klisemfg Chapter 2317 Reinforcements
Chapter 2317 Reinforcements
Princess Mingzhao gripped her sword and looked at He Er.
The night wind, carrying the smell of smoke, stung her face. Unable to contain her anger, she said, "He Er, so many lives have been lost here. Can you bear the consequences?"
He Ergang paused upon hearing this and looked at Princess Mingzhao.
But in an instant, he grinned and revealed a sinister smile.
He took two steps forward, and the guards behind him immediately raised their bows and arrows, the tips of which gleamed coldly, and aimed them all at Princess Mingzhao and her companions.
“This is Chongzhou,” He Er raised an eyebrow. “My He family is a force to be reckoned with in this area. Do you think we’re afraid of an outsider like you?”
Princess Mingzhao's eyes grew even colder. She turned her head and glanced at Mu Chen and the two guards beside her.
Then he turned back and looked directly at He Er: "Are you so sure that I didn't have any backup plans before I came here?"
The smile in He Er's eyes faded slightly, and he scrutinized Princess Mingzhao's face for a long time, as if trying to determine the truthfulness of her words.
Then, his ruthlessness took over again. He suddenly waved his hand, his voice turning cruel: "So what if you have a backup plan? As long as you die here tonight, all your backup plans will be meaningless. There will be no way to prove it!"
"Attack!" He Er didn't give Princess Mingzhao a chance to speak again, and shouted to his men, "Leave no one alive!"
The guards responded in unison, and the sound of bowstrings being pulled rose and fell as more than a dozen rockets wrapped in oil-soaked linen were mounted on the bowstrings, the flames of the tinderboxes forming a continuous line in the night.
It was about to be ignited and fired!
Princess Mingzhao's heart sank; it seemed that today's events were unlikely to end well.
She turned to the side, lowered her voice, and spoke rapidly: "You don't need to worry about me. As long as one of you can escape, that's one more chance."
Upon hearing this, Mu Chen immediately shook his head and stood in front of her, saying, "Princess, I will not leave."
"Mu Chen!" Princess Mingzhao exclaimed anxiously, "As long as the green hills remain, there's no fear of running out of firewood."
Whoever it is, as long as they can escape alive, they will have the opportunity to reveal the truth to the world, and that is more important than anything else.
Looking into her resolute eyes, Mu Chen still straightened his back and said, "Even if I die, I will die before the princess."
The two guards echoed, "We are willing to live and die with the princess!"
Princess Mingzhao wanted to persuade her further, but He Er's urging voice came from her ears: "What are you dawdling for? Light it! Fire!"
The tinderbox had already touched the burlap of the rocket, and the flames shot up with a "whoosh," illuminating the guards' faces.
Just at this critical moment, a whooshing sound suddenly rang out, followed by a "whoosh"!
He Er was squinting at Princess Mingzhao when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his shoulder.
"Ah!" he cried out in pain, his body swaying violently. He instinctively reached out to cover his shoulder, but his fingertips were covered in blood as soon as they touched the wound.
His guards were all focused on Princess Mingzhao and the others in the courtyard, and none of them expected that someone would launch a sneak attack from the side.
In the chaos, He Er gritted his teeth and turned his head to look in the direction from which the arrows had come.
Four people were seen standing in the shadows outside the courtyard wall.
They were tall and straight, each holding a strangely shaped crossbow. The crossbow bodies were made of some unknown material, and the arrow tips gleamed with a cold light. They were all aimed at him at that moment.
The two leaders were dressed in all-black outfits, wearing ferocious ghost king masks, and exuding a strong killing intent, like ghosts that had walked out of hell to take lives.
He Er was in pain and scared at the same time, and cold sweat instantly broke out on his forehead.
Despite the pain, he shouted at the four men, "Who are you? How dare you interfere in the affairs of the He family? Are you tired of living?"
Huo Changhe, wearing the Ghost King mask, didn't even glance at him, but simply weighed the remaining plum blossom darts in his hand.
His tone was full of sarcasm: "Someone like you is wasting the time using my plum blossom dart."
The contempt in their tone was more hurtful than a knife.
What made He Er even more uneasy was that the crossbows in the hands of these four people were obviously not ordinary. Judging from their posture, as long as they flicked their fingers, he would be shot into a pincushion.
He Er realized that tonight's events were likely to turn out badly.
He had planned everything meticulously, but he never expected that four ruthless individuals would suddenly appear out of nowhere.
The moment Princess Mingzhao heard Huo Changhe's voice, her eyes lit up and a huge weight was lifted from her heart.
The person standing next to him wearing the Ghost King mask, who else could it be but Yan Ruyu?
Princess Mingzhao suppressed her overwhelming joy and waved to Yan Ruyu.
Yan Ruyu turned her head slightly and nodded gently to her.
Immediately, Yan Ruyu raised the crossbow in her hand and pulled the trigger at the guard next to He Er.
"Boo! Hah! Hah!"
Three sharp sounds rang out almost simultaneously, a triple shot!
The arrow tip carried a strong wind and was as fast as lightning. The two guards beside He Er had no time to react before the arrow tip pierced their throats, blood gushing out, and their bodies fell straight down.
One of the arrows struck He Er squarely in the thigh.
"Ah!" He Er screamed again, this time the pain was even worse than in his shoulder, as if the bone had been shattered by the arrowhead.
He could no longer hold on, his body went limp, and he collapsed to the ground, the hem of his brocade robe instantly soaked with blood.
"Protect me! Quickly, protect me and retreat!" He Er lay on the ground, convulsing in pain, shouting hoarsely at his guards.
The guards were already terrified by the sudden turn of events, and now that they saw their master was seriously injured, they were even more disorganized.
Some people raised their crossbows and shot at Yan Ruyu and her group of four, while others kept their eyes on Princess Mingzhao and the others. Still others rushed over in a panic, trying to help He Er up and retreat.
In an instant, chaos erupted in the courtyard, with arrows flying everywhere and shouts of battle, screams of agony, and the clash of weapons all mixed together.
Princess Mingzhao and her companions seized the opportunity and slashed at the nearest guards.
With silver ingots and exquisite jewelry, Yan Ruyu and Huo Changhe were unstoppable.
Their repeating crossbows fired at an extremely high rate, hitting their targets almost every time, and they specifically targeted the guards' vital points.
Linlang moved nimbly among the guards, her short knife flashing coldly, each strike drawing blood.
With Princess Mingzhao and Yan Ruyu joining forces, He Er's men were no match for them.
In a short while, the situation in the courtyard was completely reversed.
He Er's guards were either dead or wounded, and very few were still standing.
Those who survived, seeing that all was lost, either threw down their weapons and knelt down to beg for mercy, or took advantage of the chaos to secretly climb over the courtyard wall and escape.
He Er himself was grazed on the forehead by a stray arrow in the melee, the pain causing his vision to go black, and he completely fainted.
"Don't let him get away!" Upon seeing this, Princess Mingzhao immediately stepped towards He Er, intending to personally capture him.
I had only taken two steps when someone gently pulled my wrist.