The eldest princess is obsessed with rebellion, but there are six male protagonists

Relying on the strong spiritual support of being able to become a "county magistrate", Old Man Qian, despite carrying a living person, was still able to walk briskly on the rugged mountain path as if he were walking on flat ground.

Old Man Qian led Su Fengyi and his party over a mountain in one breath, leaving the group of northern barbarians who were searching the mountain far behind.

By the time they found the horse they came from, the pursuers had disappeared. Old Man Qian was exhausted and could no longer hold on.

He put the emperor on the ground, and he collapsed on the ground with his arms and legs spread out, turning into a ball of mud and almost merging with the earth.

Old Man Qian howled:

"I can't run anymore. Take a break. Take a break. I'm dying of running. I'm dying of tiredness. I'm dying of thirst!"

Wutong was almost out of breath from running, his throat was smoking from thirst, and he went to the horse to get the water bag while panting.

Although Wutong was extremely thirsty, he did not drink first, but took out the water bag from old man Qian and gave it to him:

"County magistrate, great hero, drink quickly."

Old man Qian was delighted when someone called him County Magistrate. He jumped up from the ground, held the water bag, drank from it, and laughed foolishly. He felt that he had all the strength back in his body.

The emperor was shaken all the way and got up from the ground. His face was covered in mud and tears. He looked at Su Fengyi aggrievedly:

"Royal sister..."

Su Fengyi said to him:

"Old man Qian has done a great job in saving the emperor, so he deserves a reward. The emperor would like to appoint him as the general flag of the Jinyiwei, okay?"

All the sufferings that the emperor had endured in the first half of his life combined were not even one ten-thousandth of what he had endured today. He had just escaped death, so how could he say that it was not good? He nodded quickly and said:

"Okay, okay, when I get back I'll ask Qiao Gui to write one..."

Halfway through his speech, he thought about the unknown existence of Qiao Gui, and he felt sad, and his voice gradually became smaller:

"I asked Cui Shi to write him an imperial edict to confer him the title of General Banner."

Su Fengyi knew what the emperor was thinking, but she pretended not to know and asked Old Man Qian:

"Qian Zongqi, you heard me, we are serious about what we say, we will be promoted to high positions when we return."

Old Man Qian jumped up suddenly:

"Let's go, let's go, let's go back to the post station in one breath!"

Su Fengyi wanted this effect. She helped the emperor up from the ground and asked him:

"Your Majesty, can you ride a horse yourself? This place is only a few dozen miles away from Jimingyi. You can ride a fast horse and you will be safe when you reach Jimingyi."

The emperor said yes, but he was holding Su Fengyi's arm, his legs went weak, and he almost fell down, crying:

"Sister, I can't walk anymore."

Su Fengyi remembered that the emperor always dreamed of leading the army in person, imagining the magnificent scene of leading hundreds of thousands of troops and crushing the northern barbarians with a single order. However, now he was frightened to the point of his legs going limp by the small scene of a fight involving only a few hundred people.

It can be seen that there are many people in the world who are like Ye Gong who loves dragons very much. Even if they yearn for it, if they really see one, they will be so scared that their souls will fly away and they can't even stand steadily. Even the real dragon emperor is no exception.

Su Fengyi called a palace soldier and asked him to ride a horse and accompany the emperor. They mounted their horses and headed for Jimingyi.

After walking only a mile, the old man Qian who was leading the way suddenly stopped, dismounted, put his ear to the ground, listened attentively, and then said:

"Something's wrong. There are so many people coming this way."

Wutong said happily:

"Did General Shen send someone to rescue me?"

Su Fengyi asked Old Man Qian:

"Qian Zongqi, there are many, many people. How many people are there? How do their footsteps sound? Are they orderly or messy?"

Old Man Qian looked heavy-hearted:

"Something's wrong. This noise is at least the sound of tens of thousands of cows entering the pen of a wealthy family. This footsteps are the footsteps of sheep encountering wolves. It's really chaotic."

Xuanfu only has tens of thousands of defenders, and they are still at war with the little prince of the Northern Tartars. It is impossible for General Shen to send all his troops to rescue the emperor.

When a sheep encounters a wolf, it sounds like it is running away in panic.

So, the ones who came were not General Shen’s reinforcements, but the deserters of the little prince of the Northern Tartars!

Most likely, the little prince of the Northern Tartars was defeated in the battle and came here with his tens of thousands of deserters.

Once the little prince of the Northern Tartars escapes from Qingbiankou and reaches the outside of the Great Wall, to the flat grasslands and the vast desert, he will be like a fish in water, and it will be difficult to catch him.

Therefore, General Shen must have sent troops to pursue. If General Shen's calculations were more accurate, he might have set up an ambush in the narrow mountain pass of Qingbiankou, waiting for the little prince of the Northern Tartars.

No, Su Fengyi was certain that it was not possible. With General Shen's ability, if he wanted to capture the little prince of the Northern Tartars, he would never give him the chance to escape here.

The reason he was allowed to escape here must be that an ambush was set up ahead waiting for him.

The main forces of the two armies are about to have a decisive battle here, and the dozen or so people caught in the middle are about to face a battlefield where a hundred thousand troops are fighting.

Su Fengyi made a prompt decision and decided to take the emperor away from here immediately. If a dozen people were dragged into the melee of an army of one hundred thousand, they would have no chance of survival.

Su Fengyi asked Old Man Qian:

"General Qian, is there any other way to avoid the fleeing troops ahead?"

Old Man Qian was a native of Qingbiankou and had lived there for nearly sixty years.

Old Man Qian had been herding cattle and sheep in Qingbiankou for nearly sixty years before being recruited by his eldest nephew to work as a postman at Jiming Post to earn a salary.

He knew every mountain, every river, every road, and even the location of every bear's wintering cave.

Old Man Qian thought about every possible way he could think of and replied:

"If you ride a horse, there are so many people. It's very mysterious and you can't avoid it."

Su Fengyi heard the hidden meaning in his words and asked:

"What about abandoning the horse? Is there a way out on foot?"

Old Man Qian nodded:

"Go back, there is a river, we can take the water route, that is..."

Even if they go back, they will most likely run into the pursuers who were chasing them before. Even if they avoid them for a while, once the two armies of the Northern Tartars meet, the little prince of the Northern Tartars will immediately know that the emperor of the Great Mu Dynasty is here.

If she were the little prince of the Northern Tartars, she would definitely send out all her men to immediately search the mountains for the emperor of the Great Mu Dynasty. As long as they found the emperor and took him hostage, the situation would be turned around immediately.

No one can bear the crime of regicide, and General Shen is no exception. As long as the emperor is in his hands, General Shen will not dare to act rashly.

From then on, the little prince of the Northern Tartars could make exorbitant demands and blackmail the Great Mu Dynasty for things, such as money, land, gold and silver. He treated the Great Mu Dynasty as a cash cow and came to ask for benefits every now and then, which was much more convenient and worry-free than robbing directly.

The river is wide and there is no cover. If they take the water route, tens of thousands of people will be able to find the emperor in minutes.

In order to prevent the little prince of the Northern Tartars from searching for the whereabouts of the emperor, unless there is already an emperor who has attracted everyone's attention and used as bait to lead these Northern Tartar deserters into the ambush circle set up by General Shen.

At this moment, in this situation, there is no other way.

Su Fengyi looked at the emperor and said:

"Your Majesty, please change your clothes. Give them to me."