As soon as I opened my eyes, I became the cannon fodder female general in the novel who could not survive three chapters.
The enemy troops are approaching the city, and the original owner is being drunk with poisonous wine by his cronies.
I grabbed the bowl with my backhand and poured all the poisoned wine back: "General, I have changed my mind. Pioneer officer, you do it for me."
The princes in the capital waiting for me to die in battle are panicking. Where is the weak substitute that I agreed on?
Until I defeated the enemy chieftain with one shot and kicked open the palace door covered in blood.
The sickly prince on the dragon throne raised his eyes and chuckled: "I've been waiting for you for a long time, time traveler.
