another world husband

Her long black waist-length hair was tied up high and tied up into a cum for convenience, and she was dressed in a tight black robe with silver armor, making her slender figure even more slender.

Now Sang Qingqing is even more heroic, with a pair of sharp sword eyebrows hanging on the wheat-colored skin, paired with those slightly murderous eyes, when scanning the crowd, she always gives people a sense of humor. A touch of oppression.

She behaves like a man, and she can't find the slightest bit of a girl's breath in her body. From a distance, she looks like a handsome and temperamental man, but when she gets closer, she can smell the unique feminine fragrance on her body.

Standing straight on the city wall watching the ongoing battle below the city, her thin lips were tightly closed, without saying a word.

Soldiers from the two countries under the city were fighting. There were stumps and broken arms everywhere, coupled with the blood flowing out, it looked shocking and disgusting.

But Sang Qingqing's expression remained the same, just staring closely at the battle situation on the battlefield, calculating in her heart how to win the battle with the least loss.

"Send a team of fine cavalry to the southeast to guard the city gate, and the northwest to increase the battlefield, and the east gate is ready to ambush..."

Sang Qingqing sent out instructions one after another, and the soldiers around her quickly conveyed the instructions, and the entire battlefield was under Sang Qingqing's control in an orderly manner.

With Sang Qingqing as the backbone, the soldiers fighting below can also stabilize the morale of the army.

Under the siege of Xiangguo's 20 troops, Sang Qingqing's side seemed to be at ease, and no one panicked.

At the most intense point of the war, when everyone thought they were sure of victory, an accident still happened.

Xiangguo's horns and drums suddenly became agitated, and a handsome black horse rushed out of Xiangguo's army camp like a black whirlwind, and rushed into the battlefield, taking the lives of countless Sang Qingqing's soldiers.

When the soldiers of Xiangguo saw this black steed, their morale was greatly boosted. The soldiers of Xiangguo, who were a little low-key just now, fought bravely to kill the enemy like chicken blood.

"General, what should we do?" A soldier standing next to Sang Qingqing saw that Xiangguo's morale was boosted, and many brothers died on their side at once, his face changed drastically.

Sang Qingqing just took a short breath and snorted coldly: "Prepare the horse!"

"Yes." The soldier cheered.

After a while, Sang Qingqing's exclusive maroon horse was led out, she jumped on the horse neatly, and pulled out the whip that had been pinned around her waist.

The whip lightly slapped the horse's buttocks, the horse was frightened, and rushed into the crowd, rushing towards the black horse in Xiangguo just now.

"Look, it's General Sang. General Sang has left the station. Brothers, kill him!"

A soldier who was fighting bloody battle was surrounded by soldiers from several enemy countries, and his injuries were getting more and more serious, and he seemed to be unable to hold on.

At this moment, I don't know who yelled, and General Sang came out to fight. The soldier who was about to lose his strength suddenly yelled, clenched the weapon in his hand, and killed two enemy soldiers with all his might. Tear yourself a way out.

"Little General Sang has gone to battle, and he will definitely beat the bastards and thieves in Xiangguo to their mothers. Let them go home and drink milk, hahahaha."

For a while, the morale of the soldiers on Sang Qingqing's side also increased greatly. In order to boost morale, they could say any vulgar words.

When the soldiers of Xiangguo heard Sang Qingqing's subordinates scolding them, they were not to be outdone: "Your young general is a real baby because of his age. I heard that the old man of Sang Dingguo has only this girl under his knees. Couldn't give birth, or killed too much, and became a product that has lost all children and grandchildren."

"After killing these bitches, the soldiers of Xiangguo insulted little General Sang, and said that old General Sang is a man who will never have children and grandchildren."

Among the fighting crowd, there were many smart little bosses. Hearing what Xiangguo soldiers said, they quickly started to fan the flames.

Sang Dingguo said that you don’t pay attention to these details on the battlefield, and you won’t lose a piece of meat if you scold him. War is written for the victor. As long as you can win the battle, who will care about what you said on the battlefield afterwards.

"Damn it, dare to scold our two generals, and see if I don't smash your heads." A soldier was furious when he heard this. The machete in his hand was like a magic weapon. One knife at a time.

"That's right, although we, General Sang, are daughters, we are a little weaker than men. I'm afraid they, the daughters of General Xiangguo, haven't even learned how to walk. They're a group of people who only deserve to hide in the back house and eat soft food." , What can we compare it to our little general Sang."

The soldiers confronted the enemy while yelling, and the war in front of them became less terrifying, which also slightly offset the soldiers' fear of death.

One by one, as if desperate to die, they fought the enemy bravely, and the morale of Xiangguo soldiers plummeted.

At this time, Sang Qingqing's horse also rushed in front of Xiangguo's black horse.

Sitting on the black horse was a great general of the Xiangguo, Sun Anxing, who was over fifty years old. His black armor was still covered with blood, which flowed down like a trickle along the lines on the armor, until his horse fell off. The ground is bright red.

There was a solemn look of war on his face, and a faint sense of coercion on his body. He looked like an old general who had experienced many battles.

"Uncle Sun, stay safe." Sang Qingqing rode up to him, only to hear her yell loudly, and the soldiers who were confronting each other suddenly separated, leaving an open space for the two of them.

Sun Anxing took out his long wooden warehouse from the enemy, and looked at Sang Qingqing contemptuously, with a cold expression: "You and I are now on the battlefield, each holding one side, and we don't care about the past."

Sang Qingqing didn't care about his indifferent attitude, and continued: "Uncle's words are wrong. Now that my father and I have left Yueguo, this uncle deserves to be called."

"Since you have left the Moon Kingdom, why do you still want to help this ungrateful emperor's gang? If you still recognize me as uncle, you should retreat quickly."

Sun Anxing roared angrily, staring at Sang Qingqing as if he couldn't see his descendants.

He could tell just by glancing at the battlefield just now that Sang Qingqing's victory in this war was a foregone conclusion. Come and attack the Moon Kingdom.

Originally, he wanted to squeeze a soft persimmon to calm the morale of the army, but he missed the soft persimmon and kicked it on the iron plate. Since Sang Qingqing wanted to talk to him about his love, he decided to use his plan to see if he could use his love to make her retreat .

"I still understand Uncle Sun's cold lips and teeth. If I retreat, the morale of my subordinates will be lost. I'm here to comfort Uncle. If you don't retreat, you will become a poor general."

Sang Qingqing understands that the battlefield is ruthless. In such a cruel battlefield, whoever cares about affection will die miserably. As a general, you must have a cold heart and keep your brain calm all the time, so that you can be invincible land.

Sun Anxing smiled wryly in his heart, she is such a little girl who can talk, but even if she can talk, she can't make others angry or destroy her prestige: "Hmph, is there no one in your Yue Kingdom? Send a girl to fight, I think these men are all Bitch."

"Uncle Sun, what you said is wrong again. You must know that a good woman is better than a man." Sang Qingqing looked cold and unmoved by Sun Anxing's words at all.

"Hmph, you can't beat Erlang, you still have to fight to find out, don't be beaten on the ground by me, crying and saying that I bully the small with the big."

Sun Anxing's expression moved slightly, a surge of anger surged in his heart, he raised the long wooden warehouse, as if to attack.

Sang Qingqing also drew out her long whip, and said calmly: "Then Qingqing will come to ask Uncle about your kung fu."

"Girls, you should stay at home and take care of your husband and children. The battlefield is not where you should be."

After Sun Anxing said that the long wooden warehouse had already stabbed out, he came straight to Sang Qingqing's chest, holding the long wooden warehouse with great strength, and made a buzzing sound, as if the long wooden warehouse had a spirit.

Sang Qingqing did not hide but drove forward, waving the whip in her hand like a silver snake sensitively, when Chang Mucang was about to stab her an inch in the chest, she moved slightly to the side and dodged the fatal blow .

And her hand didn't stop, the whip in her hand hit Sun Anxing's horse back when she sideways dodged the long wooden barn.

The whip didn't control the strength like she drove the horse herself, but exhausted all her strength, and the horse suffered from pain and was a little out of control.

Fortunately, Sun Anxing was experienced in combat, and he controlled the frightened horse in time, otherwise he might fall like a dog, and the morale of the army would be completely shaken when he fell.

Seeing that she missed a single blow, Sang Qingqing had a slightly cold expression on her face, and sighed secretly. After being a general for so many years, her combat experience is not something that a junior like her can look down upon.

"Uncle, on the battlefield, neither men nor women have the final say, but strength has the final say." Sang Qingqing tightened the whip in her hand, accumulating strength to use her abilities.

"Okay, then let me come to you to experience your strength."

Sun Anxing stabilized the frightened ass under him, and quickly turned aside Sang Qingqing's actions just now in his mind. Judging from his experience, it was purely a coincidence of Sang Qingqing just now, and he didn't know who would lose if he showed his true strength. Who wins.

Soon the two black and red horses on the battlefield were entangled together, and the sound of fighting came from the two horses. Both of them were very fast, and they both wanted a quick victory.

Sun An Xingfang's morale could not withstand such a long-term loss, and Sang Qingqing didn't want to spend more time on the battlefield. Who knew that if he asked for more points, the Emperor of the Moon Kingdom would come up with some crooked tricks.

Sun Anxing is indeed rich in experience, even a few moves by Sang Qingqing's side are fatal.

It's a pity that Sang Qingqing is not a soft persimmon, her whole body is as slippery as a loach, whenever Sun Anxing wants to stab, she can always dodge quietly within an inch of Chang Mucang's stabbing.

What's worse, the whip in her hand still hit the horse's back from time to time, because she knew that her whip could not do anything to Sun Anxing's armor.

The armor on Sun Anxing's body was made of refined iron. A general sword would not be able to hurt him, at most it could only leave a trace on his armor.

She also knew that in terms of weapons, her strength was far behind Sun Anxing's, so she had already thought about how to fight before going to the battlefield.

First use the whip to leave a weak psychological hint in Sun Anxing's heart, and then rely on her speed ability to avoid the long wooden warehouse he attacked, and finally, after wearing down his stamina, it is the moment of her victory.