The prostitute is fierce: the vicious queen does not accept joy

The rocket pierced through the heart, and the Daqin generals who had the upper hand were immediately burned by the oil-drenched rocket.

I saw thick smoke slowly igniting in the center, and a miserable wail came, and all of a sudden, the army was in chaos!

What a cruel fire attack!

The attacker has no ability to fight back.

Who came up with this vicious plan!

"Yue'er, the Qin army is in chaos, we have hope of counterattack!" The prince broke through the siege, rode to her side, and said happily, his eyes full of worry finally showed a refreshing smile meaning.

But Su Yueming stood on the horse, his eyes seemed so indifferent to numbness, he didn't say a word, just looked coldly at the burning corpse on the field.

"My lord, quickly, retreat first, the fire attack is too fierce, it is impossible for the whole army to retreat."

Ying Lie snatched the rockets that had been densely packed for a while, his company was blackened by the smoke, he ran back to Murong Canghai's side, asking Murong Canghai to go first.

He said a long time ago that this Su Yueming is a complete disaster and will definitely harm the prince. Now, his worries have come true!

However, Murong Canghai gave up and said, "The day I set off on the expedition, I already had the momentum. I vowed to advance and retreat with the soldiers of the Great Qin, and live and die together. How could I leave alone at this time! Kill!"

"My lord!" Ying Lie shouted impatiently, but Murong Canghai had already rushed into the battlefield again, fighting frantically.

This kind of paranoid madness was something Ying Lie had never seen before.

His fighting became more and more frenzied. Behind him, there were countless human heads and dazzling blood.

He would look at Su Yueming during the fight, and she stood with the prince again, looking at his madness together, his eyes gradually contained a kind of sadness, a kind of unprecedented sadness, this sadness seemed so strong that it couldn't be melted away opened.

The fire attack became more and more fierce, and the scorched smell of burnt flesh permeated the air, making one's stomach twitch and nauseated.

Su Yueming stared at him quietly, she clenched her fists tightly in her sleeves, her nails dug into the tender flesh, blood slowly dripped from her palms.

"Yue'er, your hand."

Seeing that her hands were bleeding, the prince quickly jumped off the horse, hurriedly tore off the corners of her clothes, and wanted to bandage her, but her fists were so tightly clenched that he couldn't break them apart.

"Stop, stop, Yue'er, don't hurt yourself like this, your hand is broken." The prince held her fist in both hands, only to find that her whole body was trembling, as if she didn't hear what he was saying at all.

The prince was stunned for a moment, then he suddenly realized something, he slowly raised his head, and he saw that there were tears in Su Yueming's usually cold and distant eyes.

Following her line of sight, the one her eyes fell on was the King of the North Court—Murong Canghai.

The prince's heart sank slightly——

All this time, he seemed to have overlooked something.

"Shoot!" Su Yueming raised his hand and gave the final order, and the [-] rockets all shot towards the center, like raindrops, and shot towards Murong Canghai, who was staring at her deeply in the center. .

What fell with the rocket, and the blood from her palm.

This time, it was she who personally gave the order, and Murong Canghai saw it all.

He suddenly stopped the arrows in his hand, and let the rockets attack. He stared at her helplessly, deeply, as if he had exhausted all his strength.

The corners of his lips raised slowly, revealing a bleak smile, and said word by word——

"Girl, I told you I won't hurt you again."

"Pfft!" As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a sound, and two rockets were inserted into his body from behind at the same time.