The princess is so powerful that the fish pond is full of people

The moment it landed on the city wall, the magic sword was unsheathed, and golden light shone in all directions, like two shining suns dispelling the gloomy sky.

The defenders of Yanque Pass were not cowards. Not seeing the flying arrows, they all rushed forward with weapons in hand.

Seeing the soldiers of Daxia falling off the city wall after their hooks were cut, Liang Chongyue's eyes were sharp, and he stepped forward with his sword in hand. His figure was like a startled wild goose, and he ran among the enemies gracefully.

Wherever the sword goes, the energy breaks the rainbow, the wind sweeps away the remaining clouds, the sound of armor breaking is endless, and the blood mist rises like the heavy dusk.

She wields the sword with her bare hands, and her sword moves are extremely sharp, sometimes stabbing, sometimes slicing, sometimes cutting, sometimes slashing, like a dragon emerging from the sea, swallowing clouds and spitting out mist, like a phoenix dancing in the sky, looking down on all living beings.

Although there were many enemy troops on the city wall, they were defeated one after another when faced with the princess's sword.

When the soldiers of Daxia saw Her Royal Highness the Princess killing the enemy while drinking water, for a moment, the shouts of killing were deafening on the city wall. Liang Chongyue was running around in the crowd, her face and body were covered with the blood of the enemies, her black hair was flying, her face was like a peach blossom with a murderous look, and her eyes were like autumn water with a sense of majesty.

Liang Chongyue killed more and more cruelly. Under his two swords, the dead souls were frightened and wailed everywhere.

By the time the soldiers opened the city gate, countless soldiers rushed into Yanque Pass. The enemy troops on the city wall had been killed. Liang Chongyue stood alone on the top of the city wall, holding a sword in his hand, with countless enemy corpses at his feet.

The total number of defenders at Yanque Pass was less than 30,000. From the moment Liang Chongyue's troops arrived at the city, Yanque Pass was already in her pocket.

The soldiers were extremely brave and captured Yanque Pass before Liang Chongyue had expected. Liang Chongyue replaced the flag hanging on Yanque Pass with the dragon flag of Daxia. The blood-stained dragon flag fluttered in the cold wind.

When Liang Chongyue rode into the city on his warhorse, Yanque Pass was not much better than Huangdu. It was just as desolate. The sound of armor clashing between the soldiers behind him was endless, like the sound of death. The people in the city were terrified and knelt on both sides of the street with their heads down.

There are always fearless children who look up with resentment and are shocked when they see that the general riding on a tall horse at the front of the army is a female general.

Liang Chongyue's eyebrows and eyes were full of murderous intent, but it could not hide her natural beauty. Even if her body was covered in blood, it could not cover up her peerless face and noble temperament.

Wherever he passed, the wind blew his hair and his armor rustled.

"Wow, wow, wow..."

Behind me, I heard a child crying, like the cry of a night owl, sharp and shrill. Even though his mouth was covered, intermittent sobs could still be heard.

Liang Chongyue looked in the direction of the sobbing sound and saw a pale woman with bleeding lower body covering the child's mouth in the crowd. Her eyes were full of fear and terror as she looked at her.

The man and the old woman beside her looked terrified, but they couldn't help but move their bodies, trying to shield the woman and child behind them.

Liang Chongyue's eyes swept across the woman's bleeding lower body, looking at her pale and bloodless lips, and the child in her arms whose vernix caseosa had not yet completely disappeared, and he roughly guessed something.

Liang Chongyue gently grabbed the reins with her bare hands, the warhorse stopped, and the soldiers behind her also stopped advancing.

Liang Chongyue's eyes swept over the kneeling people, and he used his inner strength to push away what she was about to say:

"Now that Yanque Pass has been breached, you will all be citizens of Daxia. I am the princess who protects Daxia. As long as you submit, I will not make things difficult for you. If anyone refuses, please come out as soon as possible. If you are caught by me, you and your nine clans will die."

Liang Chongyue used both kindness and force. When his words fell, it was like a biting cold wind blowing through the silent streets. The people were initially silent, their bodies trembling slightly, not daring to breathe.

Time seemed to stand still, and after a moment, there was a slight commotion among the crowd.

The kneeling people slowly raised their heads and looked at the princess who was walking at the front of the army that was breaking the city with timidity and fear.

Dressed in red armor and with an extraordinary bearing, the name of this princess of Da Xia has long been known throughout the four seas and nine provinces. The Northern Territory was originally on par with Da Xia, but because of this princess, Da Xia has far surpassed the Northern Territory in just ten years.

The old emperor was a despicable person. He only thought about immortality and exploited the poor people like them. When the new emperor ascended the throne, they still fantasized about a few days of good days, but they never expected that what they would see was the iron cavalry of Daxia breaking through the gate of Yanque Pass, and they did not wait for the reinforcements sent by the new emperor.

The royal family in the north does not treat them as human beings, but now the princess of Daxia is willing to give them a way to live.

Everyone lowered their heads again and looked at each other, their eyes filled with fear and a hint of desire for a stable life.

Yanque Pass is so close to Huangdu, God knows how much they envy the stable and peaceful life of the people of Huangdu.

In the end, it was the few old men kneeling at the front of the crowd who were the first to bend their weather-beaten backs, kowtow to the ground, and utter trembling words of submission.

Soon after, the young and strong men followed suit, and the sound of their heads hitting the ground came one after another, like muffled thunder rolling on the cobblestone road.

The women hugged their children, coaxed them softly, and knelt down as well.

The North had been in turmoil this year, and the children were all precocious enough to understand that this was their only way out. The children who had been filled with resentment just now had their eyes covered by the women, and they lowered their heads to submit to Her Royal Highness the Princess.

Liang Chongyue did not care about the hatred in the eyes of these children just now. Of course, they should hate the hatred of the destruction of their country. When there is no more northern border on this continent and they live in peace, the hatred will disappear on its own.

Some people's eyes flickered, and they secretly raised their heads to look at the princess, their gazes wavering between awe and inquiry, as if they were trying to guess the intentions of this superior, but also afraid that this unintentional offense would bring disaster.

Liang Chongyue waved behind him, and Chi Rong rode his warhorse to His Highness's side. Liang Chongyue tilted his head and whispered in his ear:

"It's so cold, let's send all the people home. They will be citizens of Daxia in the future. And that woman must have just given birth. Send a military doctor to check on her."

Chi Rong followed his master's instructions and looked behind him. The woman met Chi Rong's eyes, which were as cold as ice. She shrank her neck, lowered her head in fear, and did not dare to raise it for a long time.

After Liang Chongyue gave the order, she continued to lead her troops to the garrison residence at Yanque Pass. She had more important things waiting for her.

Although she said those words to Chi Rong, she used her internal energy to push the voice farther away so that the people nearby could hear it.

After being oppressed for such a long time, the kneeling people had not yet reacted when they saw the princess riding away on her horse. The sound of armor clashing between the soldiers behind her rang out again. This time, the panic in their hearts was reduced a lot.