Jiang Li waved his hand, and the Vine Armor Army rushed down the mountain path in front of Prince Huai and his entourage, surrounding them.
Prince Huai's face changed, and he said in a deep voice, "Go, head into the mountains."
Prince Huai changed direction and headed into the mountains behind him.
"Whoosh..."
The sharp sound of breaking wind echoed far in the pitch-black night sky. Everyone heard it, and their faces changed. Prince Huai shouted, "Quick, dodge, it's a bed crossbow."
Jiang Li and his group had been waiting here for a long time, naturally well prepared.
Prince Huai and his entourage were already in the encirclement of the Vine Armor Army; escaping was not going to be easy.
Just as he finished speaking, two unlucky personal soldiers were pierced by the bed crossbow, and the tremendous force pushed their bodies off the mountain path.
"Release!"
A sharp command rang out, and countless arrows flew towards Prince Huai and his entourage.
