Chapter 44 Too Much Wave, Too Little Loss

The train carriage finally came to a stop after flipping several times.

"Your Highness, Your Highness, are you alright?" Zhelan held onto Muxi tightly the whole time, and as soon as the carriage stopped, she immediately tried to pull Muxi out.

Mu Xi was completely aching, but fortunately she was still conscious. She managed to climb out of the carriage with Zhe Lan, and Tao'er followed her out.

The horses stumbled in front of the carriage, but the driver had already disappeared.

The sounds of weapons clashing were all around.

Is this a real robbery by bandits?

"Your Highness, Your Highness... Protect Your Highness..." Mu Xun's cries echoed continuously.

Mu Xi composed herself, only to see a surging tide of men in black clad in front of and behind the shattered carriage, locked in a fierce battle with the government soldiers.

How could mountain bandits possess such scale and strength?

Mu Xi expressed her doubts.

Her carriage, which was originally in the middle of the guards, rolled several times, broke out of the protection zone, and crashed into the bushes on the side.

shrub?

Mu Xi didn't care about anything else and scrambled to the bushes for cover, with Tao'er and Zhelan following on either side of her.

Mu Xi crouched behind the bushes to catch her breath, and then she saw that the carriage of Doctor Luo and Bao Fan, who had been following behind, had also overturned, and Doctor Luo was struggling to pull Bao Fan out of the carriage.

Several men in black rushed forward, and Mu Xun stepped forward to protect them, shouting anxiously, "Doctor Luo, the young master... the young master's carriage has also overturned."

Doctor Luo understood and, without saying a word, rushed towards the carriage.

Mu Xun fought and retreated, his mind also focused on searching in this direction.

“Here it is!” Tao’er shouted.

Mu Xi was startled.

This shout undoubtedly revealed their location.

Sure enough, two men in black immediately rushed over with knives.

Zhelan shoved Muxi hard: "Young Master, dodge quickly!"

At that moment, shadowy figures moved about in the forest, and Mu Xi's heart sank: "Run!"

Tao'er was so frightened that she collapsed to the ground, unable to move.

Zelan reached out and helped Tao'er up again.

Mu Xi led the two of them running towards Mu Xun and Doctor Luo.

"Your Highness, be careful." The moment Mu Xun saw Mu Xi, his surprise turned into a gasp.

Mu Xi rushed over in one stride: "These don't seem to be bandits; we shouldn't linger in battle."

"Yes." Mu Xun agreed and looked around amidst the chaos of battle. "Behind... there's only that carriage left now, Your Highness, let's go there."

In the distance, only the carriage carrying four young maids remained intact.

"Mm." Mu Xi nodded.

“Jiang Meng…” Mu Xun turned around and called out to Jiang Meng, making a gesture.

Jiang Meng understood, waved his hand, and led his men forward to clear a path.

Those men in black were not bandits at all. They didn't even glance at the dozen or so carts of luggage and valuables behind them, and just swarmed forward, killing anyone they saw.

Mu Xun, accompanied by several personal guards, protected Mu Xi in the middle as they proceeded cautiously.

Ahead, Jiang Meng rushed towards the carriage from the side. He lifted the curtain and found the four maids huddled together inside, too afraid to move.

"Get down." With a shout, Jiang Meng pulled the four people down from the carriage and turned to beckon to Mu Xi and Mu Xun.

So close, yet so far.

Mu Xun held Mu Xi tightly, about to go over, when Tao'er let out a piercing scream: "Ah..."

A young maid who had just gotten off the carriage collapsed in a pool of blood.

The other maids were so frightened that they scattered in all directions.

Mu Xi's heart tightened. If it weren't for her wanting that carriage, perhaps...

"Your Highness, be careful!" Ze Lan shouted again, stepping aside to shield him.

With a "clang," Mu Xi didn't even see what kind of hidden weapon it was before Mu Xun shielded her behind him.

Jiang Meng roared, "Second Young Master, there are also ambushes in the dense forest on the mountain."

“Ze Lan…” Mu Xi watched helplessly as Ze Lan collapsed.

Mu Xun dodged and blocked.

Tao'er was terrified and screamed repeatedly, "Ah, ah, ah..."

Mu Xi was anxious and rushed over to check on Zhe Lan's condition.

"Let me do it, let me do it..." At this moment, the manic personality resurfaced in my mind.

Mu Xun, struggling to stay calm, said, "Your Highness, you mustn't..."

He had only spoken halfway when there were two more "whoosh" sounds.

Mu Xi's ears are better than her eyes, but...

"Uh..." Mu Xun stood beside her and groaned.

Mu Xi had just lifted Zhe Lan up and hadn't even seen where Mu Xun had been hit.

If things continue like this, the only outcome will be total annihilation.

A second later, his senses shifted, and his volatile personality shoved Zelan to Tao'er, then turned and snatched the sword from the black-clad man who had just been stabbed.

Just as Mu Xun pulled the hidden weapon from his shoulder, he saw Mu Xi rush out without regard for anything else, and was startled: "Your Highness..."

Mu Xi's blood surged, and his body shot out like an arrow: "Kill them all, kill the damn ones!"

The original owner was not unfamiliar with swordsmanship.

But most of the time it was just "observation".

It falls into the category of "easy to understand at first glance, but impossible to master in practice".

The man with the volatile temper, now wielding his sword, began wildly slashing and stabbing at the man in black, shouting, "Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Although it lacks any particular method, it possesses an inherent ruthlessness.

The soldiers around him, whose morale had already been low, were reignited when they saw the prince leading the charge.

Mu Xun also closely protected those around him: "If the young master isn't afraid, what are you afraid of? Charge!"

"Charge!" the soldiers shouted in unison, their voices shaking the heavens and the earth.

The previously suppressed battle situation was instantly reversed.

His volatile personality led him to kill indiscriminately, and nine times out of ten his sword strikes missed their mark, but his sheer force of action was undeniably "impressive."

With such a leading example, the soldiers were also filled with courage and launched a counterattack against the men in black.

Once the momentum is established, it will be unstoppable.

The weapons in the black-clad men rained down, instantly turning the tide of the battle that had been suppressed.

In an instant, the men in black were routed and scattered, fleeing in disarray into the mountains and forests.

"Don't pursue a desperate enemy." Before the hot-tempered man could finish killing, Mu Xun stopped him.

The hot-tempered individual, still seemingly unsatisfied, brandished a sword and demanded, "Why didn't you pursue them? Is that all?"

The men in black scattered, and Mu Xun breathed a slight sigh of relief: "Their sudden retreat at this time is of unknown reason. We need to hurry on our way; the road ahead is only smooth after the next bend."

"What could be the reason? We drove them away with our own skills." The hot-tempered man continued his rant, "Come on, come on... even if a hundred or more come, I'm not afraid... you cowardly scoundrels, pretending to be bandits, you're clearly assassins."

Mu Xi could easily see that these men in black were of suspicious origin.

In particular, they were numerous, well-organized, and unafraid of the local militia.

It's highly likely that they were regular soldiers in disguise.

"Too much of a good thing will lead to a bad outcome. Step back." Mu Xi was about to regain control of her body.

Having finally been released, the hot-tempered individual refused to return easily. With one hand on his hip and the other brandishing his sword, he shouted, "You lowly scoundrels, don't you dare run away...!"

With a "whoosh," it shot out into the air.

A cold light flashed, and Mu Xi felt a sharp pain in her chest.

"Your Highness..." Mu Xun instinctively hugged Mu Xi in a moment of panic.