Bo Yikao and his party set out from Chaoge and had just passed through Sishui Pass.
Tai Ren was ill, so they could only take the relatively level main road that had been roughly laid out for the Flower and Stone Transport.
But Jiang Midang, King of the Qiang, had anticipated all of this and sent Ehe with a small Qiang force to block this unavoidable route.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh! A rain of arrows came into view.
"Dismount!" Bo Yikao roared. His Palace Dress hindered his movements, but he was skilled in mounted archery and immediately swung down from his horse.
The next instant, the arrows swept toward them, taking several lives at once.
"Take them!" Ehe sneered, and the Qiang riders charged toward the convoy.
The Qiang!
"Up the mountain!"
Bo Yikao did not understand why the Qiang were here, but the situation was urgent. There was no room for hesitation. At his command, they fled up the mountain.
They could never escape by simply running. Their pursuers were all cavalry; their only hope was to use the terrain to maneuver around them.
There was a dilapidated temple on the mountain. Inspiration struck Bo Yikao, and he led his people inside.
Before long, Ehe charged up with his troops. Few of the Xiqi party's elite guards remained.
"Mother, Grandmother, hurry!" Bo Yikao shouted, sword in hand as he held the temple entrance.
A ruined temple in the wilderness was bound to have gone years without repairs, and its courtyard walls were low.
The Qiang did not know this. Relying on their numbers, they would foolishly rush the entrance, giving the others time to escape.
"Go!" Bo Yikao roared.
Tai Si and the guards carrying Tai Ren reached the rear courtyard. Just as Bo Yikao had expected, the wall was