Chapter 242 The Emperor's Adventure
In the Yunqiu Mountains and Forests, the sound of horse hooves crushed the morning mist, and everyone scattered like arrows.
Xiao Nanyue rode his horse towards the northeast, followed closely by dozens of guards.
Helian Feng, along with a group of guards, rushed towards the northwest.
The others also dispersed, hoping to hunt more prey as soon as possible before noon and come out on top.
Let’s talk about Helian Cong.
As soon as he entered the forest area, he became very excited. He opened and closed his bow repeatedly, and every arrow hit its target.
As the pheasant fluttered and fell into the grass, he had already set his sights on the sika deer drinking water by the stream.
"Your Majesty's sharpshooter!"
Before the guard commander Yan Feng finished speaking, the eagle feather arrow in Helian Cong's hand had already pierced the deer's neck.
The emperor looked at his prey falling to the ground, stroked his beard and laughed, his back straight under his bright yellow cloak, as if he had really returned to his prime.
Before he knew it, more than half an hour had passed. Helian Cong looked back at the spoils carried by the guards behind him. There were already more than a dozen pheasants, three or five wild rabbits, and a sika deer with bright fur.
He stroked the slightly sweaty jade belt around his waist and sighed softly - he was old after all, and his arm strength was not as good as before. If it were twenty years ago, he would have hunted down the majestic tigers and leopards.
Thinking of this, he waved his hand, signaling Yan Feng to ride back:
"Never mind, that's enough. I've been in politics for many years and have long since forgotten these horsemanship skills. I'll go back and drink two cups of deer blood wine to fulfill the auspiciousness of this heavenly sacrifice."
Yan Feng took the order, led the way, and began to return along the original route.
Just as the horse's hooves rolled over a patch of ferns, there was a sudden "click" sound, and the cow tendon trip rope hidden under the vegetation suddenly tightened!
The mounts of the guards in front fell over, and several guards were thrown into the grass, their armor colliding with rocks, sparks flying.
The front hooves of Helian Cong's dragon horse were suspended in the air, and its long neighing tore Lin Yue apart. Relying on the fact that it was a BMW horse and was well versed in human nature, he steadied his pace in an instant and took several steps back.
"What's going on?" Helian Cong was furious and shouted loudly.
Just at this moment, the sound of bowstrings hummed in the dense forest, and then several cold arrows broke through the wind and shot straight towards Helian Cong and others.
Yan Feng's pupils suddenly shrank and he roared:
"Protect the emperor!"
Then, he suddenly rode his horse and swung his sword to block the arrows shot at Helian Cong, knocking several arrows away.
More than a hundred guards instantly formed an iron wall, with spears and short swords raised like a forest, protecting the emperor in the center. Amidst the flashes of swords and sabers, arrows and weapons collided, sparks flying.
When the rain of arrows stopped for a while, a wolf-like whistle suddenly sounded in the dense forest!
More than a hundred black-clad killers emerged like ghosts, the wolf-head totems on their black scarves exuding a murderous aura.
They wore deerskin boots and held three-foot ring-handled swords in their hands. The dark blue color flowing from the blade was clearly the poison unique to Beicang that could kill with one blow.
Yan Feng's hand gripping the hilt of the knife was throbbing with veins:
"Your Majesty, please step back! These are the Northern Cang Wolf Clan's assassins!"
His voice was a mixture of anger and suspicion. He saw Helian Cong's face suddenly change from the corner of his eye:
"This Yunqiu is a royal forbidden area. How could they appear here?!"
However, Helian Cong managed to keep his composure and said calmly:
"Yan Feng, capture them!"
The leader was wearing a wolf-head mask, holding a ring-headed sword with a cold light, and rushed straight towards Helian Cong:
"You dog emperor of Tianqi, return my son Bei Cang's life to me!"
Yan Feng's pupils suddenly shrank, and he drew his sword to protect the emperor.
For a moment, Apocalypse's guards and assassins fought in a group.
These Northern Cang assassins were all fearless and brave, their blades aimed specifically at the throats and hearts of the guards, and their moves revealed the ruthlessness of the Northern Cang Wolf Clan.
Soon, more than a dozen guards protecting Helian Cong were shot dead.
Yan Feng was entangled by the Beicang assassin and was unable to come to the rescue for a while.
At this moment, a Beicang killer suddenly knelt on one knee, bending his bow like a full moon.
When the poisoned eagle feather arrow was released from the bowstring, the sharp sound of breaking through the air tore through the surrounding shouts and screams - the target was directly aimed at Helian Cong who was protected in the center!
Helian Cong had been in power for many years, and although his martial arts skills had been neglected, he had fought in many battles, and had spent several years in the military when he was young. When he heard the bad news, he drew his sword from its sheath with a clang, and deflected the arrow.
Before he could catch his breath, the sound of breaking air arose again!
Three arrows shot in a triangular shape, startling the dragon-shaped horse so much that it stood up, its front hooves hanging in the air and neighing miserably.
Helian Cong gripped the reins tightly and watched several arrows shot past.
At this critical moment, three silver arrows suddenly flew out of thin air and shot down the three arrows attacking Helian Cong.
Immediately afterwards, the sound of horse hooves could be heard from the northwest, and in the swirling smoke and dust, a bright blue figure leaped into the air, the long sword in his hand dancing into a silver rainbow.
As the cold light passed, several killers fell to the ground with blood spurting from their throats. Their bodies, which had not yet hit the ground, were blown backwards by the sword energy.
Then, the figure knelt on one knee in front of Helian Cong's dragon horse:
"Father, I am sorry for being late in coming to your rescue. Please forgive me!"
The person who came was none other than the Crown Prince of Tianqi—Helian Feng!
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