The remaining assassins, with less than a dozen people, immediately gave up their fight with the soldiers and rushed towards the convoy below the cliff one by one.
Although in the process of flying, they did not forget to shoot the crossbow arrows in their hands.
The guards below were already prepared, and immediately took out the prepared rattan shields to protect the vital parts.
Li Xiaolin's carriage was refitted so that it was almost invulnerable, not to mention the invulnerability of swords and guns. Arrows shot on it could only penetrate the wood outside, but were blocked from the steel plate.
At this moment, Prince Anping's safety is safe.
The group of assassins rushed down the mountain and immediately confronted the prince's guards.
This group of guards were carefully selected by the Imperial Guard, and I dare not say that one is equal to ten, but it is no problem for ordinary soldiers to choose one or two.
But even at this level, they are still incompetent when facing these assassins. These assassins are not only strong, but more importantly, they cooperate with each other extremely well, as long as someone has the opportunity to break into the defense circle. In the inner layers, they even opened the way for him at the cost of their own lives.
The black-clothed man named the leader attacked so ruthlessly that in the blink of an eye, the three guards who fought with him were killed, and he himself attacked the innermost layer of the defense circle.
"Protect the lord!" The guards roared loudly, and the defense in the inner circle suddenly tightened. The five guards took a desperate stance to stop the black-clothed leader.
Only eleven or twelve assassins were able to rush down the cliff alive, and under the siege of more than fifty guards, they soon fell into a disadvantage.
The black-clothed leader rushed into the innermost layer of the defense circle with a vigorous momentum, but after the guards in the inner circle began to work hard, his speed of advancing slowed down.
"I'll meet you!" The black-clothed leader was startled, and a long spear stabbed diagonally from behind to take his heart.
He dodged, with a long knife in his hand, raised his head and faced Qi Yuxuan's stern face.
"Qi Yuxuan?!" The black-clothed leader took a deep breath.
How could Qi Yuxuan, who was supposed to be dead, appear here? If he's still alive, doesn't that mean all those who ambushed him are dead
That was for decades, and the foreigners managed to sneak into the dark line of Daliang Kingdom with great difficulty. I didn't expect that he would not be able to kill him. For a while, the black-clothed leader only felt ashes.
Qi Yuxuan doesn't care if the black-clothed leader is in a low ebb. As the saying goes, while he is sick, he shakes the spear in his hand, pulls out a spear flower, and takes him directly in front of him.
The black-clothed leader was also battle-hardened, and fell into a low state for a while, but quickly recovered. It's meaningless to consider those things, now the only thing he can do is to kill Qi Yuxuan!
The spirit was suddenly shocked, the black-clothed leader's eyes flashed, and a decisive look appeared on his face.
As long as they can desperately kill Qi Yuxuan, their sacrifices will be worthwhile!
Figured this out, the black-clothed leader's swordsmanship suddenly became sharp, and he assumed a posture of perishing.
Qi Yuxuan looked solemn, the spear in his hand was like an arm and a finger, every move was calm and atmospheric, and he firmly blocked the attack of the black-clothed leader.
Xu Ziyu also rushed into the group of foreign assassins. His grappling technique was very effective in melee combat. The assassin who fought with him was unfamiliar with his moves. Sword pierce.
With fifty or sixty people fighting together, even if Xu Ziyu wanted to rush to Qi Yuxuan's side, it would be difficult to do so.
Just now, Qi Yuxuan relied on the power of the spear to open a passage with a sweep of the gun's barrel, but before Xu Ziyu squeezed past, the people on both sides quickly sealed the passage, and the angry Xu Ziyu cursed inwardly.
At this moment, Qi Yuxuan was at the innermost part of the battle circle, only a few people away from the prince's carriage, while Xu Ziyu was in the middle of the battle circle, cooperating with the guards around him, besieging two or three assassins who had gathered together.
Xu Ziyu watched Qi Yuxuan and the black-clothed leader fight from afar, and he couldn't help feeling restless.
He threw the assassin in front of him with a backhand over the shoulder. Xu Ziyu avoided the melee of these people as much as possible and rushed towards Qi Yuxuan's side. In the original book, Qi Yuxuan died here. The ominous premonition he had just now made him unable to feel at ease.
Qi Yuxuan and the black-clothed leader were fighting vigorously, and no one noticed that no figure was rushing towards the black-clothed leader's back.
All the attention of the black-clothed leader was focused on Qi Yuxuan, and there was no way to be distracted to defend others. Therefore, he didn't realize that he was being plotted until he was stabbed in the back, and he kicked the attacker out from behind with his hands and kicks. He suddenly felt a pain in his chest, and when he looked down, there was a dye full of blood on his chest. Bloody spear point.
The black-clothed leader's eyes widened in disbelief, staring at the tip of the gun on his chest, unable to rest his eyes!
He led so many foreign warriors, but he did not expect to fall into the trap of the Daliang people in the end. He raised his head diligently and looked at the black-clothed corpses lying on the ground. There is also no chance to lead these warriors home.
The hand finally fell, and the black-clothed leader's body fell to the ground, his eyes staring blankly into the distance.
Those black-clothed assassins lost their lives under the siege of the prince's guards and the soldiers of the Peaceful West Army, but with a cup of tea, the battle subsided.
"Your Highness, are you alright?" Qi Yuxuan asked through the carriage's curtain.
"It's over?" Li Xiaolin's voice trembled a little. As a professional scoundrel, he heard the sound of fighting outside just now. It was different from the battle at Zikou Pass. This battle really happened beside him. The sound of swords colliding with each other. All kinds of screams and wailing were all irritating, and he was cautious.
Especially the jingling sound of the arrows hitting the carriage just now, he believed that if the steel plates prepared for him by his guards had not been spread around the carriage, I am afraid he would have been reincarnated into a hedgehog by now...
"Yes, my lord. It's over." Qi Yuxuan's voice was cold and polite. Now that Prince Anping is about to return to the capital, and this time he has helped them to pacify the Western Army twice, which has changed Qi Yuxuan's impression of him a little bit.
Li Xiaolin was supported by Ruo Ming and walked out, his legs were still a little weak. Looking at the dead bodies on the ground and the smell of blood wafting in the air, he couldn't help it and vomited out with a wow.
Qi Yuxuan, Xu Ziyu: …
Guards: …
Although Ruo Ming's face was also pale, he didn't feel weak in his hands and feet. He quickly found a guard to let him support the prince, and Jinpa, who hurriedly climbed into the carriage and took out the water bag, did some cleaning for Li Xiaolin.
After vomiting, Li Xiaolin's face was still embarrassed, but he still supported Qi Yuxuan to thank him, and said that he would bury the dead guards.
Qi Yuxuan counted his soldiers. In the fight against these assassins, he also lost five or six soldiers. Compared with those foreign masters, these elite soldiers are still a lot worse. How are they.
Fortunately, because they are used to forming battle formations during training, even if there are only three people, they will support each other with horns, otherwise he will lose even more.
"Bring our corpses back to Liancheng, and bury those foreigners on the spot." Qi Yuxuan said expressionlessly as he looked at the corpses there.
The uninjured soldiers and guards began to dig holes one after another, and then a few people dragged the bodies of the foreign assassins together, waiting for the holes to be dug to push them down.
Li Xiaolin looked at the corpses, and his expression changed inexplicably. When he looked at Qi Yuxuan again, his eyes were no longer contemptuous and unpleasant.
Unless you go to the scene in person, ordinary people simply cannot imagine the cruelty of war.
Even when he was at Zikou Pass, Li Xiaolin was in the safest place in the pass. He didn't need to touch those soldiers at all, and naturally he couldn't see the cruelty of the war.
But now, he finally understands why the hundreds of thousands of troops of the Pingxi Army have been stationed here, and why the training is so hard on weekdays.
The ferocity of these foreigners in the fight is like beasts. His guards may have higher martial arts than the soldiers of the Pingxi Army, but they are still unavoidable when facing the assassins.
It's a real beast-like fight, and if you're not careful, even a dying person can take a bite out of you.
Li Xiaolin leaned on the carriage in a daze, while Ruoming stood by and waited. Qi Yuxuan and Xu Ziyu stood beside Li Xiaolin, one of them directed the soldiers to bury the body, while the other checked up and down, fearing that Qi Yuxuan was injured.
"I'm fine." Qi Yuxuan reassured after hearing the words. Xu Ziyu's hands-on inspection method has attracted the attention of many soldiers. If Qi Yuxuan doesn't stop him, his reputation will be ruined.
"Is it really okay?" Xu Ziyu asked suspiciously. For some reason, the unease in his heart has not diminished at all, but rather has a tendency to intensify.
"It's really okay." Qi Yuxuan was helpless too. Those assassins had already been ambushed and killed a third of them, and the rest were all dead after just holding on for a while. Why does Xu Ziyu seem to recognize him? As if he was already injured, looking at his expression, he could hardly wait to let himself be stripped down for a full-body examination to feel at ease.
Just when everyone thought the battle was over, a mutation suddenly occurred!
In the group of corpses that were dragged together, a man lying on the ground suddenly burst out. The crossbow arrows on his body have been taken away by the soldiers, but he took out a blow arrow from nowhere, and with a pop, a black feather arrow quickly shot at Li Xiaolin.
"Be careful!" Qi Yuxuan exclaimed.
It happened so fast that the soldiers had no time to react and could only watch the feather and arrow fly towards Li Xiaolin.
Qi Yuxuan almost reflexively blocked in front of Li Xiaolin. Prince Anping had no protection at all. If he was hit by this feather arrow, he would be 100% dead!