However, a few who were slow to react still fell victim to the drug in the arrows, slowly falling off their horses and collapsing to the ground.
Upon seeing this, the people in the dense forest instantly revealed themselves and attacked the convoy below.
Zhao Cheng saw a dozen or so men in black suddenly appear, and his brows furrowed even more as they surrounded the convoy, constantly fighting with the crowd.
Seeing Zhao Cheng holding off ten men single-handedly, Wang San and his group couldn't even get an inch into the convoy.
Jiang Yimian rushed forward with her knife in hand.
Zhao Cheng felt a gust of wind rush past his ear, and instantly ducked to avoid it. He didn't even have time to stop the others, and used his sword to parry the broadsword that was attacking him.
However, the person wielding the broadsword used wide, sweeping, and unpredictable moves, leaving him momentarily unsure of the other's strength.
Jiang Yimian found it extremely difficult to wield the broadsword. If she didn't want to expose herself, she wouldn't need to carry it at all; it was heavy and cumbersome.
She had no choice but to disregard all rules and swing her weapon at the opponent with all her might once again.
Zhao Cheng was indeed forced to retreat by her strange moves for a moment, but he quickly regained his composure and coldly shouted, "Tell me, who sent you?"
After saying that, he put his hand to his lips and whistled.
Suddenly, a clear whistle rang out in the pitch-black night, startling a flock of birds into flight.
Jiang Yimian knew something was wrong; she hadn't expected this person to have a backup plan. She immediately shouted, "Steal the carriage and run!"
As he spoke, he pulled out a packet of powder from his pocket and threw it at Zhao Cheng.
Zhao Cheng merely frowned, quickly dodging the powder that was drifting towards him, covering his nose and mouth, and moving far away.
The others were not so lucky. Because of the packet of unknown powder, they felt unbearable stinging pain all over their bodies and gradually fell into a disadvantageous position in their fight with the man in black.
Seeing this, Wang San and his men quickly seized the carriage and tried to escape.
Zhao Cheng swiftly drew his sword and stepped forward, plunging the man in black into his abdomen and kicking him off the carriage.
He moved swiftly and his moves were clean and crisp. Standing on the carriage, he brandished his long sword like a god of death, making the men in black dare not approach him easily.
He looked at the crowd with a mocking smile and sneered, "I don't know whose people you are, but with this level of strength, you are really looking down on us."
Jiang Yimian frowned, feeling that this person was somewhat troublesome. Seeing that the rescue was about to arrive, she stopped pretending and swung her large knife at Zhao Cheng with all her might.
His right hand flicked, gripping a curved dagger as he moved closer and stabbed at Zhao Cheng's neck.
Zhao Cheng looked at the familiar curved dagger and instantly became alert, dodging Jiang Yimian's fierce attack. He sneered, "It's you again."
Jiang Yimian glanced at the person in front of her, focusing only on defending against the attack. She was relieved to see that Wang San and the others had successfully driven the carriage.
She stood on the roof of the car, facing Zhao Cheng. The wind whistled past her ears, blowing the stray hairs across her forehead, but her eyes were cold and calm.
It's obvious that they don't take the person in front of them seriously.
Zhao Cheng sneered and swiftly attacked Jiang Yimian with his sword, saying, "Perfect timing, I'll finish you off today."
Jiang Yimian frowned, dodging the sword thrust from the side. She sensed something was wrong, and when she saw the large number of people chasing after the convoy, she knew something was wrong.
She knew that the cunning King of Chu wouldn't let them succeed so easily; he actually had a backup plan.
The rescue arrived so quickly, clearly indicating that they had been following them closely from a distance, just waiting for them to be caught in the crossfire.
Wang San and his companions had obviously spotted the pursuers, and they quickened their pace in the carriage.
However, those people were faster; they were clearly all experts, and they easily stopped them, taking out their weapons and fighting with the crowd.
Jiang Yimian wanted to go down and help, but Zhao Cheng dragged her onto the roof of the car.
Zhao Cheng coldly looked at the person in front of him and sneered, "Want to help? Dream on. I'm going to kill you today. No matter whose side you are, anyone who obstructs the Prince's grand plan must die."
After saying that, he shouted loudly and quickly thrust his attack at Jiang Yimian, changing his moves several times.
Jiang Yimian was caught off guard by the other party's sudden change, but she quickly calmed down.
While dodging the attacks from the person in front of him, he also kept an eye on Wang San and his group.
Wang San and his companions were trapped on the ground by those people, unable to move an inch. They could barely fight back, but because there were just too many of them, they gradually became overwhelmed.
Jiang Yimian looked away at the person in front of her; this couldn't go on.
If she continues to be trapped by Zhao Cheng, Wang San and the others will get into trouble sooner or later.
After thinking for a while, she said, "You are so capable, why are you willing to risk your life for the King of Chu? Are you so sure that he will last?"
Zhao Cheng didn't speak, only gave her a cold glance. He showed no mercy with his long sword, and even took advantage of Jiang Yimian's inattention to throw several hidden weapons at her vital points.
If Jiang Yimian hadn't been prepared, she would have been hit by that hidden weapon.
She looked down at the person who had been hit by the hidden weapon, her heart still pounding with fear. The person immediately collapsed to the ground, losing all strength, and his lips had turned black, clearly indicating that he had been poisoned.
Jiang Yimian felt increasingly cold inside. This person was well-prepared and unaffected by her verbal provocations; he was indeed a formidable individual.
Unfortunately, he followed the wrong master.
Seeing her solemn expression, Zhao Cheng became even more smug. The prince was right after all.
There will definitely be robbers on the way to Qingnan, so let him secretly bring more people with him.
He just hadn't expected these people to be in such a hurry, arriving only three days after leaving the capital.
Good, it's a good opportunity to kill the person in front of me, which can be considered revenge for what happened in the mine last time.
Thinking it over, he sneered, "If you reveal who's behind you, I might let you die a quicker death."
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