Ghost King and Concubine

Chapter 210 Seizing Military Power [11]

There is an extraordinary aura about this woman.

It was actually an astonishingly gorgeous aura that he had never seen on anyone in his many years of fighting!

For a moment, he was willing to convince someone with such courage, but——

"This general can only represent an individual. Whether you can make all the generals obey your orders depends on your own ability!" He always puts strength first when employing troops. Although Duan Jiaai is the daughter of a saint, she is nothing but a woman.

What a big deal a woman can accomplish.

No matter how imposing she is, if she doesn't show her true skills, she's just a bluff, a paper tiger.

Jiaai squinted her eyes and smiled slowly. She could naturally hear the doubts in the general's words, but he finally let go. As long as he nodded, then she would have a chance.

"Then follow the rules in the army." She waved her pride and showed a confident smile.

The general was stunned for a moment, and then admired, "If you have the guts, come with me!"

He overtook her and walked out of the camp first, followed by Jia Ai. A mighty and powerful roar was deafening. She raised her eyebrows. It was no surprise that the general would bring her to the arena.

This is the barracks, a place where martial arts are respected, where martial arts are respected.

When the general entered the school grounds with a stunningly beautiful woman with a foreign style, the first soldier who saw her stopped his movements, followed by the second, and the third... the audience was silent .

They had been in the military camp for a long time, and hadn't seen a woman for a long time. Now that such a beautiful woman came, they couldn't help it, and they already showed covetous expressions.

Suddenly, I don’t know who shouted loudly——

"Saint, it's a saint!"

This roar brought out a burst of joy, the saint, is the saint who can give them strength.

The saint is here to give them strength!
No matter what kind of mentality they had at this time, the appearance of Duan Jiaai really made their blood rush.

Seeing this, the general frowned, raised his right hand in displeasure, and the field fell into silence again.

But all the men were still greedily looking at Duan Jiaai's alluring face.

Their preconceived ideas made them have evil thoughts about Jia Ai, and their undisguised desires hovered over the entire school grounds, conveying their intentions clearly and straightforwardly.

Jia Ai's eyes turned cold instantly, such a vulgar, mere saint, how would she deal with such men...Suddenly, she felt that Jing Feng might be lucky.

These years of imprisonment may make her suffer for the rest of her life, but she has gained precious love. Even if the man she loves is unable to save her, she has beautiful memories.

But Jingfeng is also unlucky, because of the blood of the so-called saint flowing in her body.

Jiaai clenched her fists tightly, she would never be manipulated by such a fate.

Before the general could speak, the flaming figure danced, holding a bow and arrow in her hand, and moving her right foot, she gracefully raised her bow and aimed in one direction, and everyone watched her movements in silence.

What is the saint doing?

Looking towards her target, the arrow was aimed straight at a soldier.

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, the soldier showed a self-righteous, wicked smile, "The saint chose me first."

He spread his arms proudly, he was lucky.

The corner of Jia Ai's mouth curled coldly, she tightened the bow, and let it go suddenly, the arrow flew out like lightning.

(End of this chapter)