Ordinary military training could never reach such a level.
From this, one can tell.
Yan Jiang indeed has some capability.
Soon after.
Everyone, including Ye Liuyun, reassembled at the starting point of the autumn hunt.
Yan Fuhai remained seated high on his horse, his expression unchanged, as if he had anticipated such a situation.
"Your M-Majesty!"
At that moment.
A court official, looking disheveled, rushed out from the forest and knelt on the ground, exclaiming.
"Assassin! There are assassins in the forest!"
"Whoosh!"
As he spoke, an arrow flew out, piercing his neck directly.
Some people were frightened by this situation, while others remained indifferent, not caring about the man's life and instead looked toward the depths of the forest.
Sure enough.
The next moment, a group of soldiers marched out from the woods with coordinated steps.
Their whole bodies exuded a murderous aura.
They surrounded the area with a sharp gaze.
"W-Who are you?"
