A masked assassin drew his sword but in an instant he was struck in the shoulder by an arrow flying out near the carriage. The immense force sent him tumbling onto the ground, throwing his whole body into the air.
He slammed hard into the tree, staggered and collapsed to the ground, and fell unconscious.
The coachman, hit by an arrow, had already fallen.
The horse, startled, began to run forward in a panic.
This was a mountain road, and the cliff was immediately ahead.
"Protect the princess!"
The guards accompanying her shouted.
However, they were obstructed by a wave of assassins descending from the sky, leaving them engaged in fierce combat.
"Hold tight!" Gu Jiao let go of the princess, placing her hand on the carriage's handrail, "Grip it!"
"Yes!" The princess nodded nervously, her heart in her throat, but at a time of crisis, she didn't fail. She didn't add chaos for Gu Jiao.
She clung tightly to the handrail.