Chapter 882: The Fire General's Next Wife (60)

As Makino dismounted, Xia Qiu sat on the horse's back.

"My fellow, are you still able to cross people today?" Mu Ye asked forward.

The ferryman at the ferry took off his bamboo hat, glanced at him, but said nothing.

Xia Qiu vaguely heard Xisuo's voice, and the vaguely tense atmosphere was in the eyes of these ferrymen and in the hands of these long-term cargo workers.

These people, from the corner of their eyes, all stared at them vaguely,

Swish, a sharp white light pierced Xia Qiu's face.

"Makino!"

In front of the ferry, the ferryman whom Muye asked suddenly pulled out a sharp dagger from under his bamboo hat, and wiped it fiercely at Makino's throat.

Those who came were not kind, these people were all here to assassinate them.

There was a choking sound, and at a critical moment, Makino dodged, snatched the long knife from the hand of the long worker who was sneaking up behind him, and then slashed the dagger in the ferryman's hand.

The blood-sweat horse snorted uncomfortably and was used to the battlefield. This scene did not startle the horse, but all the assassins on the cargo ship and the small boat rushed towards Makino, while the other part of the people also aimed directly at Xia Qiu. .

Holding the reins of the sweat-blooded horse, the assassin holding the dagger slashed at Xia Qiu's calf from the side. Xia Qiu pinched the horse's belly, and the sweat-blood horse neighed, and raised its front hooves and stomped heavily on the assassin's chest.

The assassin flew out, the bloody horse landed steadily, but Xia Qiu and Muye became two isolated islands surrounded.

The long knife flew wantonly in Makino's hand, blood spattered everywhere, and he kept approaching Xia Qiu's direction. If Xia Qiu and the sweaty horse hadn't responded calmly to stabilize his heart, he might have been red-eyed by this time.

The shoulders and chest were torn apart, and the dripping blood stained the pale robe. Not far away, the carriage and entourage were approaching.

Although they didn't bring any masters, their entourages had followed Mu Ye for many years, enough to fight against a hundred.

but……

This assassination was obviously planned long ago, Makino looked carefully at the situation, these assassins are not only not weak, but also well-trained!

"Qiuqiu, come this way!" Makino looked around, shocked by his solitude, the assassins around him didn't dare to approach him for a while, so he shouted suddenly.

Looking at Makino, Xia Qiu already understood what he meant.

Even if she was added, there were fifty or sixty people besieging them, and she and Makino were no match.

The battle of trapped beasts will not last long after all, only a desperate fight can have a chance of survival!

The red sweat horse rushed straight forward like a gust of wind. With long knives and daggers, Xia Qiu lowered his body to dodge the stabbing weapons, while the painful horse on the legs and back of the horse moved forward tenaciously. , the blood-red coat color can no longer tell whether it is sweat or blood.

"General!" The bloody horse finally rushed to Makino's side.

Ahead across the pier is a wide river, Xia Qiu lowered his body and stretched out his hand to Makino.

But Makino didn't touch her, turned over and stepped on the stirrup, and the tacit understanding with the bloody horse for many years allowed him to get on the horse smoothly, holding Xia Qiu in his arms, and brandishing the long knife in his hand.

The figures of the two were like a sharp arrow, they were caught off guard and killed a bloody path in the siege, and then waited for the assassins to chase and surround them, but the scarlet sweat horse directly leaped into the air and led the two on the horse, and jumped directly into the river middle.

The turbulent river and the sight of two people on one horse quickly disappeared from the sight of the assassins.

"Boss, what should we do?" An assassin beside him asked.

The leader of the assassins tore off the masked black scarf, looking a bit annoyed, "Catch me!"

"Where are those people behind?" Makino's entourage and carriage.

"Kill it, leave no one behind!" He said coldly, except for the beard on his lips, the appearance of the assassin leader was strikingly similar to that of the queen in the palace.