Chapter 1233 - 909: Why Do They Still Dare to Attack?!
"Watch out!"
She instinctively cried out, but before the sound could escape, the cold glint had already transformed into a bolt of lightning, swiftly shooting towards the carriage!
With a "thud," an arrow deeply embedded itself into the window frame of the carriage!
Pei Xingyuan was stunned, incredulously turning his head to see the arrow lodged just inches from his face, narrowly missing him! His expression changed instantly, and he shouted towards Su Qinglan, who was equally shocked outside the window: "Get down!"
Saying this, he quickly lowered the curtain.
At the same time, the guards escorting him snapped into action, swiftly retreating around the carriage, and in a flurry of motion, unsheathed their curved swords from their waists. In an instant, cold gleams flashed and murderous intent filled the air. The people on the long street were terrified at the sight, with some screaming in fright. Unaware of the situation, a few saw the government officers drawing their swords and were immediately panic-stricken, fleeing in all directions.
Suddenly, chaos erupted in the long street.
Su Qinglan, pushed aside by the guards who quickly returned to surround the carriage, staggered to the side of the street, her face turning pale with fear. But before she could collect herself, a few more whooshing sounds came from behind, followed by several arrows whistling through the air.
"Be careful, there are assassins!"
"Protect the prisoner!"
The guards reacted swiftly, swinging their swords with fierce momentum, blocking several incoming arrows. Clanging sounds echoed as those arrows were chopped down and fell to the ground, though a few managed to penetrate and strike the outside of the carriage!
One guard, reacting quickly, raised his head in the direction of the arrow feathers, indeed spotting a dark figure on the rooftops across the long street. As their eyes met, the figure seemed to panic and turned to flee!
"The assassin is there!"
The guard shouted, immediately sprinting over to apprehend the assassin.
The remaining guards, spotting figures hiding at street corners and rooftops from the directions the arrows came, also charged forward, swinging their swords in pursuit.
At this moment, standing by the window on the second floor, Shang Ruyi was also in a panic. She had never expected such an event to occur!
Someone was actually trying to assassinate Pei Xingyuan!
Who could it be?
The Crown Prince? Or the Crown Princess Consort?
Why!?
Why would they dare to make a move?
Why would they dare to act at this moment?!
Countless questions surged in her mind like a tide, engulfing her in overwhelming anxiety. She turned hurriedly to Yu Wenye beside her: "What’s going on!"
Yu Wenye’s brows furrowed tightly.
Clearly, he hadn’t anticipated anyone would attempt to assassinate Pei Xingyuan at this moment. But there was no time to answer, or even think, especially seeing the guards pursuing the traces of the discovered assassins, leaving only a few guards around the carriage. Two of them had just been hit by arrows in the shoulder and thigh, clutching their swords tightly like startled birds, nervously backing against the carriage while scanning their surroundings.
The carriage had several arrows sticking into it, with even two piercing through the curtain and into the compartment, yet inside there was no sound.
Was Pei Xingyuan injured?
How was he?
Shang Ruyi anxiously watched the carriage, yearning to rush down and check the situation inside. But before she could turn, her wrist was suddenly seized. She looked back to see Yu Wenye grabbing her with one hand, while placing a curved finger below his lower lip with the other, and whistling sharply towards the street below.
The piercing whistle traveled downward immediately.
When they entered this tavern earlier, the accompanying guards all remained downstairs, stationed at the tavern entrance. Seeing the chaos unfolding in the street, these few people were equally shocked, but they had their duties. Even if blood flooded outside, they had to hold their positions, protecting King Qin and Princess Qin. At the sound of King Qin’s whistle, the leader immediately looked up.
Yu Wenye gestured towards him and glanced at the carriage.
The guard understood, whispered a few words to others around him, and all of them placed a hand on their sword hilts at their waists, not advancing immediately, but keeping a close watch on the carriage in front.
In almost a blink, the guards pursuing the assassins had already disappeared from sight.
However, chaos reigned on the long street as those near the carriage moved away knowing what had happened, while people elsewhere, hearing the whooshing sounds and cries of agony, and hearing from someone that the government officers were killing, ran in panic like headless chickens, and soon the crowd swept towards this direction.
The remaining guards’ faces changed drastically, immediately shouting: "Get back! Everyone get back!"
They realized the situation was unfavorable without knowing how many assassins were still around, and with people everywhere, someone might take advantage of the chaos. Thus they shouted desperately, but the more they shouted, the more chaotic it became. Even the drunken men who had been drinking all night, still hungover in the taverns and inns, were startled, running out of the taverns.
Instantly, the long street became even more chaotic.
At this moment, a few drunkards who stumbled out of the tavern suddenly changed their demeanor, swiftly drawing knives from their sleeves and lunging towards the carriage.
The guards were all vigilant towards the people on the long street, unable to watch their backs, but Su Qinglan, who stood stunned by the recent events, noticed and screamed: "There are assassins, be careful!"
The guards hurriedly turned around.
But it was too late by then; they had positioned themselves by the street to prevent people from crashing into the carriage, without anticipating assassins would leap out from the tavern. At that moment, they attacked from behind, with one directly leaping onto the carriage, reaching to lift the curtain.
At that critical moment, Yu Wenye’s subordinate dashed across the long street!
Upon receiving orders, they had already begun running towards the opposite side of the street, but the surging crowd made it hard to reach swiftly. Just as the assassin was about to enter the carriage, the leading guard hurled his sword forward with force.
The large knife spun forward, striking the assassin’s arm forcefully.
The person cried out, falling off the carriage immediately, while others tried to rush up, but the remaining guards and Yu Wenye’s subordinates arrived, engaging them in combat instantly.
One of the assassins glanced back at Su Qinglan, who had just warned the guards, gritting his teeth in hatred: "Filthy woman!"
Saying so, he charged towards her, wielding his blade.
Su Qinglan turned pale with fright, hurriedly trying to flee, but already too late; she felt the cold wind mixed with the blade’s sharp chill crashing towards her!