Chapter 1116 Ambush

Where are they?

Where is Shang Ruyi?!

Just as Yuwen Ye was urging his horse forward, intently searching for Shang Ruyi, someone suddenly shouted from behind, "Your Highness, be careful!"

Almost simultaneously with the shout, a sharp whistling sound pierced the air!

Yuwen Ye turned his head away. At the same time, a soldier who was right next to him suddenly spurred his horse forward and blocked his way. The soldier let out a low cry as an arrow pierced his shoulder, and blood gushed out immediately!

"...!"

Yuwen Ye's eyes widened suddenly as he looked in the direction the arrow had come from. He saw a nimble figure near a tent in the distance. After firing an arrow, the figure ran a few steps toward them. As he ran, he drew another arrow from the quiver behind him and smoothly nocked it. The gleaming arrow was once again aimed at him!

It's Hanako Ei!

He was still dressed haphazardly, his clothes not even properly tied, but he already had a longbow in his hand and a quiver of arrows on his back. He had obviously heard the commotion outside and knew what had happened, so he immediately came out to fight back.

His movements were really fast!

Upon seeing the arrow gleaming coldly at his fingertips, the suppressed feeling he had felt back in Xingluo Warehouse surged back into his heart. Yuwen Ye frowned, but his reason was not eroded by the anger and resentment that followed. Instead, he calmed down and looked at the soldier who had been wounded for him: "Are you alright?"

The soldier was tough; he snapped the exposed arrow in half with his other hand and gritted his teeth, saying, "Not bad!"

"Alright, spread out and follow me!"

Scatter and follow him. This may sound like a contradiction, but his men immediately understood his meaning. They hurriedly turned their horses around and ran off. Yuwen Ye took one last look at the arrow that was aimed at him and flashed with cold light, and then at Hua Ziying, whose eyes were sharp and focused. With a soft whistle, he spurred his horse and galloped away.

Like him, Xiao Yuansui was strict in his military discipline, and his camp was well-organized. Rows of tents were like neat chess pieces on a chessboard. Although there were wooden fences between each camp, because he only led a small number of men, and each of them was well-trained and agile, they were not completely blocked. On the contrary, they dispersed and immediately blended into the chaotic crowd. At each fork in the road, they suddenly gathered together again, and then Yuwen Ye led them to the next camp. The group of people moved freely in the chaotic camp like dragons entering the sea.

With a few whooshing sounds, several arrows grazed their shoulders and ears as they flew past.

Hua Ziying's archery speed also slowed down.

This was, after all, their own camp, surrounded by their own soldiers. He was already somewhat hesitant to make a move. In addition, the horse Yuwen Ye was riding was a fine steed named Liehuo, which Shi Yutao had carefully trained. It could move freely in the chaotic battle and had already dodged his arrows several times.

However, we can't let him get so smug!

Thinking this, Hua Ziying once again drew another arrow from the quiver—his last one—and, after drawing the bowstring, immediately aimed at the swift and agile figure ahead. At that moment, Yuwen Ye had just swung his Mo Dao (a type of long-handled sword) and cut down a soldier who was wielding a sword and slashing horizontally. After the initial shock, the soldiers calmed down and rushed forward with their swords to block him. In an instant, their speed slowed down, and two more soldiers were even stopped by the ropes they were tied to and fell off their horses.

Just as Yuwen Ye was about to ride up, he suddenly sensed danger approaching, and he quickly leaned back—

An arrow flew past his face with a whoosh!

This startled him, and his eyes lit up as he followed the arrow.

He saw that in the other camp, although things were chaotic, one tent remained completely dark. Not only were there no lights, but the tent flap hadn't been moved, and no one had come out to check what had happened.

That place is—

He understood what was happening. Seeing several groups of men rushing up from both sides to intercept him, Yuwen Ye showed no fear. He spurred his horse forward, brandishing his longsword, and charged ahead. Several soldiers were knocked headlong into the road, screaming a few times before falling silent. Meanwhile, the other group saw the direction Yuwen Ye was galloping and screamed in fright, hurriedly chasing after him.

Yuwen Ye sped off, and several soldiers behind him also broke free from the melee and hurriedly followed.

He quickly ran to the tent. No matter how chaotic the surroundings were, it remained quiet. Even now, although several other tents had been set ablaze by the fire, this tent was still dark, reflecting the flickering firelight and the chaotic figures, making it seem like a secluded place.

"As one wishes!"

Yuwen Ye's eyes were bloodshot, whether from the blood stained during the recent battle or from his excited and urgent emotions, it was hard to tell. He gritted his teeth and called out again, "Shang Ruyi!"

A sound suddenly broke out in the quiet, dark tent.

It was a woman's voice, but she didn't say anything, as if she were being obstructed or had her mouth gagged. Yuwen Ye's eyes widened suddenly, and he abruptly raised his longsword and swung it forcefully towards the tent—

With a "rip," the tent was slashed open by his knife.

The instant the tent was ripped open, countless cold lights suddenly shot out from inside, like venomous snakes viciously biting at Yuwen Ye. He was shocked and hurriedly dodged, and his fiery steed also retreated several steps in a panic. However, one of the cold lights still pierced his shoulder!

"Hmm!"

A sharp pain struck him, and before Yuwen Ye could even cry out, he immediately swung his sword forward again. The entire area of ​​cold light was cleanly cut in half by him, revealing dozens of spears and lances. One of the spears pierced his shoulder, and blood gushed out instantly!

Inside the tent, there were more than ten soldiers. They were holding their broken weapons and hurriedly jumped out of the torn tent. The tent crashed to the ground with a loud bang. Only then did Yuwen Ye see that there was a familiar figure in the crowd. It was Wo Xue!

Her hands were bound and her mouth was gagged with a rag. When she saw Yuwen Ye injured, she shook her head violently at him with bloodshot eyes.

"Waaaaah!"

Upon seeing her, Yuwen Ye immediately understood what was happening. The dozen or so soldiers, seeing their weapons break, refused to give up and shouted, "Brothers, kill him, and we'll have done a great service!"

"That's Yuwen Ye, kill him!"

"Hurry up and get going!"