In Los Angeles, Zhongzhou, on an ordinary morning, what happened was not ordinary. The people of the city stayed at home trembling, listening to the movement outside from the second half of the night, not knowing whether it would be a blessing or a curse that awaited them. Perhaps, after a few years of calm and prosperity, they will soon be in for a catastrophe.

For these ordinary people, in the face of the general trend of the world, life is undoubtedly humble and cowardly. They have no way to change anything, let alone the ability to fight. Only close the door of the house and pray to God secretly.

Unlike them, there are those who are destined to not escape this scourge. When smoke rises from the Zichen Palace, it can be seen from far and near. It's not clear what happened there, but it's clear to everyone that a big change is inevitable.

Ji Mo, who stayed in Zhongyue Mountain for the time being, led all the horses at hand and rushed to the direction of Los Angeles without his life. Maybe in the heart of this royal brother, he is already full of remorse. If only I had gotten the news at the time, I would have rushed back a day earlier. But now he has no regrets. And Lan Lingjun followed behind him all the time, silent. No one knew that he was still basking in the shock caused by a secret message he had just received. Riding on a horse, the wind rose in front of him, although he couldn't see anything at all, but his ears seemed to have faintly heard the familiar sound of the golden drum of the soldiers of the Qi Kingdom.

Even he never expected that Princess Sanssouci's reaction would be so fast! Even, in his anxious consideration after hearing about Chu Jiangmian's accident, he didn't think of borrowing her power at all. In his opinion, Princess Sanssouci and the more than 10,000 people under his command could protect themselves in the complicated situation near Zhongzhou. As for the rest, he hadn't thought much of it.

However, it was precisely this force that he ignored that brought him unexpected surprises. Lanling Juntian Wuzhao looked at Ji Mo, who was galloping not far away, and he was thinking about whether he should tell him the latest battle situation at the Luohe Ferry. However, he quickly dismissed the idea, and the horse slowed down slightly, pulling away from the front. Then he gestured to his henchmen who were following him. At the next fork in the road, they quickly broke away from the Praetorian Guard and disappeared on another path leading to Los Angeles.

"Our princess has finally grown up...... Hehe! Judging by what she does today, there will be no limit to what she will do in the future. The man in the world, only King Zhao can match it! ”

Thinking of the smugness, Lan Lingjun finally couldn't help the excitement of his mood, and he sighed heartily to the people around him on horseback. All the Qi people nodded together and raised their arms together.

"Her Royal Highness the Princess is amazing! Outnumbered, win all. I heard that the fire on the Luo River boiled last night, and the enemy army was almost completely annihilated...... Those who are so unexpected, unprepared, and rush to a hundred miles to take the head of the general, even if they are compared to the famous generals of the time, they are not inferior!"

Facing the admiration of his subordinates, Lan Lingjun nodded frequently and said yes. This is not an overstatement. This battle alone is enough to see the military talent of Princess Sanssouci. Lan Lingjun asked himself, if it were his own, in the case of the huge disparity in strength between the two sides, he would not dare to fight like this in any case. And all the generals of the Qi country, no one can make such a record. In this respect, Princess Sanssouci is really the pride of the Qi royal family! Even his uncle felt honored.

"Now that the army brought by Lu Qi has been wiped out, maybe the situation is not so bad...... The only thing I'm worried about now is King Zhao's safety! If anything happens to his life during this time, everything will be unpredictable. ”

Lan Lingjun restrained his smile and frowned again. As far as he knew, the royal family and nobles in Los Angeles still had thousands of fighting forces, and Chu Jiangmian, the king of Zhao, was in their hands, and he was worried about his life at any time. And now he has no other way to think of it, maybe he can only hurry back to Los Angeles and find a way to rescue him.

In fact, Lan Lingjun's news is still a little slow. It's not that the people under him are not doing things well. It's really the carefree princess who moves too quickly. The so-called quiet is like a virgin, and moving is like a rabbit. Once the army is launched, it will not stop. It is as fast as fire, sweeps like the wind, and wherever it passes, those who stand in the way will die, without the slightest stagnation. Perhaps only by killing the last enemy will the spear pointed forward will lose its edge.

And now, facing the rising sun and the glow of the east, the place where this gun is pointed is the north gate of Los Angeles. In the past few days, because of the ravages of the Southern Han army, the place from the Luohe ferry to the North City Gate has become nowhere to be seen. Seeing that the opportunity was not good, those who should have escaped fled. The once bustling and prosperous also seems empty, and it will never be the same again.

Since crossing the Luo River, this Qi army of more than 10,000 people has not stopped their footsteps. They followed the figure of the horse, and the blood burning in each of their chests inspired them to meet more brilliant victories.

The growth of a strong army requires the test of blood and fire, and more importantly, the tempering of a hundred battles. And now, although they have only just taken the first step, everyone has great confidence in their hearts. Their princess leads them into battle, which in itself is an extraordinary thing. Perhaps, only by serving her with your own life is the proudest glory.

The north gate of the Great Zhou Dynasty is extremely majestic and tall. At this moment, it had already been tightly closed, and the defenders of the city were nervously lying on the head of the city, armor, shields, swords and spears were lined up, reflecting a dazzling light. They watched the army in smoke and dust without blinking, waiting for the moment of battle.

The noble son who gathered more than 2,000 people to guard the head of the city was named Ji Si, although his background was only a side of the royal family, but he was diligent in bowing and horses, and he could be regarded as an outstanding among these children. Just a little earlier, Chun Yuxian assigned a task, considering the importance of the North City Gate, so he specially allocated some more manpower and asked him to lead the guards.

At this moment, Ji Si looked at the army rushing from the north, and a sneer flashed at the corner of his mouth. Don't look at the fact that he only has more than 2,000 people in his hands, but it is more than enough to guard this city gate. All kinds of equipment to defend the city have been prepared, longbows and arrows, rolling wood and thunder stones, all piled up at the head of the city. If the other party wants to conquer this fortified city from here, it will be more difficult than climbing to the sky.

The thick smoke rising from the direction of Zichen Palace in the city can be seen clearly from the top of the city. But Ji Si didn't care. His mission is only to guard this city gate, as long as there is no mistake here, and all the people who come to rescue King Zhao are blocked outside the city, then he believes that no matter what happens in the city, those royal uncles can be even.

The flag was unfurled, and the smoke and dust were scattered. An army of more than 10,000 men rushed to the city and paused slightly. Ji Si drew his knife and slashed at the stone bricks at the head of the city. He shouted orders and began to prepare for battle. In his opinion, this is a good time for him to establish his prestige. On the premise of making all preparations to defend the city, those who are not afraid of death can just come and send them to death.

The next moment, the armor-clad commander of the city moved slightly from the corner of his eyes. For he saw a warhorse leaping out from under the city, and the man on the horse dragged his spear diagonally, as if conveying the battle order in the flying battle flag.

"Listen to the rebels under the city! King Zhao Chu Jiangmian is dead, why don't you hurry up and retreat? Otherwise, let you die immediately and have no place to be buried!"

Ji Si held a knife in one hand and pointed at the city with the other, shouting loudly. As the pride of a child of the royal family, his attitude is naturally extremely arrogant. However, the proud young man never imagined that he would immediately pay the price for what he had said.

The distance below the city was dozens of zhang away, and the figure immediately turned back suddenly. She heard these words clearly just now. No one knew that she was in a hurry to kill without eating or drinking along the way, and what she was most afraid of hearing was any bad news about Chu Jiangmian. But the general at the head of the city said the word "death", but it was a big taboo. Princess Sanssouci's heart was on fire, her willow eyebrows were upside down, her peach blossom eyes were dyed blood-red, she reached out and dragged the crossbow of the divine machine, raised her arm and shot towards the city.

Under the watchful eye, no one thought that she would suddenly attack. Such a long distance is not the best range for a bow and arrow. It was precisely because of this that Ji Si leaned defenselessly between the arrow stacks at the head of the city and shouted below.

"Childe be careful......!"

However, just when he was proud, there was a quick-eyed henchman by his side, and he suddenly found that something was wrong. A few bits of cold pierced the air, arriving in the blink of an eye at an incoherent speed! Ji Si heard the exclamation, and he suddenly became alert. When I tried to retreat and dodge, it was too late. Zhao Guoshen's crossbow fired three times, which not only had an extremely long range but was also as fast as lightning. None of the three crossbow bolts missed, and all of them were shot into his chest. This self-proclaimed "Thousand Miles Horse" prince of the royal family, even if he is wearing armor, it is difficult to resist the power of the divine crossbow that has been carefully improved by Ou Yezi's descendants. The people on the left and right didn't hold it, and only a miserable scream was heard in their ears, and Ji Si, who was still arrogant just now, fell down from the top of the city, and his body fell heavily on the hard ground by the moat, and he died on the spot and couldn't die anymore.

Before the war began, the commander was dead! After the city was in shock, there was chaos. And at this moment, the princess of Sanssouci under the city immediately threw down her crossbow arrows, pointed her spear obliquely, and the crossbow arrows of all the soldiers behind her fired in unison, and the rain of arrows immediately enveloped the city. The defenders of the city raised their shields, and inevitably suffered heavy casualties. And their doom is yet to come!

As the crossbow bolts blocked the city, the siege engines and trebuchets of the army began to wield their might. However, it was not stones that they threw at the city, but some well-sealed ceramic jars. Dozens of black clay pots fell from the sky and shattered on the stone bricks at the head of the city, and the black oil contained in them flowed out, and the pungent smell began to permeate. Then, an arrow with flames roared, and the fire burst out, and the city immediately became a hell on earth.

But in half an hour, the north gate was burned and the city was broken!