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Upon seeing these people, Zhang Long knew that the matter was not simple. These people wore armor, and they looked dignified and dignified. They were different from the other no-name army that everyone had seen before. Zhang Long and Zhao Hu were extremely familiar with the style of armor worn by these people, because they wore the same type of armor as these people.

These were the orthodox personal guards of the manor! Zhang Long immediately became nervous. The fact that these people appeared here proved that their whereabouts had been exposed. If they were to fall into the hands of Ye Feian, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Xue Kaishan and the others were a little hesitant, but Zhang Long gave them a meaningful glance. Immediately, everyone stopped moving. Zhang Long dismounted from his horse and walked forward. When he arrived in front of the leader, he bowed to him.

"This commoner pays his respects to you, milord."

That person didn't pay any attention to Zhang Long, and with a wave of his hand, these thirty trained martial artists surrounded Luo Lingwei.

"Master, I received a secret report that someone was harbouring fugitives with the intention of harming the people. "All of you, quickly get off the horses. Master, I want to go through them one by one!" As the leader spoke, his soldiers pointed their spears at everyone.

Zhang Long knew that their whereabouts had been completely exposed. He had been mysteriously ambushed, and now there was someone coming to block his way. It seemed that Ye Feian's spies were everywhere in the sixteen states of Shanyang City!

"You, get the person in the carriage out for me." The leader spoke to a soldier beside him. The soldier obeyed his command, and before Zhang Long could stop him, he stepped forward and extended his spear towards the carriage door. With a "sou" sound, the curtain fell halfway down, revealing Luo Lingwei's face.

The soldier wanted to use the long spear to hook the curtain, but Zhao Hu pulled out his long blade and cut the long spear in half.

"How dare you!" You actually dare to sneak attack the soldiers! " Upon seeing this, the leader drew his sword from his waist and pointed at Zhang Long as he shouted.

"Sir, this is a misunderstanding." Zhang Long didn't know whether to laugh or cry. When that soldier attacked earlier, he almost injured Luo Lingwei. Zhang Long's heart almost jumped out of his throat, but fortunately, Zhao Hu stopped him. At this time, with Zhao Hu protecting Luo Lingwei, he felt slightly more at ease. He only needed to deal with them and leave this place.

"Misunderstanding? You resisted the law, and almost injured the personal guards of the Palace of Hua-Yang. As the leader spoke, the anger in his eyes was about to burst out. He swung the sword in his hand towards Zhang Long's neck. When Zhang Long saw that the other party was ready to kill him, he did not hesitate and rolled backwards to avoid this fatal sword attack. Then, he drew his long saber and slashed towards the horse's leg that the leader was riding.

With a "kacha" sound, the horse legs were cut off by Zhang Long, the horse was in pain, and after losing its support, it fell to the ground, and before the leader could react, one of its feet was caught in the stirrup and could not be pulled out, suddenly one of its feet was pressed against the horse's body, at that moment the horse was convulsing and struggling crazily on the ground, the leader, seeing this, immediately ordered his men to nail the horse to death.

In an instant, the entire scene turned chaotic. Zhang Long took advantage of the unsteady position of the leader and chopped off his head. He then shouted, "Run!" As he spoke, he jumped onto the carriage and whipped the horse hard. The horse was in pain and rushed forward like a madman.

"Little Qing Xiaobai, protect Young Master!" Zhang Long shouted to the carriage behind him as he rode his horse. When Little Qing and Little White heard this, one of them stood in front of Luo Lingwei while the other stood behind her. This way, they would no longer have to fear the enemy's cold arrows.

Meanwhile, Xue Kaishan and the others took the opportunity to gallop away. These people were people who had grown up on horseback. In particular, Hugel and Timur were famous archers of the Kurman tribe. They clamped their legs tightly on the horse's belly, nocked their bows and arrows, and shot all the pursuers that surrounded them to the ground. Meanwhile, Xue Kaishan and Zhao Hu brought a few warriors along as they ran to the front of the carriage to clear the path for the carriage.

After a while, everyone had gotten rid of these soldiers. They knew that the situation was urgent and that they had to leave this place as soon as possible, or else the consequences would be dire.

However, just as they let out a breath of relief, they found that there was another group of people guarding the intersection in front of them. It was now almost impossible to stop. Even if they did, the carriage would overturn and become even more dangerous.

Smoke and dust billowed at the place where the group of people saw the light. Soon after, a group of people madly rushed over without slowing down in their speed. The leader was still holding onto a blood-red blade. When the leader saw this, he gave a command and all the soldiers immediately set up a defensive formation. Bright lances were pointed at the group.

When Zhang Long and Zhao Hu saw this scene, they knew that things were not going well. The other side had more than two times the number of people on their side, and their armor and weapons were all sharp, while on their side, they were wearing plain clothes. If they fought, they would die without a doubt, so they could only try their best to control the carriage to slow down.

However, Xue Kaishan and the others didn't care at all. They were good at riding and shooting. They had seen this kind of battle before when they were fighting against Luo Tianhe's army at the border.

Upon seeing this, Xue Kaishan immediately turned around and shouted a few words to the warriors in Kulman's language. Hearing this, they immediately sped up and rushed to the front of Xue Kaishan's group, flanking them. They first nocked their bows and fired at the soldiers. The soldiers had no choice but to change their formation and raise their shields to block the arrows. But at this moment, their formation was a bit messy.

"Follow closely!" Xue Kaishan shouted loudly. Zhao Hu and a few other warriors also started to increase their speed. At that moment, the front, left, and right of these soldiers were suddenly attacked. These cavalry soldiers who were familiar with the laws of the battlefield rushed into the crowd and hacked left and right, instantly dispersing the formation of this troop.

When the soldiers saw this, they panicked. Some of them abandoned their armors and fled towards the back. This trivial twenty people had instantly dispersed two times the number of enemies compared to themselves. As expected of veterans who had fought in the battlefield for many years.

However, even though they had rushed out, they had still lost four to five warriors. They continued to run forward, but before they could relax, they found another person blocking their way.

At this moment, everyone knew that there was no way for them to charge out. On the road ahead, there was a group of soldiers standing guard. There were even people with bows drawn and arrows nocked.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Long exchanged a glance with Xue Kaishan. They finally came to a stop after giving the order.

Seeing that everyone had stopped, the other side waved their hands and the soldiers quickly surrounded them.

"You are a lunatic! How dare you!" The leader urged his horse forward and spoke as he pointed his sword towards the carriage.

Zhang Long was about to say something, but when he looked up, his heart turned cold.

"Your humble servant greets Your Highness!"

Zhang Long dismounted from his horse and kowtowed to the person in front of him.