In the fifty-sixth year of King Zhaoxiang of Qin, in the year 251 B.C., on the straight road from the State of Zhao to the State of Qin, three luxuriously decorated carriages were speeding up. Around the three carriages was a team of fifty guards.
The guard was wearing Zhao Army armor. His expression was cold and solemn as he scanned the surroundings warily.
The sky gradually darkened and the moon gradually rose. There were no other pedestrians on the road, and this place was far from the town. It was the best place for an ambush. If they killed someone, they only needed to dig a hole in the forest beside them and no one would know.
The person in the carriage was of utmost importance. He could not allow any harm to be done to him. Otherwise, the State of Zhao would probably be destroyed!
"Stay alert!"
The leader of the commandant shouted loudly, causing the Zhao soldiers, who were tired from marching day and night, to become more energetic. The commandant was right. The journey was too calm, so calm that even these illiterate Zhao soldiers felt that something was wrong.
A storm was brewing.
In the middle carriage, the curtain was lifted, and a fair arm stretched out. Then, a woman's face was revealed. This woman had a beautiful face, delicate skin, and picturesque eyebrows. She could be said to be a peerless beauty in the world.
She looked around and saw a young man in a moon-white robe driving the carriage. She said softly,"Sir, it's windy outside. You should come in and rest. Leave the driving to the groom.”
The man in the moon-white robe did not show any emotion to the woman's flirtatious eyes. He looked at the coachman sitting beside him, who was already attracted by the woman, and his breathing gradually quickened.
He could not help but frown." Madam, you should go in and take good care of His Highness." Although the King of Zhao has promised to send us back to the State of Qin, many of the nobles in the State of Zhao are resentful and might not let us go so easily.”
"The lives of those so-called nobles belong to the King of Zhao. They won't disobey the King's orders, right?”
Thump!
A sharp arrow pierced through the chest of the leading commandant, taking his life!
The Zhao army immediately fell into chaos.
"Enemy attack!"
"Hurry!"
The death of the commandant caused chaos among the soldiers of the Zhao army. It was like this in ancient times. The soldiers were mostly illiterate commoners who only knew how to fight and kill. The changes in the formation still needed the commandant to command them.
The attacker was obviously someone who was proficient in battle formations. To capture the bandits, one had to capture the leader first, and to shoot the people, one had to shoot the horses first. With the death of the commandant, the Zhao soldiers who were guarding the place were in chaos.
The pupils of the white-robed man constricted. His right hand reached out like lightning and caught a sharp arrow that was shot at the woman. The arrow was dazzling under the white moonlight.
Under the moonlight, the black arrow was like a dark cloud that was about to envelop them.
"Ah!"
The woman cried out in shock. She no longer cared about seducing the man and lowered the curtain of the carriage before hiding inside. There was an eight-year-old boy inside the carriage. The boy was dressed luxuriously and appeared slightly young. The screams and fighting outside did not make the boy feel afraid. His expression was extremely cold. It was obvious that he was used to these assassinations.
The woman hugged the boy. The boy couldn't die. If he died, she would be finished. Not only would she lose her wealth, but she would also lose her life. Whether it was Lu Buwei or the man outside the carriage, neither of them would spare her.
"Take good care of His Highness!"
The carriage of this carriage had been built by the Gongshu family with great effort. There were bronze plates hidden in the walls of the carriage. The woman pressed the mechanism, and the bronze plates rose, immediately forming a completely sealed cage.
"Don't panic! Raise your shields and protect the carriage!"
The man in the moon-white robe looked at the chaotic Zhao soldiers around him and shouted.
Fortunately, these Zhao soldiers were considered elites. When they heard the man's voice, they immediately surrounded the carriage and raised their shields to block the arrows.
There were already many Zhao soldiers lying around the carriage, and there were only about 20 people left in the 50-man team.
With the help of the shields, the casualties of the soldiers immediately decreased.
The man in the moon-white robe stood tall on the carriage, looking extremely eye-catching among the shields of the soldiers.
Those arrows naturally began to shoot towards him.
His expression was indifferent, and his gaze was like a knife. His right hand pulled out a sword from his waist. This sword had complicated patterns, and the scabbard was extremely exquisite. It was carved from agarwood, and there were rhombus patterns interwoven on it.
The sword was so dazzling that even the moonlight was covered.
An extremely cold aura instantly spread out, and the world became cold.
The Zhao soldiers surrounding the carriage felt their hair stand on end, and a cold killing intent lingered around the carriage.
The sword finally came out of its sheath.
The arrows also covered the sky and covered the earth as they arrived in front of the man in the moon-white robe.
"The King of Zhao has ordered that the son of the Crown Prince of the Qin country be sent back to the country. You have violated the order and ambushed him in secret. Aren't you afraid that the King of Zhao will be furious and destroy your entire family?”The moon-white robed man's voice was cold.
It was like a bolt of lightning that had an unparalleled penetrating power, resounding between the heavens and the earth.
He waved his long sword, and the sword aura was like a rainbow!
It was as if a waterfall had swept out. The arrows that filled the sky were actually swept up by this waterfall and exploded, falling around the carriage.
The surroundings were terrifyingly quiet, like a ghost's domain.
After a long while, a muscular man dressed in black appeared in front of the carriage with a bow and arrow in his hand and a long sword at his waist. As he appeared, rustling sounds rang out in the surroundings. A hundred men in black walked out and surrounded the carriage.
"Qin and Zhao are mortal enemies. During the Battle of Changping, the souls of 400,000 Zhao soldiers were killed. This is a huge grudge that must be avenged!”The muscular man in the lead looked coldly at the 20-odd Zhao soldiers around the carriage.
"You are comrades in the army, but today, you are escorting your enemy back to the country. In the future, you will be wrapped in horse leather. How can you face your former comrades in the Battle of Changping!”
The twenty Zhao soldiers around the carriage lowered their shields and looked a little panicked. They were just ordinary Zhao soldiers, but they were also men. How could they really be indifferent?
The situation was extremely critical.
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