1248 Let's talk about it together

The secret guard had a hard time delivering the letter, and the Ninth Prince had an awkward moment receiving the letter.

The whole five pages were full of nonsense, and the Ninth Prince could not see the point at all. How could Feng Qingchen write so many boring things? The Ninth Prince admired him very much.

Feng Qingchen wouldn't think that the secret guards have nothing to do and just help them deliver letters every day, right?

The Ninth Prince quickly skimmed over the pile of unimportant trivia and flipped to the end. His eyes stayed on the short poem, and for a moment his fingers trembled.

Looking at the short poem, a smile flashed across the Ninth Prince's eyes, and the whole piece of nonsense seemed to become interesting.

After carefully reciting the poem over and over again, the Ninth Prince Uncle read Feng Qingchen's letter from beginning to end again. It was still full of trivial matters, but this time the Ninth Prince Uncle read it with great interest, as if Feng Qingchen was right in front of him.

"Even though I'm not here, you've been living a comfortable life." As his fingertips slid across the words, the Ninth Prince couldn't help but miss the person far away again.

He was getting farther and farther away from Dongling, which meant he was not far from returning.

See you soon.

The Ninth Prince finished reading the letter again. His eyes fell on the last line of the poem and a smile appeared in his eyes. But at this moment, the carriage stopped with a clatter.

"Your Highness, there is..." Before the guard could finish his words, the Ninth Prince heard the sound of a sharp arrow piercing through the void and shooting towards him. With a "whoosh" sound, it pierced through the carriage and flew past his ear.

This arrow was like a signal. As the arrow was shot, the archers ambushed in all directions moved together...

A gleam of light flashed in the Ninth Prince's eyes, but he did not move.

There's an assassin!

"Protect the prince." The guards quickly surrounded the Ninth Prince's carriage, but the sharp arrows shot from four hundred and eight directions seemed to have eyes and all shot at the Ninth Prince's carriage.

A scream was heard, and the Ninth Prince stuffed the letter in his hand into his arms, then drew the soft sword from his waist. Just as the Ninth Prince was about to go out, a huge crossbow arrow shot from the front.

The force of this crossbow arrow was stronger than all the arrows just now combined. It seemed to come through the air with the force of thunder. With a thud, the crossbow arrow hit the top of the carriage. Boom... the carriage instantly broke into pieces.

At the moment the carriage shattered, the Ninth Prince flew backwards at a rapid speed. Under the impact of the carriage's shattering, the Ninth Prince flew backwards.

"Shoot!" The man who was standing on a high place and ambushing the Ninth Prince's uncle finally saw the Ninth Prince's figure and gave the order coldly.

Dense arrows shot towards the Ninth Prince from all directions. The overwhelming long arrows seemed to drown him. The guards around the Ninth Prince were getting fewer and fewer, and the secret guards behind him could not rush into the battle circle at all.

The rain of arrows formed a big net, trapping the Ninth Prince inside, preventing him from going out and preventing outsiders from coming in.

The sword in the Ninth Prince's hand had turned into a phantom, and he shook off all the long arrows around him. However, even if he had not been injured by the arrows, the Ninth Prince could not rush out. The arrows came too hard and too fast, leaving him no chance to breathe.

If this continues, he won’t be able to hold on even if he has great martial arts skills!

The Ninth Prince shot the arrows in front of him while looking for a way out.

From Dongling to Nanling, he did not encounter any ambushes or assassinations along the way, but just when he was about to step into the territory of Nanling, he encountered a devastating disaster. If he said it was not the work of Dongling or Nanling, the Ninth Prince would not believe it even if you beat him to death.

No other force except the army can stage this arrow formation today.

Last time, Nanling Jinfan mobilized an army of 200,000 to capture him. This time, the people who took action also mobilized the military. It can be said that they really think highly of him.

The Ninth Prince raised a cruel smile. When the archers were replaced, he rushed forward without hesitation, fierce and domineering.

Even if thousands of arrows were flying at the same time, they couldn't stop him.

"Uncle Nine, you are brave and strong, it's true." In the distance, a man in military uniform, sitting on horseback, watched this scene from afar and commented expressionlessly. Seeing Uncle Nine rushing forward without shooting arrows, the man also reached out and said to the person behind him: "Give me my bow."

"Yes." Two big men quickly brought over a heavy bow. The man did not look strong, but he picked up the bow easily, pulled out three arrows from his back, and aimed them at the Ninth Prince.

At the same time, the Ninth Prince raised his head and looked in the direction of the man. The three cold arrows were aimed at his heart. Even though he couldn't see clearly who the other person was, he knew who the other person was based on the chill and murderous aura.

In the army, there is only one person who can use bows and arrows to create such a strong murderous intent, and that is Si Cheng, known as the archer, Si Shaoshuai.

Si Cheng's father was called Si Marshal because he had led the army several times. He himself started going to the battlefield at the age of fifteen and had always been Si Marshal's deputy, known as the Young Marshal.

"My royal brother, your investment is getting bigger and bigger." Knowing who the opponent is, the Ninth Prince dared not take it lightly, and Si Cheng's arrows have not missed yet.

Seeing Si Cheng drawing his bow, the Ninth Prince no longer cared about the scattered arrows around him and focused all his attention on Si Cheng.

As long as we avoid Si Cheng's arrows, the outcome of this battle will be decided, because...

His men have sneaked behind the archers and will soon be able to take care of them.

After Si Cheng drew his bow and aimed it at the Ninth Prince, he did not hesitate and let go of his bow. Swish, swish, swish... three long black arrows were arranged in a row from top to bottom and shot towards the Ninth Prince.

When they were still a hundred meters away from the Ninth Prince, the three arrows suddenly sped up and shot towards the Ninth Prince's forehead, throat and heart respectively.

Si Cheng's arrows were just as the legend said, never missing a target. The three arrows hit the Ninth Prince's three vital points. If the Ninth Prince failed to dodge one of the arrows, he would be dead.

The two were far apart, and arrows were flying past the Ninth Prince, but at this moment they only had each other in their eyes, and they saw appreciation for each other in each other's eyes.

"I don't want to kill you, but I can't disobey the emperor's order."

"You are not qualified to kill me!"

There was silence all around. At this moment, the Ninth Prince's eyes were only focused on Si Cheng in the distance and the three arrows that were getting closer and closer to him. No one had ever dodged Si Cheng's arrows before. Si Cheng was 80% sure that even if he couldn't kill the Ninth Prince, he could still seriously injure him. However...

However, things developed in a strange direction. A silver light shot out from the wrist of the Ninth Prince. The silver light shot directly into the rocks on both sides. The next second, the Ninth Prince was seen flying in the air without the help of any object.

Clash, clash, clash... Si Cheng's three arrows shot into the air and sank into the ground, leaving only a finger-long section outside.

How is this possible?

Si Cheng opened his eyes suddenly, unable to believe what he saw.

The Ninth Prince actually dodged his arrow. This is simply...

So awesome!

Si Cheng was not angry, only excited and ecstatic.

The strong respect the strong and admire the strong. Si Cheng is undoubtedly a strong man, but compared with him, the Ninth Prince seems to be only stronger, not weaker.

"Stop!" Si Cheng waved his hand, and the rain of arrows stopped in an instant, which shows how strict he is in controlling his subordinates.

Si Cheng ignored the obstruction of his personal soldiers and rode forward...

At this time, the Ninth Prince also jumped down from the side, stood firmly on the ground, put his hands behind his back, and waited for Si Cheng to arrive...

A word to readers: I promised everyone to update more chapters, and I will definitely do it, but today's update may be a little later. I will try to update two chapters before 6pm!

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