Perfect Husband, The Destined One novel Chapter 1136

Ford rushed out of the cave with the

Master Steel Sword in his hand! He did not want to kill those people earlier, but he did not expect them to be so vicious that they would try to kill them with poisonous fumes.

"He's out! Release the arrows!"

As soon as Ford reached the cave entrance, he heard a loud cry from outside.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

Countless arrows were shot out like raindrops falling from the sky.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Ford was limping and was having difficulty moving around. He frowned when he saw the shower of arrows coming down on him. He could only raise his hand with a wave, creating a protective barrier to block the shower of arrows.

The cave entrance began to fill with poisonous fumes.

While Ford tried to parry off the arrow attack, he also performed the Turtle Breathing Technique to prevent himself from inhaling the poisonous fume. However, the smoke was too strong. It smoked his eyes and he was instantly blinded as he felt a tingling sensation in his eyes.

"He’s blinded! Everyone, push forward,” Sawyer, on one side, yelled.

The royal armies held their spears tightly and charged in!

Ford could not see with his eyes, so he could only wield the Master Steel Sword around. However, he was unable to handle the attacks of the royal armies!

Chuck!

Dozens of the royal soldiers pierced Ford's body with their spears. Blood spurted out from his body.

"Argh!" Ford roared. Tormented by the severe pain, he slammed his sword at the royal armies!

Boom!

Thousands of royal soldiers fell in pools of blood followed by their ringing screams!

Tears drenched his clothes, and he wanted to rush to Ford's side to give him a hug. However, several royal soldiers held Ambrose tightly, and he could not break free at all.

"It's my fault. It's all because of me..." Ambrose burst into tears, crying uncontrollably.

"Let's go!" The Emperor said coldly, motioning with his big hand.

Soon, a hundred thousand soldiers climbed up the ladders and left the canyon. Back in the Royal City, Ambrose's little hands were tied behind a horse as he walked behind the New World royal troops.

However, Ambrose was so small that he could not keep up with the grown-ups. He did not walk far before he fell to the ground and was dragged by the horse along the way. His body rubbed against the ground and soon was covered in wounds and cuts.

"Ambrose." Seeing that, Yvette could not care less about the Emperor's objection. She strode over, took out a long sword, and cut the rope on Ambrose's hands. She hugged Ambrose into her arms. Her heart ached so much that she was tearing up in distress.

Ambrose leaned his head on Yvette's chest and said weakly, "Don’t worry about me. Your father thinks that I had something to do with the Grandmaster Heaven Cult. If he sees you holding me, he'll be angry. I want to make you happy. I don’t want to see you quarrel with the Emperor."

"You silly boy, you’re still so sweet even when you’re hurt like this. How can you be thinking about me in a situation like this." Yvette burst into tears as she hugged Ambrose tighter.