Even so, the cavalrymen still blocked his way. The scarred barbarian general was furious. He swung his spiked club with great force, smashing several men's heads and spilling brain matter on the ground.

The scarred barbarian was caught up in the excitement of the battle when suddenly a loud shout rang out:

"careful!"

Upon hearing the word "be careful," the scarred barbarian turned his head, only to find a dagger suddenly appearing before him.

With a "thud," the dagger pierced straight into his left cheek. If it weren't for his clenched teeth, it would have gone right through his face.

Xiao Yiming didn't turn his head when he threw the dagger; he was already looking ahead as the dagger flew out.

There's another dagger; we'll save it for a crucial moment.

And the road ahead—

The night was no longer so deep, but it was still dark.

He remained expressionless. Tonight's battle was not as difficult as the one at Yanluo Mountain. Although it was still tough, he was sure he could escape. Cangwu Mountain was not far away. Once he got up the mountain, he would have a way to leave.

"Your Highness, just follow me. Don't worry, we'll definitely get away." He turned his head and gave Prince Qing a reassuring look.

"well."

"Xiao Yiming, it's all up to you!" Prince Qing said, panting heavily, glancing back every now and then.

“Cangwu Mountain isn’t far. The forests are dense. Once we get there, I’ll find a way to shake off the pursuers,” Xiao Yiming said.

Thinking about going into the mountains, Xiao Yiming suddenly remembered that the last time he escaped with the young prince, it was by leaving the mountains.

This time... he stopped thinking and silently looked ahead.