The eldest princess is obsessed with rebellion, but there are six male protagonists

I don’t know whether Su Fengyi is unlucky or the little prince of Beilu is too lucky, but in any case, the little prince of Beilu is not destined to die.

There was a Northern Tartar soldier who was eager to make a contribution and ran faster than the Northern Tartar prince, and happened to stand between the two of them.

All three arrows were given to this scapegoat, wasting Su Fengyi's three good arrows.

The palace soldiers had to cross the river, and it was not convenient for them to carry so many quivers, so Su Fengyi hung several quivers on the little white dragon. However, she felt bad about wasting them on cannon fodder.

The little prince of the Northern Tartars was attacked by surprise. He gnashed his teeth in anger, waved the long sword in his hand, and shouted loudly behind him:

"Don't run away if you have the guts, come and fight me!"

Su Fengyi gave him a provocative and contemptuous smile, ignored him, and showed no sign of wanting to fight. She waved her whip and ran even faster.

The little white dragon rode away in a flash, not only leaving behind the cursing voice of the little prince of the Northern Tartars, but also caught up with the old man Qian, whose face had turned even darker with fear, in a matter of minutes.

Old Man Qian’s face was wrinkled uglier than a walnut:

"Oh my God, there are tens of thousands of people chasing you, why are you still running around! Why are you going back? Are you trying to scare me to death?"

Su Fengyi laughed loudly in the wind while running:

"I won't run around anymore. I won't run around anymore. I promise I won't run around anymore. How far is it?"

The two crossed a small river and turned a corner. Old Man Qian pointed forward:

“We’re here!”

Two high mountains stretched before us, towering majestically and blocking the way. There was only a small path winding out between the two mountains. The widest part could accommodate more than ten people walking together, and the narrowest part could only accommodate one or two people walking side by side. It was indeed a true narrow path in the sky.

At this time, the mountain was quiet and peaceful, with only the sounds of insects and birds chirping, and there was no sign of an ambush.

Old Man Qian's heart was beating fast, and he asked worriedly:

"Is there really an ambush? Why does it feel like it? After we pass through the narrow gap and reach the grassland, it is flat land. Without the terrain advantage, we can't escape. Do you want to change the route?"

Su Fengyi took the lead, whipped the horse and left, smiling:

"You can't run away, then you can't run away, Captain Qian, whether you can make the county magistrate kowtow to you depends on this one!"

With the words "The county magistrate kowtows to me" as a boost of honor for his family, Old Man Qian no longer hesitated and followed Su Fengyi into the narrow passage.

The little prince of the Northern Tartars was burned to death today and suffered a defeat, so he was already in a bad mood.

The little prince of the Northern Tartars was filled with rage. He had just been attacked by Su Fengyi and had been despised and mocked by her. He was so angry that his lungs were about to explode. He chased after her and shouted:

"You are a pretty boy who looks like a woman. You dare to sneak attack and laugh at me. You are courting death!"

The little prince of the Northern Tartars only had the two enemies in front of him at this moment. His deputy general saw this gap, but his heart was beating fast, so he advised:

"King, beware of deception, in case of an ambush..."

The little prince of the Northern Tartars was not a reckless person. Upon hearing this, he reined in his horse and raised his hand to signal. The huge Northern Tartar fleeing army behind him also stopped.

Su Fengyi heard something strange behind her and turned her horse around. She saw that the little prince of the Northern Tartars was no longer chasing her, nor was he running away. Instead, he was sitting leisurely on the little white dragon, humming a little tune.

The little prince of Beilu shouted across the air:

"Run! You are a very good runner, why don't you run anymore?"

Su Fengyi smiled and said:

"Chase! Aren't you good at chasing?

Since you don't chase me anymore, I will naturally wait here and watch my great Mu Dynasty army slaughter you without a single piece of armor left."

The little prince of Beilu thought to himself that the emperor of the Great Mu Dynasty not only looked like a woman, but also sounded like a woman. He snorted:

“You, the Great Mu Dynasty, are quite courageous in going to war, even releasing a little emperor as bait.

I won't be fooled. Don't think I don't know that you have prepared an ambush ahead, but I won't take this road!

What can you do to me! "

Just as the little prince of the Northern Tartars finished speaking, a huge rock fell from the sky in the dense forests between the mountains. It smashed onto the ground with a thunderous roar like thunder, creating a big hole. Dust flew all around and startled the birds.

Su Fengyi looked up and saw that a big tree halfway up the mountain was broken in half. Without the cover of the tree, several ambushing soldiers and the huge rocks beside them were exposed.

Looking up further, I wonder how many troops and traps are hidden in the dense forests in the mountains.

The ambushed soldiers were staring at Su Fengyi with horror, as if they were considering whether they had been exposed by pushing the boulder down due to their shaking hands, and whether they should start the rebellion in advance.

Su Fengyi remained calm and looked away as if nothing had happened, pretending that she hadn't seen anything. She pointed at the fallen boulder and laughed at the little prince of Beilu:

"Yes, yes, you are really smart. I have ambushed at least 100,000 soldiers and horses in this mountain.

See this stone? If you dare to walk from here, millions of huge rocks will fall at the same time and smash you into a pulp!

My 100,000 heavenly troops will descend from the sky and will kill all of your remaining troops.

I advise you to change your route. We will meet again later. Farewell. See you later."

After Su Fengyi finished speaking, she laughed loudly, turned her horse's head, and ignored the little prince of the Northern Tartars, and galloped towards the exit of the narrow gap in the sky.

The way he ran madly looked like he was being chased by a ghost, and it looked like he was escaping madly.

The little prince of the Northern Tartars was just testing the waters just now, but he had no idea that the little emperor could make up such a perfunctory lie.

If you really have a hundred thousand soldiers lying in ambush here, why are you running away? !

If you run away, it proves that you don't have any ambush at all, and you are just making up a lie to escape.

You little pretty boy, how dare you tease and deceive me like this in front of my army!

The little prince of the Northern Tartars was so angry that he shouted:

"Chase him! Capture this little emperor alive!"

The deputy general wanted to persuade him again, but the little prince of the Northern Tartars waved his hand and said:

"Confused! No need to say more!

Look around here, is there any sign of an ambush? The stone probably rolled down from the top of the mountain by itself, and was used by this pretty boy to bluff, some kind of empty city stratagem.

If we stop now, we will fall into his trap. If we hesitate for a moment, the pursuers will get closer.

Moreover, if I don’t take advantage of this opportunity to capture the emperor of the Great Mu Dynasty, do I really want to let him walk away so brazenly in front of my army?

There are rumors in the tribe that there is something unclear between me and the Da Mu Dynasty. If I let the emperor of the Da Mu Dynasty go and don't arrest him, the left and right wise kings will have more excuses to declare themselves kings.

Think about it carefully. If we don't capture the emperor of the Great Mu Dynasty and turn the tables, how will we explain to the tribe if we return defeated like this?"

The little prince of the Northern Tartars waved his whip, brandished the sword in his hand with great force, and rode his horse to chase after Su Fengyi.

The deputy general couldn't stop him, and he couldn't let the little prince of the Northern Tartars go alone, so he could only order the army to follow the king and go to the narrow gap.

The pursuers were hot on his heels, and the narrow passage of sky seemed to stretch on and on with seemingly no end.

Several times, Su Fengyi even felt that the Northern Prince's scolding was so close that it was almost touching her ears, and she wondered if she would fail and die at this last step.

The moment the little white dragon brought Su Fengyi out of the narrow gap, Su Fengyi felt that her vision suddenly became clear.

What greets you is endless grassland, the vast world, red flowers and green grass, blue sky and white clouds, which is even more beautiful than a fairyland.

Behind him was rumbling thunder, the earth was shaking, and there were shrill screams and desperate cries, like the howling of evil spirits in the Avici Hell.