Chapter 545 Blocked

The carriage rammed headlong over several soldiers and rushed out of the alleyway, only to be caught red-handed by the soldiers on the other side. Going any further into the winding alley would be tantamount to suicide.

Without a second thought, Chang Zhiyuan drove the carriage out of the alley. The reckless carriage knocked several soldiers aside and sped along the main road toward the market.

Chang Zhiyuan's face was a little pale. While driving, he instructed Li Mingshu in the carriage, "Princess, act according to the situation later. When I say get out of the carriage, you must jump out and run into the alleys with shops on both sides. I will drive the carriage to lure people away!"

Li Mingshu slowly sat up, took her daughter out of the hidden compartment, and said to Chang Zhiyuan, "How can this be? What are you going to do?"

Chang Zhiyuan shook his head: "Don't worry, sister-in-law, I have my own way of getting out of here. I will definitely jump when I say I'm jumping out of the car later."

About 500 meters ahead is a fairly dense market. Most of the shops around it have their doors open. As long as Li Mingshu can lead Yue'er into any shop, and he can then drive the carriage to lure away the pursuers, there shouldn't be any major problems.

Chang Zhiyuan stared intently at the market not far away, then turned to look at the soldiers trotting after them behind him, and frantically whipped his horse.

Behind them, there was the sound of arrows whistling through the air. Chang Zhiyuan told the two to lie down while continuing to drive the carriage forward at breakneck speed. Li Mingshu, inside the carriage, felt a sudden darkness before her eyes.

Overwhelmed with excitement, she felt her heart racing and a tightness in her chest. Pressing Yue'er's head against the carriage, she felt a suffocating sensation rising from her chest, making her feel slightly breathless.

Someone had already informed Ji Chang'an: "Your Highness, someone has just killed one of our lone soldiers in the alley and is fleeing into the market in a carriage!"

Ji Chang'an frowned and pondered for a moment: "What did that person look like?"

The soldier who returned to report pondered for a moment and replied, "I didn't see the person in the carriage clearly, but it was probably a woman. The man outside looked like a scholar; he seemed weak and powerless, but he had a lot of courage and killed Liu Er directly."

Ji Chang'an turned his horse around, a hunch in his mind that he had to give chase: "Let's go! Let's go see!"

Now that they are entering the city, most ordinary people are staying indoors, and the high-ranking officials and nobles who have received the news have probably already left. Even those who cannot leave will have guards stationed in their residences. Anyone running around at this time must have a questionable identity.

Thinking this, Ji Chang'an spurred his horse and chased after Chang Zhiyuan in the direction he had left, and the soldiers behind him followed him in pursuit.

Chang Zhiyuan was sitting in the carriage when he suddenly heard the sound of horses' hooves behind him. His heart skipped a beat, and he turned around to look. When he saw the slightly gloomy face behind him, his face turned pale.

It was obvious that the generals of King Xiang were chasing after him.

Ordinary horses at home are no match for warhorses in the army. Before long, a group of cavalrymen ran up to Chang Zhiyuan and surrounded his carriage.

Ji Chang'an, who was in the lead, stared coldly at Chang Zhiyuan, who was driving. He felt that the man looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him before.

Why are you running?

Ji Chang'an stared intently at Chang Zhiyuan, who was sitting in the carriage, with eyes like a venomous snake.

Chang Zhiyuan touched the knife in his hand, tilted his head slightly, and whispered, "Don't come out..."

After saying that, he jumped off the carriage and confronted Ji Chang'an somewhat nervously: "I heard that the city has fallen. My wife and I originally wanted to leave the city, but we ran into your soldiers on the way. Those soldiers didn't talk to me at all and tried to steal my carriage and take my life. We had no choice but to kill them first."

Ji Chang'an sneered: "Killing you is fine, just accept it! Maybe it'll save you some suffering!"

After saying that, Ji Chang'an waved his hand, signaling the guards beside him to take care of Chang Zhiyuan.

Chang Zhiyuan gripped the hilt of his knife tightly. Qin Wei, the first-place rider, was about to take Chang Zhiyuan's life with his knife. The sharp blade was about to slash Chang Zhiyuan's neck when Chang Zhiyuan rolled on the spot and quickly dodged the man's knife.

With his sword at his side, he swiftly slid it towards the horse's hind leg. The next moment, the horse cried out in pain, twisted its hoof, and threw the guard off the horse.

Chang Zhiyuan seized the opportunity and slashed fiercely at the fallen guard. The man dodged quickly and narrowly avoided a fatal blow. The blade missed his neck but instead cut a gash in his chest.

The man seemed to feel he had lost face, so he drew his sword and slashed at Chang Zhiyuan. Chang Zhiyuan blocked the blow, then spun around and used the blade to cut the man's neck.

Watching the man stagger and fall, blood seeping from his neck little by little until it gushed out, until the man clutched his neck and slumped to the ground in a daze.

Upon seeing the dead body, some of the other soldiers could no longer contain themselves. Five or six cavalrymen, carrying knives, galloped toward Chang Zhiyuan, whose face turned pale.

He had only been in Taiyuan for a little over two months, learning martial arts from the Ma brothers. He hadn't been learning for very long, and while he could manage to parry one soldier, five or six would probably be dead.

After dodging two people, another one attacked Chang Zhiyuan from behind, and there was no way to avoid it anymore.

There was another muffled thud, and a faint whooshing sound came from some corner of the carriage. A small crossbow bolt shot straight into the heart of the soldier who was attacking Chang Zhiyuan through the carriage window.

The next moment, the man fell off his horse.

Ji Chang'an was already somewhat angry. He coldly watched as the person on the carriage waved to the person beside him: "Drag them down!"

As Ji Chang'an spoke, he coldly looked at the carriage. A familiar voice came from inside the carriage: "Long time no see, Young Master Ji. There's no need to send someone to invite me. Get down yourself."

Seeing the current situation, Li Mingshu realized that if she didn't go down soon, Zhiyuan's life would be in danger. She sighed helplessly and hid the crossbow in her sleeve.

This small repeating crossbow was made by Chunsheng and given to Changning. Although it was small, it was very powerful. Changning gave it to Yue'er for self-defense, but she never expected it would be used here now.

Sweat beaded on Li Mingshu's palms as she tightly covered the intricate repeating crossbow with her sleeve, and slowly jumped off the carriage, leading Yue'er along.

He was thinking about how to kill Ji Chang'an after getting off the bus.

She hated her ex-husband so much that she wanted to drag him down with her even if it meant her own death!

Li Mingshu stood beside the carriage, her pretty face pale, her beautiful eyes coldly staring at Ji Chang'an on the warhorse, the hatred in her eyes impossible to conceal.

A flicker of surprise crossed Ji Chang'an's eyes. When he saw Li Mingshu getting out of the car, carrying her daughter, he wondered what the two had done to anger him. He narrowed his gloomy eyes and cursed:

"You promiscuous slut! You and that bastard are still alive!!"