you had to walk, you would have to walk through the fire by yourself."
Seeing another rocket falling next to the mute, Zhou An kicked the unfortunate guy to the ground and moved to the open space next to him with another guard.
He is waiting.
Wait for the rain of arrows to stop.
Waiting for the killer to die.
"At that time, we will say that it was hijacked by these killers. They wanted to rob the perfume worth five hundred thousand taels of silver."
When the guard heard this excuse, his eyes lit up.
Five hundred thousand taels of perfume is indeed enough to make a group of killers fight for it.
"But little Marquis, what if they don't believe it?"
"There is no proof, so they don't believe me. Besides, since I have revealed my identity, I understand that they will not dare to kill me. Do you still remember Mr. Guan?"
Why don't the guards remember?
At the same time, I also understood what Zhou An meant.
Even Guan Lao, a killer, failed to kill before he died, so as not to harm the whole family.
Not to mention those people on the opposite side.
The Ning family may share the same hatred, but Jiang Yan and Yu Zhengrong would not risk the disapproval of the world to kill a royal child.
Especially since this royal child is His Majesty's most beloved grandson today.
"The young Marquis is unparalleled in intelligence, and his subordinates admire him."
The guard praised it without hesitation, which was equivalent to agreeing to the plan.
It's not that he's afraid of being burned, but because there are only twenty or thirty killers left at this time, and if they make any unusual movements, they can be easily discovered.
Whoops!
Just thinking about it.
Another rocket hit the flattened rice field between the mute guard and the two of them.
"There's someone squatting there!"
Ning Weiguo, who was at the forefront, turned his wrist and harvested another head with the long knife in his hand.
He used his strength to throw the head in the direction of the mute guard.
The blood spattered from the severed head rubbed Zhou An's scalp and flew to the mute guard's body.
Zhou An, who had always been extremely well protected, had never faced death at such a close distance. He was so frightened that his heart shrank into a ball, and he shouted at the mute guard who was about to move.
"run!"
"If I die, what will happen to your family? I don't need to remind you!"
Zhou An said almost fiercely.
Letting the mute guard run away at this time is no less than making the mute guard a living target.
The mute guard was stunned for a moment, then ran towards the rural road outside the circle of fire without any hesitation.
Ever since they were selected as Zhou An's personal bodyguards, their lives no longer belong to them.
Don't tell Zhou An to let him run away.
Even if he was turned into a stone and stood on the spot, burned to death like a dead target, he could not refuse.
But now that he can run, he might still have a chance to survive.
After the mute guard started running, he attracted five archers who fired two rounds of rockets.
By the light of the fire, Ning Wuhou saw with sharp eyes the shadow of the mute guard, making irregular twists and turns in the rice fields.
There are people there.
Ning Wuyang thought in his mind and glanced at the remaining arrows in the archers' quivers. He did not make a sound to remind him.
The man who left just now was wearing reflective clothing, and it looked like he was made of fine materials.
It was completely different from the night clothes worn by the killers.
In addition, if Zhou An encounters a near-death situation among killers, he will definitely choose to reveal his identity and find excuses to save his life. He should also blame the killers.
So if nothing else, the person standing still there should be Zhou An.
The person who escaped should be one of Zhou An's guards.
After finding Zhou An's location, Ning Wuhuang's heart dropped.
Just by looking at the positions of Zhou An and the killers, one can guess that Zhou An plans to survive until the end, to die without any evidence, and to clarify his true purpose of coming here.
It's a beautiful thought.
It's a pity that he won't give Zhou An this chance.
At this moment, Zhou Jingxian stretched out her long arm and stood in front of him, reminding him softly: "Mr. Ning, stand back, you will run out of arrows."
"good."
Ning Wuyang took a step back from Shanruliu, but he clenched the red gold sword in his hand and stared at Zhou An squatting in the rice field.
"kill!"
The killers' breakout continues.
When the flow of arrows stopped, their momentum surged unprecedentedly, and they made their final resistance.
No matter what.
Ning Feng and the others did not lose manpower at all. Wave after wave of rockets consumed 60 to 70% of the killers, and also caused serious injuries to the killers.
The last resistance is also the last struggle.
"rush!"
Ning Feng saw that all the arrows had been shot, and there were only a dozen killers left.
He, Jiang Yan, Yu Zhengrong and others all rushed forward, not only to prevent these killers from slipping through the net, but also to rely on the strength of their numbers to leave anyone alive to find out what happened in the raid just now.
Zhou Jingxian thought that Zhou An might be among them, and was worried that Ning Feng and the others would accidentally kill him and cause genocide, so she shouted at Yunfei: "Watch Mr. Ning, I'll come as soon as I can!"
"Princess Xian, be careful! There is an ambush!"
Ning Wuyan shouted loudly, raised the red gold sword in his hand, and threw it in the direction where Zhou An was squatting.
