"You look like her, but you're not her."
I smiled miserably, but the arrow in my hand had already been shot.
He fell to the ground with an arrow.
The black arrow was as black as ink, but it could not cover up the blood splattered at all.
I threw down my long bow and looked up to the sky with a smile.
The dream of the Central Plains dynasty for hundreds of years was now achieved by a little woman like her.
What an honor, what a legend.
I will enter hundreds of historians and be famous throughout the ages!
But why, my enemy, is you?
After the long smile, there was an uncontrollable cry.
At this moment, outside the door, the sound of killing could be heard.
Outside the city gate, countless Loulan cavalrymen came in. The people of Beimang were stunned by the sudden surprise attack. They had already surrendered to Loulan under the Iron Throne. Loulan, who was about to lose his country and his species due to the massacre of the city, had the courage to soar to the sky and dared to fight against the imperial capital of Beimang?
Under Loulan's armor were dark eyes.
These soldiers are not from Loulan at all, but from the Wufeng Army of Great Zhou Dynasty!
Beside the parasol tree, there is a phoenix singing.
It is the flanking army of Princess Liu Pingyang of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
Purpose: Under the sharp conflict between the Central Plains dynasty and the nomadic people, can the two imperial rulers balance good feelings and responsibility?