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On Linzhou's side, Changsun Wangqing still didn't know that the person she was thinking of was rushing towards Linzhou regardless of the danger.

At this moment, she is worrying about food and reinforcements.

The current food and grass can last up to two days at most, the war is also losing streak, and morale is low again. If the reinforcements and food and grass are no longer available, I am afraid that their 10,000+ people will really be trapped to death in this barren land.

"Beichen! Please, hurry up!" Under the starry night, Changsun Wangqing murmured, with her hands behind her back, looking up at the dark night sky.

The next day, the sun rose, and everything under the sun seemed so soothing and gentle.

However, none of the soldiers on the battlefield felt that way.

Early this morning, Wutong Kingdom finally couldn't bear it anymore, stopped suppressing the background, and launched a real attack.

At this time, Yan's army was trapped at the junction of Jialin and Jialin, unable to advance or retreat, they could only fight.

The army was surrounded by enemies, and the final result was undoubtedly a series of consecutive defeats.

Changsun Wangqing was wearing a silver battle armor, standing in front of the tent, his face was gloomy as if water could drip from it.

Suddenly, under the horror of everyone, Changsun Wangqing quickly raised the long sword hanging at the side, broke the horse rope, jumped on the horse, raised the long sword, and steered the horse towards the front of the battlefield.

"Your Majesty!" The ministers present shouted in horror, but Changsun Wangqing ignored him.

It should have been easy to win California, but because of the traitor, they fell into the current predicament, a dilemma.

Mu Feng was full of anger and worry and had nowhere to vent his anger. Seeing his eldest grandson Wangqing rushing to the front line of the battlefield, he immediately raised his big saber, mounted his horse, and galloped to follow.

Seeing this, the generals quickly followed suit.

Changsun Wangqing rode the horse and galloped all the way, and soon reached the front line of the battlefield.

The soldiers who were fighting were surprised in their hearts.

The tip of Changsun Wangqing's hair was fluttering in the cold wind. She held a cold sword with a cold light in her hand, and with her thin lips slightly parted, she roared loudly and coldly:

"If you win, you will live! If you lose, you will die! All the soldiers of Yan Kingdom! Kill them all!"

This roar seemed to resound through the sky, inspiring people's hearts.

Victory leads to life, defeat leads to death...

Yes, if you win, you will live, if you lose, you will die.

The soldiers stared at the cold back of the eldest grandson Wangqing who was fighting, and suddenly felt that they were very cowardly.

They are not even afraid of their majesty who sits on the entire country, so what are they afraid of?Fortunately, they are still men! Bah!

The soldiers' eyes turned red in an instant, and they waved their swords recklessly, trying their best to fight the soldiers of Wutong Kingdom to the death.

At this moment, on the California city wall, a man in a blue shirt stood with a pair of sharp eagle-like eyes staring at the back of his eldest grandson Wangqing, who was struggling desperately below, and nodded thoughtfully.

"Moda, who is she?" The man spoke slowly, his voice as low as Hong Zhong.

"My lord, this woman should be the young emperor of Yan Kingdom who just ascended the throne." The bald man called Moda replied with a bow.

Hearing this, the man in the blue shirt suddenly snorted disdainfully, "Oh, but he is about to be a prisoner, Yan Kingdom, this king is bound to win!!"

Moda also smiled coldly, and also looked at the young figure below with disdain.

After an unknown amount of time, the people around him fell down little by little, turning into cold corpses.

The eldest grandson Wangqing was riding a horse. Her silver armor was already covered with blood, and she couldn't tell if it was her own or someone she killed.

She suddenly felt very tired, and it was just in a flash of consciousness that the horse under her seat was cut off suddenly, and she fell off the horse's back, rolled around on the ground, and the horse's hoof slammed Inadvertently, he stepped on the wrist of her left hand.

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The eldest grandson Wangqing was lying on the ground, only hearing the sound of bones breaking.