Crossing the book to escape famine, poor little guy does not become cannon fodder reference group

In mid-April, Daqian's army met Jin Lingfeng's Jin family army in Gunzhou, and the two sides reached a stalemate after fighting for seven days.

The people of Gunzhou were displaced and suffered terribly.

When the people of the world were in dire straits, the grassland cavalry stepped into the Central Plains, joined up with the second wave of soldiers from Songjiabao, and headed straight for Gunzhou.

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……

In the capital, the night watchman struck his gong three times.

A small black figure emerged from the backyard of the Wu Mansion and headed towards the imperial city like a ghost.

The pistol was already equipped with a silencer. Song Pan'er ran as fast as she could. The lights of thousands of homes flashed through her eyes. She did not stop for a moment, her goal was very clear.

In the palace, Zhuge Min did not go to the harem to look for the new beauty, but took Song Xiaoshan to stay in the imperial study.

Today he suddenly felt uneasy, as if something big was about to happen, so he gave up the gentle land and chose to transfer all the secret guards to the imperial study to protect himself and Song Xiaoshan.

Unable to fall asleep after tossing and turning in bed, Zhuge Min simply got up, put on his clothes and sat down at the desk, ready to review two memorials to pass the time.

Song Xiaoshan sat in an armchair beside him, holding a cup of strong tea in his hand, with dark circles under his eyes almost reaching his chin.

Due to long-term use of "Happy Powder", he became half-human, half-ghost, and so thin that he looked like a skeleton covered with a layer of human skin. The audience in his live broadcast room was scared away.

At this moment, a corpse suddenly fell from the beam and landed right at his feet. He was so frightened that his whole body trembled and he lost his grip on the teacup in his hand, which fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.

After calming down and looking, he saw that the corpse was a secret guard.

He looked up in surprise and confusion, and met a pair of dark eyes.

"Song, Song, Song Pan'er!" Song Xiaoshan screamed in shock and ran out without even caring about Zhuge Min who was standing beside him.

He had to run, because at that glance he not only saw Song Pan'er, but also the pistol in the other's hand.

Don't be fooled by the fancy look of that pistol. He has seen it in interstellar history books. It is a firearm.

When ordinary people face firearms, they can only accept death.

Song Pan'er had expected that he would escape, so she immediately shot him in the leg.

Zhuge Min watched Song Xiaoshan being shot down, and shouted in shock, "Someone! Protect the emperor! There's an assassin! Protect the emperor!"

Song Pan'er shot the secret guard who was close to her to death with two consecutive shots, then fell down lightly and shot Zhuge Min in the abdomen.

Zhuge Min fell to the ground in severe pain, but those secret guards seemed to be idle and were killed instantly by Song Pan'er's guns one by one.

Zhuge Min: ...

What kind of hidden weapon is this? It's so powerful that it can kill people with just a wave of its hand.

Song Xiaoshan didn't have so many messy thoughts. The shot from Song Pan'er just now broke one of his legs, making him realize the power of firearms, but it didn't stop him from crawling out with all his strength.

It's a dead end whether you climb or not, so you might as well give it a try.

Zhuge Min noticed his movements and quickly followed him, crawling out of the imperial study with difficulty.

Song Pan'er watched them escape from the imperial study with cold eyes. When Song Xiaoshan's cell phone was about to touch the heavy door of the imperial study, she shot him in the arm again.

Song Xiaoshan: ...

He turned around and saw Song Pan'er fighting with the secret guards of ShiJiJin. He quickly called out to Zhuge Min, "Quick, come and open the door together! If we don't escape now, we'll be dead!"

He and Song Pan'er are mortal enemies.

Perhaps wanting to see if the anchor he was following was still alive, a fan entered the live broadcast room in the middle of the night. As soon as he entered, he saw Song Xiaoshan struggling and crawling on the ground to escape.

Looking at Song Pan'er who was fighting with the secret guards behind him with two daggers, the fan hesitated for only a second before sharing the live broadcast room with several fan groups of Song Xiaoshan.

[Quick! Come into the live broadcast room! There is a surprise!]

[The host is about to die! Come in and give him a final farewell!]

In Interstellar, sleep is not necessary. There are still many people active online at this moment. When they see the group message, they click in without stopping.

[Holy crap! What a surprise! Luckily I planned to stay awake for three days, or I would have missed it.]

[This girl is so cool! She can actually take on ten people at once and still hold her own. Awesome!]

"What do you mean one against ten? You're too late. Just now it was one against sixteen, but my sister has already killed them all, leaving only ten."

[We grown women should watch live broadcasts like this. I was too lazy to complain about Song Yunshan’s live broadcasts before.]

Is there any way the platform can contact this girl and sign her? I want to see this girl.

What nonsense is the person above talking about? This girl isn't from our StarCraft, how could she possibly sign?

[Wuwuwu… Does this mean that once Song Yunshan dies, I won’t be able to see this sister anymore? No…]

[Wait, don't you think this girl looks familiar? ]

[The one above, I also...]

[I was just about to ask, why does this little sister look like the founding empress of the "Wan'an Dynasty" that we just discovered a while ago?]

[No, how did you figure that out?]

What's so difficult about that? Look at those eyes, aren't they exactly the same? (Image jpg.)

[Oh! They seem a bit similar!]

[What do you mean by similar? They are exactly the same person!]

[Ah...this sister is our ancestor, isn't she?]

[You guys are crazy! Have you forgotten the original purpose of the live streaming platform? It was originally to verify history. It's just because those streamers were stupid and stirred up trouble during the live broadcast. Otherwise, how could they have urgently rectified it and wiped out those well-known guilds?]

So, is the historical "Wan'an Dynasty" real? And that incredibly powerful founding empress was also real?

[If you don't want the eyes above, donate them to those in need! Just say that Empress Wan'an is now taking on ten, oh no, now she's taking on five, isn't that impressive enough?]

[This is truly amazing, a cold weapon fight like this, and it seems like they're about to win.]

[Hey everyone, wasn't there a rumor online before that this Wan'an Empress was very likely a time traveler...]

[You can't tell with just this little time.]

[Who cares if she's a time traveler or not? The Empress is mighty! The ancestors are mighty! Screw him!]

[The Empress is mighty! Our ancestors are mighty!]

[The Empress is mighty! Our ancestors are mighty!]

【…】

Watching the barrage of comments flying by quickly, Song Xiaoshan was almost soaked in cold sweat.

He never imagined that the truth of the matter would be like this.

When the live streaming platform first went online to recruit anchors, it did seem to mention the phrase "verify history", but no one took it seriously.

History is just a tiny speck of dust in the long river of time. Who cares what happened in the past?

But now, it's too late.

Especially when he learned that Song Pan'er was very likely the founding empress of the "Wan'an Dynasty", he was even more devastated.

He clearly had the opportunity to get close to the powerful person, but he missed it and they became mortal enemies.