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

However, at this time, a figure wearing a black unicorn robe suddenly appeared on the battlefield in front of him. The man seemed to be injured. He was sitting on a wheelchair with a blank expression on his face, exuding a look of arrogance all over his body. gas.

When the wind blew, the black robe fluttered high, like a soaring eagle, ready to bend down at any time and swallow his fancy prey in one gulp.

The prince's hand holding the long sword tightened.

It seemed that it was already too late, a battle of life and death was imperative.

The eyes of the two men were separated by a long distance, and they looked at each other.

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

"It's been tricked, Murong Canghai is awake!" 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 forward.

All the soldiers looked at the prince, waiting for him to make a decision.

The prince was still calm and composed, and the fluttering white clothes seemed to be his calm heart. He calmly ordered, "Don't panic. I, Da Zhou and Da Qin will always have a life-and-death battle. It's just a matter of time. Now, the time for a bloody battle has come. Go down, Feng Po, Brother Bo Yi is the vanguard commander, concentrate your forces to attack the middle position of the Qin army, don't let them have the opportunity to surround the opening."

If they close the opening, they will be trapped and there will be no way out.

"Yes, I will understand later!"

The prince's calmness and atmosphere infected all the soldiers, and his demeanor of disregarding life and death also made everyone's blood boil.

With the prince's order, everyone threw themselves into the war again.

On the high mountain, amidst the bloody storm, Murong Canghai narrowed his eagle eyes slightly, watching the extremely bloody scene with cold eyes, raised his hand, and calmly——

"This king wants Da Zhou, and it will be destroyed in one day."

"The Great King of the North Campus is a thousand years old!"

"The Great King of the North Court confronts Qianqiantui!"

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

A cruel smile appeared on his stern and ruthless face, and the man who was willing to sacrifice his life for Su Yueming's eyes, said——

"Capture Princess Da Zhou Duorong! Don't hurt her, if she loses a single hair, I want all of your heads."

His voice was as cold and charming as the King of Hades.

Everyone dare not say yes.

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

The entire sky was as dark as night, without a trace of light, and the black clouds seemed to collapse at any time.

Suddenly, Murong Canghai used both hands to fly up from the wheelchair, and landed firmly on the black horse.

"Sword," he said.

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

He raised the horseshoe in his hand and lashed it hard on the horse's back. The steed rushed straight down the hillside, and saw that after the sword passed, there was a human head in his hand. He picked up the human head, passed through the crowd, and As soon as he raised his head, the head went in the direction of the prince.

The prince turned sideways suddenly, the long sword stabbed out, and the head fell on his sword, and when the sword was retracted, the head fell into his arms.

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

"kill."

However, this time, Da Zhou was gradually unable to do what he wanted.

Murong Canghai is extremely cruel, and he is about to cut grass and roots.