Fierce Concubine: Reborn as a Vicious Queen

The army on the east route was suppressed, and soon again came that the middle route was trapped and faced the dilemma of exhausting ammunition and food. The Great Zhou had lost two forces, and the army led by the prince and Su Yueming became alone.

Su Yueming ascended to the highest position of Longmen Pass and looked ahead. Her red battle robe fluttered in the wind, making a rustling sound, and she felt a heroic appearance, as if men were not as good as men.

Looking up, the dark clouds pressed straight to the Gantry Pass.

In the distance, the battle flag of the Qin Dynasty could be vaguely seen. The flag was written with the name of the King of the North Courtyard. The force seemed to be with his taste and domineeringness, slowly coming.

His black unicorn robe made her eyes fascinated and made her lose her mind for a moment.

His methods were so ruthless that he left no room for anything. It seemed that he had regarded the last troops as a treasure.

...

On the battlefield.

The prince was wearing a dark robe and stood on the tall maroon horse. His beautiful eyes narrowed slightly to look at the long dragon that was gradually becoming clearer in front of him.

Su Yueming sat upright on the chariot, looking at the increasingly clear figure of the crazy domineering figure with a quiet look. She suddenly stood up and stood side by side with the prince.

The prince turned around, "Yue'er."

Su Yueming smiled on his face. This smile was like the warm sun in winter and the breeze in summer, which made his heart stronger and fearless.

Su Yueming raised his hand, clenched his fist, and said, "Your Highness, Su Yueming will advance and retreat with you, share life and death."

The prince also smiled. In the wind, he stood tall and stood tall, and his sleeves flew. He stared at Su Yueming's eyes affectionately and said, "It's okay, if you have Yue'er, you said this, I, Xuanyuan Qihuang, have no regrets in this life. !”

Murong Canghai had arrived at the pre-war position. His deep and cold eyes fell on the two pairs of hands that were holding the reins, and his hands holding the reins could not help but tremble slightly-

Su Yueming was so nervous about him, but he had never seen her have more than half of her worries about him.

Everything that happened in Xiangyang Village flashed in my mind. Everything seemed to have happened yesterday. Now, the two of them are already enemies of life and death. From beginning to end, she chose to stand in Xuanyuan Qihuang's place. On the one hand, the one who becomes hostile to him.

Thinking of this, his eyes slightly raised, and the corners of his lips were sarcastic, and he said, "Does Prince Zhou like to bring women around him when he is fighting? Is it for you to block the sword, or is it ready to buy this king at any time. .”

"The King of the North Court!" After hearing his provocative words, the prince said coldly, "I don't allow you to insult me, Princess Dazhou."

"I have insulted her. How can Prince Zhou be with me?" Murong Canghai was arrogant and arrogant, but his gaze never left Su Yueming at all.

She could treat him so calmly! Is it because she trusted Prince Zhou, or is it because to her that Murong Canghai was nothing at all and she didn't need to treat him with other feelings?

The prince looked calm and raised the banner high, fell down, and gave the order—

"kill!"

"Run..."

"Kill..."

The soldiers were ordered to pick up their weapons and charge into battle. The two armies faced off, and the sound of fighting and howling sounded.

The sword lights and the flesh and blood are flying everywhere.

Gradually, corpses fell down one by one, the yellow earth under their feet was stained with blood, and the air emitted a strong smell of blood.

The blood splattered on Su Yueming's battle robe, and the red outfit was even more dazzling and dazzling.