Children of Loulan

Chapter 437 Crisis

Chapter 437 Crisis

It turned out that after the group of black-clad men who had already appeared, there was actually another group of black-clad men who were like ghosts, quietly ambushing on both sides of the palace. They hid in the shadows, like cheetahs waiting for an opportunity, which made people shudder.

However, relying on Bayer's years of experience, she keenly realized that this group of men in black did not seem to be the same as the previous ones.

Those men in black before were quick and agile, and every move they made revealed a sense of professionalism and ruthlessness. They were obviously professional killers in the underworld.

The group behind them, although they were also well hidden, had a unique temperament in their posture and movements. Their steps were neat and their postures were upright, more like soldiers from a military camp. Moreover, since they arrived, they quickly found a place to hide without making any sound.

This made Bayer unable to determine their exact number, and she could only vaguely feel that their number was definitely no less than 500. Bayer frowned tightly, and a strong sense of uneasiness surged in her heart. She realized that there might be more than one person behind this who wanted to kill His Royal Highness, and so many people were sent out at the same time. It seemed that they were determined to kill His Royal Highness tonight!

Bayer was extremely anxious, as if a raging fire was burning in her heart. She understood better than anyone that the prince's life was in danger at the moment. If she wanted to save the prince, she had to hurry up and get help immediately. But what lay before her was an almost insurmountable gap - how to safely leave this dangerous place.

She stood on the tree, frowning, and looked at the enemies below who were not too far away from her. These people were eyeing her like a tiger, and surrounded the palace tightly. If she rode back to the capital without hesitation, it would be a trap, and those people would definitely chase her like mad dogs to stop her. They were numerous and powerful, and they were holding shining weapons in their hands. She was alone, and even if she had high martial arts skills, she might not be able to escape under such a huge disparity in power.

Bayer took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down. She was concentrating on observing the terrain below, her eyes as sharp as an eagle, not missing any details, trying to find a safe way out;

While thinking rapidly in his mind, like a top strategist planning a life-and-death battle, he was thinking about how to cleverly break through the enemy's defenses and successfully get reinforcements.

Time passed quietly as she was thinking intensely. After a while, Bayer finally came up with an idea. She carefully stretched out one leg to test the branch's bearing capacity, then slid down the tree lightly, being extremely cautious with every move, fearing that any sound would attract the enemy's attention. After landing, she immediately lowered her head and bent over, like an agile cheetah, using the cover of the surrounding grass and trees to grope for the position of the hidden horse.

The horse seemed to sense the owner's nervousness and pawed its hooves anxiously. Bayer didn't bother to comfort it, and quickly took off her coat. Then, she found a few branches and picked up a few fist-sized stones.

She first wrapped a few stones carefully with cloth, like a precious treasure, and then hung them on the horse's back. After doing all this, she grabbed the horse's mane with both hands, kicked the ground hard, and immediately jumped on the horse.

After getting on the horse, Bayer did not rush to run away. She quickly used branches to support her coat, as if she was sitting on the horse, and held the coat upright behind her.

She leaned over the horse's back to confuse the enemy. At this moment, she had only one thought in her mind, which was to run back to the capital alive to get reinforcements and save the prince's life.

Her eyes revealed determination and courage. She was seen holding the cloth bag filled with stones tightly in one hand. The cloth bag was heavy and seemed to carry the hope of life in her hand.

In her other hand, she held a sharp dagger firmly, which flashed a cold light in the dim light. She gritted her teeth, used all her strength, and stabbed the dagger into the horse's buttocks.

The horse felt pain and let out a long cry that shook the night sky. The sound was filled with endless pain and anger, and it echoed in the wilderness for a long time. Then, the horse's four hooves flew, and it ran forward with all its might, raising dust all the way.

Those men in black hiding in the dark were like poisonous snakes lurking in the shadows. When they noticed someone riding a horse towards the capital to ask for help, several pairs of sinister eyes lit up instantly.

Almost at the same time, several men in black quickly drew their bows, sharp arrows on the strings, and aimed accurately at Bayer. Then, several sharp sounds of "Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh" pierced the silent night sky, like the howling of the god of death. Several arrows shot at Bayer at the same time like meteors, with a powerful impact.

With a few muffled "puff puff" sounds, several arrows accurately shot at Bayer's coat. Because the impact of the arrows was too strong, the coat flew out instantly like a bird that was hit.

Bayer also let out a terrible scream when she saw this. The scream seemed to come from the depths of her soul, full of pain and despair. While she was screaming, she threw the cloth bag in her hand with all her strength in the direction where the coat flew.

There was a loud bang, like the sound of a person falling heavily to the ground. When the hidden men in black heard the sound, they all looked at the coat that fell to the ground. They saw that the coat was lying there quietly, without any movement.

The horse, frightened by the sudden change, neighed and ran away. The men in black thought that Bayer had been shot dead by them, so they stopped chasing him and slowly disappeared back into the darkness, leaving only the sound of horses' hooves getting weaker and weaker!

At this moment, the palace was so quiet that it seemed as if time had stood still. Keremu was still sitting in the room like a towering statue, and the air around him seemed to become heavy because of his presence.

His hands held the extremely sharp sword steadily, his eyes were tightly closed, his long eyelashes cast a faint shadow on his cheeks, and the lines on his face were hard and cold, as if carved by a knife or an axe.

At this moment, a gentle breeze blew in from the window like a naughty elf. The breeze gently brushed his face and ruffled a few strands of his black hair.

At the moment when the breeze blew on his face, he immediately opened his eyes, and his eyes, which had been tightly closed, instantly burst into a sharp light like an eagle. His eyes were like a meteor in the cold night, staring straight ahead, as if he could penetrate the wall and see the danger lurking outside.

At the same time, there was a sound of hurried footsteps outside the palace, and then, Bai Xi pushed the door open with a bad look on his face. His clothes were rustling in the wind, and his face was full of worry and uneasiness. He walked quickly to Keremu and said respectfully: "Your Highness, they are here, and conservatively estimated to be more than a hundred people!"

Compared to Baixi's worry, Keremu was much calmer. There was no panic on his face, and he still maintained a calm and composed expression. He slowly picked up the teacup that had long gone cold beside him. The teacup looked particularly small in his hand.