Chapter 951: Biography of Qin Zhou 2
With a few "swish swish swish", three arrows pierced through the air and came quickly. Qin Zhou hugged Murong Jin and avoided it sideways. The arrows passed her ears and landed behind him.
Qin Zhou's heart sank. She came to hunt today, and she had ordered to go down to clear the field last night. It is impossible for idlers to enter the hunting ground.
"Aniang, are there any assassins?" Murong Jin asked, ignorant of the danger, but still very excited, holding Qin Zhou's neck with both hands.
"Hutou listen to what Auntie says, just hug Auntie, and don't let go of anything you see." She raised her whip, a cold light flashed in her eyes, and rode her horse quickly to the southeast.
Over there, the imperial guards are deployed.
Assassins sneaked in, there couldn't be many of them, if it wasn't for the tiger's head, she didn't have to escape.
Hutou was obedient and hugged Qin Zhou tightly, but his little head couldn't help but look towards the assassin.
"Aniang, I saw a person on the top of the mountain."
As soon as the words fell, three more "swish, swish, swish" arrows struck. Qin Zhou drew out his sword and knocked out two of them, but the horse's leg still hit one.
The horse under him began to twitch due to the pain, and several assassins suddenly appeared on both sides, and rushed over with their swords in hand.
Holding a sword in one hand, Qin Zhou hugged Murong Jin in the other, jumped up, stepped on the horse's head and flew towards the hillside ahead.
"Qin Zhou dog thief, take your life!" Several assassins appeared in front of him.
Qin Zhou had no intention of fighting, and the sound of arrows behind him continued. Withstood a few moves, hugged Murong Jin tightly, and the two rolled down the hillside.
It's still a little far away from the imperial army, so I'm afraid it's too late to run there. Fortunately, the hillside can block the archers, she only needs to resist these assassins with swords.
It's just that she must fight quickly to prevent the archers from chasing her.
The assassins also jumped down and surrounded Qin Zhou and Murong Jin tightly.
"Qinzhou dog thief, everyone can punish him, kill him!" The leader, the man in black, gave an order, and the group attacked him.
More than a dozen assassins attacked desperately, killing each other with knives.
Qin Zhou held Murong Jin in his arms, struggling a little under the shadow of swords and swords. But she was born as a general after all, and her endurance is beyond the reach of ordinary people.
Occasionally, some assassins took advantage of Qin Zhou to block the attack of the others, and directly stabbed at the tiger's head, but they were all beaten back by the scars, and they were directly fatal.
Soon they discovered that if they only attacked Qin Zhou, this magical rope would not appear. Therefore, everyone concentrated their combat power on Qin Zhou, and no one attacked Murong Jin again.
In this way, Qin Zhou's mind was reassured, and he hacked two assassins to death one after another.
Even so, Qin Zhou still had several scratches on his arm, and his body was stained with blood.
"Qin Zhou, I advise you to be subdued obediently, we can still save this child's life." The leader of the assassins who had never made a move sneered.
Qin Zhou ignored it. Now there are only four assassins left, and they are all wounded. It won't take long for her to deal with them.
"It seems that you are going to die with him in your arms, I will help you!" The assassin leader waved his hand, and the remaining six assassins stepped back. Three archers surrounded Qin Zhou and Murong Jin. down the hill.
"Hutou, hold on tight, Auntie!" Unexpectedly, the archer came after him so quickly. With his back against the hillside, Qin Zhou tore off the cloth strips and tied Murong Jin up, ready to fight to the death.
The leader of the assassins looked at her and didn't stop him. He appreciated Qin Zhou's struggle with great satisfaction, and even thought about how to sit on the throne with her head after Qin Zhou's death.
"preparation!"