Final Volume Chapter 68

Chapter 68 of the final volume

On the way to the Fifth Army's garrison, Xiao Xiang's gloomy mood became much more cheerful as she looked at the green wheat fields on both sides of the road and smelled the fresh grass fragrance in the air. "The domain name of this site is the full spelling of , please remember the domain name of this site!"

She sat in the carriage, asked someone to open the curtains, closed her eyes leisurely, and enjoyed this rare pastoral scenery. As she was walking forward, a team of Sichuan soldiers came in front of her. It seemed that there were about a hundred people, all dressed neatly, with shining helmets and armor.

"Who is in front? This is the Fifth Army's garrison. No outsiders are allowed to enter without permission. TXT download!" This team of Sichuan soldiers lined up on the road, blocking the road. The captain in the lead took two steps forward and shouted loudly at Xiao Xiang's guard of honor.

"You are blind, don't you see that this is the princess's ceremonial procession?"

A guard rushed out from the ceremonial procession, came close to the Sichuan Army Captain, raised the whip in his hand, pointed at his nose and shouted: "Go back and report to General Ren immediately, tell him that the princess is visiting, and ask him to go out of the camp to greet her!"

The Sichuan Army Captain was surprised, first looked up at the guard on the horse, then looked behind him at Xiao Xiang's ceremonial procession, and stammered: "It turns out to be... the princess's ceremonial procession..."

"Nonsense, go back and report!" The guard was arrogant, lowered his head and looked down at the Sichuan Army Captain coldly.

Before the Sichuan Army Captain could react, Xiao Xiang leaned out of the carriage and said, "No need to trouble General Ren, I will go directly to the military camp."

Seeing Xiao Xiang coming out of the carriage, the Sichuan Army Captain and the Sichuan Army soldiers behind him knelt down and kowtowed, shouting in unison, "I pay my respects to Her Royal Highness the Princess!"

Xiao Xiang smiled, stood on the carriage, waved to them, and said, "No need to be polite, all of you get up!"

The Sichuan Army soldiers all said yes, and then stood up one after another. The guard sitting on the horse urged impatiently, "Get out of the way, get out of the way, all of you get out of the way..." He stopped before he finished speaking, and his face changed drastically.

I saw that those Sichuan Army soldiers who stood up also raised their crossbows at some point, and the arrows exposed outside the crossbows flashed cold rays under the reflection of the sun.

"You..." The guard screamed, but he only said two words, and a crossbow arrow shot into his throat as fast as lightning. Puff! The arrow was shot accurately and firmly, and the guard fell backwards on his horse.

Almost at the same time, the sound of crossbows in the crowd of Sichuan soldiers was heard, and countless arrows cut through the sky and flew towards Xiao Xiang.

Xiao Xiang had no time to react. She didn't even see what was going on. The crossbow arrows as dense as raindrops had already flown close to her.

Someone screamed beside her: "Princess, be careful--" As the voice sounded, a guard flew onto the carriage and threw Xiao Xiang into the carriage.

Pounce, pounce, pounce--In just a moment, the inside and outside of the carriage were covered with crossbow arrows. Looking around, it was dark and there were countless arrows stuck on the walls of the carriage. It was only at this time that Xiao Xiang realized that she had encountered an assassin.

She wanted to get up, but the guard who rushed up was still pressing on her. Xiao Xiang was ashamed, anxious and angry, and shouted: "Get up quickly!" While speaking, she pushed the guard's body hard, but the latter did not respond. Xiao Xiang felt something was wrong, and raised her head with effort. She saw that the guard's back was at least pierced with dozens of crossbow arrows, like a hedgehog. He had already died, and blood was dripping from his nostrils and mouth, soaking a large area of ​​Xiao Xiang's clothes on his chest red.

"Ah——" Xiao Xiang couldn't help but screamed, and after a moment of stunned, she came back to her senses and shouted: "There is an assassin, protect the emperor! Protect the emperor quickly!"

Without her shouting, the accompanying guards had already rushed to the opposite "Sichuan soldiers". The more than 100 Sichuan soldiers dropped the crossbow machine, quickly took out the pills from their arms, stuffed them into their mouths, and then drew their swords, facing the guards and fighting with them.

When they first met, they were just ordinary people, but after a short time, more than a hundred Sichuan soldiers turned into more than a hundred spiritual practitioners, all covered with spiritual armor and spiritualized the swords in their hands.

Xiao Xiang's personal guards were not given for nothing, most of them were spiritual practitioners, but compared with the assassins in front of them, they were still a long way behind.

The two sides did not fight for long, and more than a dozen guards were chopped down by the assassins. An assassin broke through the guards' defense line, took two steps at a time, and jumped onto the carriage. Seeing Xiao Xiang still lying in the carriage with a guard's body on him, he said nothing, turned his wrist, raised the spiritual sword upside down, and stabbed the guard's body viciously, intending to pierce the body and kill Xiao Xiang.

When his sword was about to touch the guard's body, he suddenly heard a roar from his side. Before he could see clearly what was going on, a figure flew over from the side and knocked him off the carriage directly. The two figures rolled into a ball under the carriage.

At the critical moment, a burly guard rushed over. Both of them were wearing spiritual armor. They dropped their weapons and fought on the ground again.

The two waved their fists and hit each other's heads desperately. The spiritual armor collided with each other, and fragments flew everywhere, mixed with scarlet blood.

This was just a corner of the battle. More and more assassins broke through the guards' defenses and launched a fierce attack on the carriage where Xiao Xiang was.

A guard rushed into the carriage, dragged Xiao Xiang out, and then supported her and said in a hurry: "The assassin is coming fiercely, princess, go into the crops and hide first..."

The poor guard hadn't finished his words yet, and a sword flew from the side, hitting his temple and piercing his head instantly. The guard's body fell diagonally in front of Xiao Xiang, which also made Xiao Xiang's eyes wide with horror.

At this time, an assassin ran towards Xiao Xiang with bare hands, with his ten fingers bent, like a ghost.

When he rushed to less than five meters away from Xiao Xiang, a guard rushed over from the side and knocked him into the crops on the roadside. The two of them started a life-and-death struggle in the grass.

Xiao Xiang swallowed her saliva and looked around with a stiff neck. There were battles everywhere around her. Guards and assassins were fighting everywhere. Swords flashed and blood splashed from time to time. The corpses on the ground were piled up and blood was blurred. It was hard to tell which were the guards and which were the assassins.

At this moment, she felt like she was standing on the edge of a cliff, her life hanging by a thread, and any external force could push her into the abyss.

The fear from the depths of her heart made her shudder. She no longer cared about the majesty of a princess. She lay on the ground and crawled to the crops on the side of the road.

Beads of sweat dripped down Xiao Xiang's cheeks and neck from time to time. She didn't remember how many corpses she had crawled over, and finally entered the wheat field on the side of the road.

At a critical moment of life and death, she didn't care about whether it was dirty or not. She walked with her limbs as feet and kept drilling into the depths of the wheat field.

She didn't stop until she used up the last bit of strength in her body. She didn't dare to look out to see how far she had crawled. Her face was pressed against the ground, and she only had the strength to breathe heavily.

The sound of fighting in the distance became weaker and weaker. After an unknown amount of time, there was no sound at all, but she could still smell the faint smell of blood in the air.

Xiao Xiang lay on the ground, not daring to look up. She curled up into a ball and trembled constantly.

Sha, sha, sha! The sound of wheat ears being trampled came, and it was getting closer and closer. Xiao Xiang's heart beat faster and faster, so fast that she had to cover her mouth, afraid that she would scream, and afraid that her heart would jump out of her throat.

Sha, sha! The footsteps were closer, so close that Xiao Xiang could hear the creaking sound of the person's feet pressing on the soil. The footsteps finally stopped, and the wheat field became silent, silent and terrifying.

Xiao Xiang slowly opened her eyes. The first thing that caught her eye was a pair of military boots, which were covered with mud and blood. She slowly raised her head, her eyes swept across the opponent's knee pads and breastplate, and finally fell on the opponent's face.

She saw a pair of scarlet eyes, and a face as ferocious as an evil ghost.

Her mouth opened wider and wider, but she couldn't utter a word. The man's red eyes narrowed suddenly, and the spirit sword in his hand was raised little by little. The spirit sword stopped in the air, and the edge flashed a dazzling cold light.

Xiao Xiang saw the murderous intent in the other party's eyes and felt the murderous aura from the other party, but no one could save her at this time. She had never been so close to death in her life. She even smelled the breath of death. In an instant, countless scenes flashed through her mind like a revolving lantern. From childhood to adulthood, all the scenes that impressed her were replayed one by one. In the end, she didn't think of the assassin in her mind, and who was the assassin's instigator. She actually thought of Tang Yin.

When Tang Yin's appearance appeared in her mind, Xiao Xiang suddenly had the strength to make a sound. She screamed: "Tang Yin, save me——"

She suddenly shouted the four words "Tang Yin called me", which startled the assassin who was close and ready to swing his sword. But at the moment of being stunned, a figure suddenly shot out from the rice field behind him, and a long arc was drawn by the cold light as he walked and passed.

The cold light disappeared, and blood appeared. The assassin didn't even see where the attacker came from, and his neck was cut off by a sword.

At first, only a red line appeared on his neck, and then blood flowed along the red line. Then, his body shook back and forth involuntarily, and as a result, the shaking shook his head off.

Bang! The head fell to the ground and rolled in front of Xiao Xiang. The distance between the head and Xiao Xiang was so close that the tips of their noses almost touched each other. Until then, the expression of the head did not change at all, and the eyes were still staring at Xiao Xiang.

"Ah——"

Xiao Xiang came back to her senses, and was so frightened that she jumped up high from the ground, and then her legs softened and she fell to the ground again, rubbing her buttocks against the ground.

"The assassin is dead, don't panic, Princess!" The man who had just jumped out of the wheat field walked quickly to Xiao Xiang, squatted down, and quickly said to Xiao Xiang, whose eyes had completely lost focus: "The people of the Fifth Legion have arrived, they will take care of the princess, I can't stay here for long, I'll leave first!" While speaking, the man pretended to get up and leave, but when he stood up halfway, he found that Xiao Xiang's hand had firmly grasped his collar without knowing when.

Xiao Xiang mechanically turned her head and looked at the man, who was dressed in black and had a black scarf covering his face, revealing only two sparkling eyes.

Her voice was low and trembling, and she asked intermittently: "Tell... Tell me, who... who are you?"