Canglan Empress

Chapter 281 Assassination
The official road was quiet, only the clacking of horseshoes could be heard very clearly.

The cavalrymen in black robes and black armor looked around and listened to all directions, all of them were majestic and majestic, like sharp swords about to be unsheathed.

Even though it seems peaceful now, they still dare not take it lightly.After all, they have encountered countless assassinations along the way.

Although the opponent's entire army was wiped out, the safety of his master's life still cannot be ignored.

"Your Highness, you will arrive at the capital of the Dayong Dynasty after another thirty miles."

The men on the two black horses on the left and right sides of the carriage are all about 27 or [-] years old. The man on the left is in Tsing Yi and silver hair, with handsome features and a dignified and deep appearance.

The man on the right has a smooth and fair face, steady eyebrows, and straight sword eyebrows. His thin figure is wrapped in a blue robe and a black belt is tied around his waist, making him look calm and steady.

Although he is dressed similarly to the man on the left, his temperament is obviously different.

Hearing the words, the man on the soft couch hummed casually, his voice was like clear spring water, and it was particularly comfortable and pleasant.

"Your Highness, are you tired?" The man on the left turned his head to look at the carriage, and vaguely saw the man sitting quietly inside, "Do you want to find a place to rest?"

"You don't need to rest." The man in the car said Wenya, "Someone should come to pick you up soon—"

Before the words fell, the originally quiet air suddenly became tense and cold.

The men on the left and right froze at the same time, and looked at each other calmly, their brows suddenly became as cold and sharp as ice swords.

The murderous aura soaking through his skin hit him little by little, covering the surroundings of the carriage like a net in an instant.

The man in white sitting in the car sat quietly reading a book without saying a word as if he hadn't noticed anything.

There was a sharp neighing sound, and then countless messy but sharp voices followed, as if responding to the king's order.

The cavalry behind the carriage raised their heads in unison, and their expressions changed slightly.

The breeze is bright and the moon is bright, the sky is blue and the clouds are white.

Such a beautiful scenery was destroyed by a dark black.

Countless ferocious hawks and falcons swooped in from a distance, their mouths made a sound that made people feel emotional, and their sharp eagle claws curled up slightly, sweeping towards the fragrance of the carriage with a posture ready to go ——

The sound of drawing swords in unison sounded, the guards in front protected the carriage with their swords, and the cavalry behind them took out their bows and arrows in one order, drew the bows and stringed them, and the arrows glowing with cold light were facing the direction of the falcon.

In the air in the distance, there is a faintly weird music that seems to be faintly coming, as if secretly controlling this group of vicious falcons.

Whoosh...

Countless sharp arrows shot at the hordes of falcons with absolute force, and black eagles fell from midair under the attack of the sharp arrows.

But death obviously cannot bring them fear and retreat.

One after another, fierce and ruthless.

One after another, they kept swooping down in the direction of the carriage.

"I've probably run out of killers. Use Eagle Strike this time?" The cold voice came from the man on the left, with a slight hint of sarcasm as the corners of his lips raised slightly.

"Whether it's a human attack or an eagle attack, as long as it can achieve the goal." The man on the right said lightly, holding the scabbard by his side with one hand, and looked up at the eagle that kept swooping down. It's really something."

(End of this chapter)