Long Ze took Xiao Zhao's hand and quickly moved towards the restaurant where Nozomi Kosaki was staying. Along the way, if they encountered Persian soldiers, they would take shelter for a while. If the place within their sight was safe, they would run for their lives.

It's a pity that Xiao Zhao is now suffering from her lack of cultivation. She is already out of breath after not going far. Long Ze is helpless when he sees this: "Sister, I heard from Sister Yu that you can fight with His Majesty for two hours. Even if you don't have much cultivation, your physical strength shouldn't be so poor, right?"

After hearing this, Xiao Zhao was speechless: "Sister, how can what we are doing now be compared with what happened with the young master?"

"When you are with the young master, you just have to give yourself to him. As long as you let him do what he wants, no matter how tired you are, it won't matter how exhausted you are. But now, we are doing real physical labor."

…

Looking at Zhou Zhiruo and the others, the situation was pretty much the same as they had imagined. After all, they had calculated many things many times before. It was likely that after they set fire to the Persian food camp, they would encounter Persian soldiers coming to strangle them.

However, there seems to be no other good way to deal with this kind of situation except to fight back.

Fortunately, just yesterday, Zhou Zhiruo and Qianye had explored the routes in the Persian city. They had memorized all the alleys, brothels, and theaters in the city. Therefore, although they had encountered many pursuers so far, they were still able to cope with them.

Zhou Zhiruo once again flew up to a two-story building and looked around. She needed to keep abreast of the movements of the Persian soldiers who were arriving one after another, and then immediately formulate a more optimized retreat plan.

"Sister Zhou, what's the situation?" Yu Fei below was already a little anxious. With her cultivation level, it would not be difficult for her to escape, but she would not abandon these more than a hundred good soldiers here.

Zhou Zhiruo flew down from the second floor and said, "A large group of people are coming from the north. We should move faster. If we are surrounded, all the soldiers will probably die here."

As she was speaking, Zhou Zhiruo suddenly remembered something. Before this trip, Zhao Min had given these soldiers some new types of explosive packs. Those things were extremely powerful, and perhaps now was the time to use them.

Zhou Zhiruo originally thought of directly ordering the soldiers to use up the thing, but she suddenly remembered that the person in charge of this trip was Qianye. In Zhao Min's words, this is called specialization, and professional matters must be done by professionals.

Zhou Zhiruo did not interfere, but came to Qianye first and asked: "Sister, when Zhao Min came, did she allocate some explosives to you?"

Qianye was also a smart person. Before Zhou Zhiruo finished speaking, she said, "Sister, now is not the time to use that thing. We are still far away from Nozomi Osaki's restaurant."

"That kind of thing can only be used to blast a gap for escape when we are completely surrounded."

Zhou Zhiruo was naturally speechless when she heard this. At this point, there were many things going on, and Zhou Zhiruo was too lazy to think about them. As long as Qianye knew what was going on, it was enough.

Everyone continued to fight, but every step required a lot of effort.

After all, this is the capital of Persia, and a great war is imminent. There are simply too many Persian soldiers here, and they cannot be killed at all.

However, at this moment, inside the Persian Palace, the Persian Emperor Altai also learned the news that his own grain camp had been burned.

Altai was so frightened that he didn't care about the beauty under him, so he had to end it hastily when it was just halfway through.

Altai quickly put on his clothes, and then led his personal guards to the grain camp. When Altai arrived here, countless soldiers under his command were struggling to put out the fire. Although the fire had been brought under control, the losses in the entire grain camp were probably as high as one-third.

"Assholes, there are so many soldiers in the city, and you actually let them burn down the grain camp right under your noses. What are you doing?"

As he spoke, Altai killed several people in charge with his own hands to vent his anger.

Afterwards, she personally led people and chased in the direction Zhou Zhiruo and the others fled.

…

After such a long melee, Zhou Zhiruo and her group of more than a hundred people finally arrived near Nozomi Osaki's restaurant at the cost of more than fifty casualties.

The restaurant was clearly visible, and under the restaurant was a secret passage leading out of the city.

"It's Sister Zhou, it's Sister Zhou and the others. I knew they would be fine."

Xiao Zhao was so happy that she cried. She and Long Ze had arrived here earlier and were now waiting for everyone to gather before evacuating together.

However, after seeing Zhou Zhiruo and her group, Longze said to Xiaozhao: "Sister, you also saw that Sister Zhou and the others are fine. You leave through the secret passage first. Later, after I meet up with the sisters, I will chase you."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Zhao quickly shook her head and said, "How can that be possible? Although I don't have any special abilities, I can still live and die with my sisters."

Long Ze was also speechless: "Sister, you don't have any martial arts skills, what can you do if you stay? I beg you, please don't make trouble, His Majesty is still waiting for you."

As he spoke, Longze looked at Xiao Zuo Mu Xi again: "Mu Xi, take Sister Xiao Zhao away first. There are people to support us at the entrance of the secret passage outside the city."

Nozomi Osaki nodded and said, "Don't worry, Sister Longze."

However, just when Xiao Zhao wanted to say something, he saw Nozomi Osaki hit Xiao Zhao on the neck, neither lightly nor heavily, and Xiao Zhao fainted on the spot.

Nozomi Osaki carried Xiao Zhao on her shoulders, and then said to Longze: "Sister, I leave the things here to you. I will take this lady away first."

…

About half a minute later, after Zhou Zhiruo and her group suffered more than a dozen casualties, they were finally only twenty or thirty feet away from the restaurant where they escaped.

However, just when everyone felt that victory was in sight, the personal guards led by Altai also rushed over.

Looking at the dense crowds of people behind and around Zhou Zhiruo and her group, there were probably tens of thousands of them. It was obvious that today's incident would not end well.

"You rats, you are so bold that you actually dare to burn my food supplies. I will make you widows."

Altai was furious and obviously very angry.

After hearing this voice, Zhou Zhiruo and other masters all looked in that direction in surprise.

I saw a man in gorgeous clothes, surrounded by a group of personal guards.

Zhou Zhiruo was so smart that she turned around and shouted to Fei, "Sister, that man is actually the Persian emperor."

"Sister, come and fight with me."

As she spoke, Zhou Zhiruo flew towards Altai with a long sword in hand. Looking at Yu Fei, she also did not hesitate at all. If she could really kill Altai in the chaos of the battle, the gains this time would be huge.