Genius Maiden Transmigrates: The Empress of Weapons

~: 217 Looking Back (9)

When the army set off again, there was a mysterious woman next to King Yizun, with a black veil on her face and a graceful figure.

The woman's left and right, always followed by a tall and stern guard, never left.

The hearing officer said that the mysterious woman was also an official with a military rank, but her special status was inconvenient to disclose. The prince had issued strict orders. .

In the past, he was very strict in his army, and his military orders were like mountains. What he said was what he said, and he just had to carry out what was unreasonable. No one dared to challenge the authority of King Yi Zun after the victory of no size.

In this way, the auspicious follow the army, surprisingly smooth, almost encountered no obstacles. [

Spring was warm in March, and 100,000 troops arrived in the border town. Grain and grass supplies were sent in succession. The battle was lined up, forming a confrontation with the military camp of the Northern Kingdom.

Xuan Yuanyao insisted on auspicious follow-up, and did not expect her to play any key role in this war.

He just didn't worry about leaving her alone in Beijing.

The emperor’s intentions are still unknown, and the Baili family is always interested in taking another profit from his little coquette, sandwiched between the two major forces. Without his protection, the auspiciousness of ‘technical flow’ will definitely not benefit.

Since she is destined to be his weakness, Xuanyuanyao's habit is to protect his only weakness within reach, and no accident is allowed.

King Yi Zun arrived, and Tuoba Yuanzai accepted the rampant temptations he had previously tried.

The army was ordered to rest in situ and the city gate was closed. There was no movement for ten days.

Xuanyuanyao found a strong archer and shot an autograph on the other's city gate, nailed it to a height of three feet, and swayed with the wind.

A group of soldiers from the North Kingdom sent a ladder and moved the ladder. . .