Quick Wear: The host abandons the male protagonist and the NPC

Chapter 283 The Fake Eunuch Being Torn Apart by a Chariot 14

The mountain roads outside Beijing are filled with a solemn atmosphere.

The rain of arrows mixed with crossbow bolts came at them like a storm, carrying murderous intent. Many of the guards surrounding the imperial carriage were shot through and fell off their horses before they could even react.

The team was forced to stop, and the heavy crossbow arrows pierced the carriage, making a series of "dong dong dong" sounds, embedding deeply. Fortunately, the imperial carriage frame was specially reinforced, otherwise the carriage would have been shot apart.

Even so, the carriage would not be able to hold out if it continued to be damaged.

Qin Wuxue narrowed his eyes as he looked at these crossbows that were specifically designed to target chariots.

Shouting: "Protect the emperor and leave quickly."

He held a sword and killed the archers who were ambushing in the forest.

Commander Cai directed the guards to protect the imperial carriage, and the coachman hurriedly drove forward.

However, just as he swung the whip, he was hit in the neck by an arrow and fell down.

At the same time, the horses in front of the carriage were hit by several arrows and began to run out of control.

The rain of arrows stopped for a moment, and dozens of black-clothed men wearing ghost masks rushed out from the other side. They split into two, one part fought with Commander Cai and others, and the other part chased the carriage...

Lan Jingyue and Lan Jingfeng, standing on a high place on horseback, frowned and looked at Purgatory in the distance.

"Where did this group of people come from? There are even crossbowmen among them?"

Bows and crossbows have great lethality and are important weapons on the battlefield. Ordinary people are not allowed to own or use them.

In Yue State, if anyone was found privately manufacturing bows and crossbows or training crossbowmen, he would be charged with treason.

But Lan Jingfeng didn't think there was anything wrong with him. Instead, his eyes lit up with joy: "Whether Lan Jingrun saw through our plan or not, he deliberately didn't return to the palace. He came to the suburbs today, and it's obvious that he is on the road to hell."

Lan Jingyue looked a little serious, and after a long while he said, "Qin Wuxue is not a good person, and Lan Jingrun's martial arts skills are not low either. It's not easy to kill him."

"How could it be! The enemy is well-trained and equipped with bows and crossbows. They can definitely kill him."

Lan Jingyue didn't say anything, but stared closely at the masked men in black who were fighting with Commander Cai.

Gradually, his face became darker and darker, and he said in a deep voice: "I suspect that these assassins are not from Yue country at all. And in the palace, I am afraid that they have spies monitoring Lan Jingrun's every move."

He got the news from Yi in the early morning, saying that Lan Jingrun would leave the palace to celebrate the birthday of the old lady of the Duke's Mansion.

Time was running out, so he could only arrange the "refugee riot" when Lan Jingrun returned to the palace after celebrating his birthday.

With his people pushing for it, Lan Jingrun would never be able to quell the riot; but he showed up at the right time and quelled it perfectly, and then asked Lan Jingrun on the spot to increase funding to quickly build a refugee camp. I believe it would be difficult for Lan Jingrun to refuse...

The plan was perfect, but unexpectedly, Lan Jingrun did not go to the palace after leaving the Duke's Mansion, but went straight out of the city.

Even though Lan Jingrun said he had something to do, he never thought that he would leave the capital, which completely disrupted his plans.

After careful consideration, they followed quietly...

Even he didn't know that Lan Jingrun would leave the capital, so how did these people know and how could they wait in advance on the road that Lan Jingrun must pass and arrange such a detailed assassination? !

Lan Jingyue thought a lot in an instant.

After hearing what Lan Jingyue said, Lan Jingfeng was surprised for a moment, and then he became serious: "There are spies from other countries in the palace?!"

Internal strife is one thing, but being infiltrated by other countries is another.

"I have never seen the martial arts of those people, so I have such suspicions."

Lan Jingyue rode back and left the high ground. "Let's go back first. No matter what the result is, it's not good for us to stay here."

Lan Jingfeng nodded and followed him away.

On the carriage.

Su was about to vomit up the overnight meal he had eaten.

The horse pulling the cart in front was shot by the rain of arrows like a hedgehog. It was running wildly in pain and had long left its original path. It was rushing around in the woods. Lan Jingrun could hardly control it.

"Forget it... let's jump off. This horse is crazy."

Lan Jingrun was unhappy: "If there is no horse-drawn carriage, when can we reach the Tomb Sect?!"

Su Yi:!!!

"What's going on now? You're still thinking about honey!"

Lan Jingrun: "I can't make this trip in vain."

Su Yi rolled his eyes and said, "Please let this horse go. Even if it listens to you, it can't run to the Tomb Clan with such a serious injury!"

"How will you know if you don't try."

Su Yi was almost going crazy. This guy was really stubborn!

She held on to the door frame tightly to steady herself so as not to be shaken so much.

But the next second, the car suddenly stopped shaking.

Then, my body felt weightless...

Su Yi turned his head in confusion and saw the scenery on the opposite mountain, which moved up quickly from slow to fast. The wind was whistling, his clothes were fluttering, and his hair was blown into a mess...

Oh, it turns out she was doing free falling exercise.

Su Yi's eyes suddenly widened and his adrenaline rose rapidly.

How the hell did he fall off the cliff?

Also, did the driver's eyes get covered with shit, so he rushed forward even when he saw the cliff?!

Su Yi was cursing and trying to save himself when someone grabbed him by the waist.

Lan Jingrun stepped on the carriage and flew upwards holding Su Yi. After a few breaths, he returned to the cliff.

The two stood still.

Lan Jingrun asked, "Are you okay?"

Su Yi pushed him away, and couldn't help it anymore, so he poked his chest and cursed.

"It's alright, bullshit! I said, are you breathing with your eyes? Didn't you see the cliff?! You just rushed forward without warning me, you're going to scare people to death!"

Lan Jingrun rarely got scolded but didn't fight back. He said awkwardly, "I did hold the horse back, but it stopped and the carriage was still running. I actually pushed the horse and rushed out."

Su Yi: "Don't you know inertia? Inertia!"

Lan Jingrun said very honestly: "I don't know, what is that?"

"I... am really going to be pissed off by you."

Su had turned and walked into the woods, not wanting to pay any attention to him.

Lan Jingrun hurriedly caught up, glanced at Su Yi and said.

"That crazy horse has gone the wrong way. If we want to go to the Tomb Sect again, we have to go back to the original route. But luckily, I remember how to get back. You can just follow me without worry."

Su no longer spoke.

Lan Jingrun was silent for a moment, then said, "It's not far, only about ten miles, and it's very fast to walk."

Su Yi walked in silence, still without saying a word.

Lan Jingrun coughed dryly and said, "If you are tired, I can hold your hand."

Su Yi glanced at him sideways.

"My legs and butt hurt from the bump I just got. I don't want to walk anymore. I want you to carry me on your back."

"Wha...what? You want me to carry you!"

Lan Jingrun's face was filled with shock, as if he couldn't believe that a servant was so bold as to let the emperor carry him on his back.

Su Yi sneered: "Yes, I am so miserable, but it is all your fault. It is not too much to ask you to bear it."

Lan Jingrun lowered his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.