Thus, Li Fan transformed into a fierce wind and headed in the direction he sensed, finding it in no time.
On the official road, a carriage was speeding for its life, while four cloaked, masked riders on horseback were in hot pursuit.
"Giddyup! Giddyup!"
The coachman frantically swung the whip, but the carriage was heavy and slow, as if built for long journeys with iron wheel rims and thick wooden boards covering the windows to prevent moonlight from shining through. How could it possibly outrun lightly armored cavalry chasing after it?
As expected, without suspense, one rider suddenly accelerated, taking advantage of the official road's curve ahead, and swiftly rode from the left side, raising his crossbow and shooting three bolts at the coachman.
The coachman, though possessing some martial skills and decent horsemanship, managed to control the horse to prevent the carriage from losing control, while jumping onto the carriage frame and crouching low to dodge the hidden arrows.
