The small group of people who had just been chasing Zhao Xingwen knew that they had no chance again when they saw him entering the city, and began to retreat without hesitation.
Mai Zhenjin originally wanted to send people to chase the team, but Zhao Xingwen stopped him and quickly ordered his troops to leave the city.
Zhao Xingwen turned his horse's head to follow, but Yin Guangbo called out worriedly from behind: "General Zhao."
Zhao Xingwen took the knife and slashed back horizontally. The arrow on his shoulder was broken with a sound, leaving only the arrowhead still inserted into the shoulder blade.
"It doesn't matter, you go back and free up the room." He turned around and grinned at Yin Guangbo, and after saying that, he chased after him.
At this time, the battle situation at the foot of the mountain was already extremely tragic.
The bandits who originally came down took advantage and gradually crushed the private army.
Suddenly, the private army released most of its power to suppress them, and the bandits were unable to resist.
There were fewer than a thousand of them to begin with.
Before, it was because Su Qian'an led 20,000 people to face the private army head-on.
The private army only used one-third of its strength to fight against the bandits.
But now, Su Qian'an's original 20,000 people were divided into two and turned into an army that was outflanked. Naturally, they could not attack only that private army unscrupulously.
The bandits were forced to retreat, and Su Qian'an was caught in the middle and suffered terribly.
The bandits could still retreat to the mountain if they were defeated, but Su Qian'an had no way to retreat and became a living flesh and blood membrane.
No matter how brave he was, he couldn't fight one against a thousand, and now he was covered in blood and scarred.
His sword swings were getting slower and slower, and his strength was getting weaker and weaker.
At this moment, the arrow team on the periphery suddenly accelerated the pace of their attack.
Originally I just wanted to grind them to death, but now it seems I can't wait any longer.
Su Qian'an secretly guessed that Zhao Xingwen had escaped safely, so the Arrow team on the outside couldn't wait any longer.
His guess was indeed good. The chasing team reported that Zhao Xingwen had fled back to Guwan City, and the city troops should be arriving soon.
Therefore, the leader ordered to speed up the attack.
Feather arrows sandwiched between crossbow arrows began to shoot without distinguishing between friend and foe.
The leader didn't even care about the life or death of the group of private soldiers and issued a death order to attack indiscriminately.
With this death order, the number of people killed obviously increased exponentially.
Su Qian'an saw a crossbow arrow heading towards his heart, but he didn't have the head and six arms to cut it off with his sword.
In his mind, he pictured Su Qianle, dressed in aqua blue dress and smiling like a flower after recovering from a serious illness.
Appearing at the door of Suyuan, Xia Chu, who was smoking cicada leaves, said to him solemnly and seriously: "From now on, you are my people, and I will protect you."
Even Bingwen's furious face emerged. The Bingwen whose hair exploded every time he called "Yin Zhi" was also his brother who went up and downstairs...
Su Qian'an closed her eyes.
He missed it very much.
But.
He really has no strength left...
The arrow that Su Qian'an expected to hit her heart did not hit her heart. Instead, she heard a "clang" and the sound of Bian Zhao came to her ears.
"Are you still closing your eyes at this time and waiting for the girl to kiss you?" Bian Zhao mentioned him while fighting and retreating.
Only then did Su Qian'an realize that it was Bian Zhao who had arrived in time and blocked the fatal arrow with his sword.
He was protected by Bian Zhao for a short period of time, and he felt that his whole body had relaxed again. He grinned at him with the joy of surviving the disaster and said, "Why are you here?"
"You would have died if I didn't come." Bian Zhao pierced the enemy's body with his sword, turned around and rolled his eyes at him, and then said, "Is it still possible?"
Su Qian'an picked up a knife from the ground, leaned back to back with Bian Ding, and said, "I am an eight-foot tall man, there is nothing I can't do."
Bian Zhao sighed and curled his lips when he heard this. He was just half a head taller than him.
What a shame.
"How is your Highness's side?" Su Qian'an fought side by side with him, with Xiao Zimu's side in mind.
"Your Highness, they retreated to the mountain. I just pulled away and wanted to ask you what happened." Bian Zhao first reassured him, but there was no need to ask him the next sentence. One look at the scene and he knew, Got ambushed again.
"Hold on, General Zhao should be here soon." Before Su Qian'an could finish her words, she heard the sound of uniform footsteps coming from the distance.
Following Zhao Xingwen's words: "Qian'an!"
The arrow team on the periphery suddenly stopped, broke into pieces, and retreated silently in an instant.
Mai Zhenjin was thinking about chasing, but those people had already disappeared under the cover of night.
"Stop chasing. Kill the private army at the foot of the mountain first. Leave the leader alive." Zhao Xingwen became more cautious after suffering a loss.
Mai Zhenjin took the order and immediately joined the battle with 20,000 city troops.
Most of those private soldiers were killed by the arrows and crossbows just now, and they were no match for the defenders. They tried to run up the mountain, but were intercepted by the bandits.
Mai Zhenjin led the city defenders to capture them in one fell swoop, and captured several leaders alive.
But before Zhao Xingwen could go over to ask questions, several people bitten the poison under their tongues and died instantly.
Zhao Xingwen was walking towards Su Qian'an and Bian Zhao, and frowned when he saw that all the people captured alive were dead.
"I'll go to the mountain and report back to His Highness first." Bian Zhao asked Zhao Xingwen for instructions.
"I'll go with you to plead guilty." Mai Zhenjin glanced at the corpses everywhere. After all, the incident happened in the ancient Anhui area, and he also needed to explain.
Zhao Xingwen nodded to them and agreed. The city defenders were stationed at the foot of the mountain, and the two of them headed towards the mountain.
Zhao Xingwen turned around to ask how Su Qian'an was injured, but when he turned around, there was no trace of him. After taking a closer look, he found him squatting on the ground, rummaging through pieces.
He was wearing a black outfit. If he hadn't been moving around, he would have been submerged in the group of corpses.
"What are you looking for?" Seeing that he was covered in blood, Zhao Xingwen sat down to rest for a while, tossing and turning without knowing what he was doing on the ground.
"My knife is missing." Su Qian'an wrinkled her face and turned over the places she had just passed.
"That's not a good knife of yours. I'll find someone to customize one for you later." Zhao Xingwen had naturally seen his knife before and couldn't help laughing.
Those who didn't know thought he had lost his love token.
"Oh, the point is not the knife, the point is the tassel on that knife. That was given to me by the young master." Su Qian'an turned over one by one without giving up.
"Dele, let me help you look for it. I forgot what color it is." Zhao Xingwen immediately knelt down and helped him look through it one by one.
"Black." Su Qian'an replied without looking back.
When Zhao Xingwen heard that it was black, his scalp felt numb and he discussed it with him.
"Where else can I find it? I'll ask Xia Chu to give you another one later."
(End of chapter)