Yan Yu felt as if her eardrums were about to be burst, and her brain was buzzing.
Before he could even react to what was happening, he saw rocks raining down from the sky, of varying sizes, as if they had a grudge against the earth, and they rushed at him with all their teeth and claws.
"Protect the prince!"
"There's an ambush!"
"Get off the horse quickly, quickly!"
…
"kill!"
"The King of England is going to send troops to Leshan to suppress the bandits and drive us all away. Brothers, we must not let him leave alive today. Kill him!"
The first thing to cause chaos was not the people, but the horses.
Well-trained military horses, under such power, still cannot escape their animal nature, panicking and running in panic.
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty is still in the car!"
"Chase!"
Yan Yu's brain finally received the message.
She feels very uncomfortable now, feels nauseous, wants to vomit, and her eyes are shaking.
The location of the mountain explosion was too close to her.
In the past, when watching movies, whenever there was an explosion scene and the protagonist almost survived, he would always stagger out of the scene. She still couldn't appreciate the true meaning of it.
This time, she experienced it for herself and finally understood how realistic the director is!
Danger!
run!
Get out of here!
Such information kept flashing in his brain, but when "The Prince's Carriage" was recorded in his mind, Yan Yu gradually came back to his senses from the chaos.
The prince is in the car, and her uncle is also in the car!
Ouch!
Stimulation therapy has been proven to be effective.
Yan Yu covered her head and pulled her hair hard. The pain made her regain consciousness faster.
Looking around quickly, a group of thieves with their faces covered were already in close combat with the escort.
General Wei was fighting and retreating, looking anxiously here, shouting something unknown, opening and closing his mouth.
Yan Yu couldn't hear clearly, but the repeated words "Prince" kept getting into his mind.
"Uncle...uncle!"
"Xiao Er! Xiao Er! Thank God you're okay, it's okay!" Santie ran over staggeringly and grabbed her arm very hard.
"Brother Santie, I'm fine!"
Yan Yu is calm when facing big events, and her strong self-control drives away the remaining chaos and ruthlessness in her mind.
"Uncle was in the prince's car, and the horse ran away. Brother Santie, copy the guy, chase him!"
She couldn't wait for the triathlon reaction, like a nimble little leopard, walking through the chaotic team.
"Jiuxiao!" Yan Yu shouted as he ran.
She was answered by a tiny hawk's cry.
Judging from the sound, Jiuxiao is not close to here.
She regretted that she only brought Jiuxiao with her this time, and let Jiuxiao fly out because she wanted Jiuxiao to find some wild animals to bring back for extra meals.
"Catch up with my uncle's carriage and ask the horse to stop." She ordered Jiuxiao.
Yan Yu knew that Jiuxiao could hear it.
She didn't know how the uncle set up Jiuxiao, or whether its original setting just exploded like this.
I saw a black spot flying in the sky. Jiuxiao quickly arrived at the scene. Without any harassment tactics at all, it fell directly from a high altitude and hit the horse's back as if it were weightless.
The frame slammed into the stopped horse, pushing the horse forward for a distance and finally stopped.
It was silent inside, no one came out, and there was no movement.
Yan Yu suddenly felt that a string in her head was about to break, and the tight feeling made her almost forget to breathe.
Closer, closer!
The first person to chase after him was not Yan Yu, but the personal guards around the prince.
"The prince is injured!"
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, wake up!"
"Mr. Yan!"
"Stop their bleeding first, quickly, get out of here!"
When Yan Yu arrived, the prince's bodyguard was tearing his own clothes apart, pulling out strips of cloth to wrap the head of the unconscious King of England.
As for her uncle, his eyes were closed and his face was pale. The bright red blood flowed from his forehead, through his eyebrows, through his mouth and nose, all the way down, staining his clothes red.
He quietly allowed others to manipulate him, his sharpness was no longer there, only a fragility that could not help but frail him.
Yan Yu's heart trembled so much that it hurt.
She pushed away the personal guard who was about to bandage Yan Huaiwen's wound.
"I come!"
Wounds are prone to infection if not treated properly, and the handkerchief she brought with her was extremely underutilized, and was much better than the strips of cloth they tore off her inner garments.
The guard who was pushed by her unpreparedly said:...
I was so lucky that I didn't fall off the car.
Yan Yu quickly put the handkerchief on his uncle's forehead, then compared the clothes of the prince and the uncle, and finally chose the prince.
Without hesitation, he pulled the strip of cloth from the King of England's body, and quickly and lightly wrapped the uncle's head.
Santie ran up panting.
Handed Yan Yu a knife.
Yan Yu took it and saw the blood on the blade of the knife in his hand clearly, and said in a solemn tone: "Brother Santie, be more careful."
Santie pursed his lips and nodded, consciously guarding the outside of the carriage.
She has experienced real bandits. Although they are fierce, they are not organized, and they dare not collide with the regular army.
Are you tired of living?
The Guanzhou Army had just won a great victory, and their thousand-man team were elite soldiers selected by General Wei. The rocks collapsed, and the team was in chaos for only a moment, but soon formed a formation to defend against the enemy and confront them.
Both sides were going back and forth, killing each other in indistinguishable ways, causing casualties on each other.
With this fighting ability, do you think he is a bandit?
Give me a break!
The personal guards around the prince are very capable and have brought two more horses and are starting to replace them.
Seeing the frame move again.
The guards on the carriage looked at her but did not push her out in the end.
Yan Yu opened the car curtain.
Determine the direction.
"The direction is wrong, turn around quickly."
"Don't be afraid, waiter, we will be able to protect you and rush out." The guard assured you seriously.
Dozens of people carefully guarded the carriage and ran along with it without any disorder in the formation.
People kept coming, guarding the carriage tightly.
"We can't go back to the camp, there will be an ambush on the road!" Yan Yu shouted anxiously.
The King of England traveled with more than 3,000 people. They were the only ones who entered Leshan Prefecture, and the remaining 2,000 people were stationed at the junction of Guanzhou and Leshan.
This is well known.
It is precisely because of this that thieves will not leave such a big loophole.
There must be a backup plan.
Boom boom boom!
As soon as the familiar voice sounded, Yan Yu thought: It's broken!
The prince's carriage was in the middle of the group, and the first explosion was at a preset position above their heads, waiting for them to arrive before detonating.
Then the thieves attacked from the front and back, blocking their head and tail.
There is an open-pit coal mine in front of them, and Gu Feng's city defense troops should be there. Their number is difficult to estimate, but they probably won't be too many.
The retreat is to return to the garrison camp and join the more than two thousand elite soldiers. The three thousand elite soldiers can advance, attack, retreat or defend, so there is no need to worry.
Therefore, the choice of the personal guards to rush out from the rear was not wrong. It can only be said to be human nature.
But the thief just expected this human nature to have this second explosion.
Everything was happening in a blink of an eye. Yan Yu thought about it clearly, but he had no choice but to carry on.
"Jiuxiao!" she shouted, raising the long knife aside with both hands, holding the blade horizontally to block the uncle's head.
Jiuxiao was clever, and with a leaping power beyond the ordinary goshawk, it jumped on her arm, spread its wings, and covered her head.
"Protect uncle!" Yan Yu's words were drowned in the sound of rolling stones.