1140 Hostages, counterattack Nanling Jinfan's army
If the Ninth Prince does not take action, it will be fine. But once he does, it will be the final word and he will never give Nanling Jinfan any chance.
At the moment when Nanling Jinfan was assassinated, the Ninth Prince and his entourage set fire to the tent where they lived. When the Nanling Tiger Guard Battalion arrived, they only saw a few tents that had been burned down.
"Where is the person?" The leader of the Tiger Guard Battalion asked the person next to him. The soldier shook his head timidly: "I don't know either. He was here just now, and in the blink of an eye, he disappeared."
"Search." The Tiger Guard Camp didn't believe that the Ninth Prince and his group could fly into the sky and hide underground in such a short time.
The entire outside of the tent was on fire, and the Tiger Guards could not get in at all. They did not believe that the Ninth Prince and his companions were still in the fire, so they immediately searched for people all around.
But just as the Tiger Guard Battalion turned around, the Ninth Prince and his entourage rushed out of the fire.
It turned out that the fire was set by Doudou in advance. It just looked big from the outside, but in fact there was no spark at all. In a short period of time, the people in the tent could rush out wrapped in a quilt or something, and it would not be fatal at all.
Although it is a little dangerous, it is the best way. When the soldiers of Nanling see the fire in the tent, they will definitely think that they have escaped.
As a killer, Doudou does have some skills. He says it is too easy to do these things under the noses of several soldiers.
"Rob their horses." Doudou was the first to rush out carrying Zhezhe on his back. As soon as he came out, he threw away the quilt on his body. The quilt caught fire, but fortunately no one was burned.
With a "bang", Doudou flew into the air, kicked a soldier on horseback, and flew onto the horse's back: "I'm leaving first. Go!"
Doudou whipped hard and rushed out recklessly. The Tiger Guard Battalion noticed something strange here and turned around to surround them, but it was too late. Doudou had already torn open a hole and rushed out first.
The Ninth Prince, Feng Qingchen, and Wan Doudou stepped out. After they came out, they did not rush to grab the horses. The Ninth Prince drew out the soft sword at his waist, and Feng Qingchen took out a pistol.
Those soldiers on horseback had their backs to the Ninth Prince and Feng Qingchen. Feng Qingchen fired at them, each shot hitting their heads. Boom, boom, boom... the people on horseback fell down one after another.
"Charge forward, grab the horses and run away, don't worry about us." The Ninth Prince said to the secret guards who rushed out later. The secret guards knew that this was wrong, but what they had to do was to obey orders.
The secret guard did not make any excuses or hesitate. He took the master of Xuanyi Valley, jumped on the horse, and rushed out right after Doudou.
When the eight secret guards and the master of Xuanyi Valley were on their horses, the Nanling Tiger Guard Battalion also rushed over and stood in front of Feng Qingchen and the Ninth Prince.
"Ninth Prince, Miss Feng, we are sorry for the offense. Please go back. We don't want to hurt you and Miss Feng." The leader of the Tiger Guard Battalion was very angry about the tragic death of his brothers, but when he thought of the identities of the Ninth Prince and Feng Qingchen, he could only grit his teeth and endure it.
If these two die, Dongling will definitely not let them go, and by then Nanling may really be left with no grass left.
"You think you can stop me? You're dreaming." The Ninth Prince looked disdainful, and the soft sword in his hand suddenly straightened up: "If you want to keep us, you have to use your real ability."
"Yes, if you can stop me, you have a skill." Pah... Feng Qingchen replaced the new magazine and pointed the barrel of the gun at the leader of the Tiger Guard Battalion: "Don't move, or don't blame me for being rude."
Just now, these people had witnessed the power of the hidden weapon in Feng Qingchen's hand, and they did not dare to act rashly. The leader of the Tiger Guard Camp kept persuading Feng Qingchen to calm down.
"Miss Feng, our prince has no intention of hurting Miss Feng. It will be fine as long as Miss Feng stays for a few more days." The leader of the Tiger Guard Camp persuaded while secretly signaling to the soldiers on the opposite side, asking them to attack Feng Qingchen from behind.
"You can use this to comfort a child, Doudou won't believe it." Feng Qingchen noticed the little movements of the Tiger Guard Camp and stood back to back with the Ninth Uncle.
Seeing that the sneak attack had failed, the leader of the Tiger Guard Battalion gave the order without hesitation: "Go ahead."
Just as he finished speaking, he heard a "bang..." and Feng Qingchen shot at the Tiger Guard Battalion leader: "Let's see who dares to move."
The man was also a smart guy and had been on guard against Feng Qingchen for a long time. However, Feng Qingchen's marksmanship was honed on the battlefield. He was not like those who stared at the target and shot again if he missed the target with one shot.
The sudden change frightened the Tiger Guard Camp. In addition, the first wave of people who rushed forward were killed by the sword of the Ninth Prince before they could even make a move, so no one dared to move.
Soldiers are also afraid of death. They only have one life, so who wouldn't be afraid of death?
After firing three shots in a row, Feng Qingchen finally hit the Tiger Guard Battalion leader. The leader covered his wound and ordered with difficulty: "Why are you still standing there? Take him down quickly, or we will all die."
This shout finally woke up the tiger guards.
They might not necessarily die if they faced the Ninth Prince and Feng Qingchen, but if they let Feng Qingchen escape, they would definitely die.
"Go." The Tiger Guard Battalion fought bravely and swarmed forward, but at this moment, an old but majestic voice interrupted the morale that they had finally gathered.
"If you don't want your Highness' life, then do it."
At the same time, the deputy general's order came: "Stop, everyone stop, your highness is in their hands."
It turned out that Feng Qingchen's people had captured Nanling Jinfan as a hostage.
The person holding Nanling Jinfan hostage was a white-haired old man with a murderous aura and piercing eyes. In the light of the fire, his face looked as red as a lantern.
Feng Qingchen didn't know this old man, but judging from his aura, he was probably an old monster from the Killer Alliance.
When Feng Qingchen thought about his head which was worth hundreds of thousands of gold, his scalp went numb.
Damn, why did Doudou invite these old men here? Isn’t she afraid that they will take her head away?
"Stop, cough cough...hands." Nanling Jinfan's face was blue from being strangled, and he spoke reluctantly.
The old man didn't care about Nanling Jinfan's life or death. He grabbed his neck and dragged him forward, treating the extremely noble prince as an animal.
He dragged the people all the way to the Ninth Uncle and Feng Qingchen. Seeing the two standing there, the old man said with dissatisfaction: "Why are you standing there? Hurry up and leave. Do you want me to carry you on the horse?"
"Thank you, senior." The old man's tone was bad, but the Ninth Prince did not take it to heart.
As a killer, it is an understatement that he could raise a top-notch person like Doudou.
The old man nodded and said, "You are quite sensible, it is worth my coming out." Then he said to the Nanling soldiers who were watching eagerly, "Why are you still standing there? Why don't you let a horse out?"
The soldiers did not dare to move until Nanling Jinfan spoke and uttered an unclear word "let", then someone let a horse out.
The Ninth Prince confirmed that there was nothing wrong with the horse, and then he pulled Feng Qingchen forward. Feng Qingchen had been hiding herself quietly, but this group couldn't hide, so she thanked the old man generously: "Thank you, senior!"
"You..." The old man's eyes widened when he saw Feng Qingchen!
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