A long sword was unsheathed, reflecting a sharp cold light in the moonlight.

Arrows rained down like a torrential downpour. The Eagle Guards no longer had to worry about Yuan Zhao, and they concentrated their attacks on Huo Yan.

But Huo Yan was as nimble as a swallow flying through the forest, each movement was precise and smooth, leaving him unscathed.

He leaped down from the top of the wall and charged directly into the Eagle Guard formation. With a sweep of his sword, he neatly kicked away the guards holding Qingzhi.

Qingzhi stumbled a few steps before stabilizing herself. She quickly bent down to pick up the longsword that had fallen to the ground, and neatly cut the horse's reins. Then, she slapped the horse's buttocks with her palm and shouted to Yuan Zhao with swift eyes and hands:

"Princess! Ride faster!"

The horse neighed, Yuan Zhao looked at Huo Yan, gritted his teeth, jumped onto the horse, and moved quickly and decisively.

And at this moment, Dota was already approaching, with the sharp blade in his hand shining coldly.

His eyes were full of coldness, and he obviously didn't intend to let Yuan Zhao get away easily.

However, Huo Yan's figure flashed, and he blocked Duota's way with his long sword.

"Your opponent is me!" Huo Yan growled, his eyes like knives, colliding with Dota's sword in the night, creating a string of sparks.

The two men immediately engaged in a fight, the sword light streaked through the air like a meteor, a cold light flashed, and the sound of swords clashing echoed in the empty night, deafening.

Yuan Zhao on the side held the reins tightly, his heart burning with anxiety, but he had to stop.

"Ayan, let's go!" She shouted at Huo Yan, her voice trembling and urging.

Huo Yan forced Duota back with a sword, his eyes cold, and shouted to the secret guards: "Protect His Highness!"

Then he turned around and took advantage of the chaos to jump onto the horse.

He shouted softly: "Retreat!"