My Empress is My Bad Girl

Zhao Zun was the name of the son of the Zhao clan who was replaced by his impersonation.

Except for the wrong name, he was telling the truth.

He did follow the Qin Wang to learn martial arts since he was a child.

In the minds of Da Zhou soldiers, King Qin was like a god.

With him, it seems that everything has a chance of winning.

Naturally King Qin left, and Da Zhou's military spirit seemed to disappear.

The soldiers heard that the young man in front of him was a disciple of King Qin, and couldn't help being surprised and happy.

What was shocking was that this young man wearing a silver mask had such a background. The good news is that His Royal Highness King Qin succeeded.

Even if he can get the Qin Wang three-pointer true biography, Da Zhou will surely be able to turn defeat into victory in one fell swoop!

Some soldiers knelt down and shouted, "His Royal Highness King Qin, Chitose, Chitose, Chitose!"

There is one, there is the second.

Soon, the emotions of all the soldiers were infected, and they shouted King Qin Qiansui.

The voice shook the sky.

Zhao Yuanjing, Yun Dai and Mingwei watched this scene with emotion in their hearts.

When King Qin was alive, he was invincible across the world.

Even if he left, he still lives in the hearts of the soldiers.

Even just hearing his name is enough to stir up waves.

Unfortunately, there is no second King Qin in this world.

Zhao Yuanjing raised his hand.

The shouts of the soldiers gradually subsided.

"I know, you miss King Qin so much, and so do I." Zhao Yuanjing said in a deep voice, "Could it be that if King Qin is gone, our soldiers from Da Zhou won't be able to win the battle? Once King Qin is gone, you all become a group of counselors? !"

The soldiers calmed down.

Zhao Yuanjing's voice gradually cooled down: "Look at what you look like now, what is the difference between a group of guerrillas and a group of guerrillas? From today, I, Zhao Zun, will take over you."

He drew his sword from his waist, plunged a sword into the ground in front of him, and shouted: "I am here to lead you to victory and to take you home! This battle must be won!"

He drew out his sword and said coldly: "I have three rules when Zhao Zun fights a war, please listen to me!"

"Fleeing the battle, kill!"

"Negative opponents, kill!"

"Those who shake the morale of the army, kill!"

The long sword in his hand and the silver mask on his face complement each other.

The soldiers were so excited, they raised their hands and shouted: "Kill, kill, kill!"

It was the first time that the infant saw his father's appearance on the battlefield. His eyes were shining, and his heart could not be restrained with excitement. He also raised his hand and screamed after the soldiers.

Mingwei was shocked by the killing.

His morale has never been so high after two years of leading soldiers.

He looked at Yun Dai.

Yun Dai stood beside Zhao Yuanjing with a calm expression.

Although Zhao Yuanjing is wearing a mask, standing with her is inexplicably harmonious.

MEAN WELL was completely relieved.

In the afternoon, he left Beiqi and returned to Kyoto in a carriage with his confidant.

At night, the granary that stores grain was attacked.

This is not the first time.

After all, the Northern Qi Dynasty is not as strong as Dazhou, and there is no such a behemoth as the Yunji Company, which raises grain and grass from all over the world and ships it continuously.

Exploiting the people is not a long-term solution.

They often harass Da Zhou's granary, wanting to use war to support war.

Fortunately, Zhao Yuanjing had anticipated that he had strengthened the defense of Liangcao in advance and failed to let the opponent succeed.

He and Yun Dai patrolled with torches and returned to the City Lord's Mansion.

Huiyuan was slowly drinking tea under the light, and when he saw them coming, he didn't get up to salute.