Fierce Concubine: Reborn as a Vicious Queen

However, at this time, a shadow wearing a black unicorn robe suddenly appeared on the battlefield ahead. The man seemed to be injured. He sat upright in a wheelchair, expressionless, and his whole body exuded arrogance that looked down on the world.

gas.

When the wind blows, the black robe floats high, like an eagle soaring with wings, which can be leaned down at any time and swallowed his prey in sight.

The prince held the sword's hand tightened.

It seems that it is too late, and a life-and-death battle is imperative.

The two men's eyes were separated by a distance, and for a moment, the storm and lightning was shrouded.

"It's Murong Canghai!" Song Siyuan was shocked and suddenly realized something in his heart.

"I've been trapped, Murong Canghai is awake!" The left prime minister Song Chengru shouted that Murong Canghai was cunning, and suddenly understood why the prince insisted on withdrawing the main force.

"Your Highness!" Feng Po rode his horse forward.

All the soldiers looked at the prince and waited for him to make decisions.

The prince was still calm and composed, and the white clothes seemed to his calm heart. He calmly ordered, "Don't panic, I, Dazhou and Daqin, always have a desperate battle, it's just a matter of time. Now, the time for bloody battles is here, I will pass the order.

Go down, Feng Po, the brothers of the Game are the vanguard and commander, and concentrate their forces to attack the middle position of the Qin army, so that they will not have the chance to surround the opening."

If they close the hole, they will be trapped and have no way to survive.

"Yes, I will understand!"

The prince's calmness and atmosphere infected all the soldiers, and his demeanor that puts life and death aside also made everyone's hearts boil.

Everyone joined the war again with the orders of the prince.

Above the mountains, in the bloody storm, Murong Canghai's eagle eyes narrowed slightly, and looked at the extremely bloody scene coldly. He raised his hand and faintly—

"I want to be a great Zhou, and it will be destroyed by the fact that it is not done."

"The King of the North Courtyard Thousand Years!"

"The King of the North Courtyard is facing Qianqiansheng!"

What answered him was the shouts of soldiers shaking all over the mountains.

A cruel smile appeared on his cold and ruthless face, and the eyes tightened to the man who was willing to sacrifice his life for Su Yueming, said-

"Catch Princess Zhou Duorong of Da! Don't hurt her. If she loses a hair, I want all of you to have your heads."

His voice was as cold as the King of Hell.

Everyone dares to call it true.

As the prince expected, this was a desperate battle. The Qin soldiers' counterattack was like a raging fireworks, and the soldiers of the Great Zhou rose up to resist.

The whole sky was as dark as the night, with no trace of light, and the black clouds seemed to collapse at any time.

Suddenly, Murong Canghai used both hands and flew up from the wheelchair and landed steadily on the black horse.

"Sword." He said.

I saw a white light flashing in the air, and his hand raised, and the sword fell into his hand.

He raised the horse's hooves in his hand and thrust hard on the horse's back. The horse rushed down the hillside. I saw that after the sword passed, there was a head in his hand. He picked up the head, walked through the crowd, and tried hard.

As soon as he raised his head, he headed towards the prince.

The prince suddenly turned sideways, stabbing his sword, and the head fell on his sword. As soon as the sword was collected, the head fell into his arms.

He placed the head solemnly behind him, raised his hand and said-

"kill."

However, this time, Da Zhou gradually lost his energy.

Murong Canghai is extremely cruel and is determined to eradicate the roots.