Rebirth Strategy: Please let me go

An Jinshu's nervous palms were sweating as the other party walked towards them, because Sheng Huaian was protecting her behind him, so even if she made some small moves, the other party wouldn't notice.

When the other party came closer, Sheng Huaian finally shouted the word: "Run!"

He shouted "Run" and told the opponent to pull out the knife, but An Jinshu suddenly jumped out from behind Sheng Huaian and sprinkled the medicinal powder in his hand towards the opponent. I don't know what kind of medicine the powder was made from, but it didn't clump when it met the water. Just as a gust of wind blew, the medicinal powder was blown directly into the group of people.

While the powder was delayed, An Jinshu and Sheng Huaian turned around and ran away.

But the other party is not an ordinary gangster. Although the medicine powder inhaled the burning pain in the lungs, it could not make them give up chasing.

So after a brief panic, they raised their knives and chased An Jinshu in the direction where they fled.

An Jinshu really wanted to cry, as if she was either on the run or being hunted these days. When will these days end?

"Brother Huai'an, you and I need to run away separately, so that at least one of us can survive."

An Jinshu felt that her physical strength was beginning to decline, so she pretended to give advice in order not to drag down Sheng Huaian.

Sheng Huaian shook his head: "No, I can't let you go alone."

An Jinshu still wanted to persuade her, but he said: "Don't talk. The wind will make your stomach uncomfortable."

Seeing his persistence, An Jinshu didn't say anything.

Just running, the two of them ran into a dead end.

I pushed and pushed the palace doors on both sides, but they were locked from the inside. There was no way forward and there were dead ends on both sides.

Sheng Huaian pulled her and was about to run back, but with a hideous laugh, a scimitar flew out of the night and plunged straight into Sheng Huaian's shoulder.

An Jinshu watched helplessly as the knife plunged into Sheng Huaian's shoulder, and the man collapsed to the ground in front of her.

"Brother Huai'an!" An Jinshu shouted and rushed over, helping Sheng Huai'an up from the ground. His face was pale and his hands were shaking because of fear: "How are you?"

The wound on Sheng Huaian's shoulder was bleeding out. An Jinshu wanted to cover it for him, but the knife was like a hook hooking into his flesh. As long as An Jinshu touched it, the blood would flow even more fiercely.

She looked at the bloody man and was so panicked that she didn't know what to do, but as the footsteps approached in her ears, she didn't care about anything else and glared at the person coming, keeping Sheng Huai'an behind her.

Sheng Huaian pressed her shoulder and tried to pull her behind him, but the wound was in heart-rending pain whenever she moved. He let out a cry of pain and let his hand fall down.

"I recognize you..." The rebel leader looked at An Jinshu with a sinister smile on his face: "You are the woman His Highness kidnapped, that old man An Ruhe 's daughter."

An Jinshu stared at him with cold eyes and no fear: "I'm not. You got the wrong person."

But the other party laughed loudly: "I will know if I catch you and come to His Highness."

After that, the man stepped forward to arrest him. An Jinshu squeezed the dagger in his hand and planned to fight.

But it was also at this time that a horse neighed in the night, and a flying sword shot out of the air with a powerful force as fast as lightning and headed towards the rebel leader.

The rebel leader dodged in embarrassment. Although the movement was ugly, he really escaped this powerful blow.

A carp rolled up from the ground and stood up. The rebel leader held a machete in his hand and looked into the darkness on guard.

"Tap tap tap..." The rhythmic sound of horse hooves came, but An Jinshu's heart started to beat wildly.

She looked at the place where the voice came from, and a pair of evil eyes suddenly appeared in her mind.

Could it be him?

People in the night appeared according to An Jinshu's guess.

When he saw the visitor, An Jinshu, he was stunned, and then his face showed ecstasy: "Brother?"

Seeing An Jinran, the rebel leader seemed to have seen a ghost: "You...you are from the An family!"

"Impossible, His Highness said that the An family was secretly dealt with by His Majesty!" The rebels behind him looked at each other, talking in confusion.

An Jinran looked at them with his bright eyes as if he were looking at a group of dead people.

"Little sister, come, come here." An Jinran waved to An Jinshu.

An Jinshu quickly helped Sheng Huaian and went to An Jinran's place.

An Jinran did not stay after picking up the two of them. He sent someone to help Sheng Huaian get on his horse, while he took An Jinshu off his horse and left. It was obvious that his purpose of coming here was not to deal with the rebels.

Seeing that they were about to leave, the rebels rushed up with their swords raised, but before they could make a move, two rows of archers appeared on both sides of the city wall, reaching directly to where they were.

Before they could react, flying arrows fell from the sky with the sound of breaking wind. In an instant, the rebel leader was the only one left in the group of rebels.

He no longer had the previous complacency, so he threw away the knife and fell to the ground, shouting for mercy.

...........

Looking at the rebels behind him who were reduced to only one in the blink of an eye, An Jinshu felt countless confusions and doubts in his heart.

With such strength, how could the rebels be allowed to invade the imperial city?

"Brother, are you okay? What is going on?"

An Jinran was looking straight ahead as he galloped his horse, his expression uncertain as if he was thinking about how to say: "Now is not the time to talk about this. I will send you out of the palace. I will have a chance to explain myself after this matter is settled."

An Jinshu also knew that now was not a good time to reminisce about the past, so he hummed lightly.

As the sound of horse hooves gradually slowed down, An Jinshu suddenly saw that the path they must pass was already covered with mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and the sky was filled with fire.

An Jinshu stared at the broken limbs on the ground and couldn't help but retched.

"Close your eyes and don't look."

An Jinran frowned as he looked at the horrific scene, and his eyes couldn't help but look towards the direction of the main hall, where the sound of fighting was endless. Just listening to the sound, one could imagine the fierce fighting at the scene.

He could hear An Jinshu himself, and the people behind them also heard it. Qiu Huo stepped forward on his horse and said worriedly: "General, will you bring someone to support?"

However, An Jinran looked back and continued to drive forward: "No, do the tasks assigned by His Highness and don't do anything privately."

"Yes" Qiu Huo accepted the order, clasped his fists and stepped back.

An Jinshu listened to the conversation between the two of them, frowned deeply and looked towards the main hall. The battle situation here was so cruel, and it would be even worse inside.

The group of them rushed to the exit without stopping.

But something unexpected happened when he was about to reach the exit.

The sound of rapid horse hooves came from behind.

Turning around, they saw a group of people running towards where they were.

The leader was dressed in a military uniform covered in blood, covering his chest with one hand, with anger and unwillingness between his brows.

Behind him were hundreds of people, all of them looking like rats crossing the street, with gray heads and faces full of panic.

Behind them, a man stood tall and tall, wearing a battle robe and holding a sword in his hand. His black hair was tied up and dancing wildly in the wind with the galloping horse.

His eyes are like bright stars, as cold as frost, and his whole body is full of evil energy, just like the return of the God of War.