Your Majesty, Empress Is Escaping - C23

After saying that, she stood on her tiptoes and ran down the stairs. Murong Hao could only guess from the wolf howls that she was still safe.

“Crown Prince?” The deputy general looked at Ink Yan who rushed out first, came back to his senses, picked up his weapon and waited for the command.

Murong Hao immediately followed up with the first order. Gather all those who can fight, and take up your weapons against the wolves! ” The deputy general shouted “Yes,” and led the way downstairs.

At this time, Murong Hao gave another order.

“After you go downstairs, if you have the chance, release the slaves. Let them participate in the battle too! ”

The assistant general’s voice became clearer and clearer. The sturdy figure rushed down the stairs like the wind, heading straight for the corridor of the side room where the relay station was located.

At the same time, Ink Yan had already charged into the group of Sirians with her weapon. Her goal was simple: to find the White Wolf King and use force to force it to retreat.

There were only ten cars left standing alone in the pitch black camp, like abandoned dogs, silently waiting for their next opportunity. Not to mention the howling of the wolves, there wasn’t even a insect to be heard. Ink Yan ventured to open a door, only to discover that it was empty.

Weren’t the Sirians the only ones to send out the wolves to attack? How could there be no ambush?

Ink Yan was stunned again.

Then, with a whoosh, a tube of sparks burst from behind her, cutting through the air and flying up into the night sky. A row of human figures slowly appeared on the road behind her. All of them wore leather armour and braids, and the long blade in their hands was curved.

This was a typical Sky Wolf Weapon!

With just one glance, Mo Yan tightened her grip on her weapon, hiding behind the shaft of the chariot and looking out.

Someone lit a torch behind the figure, and a row of nearly black shadows was parted, revealing the figure of a person hiding in the back. The man’s face was shrouded in shadow, but he wore three pairs of shiny gold earrings, and on his chest hung a large gold lock inlaid with blood-red agate, blue turquoise, and large white cat eyes.

Ink Yan could clearly hear one of the Sirians calling out to her like this.

“General Morda!”

Mist Grass!

This was a fucking narrow path for enemies to cross! Previously, when she was upstairs, she was still curious about why this guy killed the dancers and disappeared, but now she got the standard answer downstairs!

This Heavenly Wolf General had brought along his own clansmen and was standing downstairs, waiting to attack the wolf pack! However, hadn’t his scheme with Imperial Uncle Big Dipper already succeeded by more than half? Why would he wait downstairs and watch the white wolf?

asked Morda, casually, with his weapon in one hand.

“Who went in?”

The soldier reported back, “It’s not His Highness, the Crown Prince! And not his aide-de-camp! Although the figure is small, it is very nimble. The sound of her landing and running is very soft, so she should be an assassin born martial general. ” With that, he pointed to the back of the car where Mo Yan was hiding, “There!”

Molda pursed his lips in amusement and stared at the thin figure behind the black lacquer wheel. His eyes were sharp as he saw the footprints scattered on the floor, and he didn’t even bother to pull out his blade. He leisurely walked forward a few steps and asked, “Are you Cao Nima who is next to Murong Hao?”

The Ink Mist clanged, dropping the sword. “The voice that came from behind the shaft was very calm.” What are you doing here? ”

“Then what are you doing here?” Molda also ignored her words, and slowly drew his weapon out. At the same time, he maintained his composure and spoke, “There is no crown prince here, only my White Wolf King.” You snuck into my Heavenly Wolf Camp at night, could it be that you’re planning to send it a midnight snack? “