Dress up as a sickly person to capture the villain princess!

Xia Zhiyuan didn't even look back. Her fingers were tightly gripping the horse's reins, trying hard to resist the urge to vomit from being thrown around by the warhorse.

I know that if I don't send this team of shadow guards to His Highness in time.

I'm afraid your life is in danger.

King Wen's methods were truly amazing. Xia Zhiyuan was amazed. If he didn't have the system, he would probably not be a match for that old fox.

But, then again.

There is a cheat - why not turn it on?

"You guys, stop her!"

Ma Zongzhen was furious as he watched Xia Zhiyuan's gradually receding figure. The game set up by the prince, with every chess piece moved carefully, was now messed up by such an ignorant girl.

This chess game has been shattered into pieces.

"Yes!"

As the voice fell, several cavalrymen riding tall horses turned their spears, and the sharp tips of their spears swept across the ground. They adjusted the direction of their bodies in an instant, and the horses under their crotch were forced to change direction due to the violent inertia.

"Host, be careful. There are cavalrymen following behind you! They are still 200 meters away from you! Please take care to avoid them!"

The sound of ding-dong ding-dong never stopped in his mind. Xia Zhiyuan quickened his pace. The terrain was a bit rugged, but when the imperial mausoleum was built, the craftsmen walked among the mountains and forests all year round.

Therefore, a relatively flat path was left behind.

"Let go of the rope."

Xia Zhiyuan's voice blended into the wind, and it was almost unnoticeable as the gust of wind passed by. The shadow guard following behind Xia Zhiyuan had excellent hearing and naturally heard the command.

They moved quickly. Two of them dismounted from their horses. One of them took out a piece of rope from his arms and waited for the shadow guards in front of him to pass by one after another. The one holding the rope threw the rope over.

The inky thin line was thrown into a straight line in the air and was tightly held by the armor of another person. The two men used their wrists to stretch the inky thin line, and then they drew out their long swords from their waists.

They fell to one knee, exerted force on their wrists, and the long sword broke into the ground. The armor was close to the hilt, and they wrapped the thin wire around the hilt.

In this way, even under the weight of horse hooves, the blade of this black iron long sword made by the Royal Engineering Bureau has excellent toughness and will not break.

By the time the group of hurried cavalry caught up, it was too late to stop the wild horses in their hands. The inertia of the horse's hooves made it impossible to stop the horses no matter how hard they pulled the reins.

The horse's hoof hit the specially made iron wire rope directly. In just a moment, scarlet blood spurted out of the horse's hoof and the rope sank into the joint of the horse's hoof.

The shadow guard reacted quickly and untied the thin rope wrapped around the handle of the knife, but was still pulled towards the cavalryman due to inertia.

However, this was already within their expectations. One of them threw his long sword with his backhand. The blade spun in the air and was heavily caught by the other person on the handle.

He turned his wrist and stabbed down fiercely. The blade broke through the flesh and went straight into the man's spine!

There was a loud "crack" and the spine was broken.

This move is the Shadow Guard's usual killing move, and it is also the origin of "Ghost-Seeing Sorrow". Among the places where soldiers' armors are connected, the neck is the most vulnerable. As long as you get some tricks, you can break it with one knife!

The long blade will grind the bones and break the human spine. Even if the king of heaven comes, there is no cure.

Killed on the spot.

The black iron mask was stained with a lot of blood. The two shadow guards didn't stop at all and drew their swords and left.

The stagnant corpses of the cavalrymen and the half-dead horses in front had blocked the pursuit of the cavalrymen behind. The mountain path was originally narrow, and now it was blocked, the cavalrymen in front had no choice but to rein in their horses and stop.

But the slope was steep and there was no flat ground ahead, so it was impossible for the horse to stop just like that.

The cavalrymen who rushed in the front had no time to jump off the saddle. There was only a loud bang, dust flying, and blood splattering.

Several groups of cavalrymen piled up together and were all tripped by the corpses in front of them.

Suddenly there was wailing everywhere and the situation was horrific.

Immediately afterwards, some of the cavalrymen behind him who were quick-eyed and quick-handed immediately abandoned their horses and fled. When they fell off their horses, their thick armor could protect their lives, but those who were less lucky did not have a chance to escape and fell directly off their horses and were trampled to death.

The horse's hooves stepped on the armor and slipped, and the cavalrymen on it fell together again.

The neighing of horses and the screams of people continued. Xia Zhiyuan looked back and then looked away. In her hand she still held the ink-colored token engraved with His Highness' name.

Since His Highness trusts her, she cannot let Him be disappointed in her.

However, my body is really useless. I am almost exhausted after just such a long journey. If it weren’t for the bottle of potion that Xia Zhiyuan exchanged from the system when I came here before, which could maintain my physical strength for a short period of time.

I guess he has already fainted by now.

Soon, the horse brought her to the square in front of the imperial mausoleum, which was used for the final sacrificial ceremony. Countless civil servants squatted on the ground with their heads in their hands, trembling with fear.

They had been sitting at their desks for years, reviewing official documents from various provinces. How could they have ever seen such a scene? Even when the emperor reviewed the troops, the soldiers were always polite and there had never been such a bloody scene.

But a few people who had been on the battlefield also mingled among the crowd, holding their heads with their hands. They were not trembling or afraid, but just watched the development of events coldly.

These old scoundrels from the civil service are so scared when they see real guns and swords. They are so useless and in such a miserable state.

Except for some neutral officials who did not take sides, the rest were divided into two groups, with King Wen's supporters protecting him.

He looked directly into Zhao Changlin's eyes with strong hostility.

The officials who supported Her Royal Highness the Princess gradually moved closer to Zhao Changlin. Of course, some of them saw the "influence" of the rescue by the unexpected shadow guards.

"Your Highness...!"

Xia Zhiyuan pulled the horse's reins hard, but due to the inertia of rushing down the hillside, the horse stepped on the flat bluestone square a few times and still rushed forward.

She had trouble controlling her strength and could only act based on her feelings.

Zhao Changlin heard a familiar voice and turned around, only to see Xia Zhiyuan's familiar and beautiful face appear in front of him. She was riding a horse and looked a little flustered.

That’s right, in such a scenario, even she couldn’t guarantee that she would win, but... Xia Zhiyuan was the only person she could trust.

He is the only person she trusts.

Only she could mobilize the shadow guards without the knowledge of King Wen.

However, Zhao Changlin did not expect how Xia Zhiyuan would provide support for the "Ten Swords" guarding the prison in such a short time.

“Jump down…!”

"I'll catch you!"