300 people against 30,000 people, no matter how strong the martial arts are, it is still an egg against a stone, and there is no chance of winning.

Que Zhou took a deep breath, knowing that she had been trapped, she had not been in this world for a long time, even if she had already subdued a lot of cronies, many of the generals were extremely stubborn men.

They obeyed Que Zhou on the surface, but in fact, most of the generals were only forced to obey Que Zhou's guidance because of Que Zhou's strength.

There are very few generals who actually follow orders.

Of the three hundred, quite a few have died, and most of them have been injured.

Zhou Yi rode a horse by Que Zhou's side, his bones were clear, and he was very suitable for martial arts.

Now it seems that I have always been too conceited.

She looked back, and almost everyone was wounded.

Zhou Yi's eyes were particularly red in the dust, "Your Highness, I came to raid and fight a bloody path for you, you go back quickly." ”

"Do you know what you're talking about?"

"I know."

"With your ability, you will already die before you can kill the bloody path."

Zhou Yi didn't speak, his fists clenched slightly at his side, unable to solve problems for His Highness, which was his biggest pain so far.

The enemy generals had already begun to mock Que Zhou on horses not far away.

There are endless ugly words, and there are even words that make Que Zhou commit to him, and he can still consider letting Que Zhou go.

Que Zhou sneered, she raised her hand, "All the soldiers listen to the order!" ”

"Everyone! Cover your eyes with strips of cloth! ”

The rest of the soldiers didn't understand why Que Zhou asked them to do this, but Que Zhou's order was a military order, they could only do so, these hundreds of elite soldiers were cultivated by Que Zhou, and they all had absolute loyalty to Que Zhou.

There are not only men but also women.

It's just that in the face of war, they put on the same armor, blood and dust mixed on their faces, it doesn't matter whether they are men or women, Que Zhou only knows that they are all fate.

Whether she is the princess of this small world, or the god monarch of the god realm in the future, she must bring these people back.

Everyone obediently covered the strips of cloth, including Zhou Yi.

After making sure that the cloth strip was covered, Que Zhou dismounted with his long whip and laid an enchantment around everyone.

Dark clouds piled up overhead.

She raised her head and smiled, and then looked at the enemy general in front of her, her face full of disdain, "Go home and pee yourself to see what you look like, and you still want this palace to commit to you, this palace might as well be dead now." ”

The general's face changed, "Don't be stubborn, sooner or later you will have to beg for mercy under this general!" ”

"Really? You can now beg for mercy in front of Hongu. ”

When the words fell, the long whip in her hand was wrapped in powerful power, and together with the thunder and lightning above her head, she instantly fought towards the general's side!

The sudden lightning was terrifying.

The lightning is like having eyes, and wherever Que Zhou goes, the lightning will follow.

She used her fastest speed to stand under the enemy general's horse in the blink of an eye, and then the thunder and lightning instantly fell from under the sky, and she reached out and grabbed the general's arm.

"Ahhh!!hhh - "Screams were heard.

The lightning disappeared, the corners of Que Zhou's mouth oozed blood, and the general who spoke wildly just now had become a coke, and the armor on his body was also scorched by the powerful power of the thunder and lightning just now.

The armor on Que Zhou's body was not spared, her long hair fell down, and the red clothes on her body were fierce, like a touch of bright red blood in the yellow sand.

But the thunder and lightning had no intention of stopping.

Que Zhou shuttled among the 30,000 enemy troops, and thunder and lightning were her punishment for using magic to kill people in the small world.

The thunder and lightning fell on a larger area, like a cannonball, and she tried to stay away from her soldiers, and after seven seven and forty-nine heavenly thunders, Que Zhou was already crumbling.

Humans hurt the body, but it was the soul that she was hurt.

The powerful consciousness brought her back to her soldiers, and Que Zhou's throat was fishy, and she struggled to keep her voice sounding steady.

So the blindfolded soldiers heard the silence of the thunder and thunder, and in the silence, their highness finally spoke.

"The soldiers listened to the order, unfastened their blindfolds, and immediately—" The words were not finished.

Her legs went limp, but she fell into the arms of the boy.

The cloth ribbon on the young man's eyes didn't know where to disappear, and his eyes were full of distress when he looked at Que Zhou.

Que Zhou frowned: "You.... What do you see? ”

Zhou Yi was very honest, "Your Highness, your subordinates have seen everything." ”

"......" She was speechless for a while, and before Que Zhou could speak, Zhou Yi said first: "Your Highness, if you want to punish your subordinates, go back and punish them casually, now Your Highness has a good rest, and the remaining enemy troops will be handed over to us." ”

His voice spoke in place of Que Zhou's voice, "Your Highness has an order, immediately untie the cloth belt and kill the enemy!! ”

The rest of the soldiers were shocked and then excited at what they saw.

30,000 soldiers, there have been countless casualties, in less than half an hour, how did His Highness do it?

But they are more hot-blooded.

His Highness is an invincible god in their hearts.

The first thing she did when she returned to the barracks was to kill the generals who should come to support, and she was no longer soft-hearted, and those who were not good for her were almost killed.

Zhou Yi was also punished with twenty military sticks, and then returned to the capital to think about it behind closed doors for three months.

In three months, the emperor died of illness, Que Zhou ascended the throne and became the empress of Zhao State, no matter how much anyone objected, it was too late now, and Zhou Yi was once again recalled to the palace by Que Zhou and became Que Zhou's personal guard.

On the night of the enthronement ceremony, Que Zhou closed the door, and Zhou Yi knelt behind her, lowering his eyes slightly.

The hem of the bright yellow clothes approached little by little, and Que Zhou squatted down in front of Zhou Yi.

"Do you know why I let you come here?"

Zhou Yi shook his head and said, "Your Majesty's orders, the minister only needs to listen." ”

"And if I let you die, you will go too?"

Zhou Yi raised his head, and said with a firm look in his eyes: "Go." ”

Que Zhou snorted, turned to sit on the chair, and pointed to the long sword hanging on the wall, "Then I now order you to use this sword and kill yourself." ”

He really didn't hesitate.

When the long sword was held in his hand, the cold light flashed, and blood gushed out.

The panic and guilt in Que Zhou's heart crept into her heart, and she took a deep breath and caught the crumbling teenager.

Que Zhou, who was still looking light and breezy just now, frowned at the moment and scolded him, "Are you sick?!" ”

Zhou Yi shook his head, "Your Majesty, I said that I would listen to you." ”

It was the first time they met, and Zhou Yi knelt in front of Que Zhou in his wedding dress and said, "Your Highness, let Xiaomin follow you, Xiaomin will definitely listen to you!" ”

So she let herself go to war, and she went.

Let yourself kill people, and he will do it.

Let him think about it behind closed doors, and he will keep Que Zhou's secret and never mention it.

It's just death, without Que Zhou, he should have died long ago that day.

Que Zhou grabbed his shoulder, the aura submerged into his body, and she gritted her teeth and scolded a fool.

There were tears in his eyes.

"I have a secret," she said. ”