The widow becomes a fairy, and the time-traveling girl counterattacks and becomes the queen

As the bear's paw slapped out, the red-robed Holy Son in the depths of the Li Kingdom's palace felt a sharp pain in his heart and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Damn it!" He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve. "Who on earth is it? Who is so abominable as to dare to ruin this Saint Son's good deeds?"

"Do you think that everything will be fine after you defeat this Saint Son's beast tide?" He said with a sinister smile: "After this Saint Son rests for a night, you can enjoy the strong wind..."

Under the walls of Li Kingdom's capital, the Xia Kingdom's army has launched an attack on the Wolie people.

"Musketeers, get ready!" Crown Prince Zhao Haoxuan raised his halberd high, his voice piercing through the clamor of the battlefield.

Beside him, Miao Crown Prince Chen Jingyuan, dressed in white, calmly observed the development of the battle.

“Ready, fire!”

With an order, the guns avoided the people of Li Country and were aimed at the Japanese soldiers on the city wall.

The Wolie soldiers hurriedly raised their shields to defend themselves, but many of them were still shot and fell.

"Men of the Xia Kingdom, raise the flag!" General Zhou Yunxi's silver beard fluttered, and the long sword in his hand pointed directly at the city gate.

Dozens of ladders were pushed towards the city wall, and soldiers continued to climb up.

Thousands of hermits in black emerged from the battlements of the city wall, with hidden weapons in their hands flashing coldly.

"Be careful of hidden weapons!" Zhao Meir, wearing a soldier's uniform, danced with the long sword in her hand, emitting a silver light, blocking the incoming darts.

The Japanese general Fujiwara no Tora stood on the city wall, grinning and waving his hands: "Release the rolling log!"

A huge rolling log fell from the top of the city wall, and the climbing Xia soldiers fell down with screams.

An arrow shot straight towards Zhao Haoxuan who was directing the attack. When Zhao Haoxuan sneered, Chen Jingyuan was quick-eyed and quick-handed, and swung his sword to deflect the arrow.

"It's such a small matter, why does Master need to take action personally?" Chen Jingyuan narrowed his eyes: "However, Master, these Wolie hermits should not be underestimated, and they have poisoned the arrows!"

Zhao Haoxuan nodded: "Okay, pass the order down, all medical staff, prepare the detoxification pills!"

On the other side of the battlefield, Luo Qing was leading his team to attack the side gate.

Three hermits suddenly jumped out from the shadows, with sickles in their hands, aiming straight at Luo Qing's throat.

"You are seeking death. How dare you kill my husband?" Ouyang Ping rode over and knocked a hermit away with a sword.

But the other two people's sickles had already wrapped around Luo Qing's arms, and blood immediately soaked his armor.

Luo Qing groaned and knelt on one knee: "Ping'er, they are very strong, go! Leave me alone!"

"Nonsense, I'm not afraid of them!" Ouyang Ping had tears in her eyes, but she was as firm as iron.

She dismounted and engaged in a fight with the two hermits.

A hermit suddenly shot out a poisonous needle from his sleeve. Ouyang Ping dodged it sideways and pierced the opponent's throat with a shot.

Seeing this, the last hermit wanted to escape, but Ouyang Ping took out his pistol and shot him, and the hermit fell down.

Are you okay?" She hurriedly helped Luo Qing up, tore off her clothes to bandage him, and scolded him with a look of heartache: "You idiot, if you can't fight, why don't you use a gun?"

"They are too fast, I can't make it in time." Luo Qing held his bleeding arm and grinned.

"It's okay. Cousin Mei'er's situation is more important. Go and support her! She and General Zhou are dealing with that Fujiwara Tiger on the city wall. You must be careful!"

In front of the city wall, Zhao Meir and Zhou Yunxi stood back to back, with more than ten dead bodies of Wo Lie soldiers lying around them.

Fujiwara Tora held a giant naginata with blood dripping from the blade.

"Xia Country sent you two little brats and an old man to die?" Fujiwara Tora laughed wildly: "Then I will let you witness the true martial arts of Wo Lie!"

He rushed forward suddenly, and his naginata made a whistling sound.

Zhou Yunxi raised his sword to meet the attack, the two blades collided and sparks flew. He was knocked back three steps and his knuckles burst open.

"Brother Zhou!" Zhao Meir's sword moved lightly and stabbed directly into Fujiwara Hu's ribs.

Fujiwara Tora twisted his body strangely and slashed at Zhao Meir with a knife. Zhou Yunxi raised his sword to block it for Zhao Meir.

"Damn, how can he be so strong?" Fujiwara Tora was knocked back two steps, with surprise flashing in his eyes.

He originally thought that he could easily deal with the two people in front of him, but he didn't expect them to be so difficult.

"Interesting." He licked his lips and sneered, "You two are so good at fighting."

At this time, dozens of Wolie hermits came over here, and one of them aimed at Zhou Yunxi.

"Your opponent is me." A loud shout was heard, and Xie Xiaogang rushed down the mountain like a tiger, directly attacking the Wolie Hermit.

At this time, Xu Ping and Ye Fan also flew onto the city wall to block other hermits.

The weapons of many people collided. Although they were strong, the other side had more people, and the fight was difficult to determine the winner for a while.

Chen Jingyuan, who was watching the battle from a distance, frowned slightly: "Master, this Fujiwara Tora is quite powerful, but General Zhou and his men can't even gain an advantage."

Seeing more and more Xia soldiers climbing up the city wall, Fujiwara Tora became a little anxious.

He grinned grimly as he crushed the pill between his teeth. The veins on his neck bulged like earthworms, his eyes turned red, and his naginata actually drew three feet of sparks on the stone slab.

Zhou Yunxi was not paying attention for a moment and was cut in the chest by a knife, and the blood immediately dyed his armor red.

"Brother Zhou!" Zhao Meir hurried forward to support him.

At this time, Zhou Shen and Ouyang Ping had already climbed onto the city wall.

They fired several shots at Fujiwara Tora, but most of them were dodged by the other party.

When the only bullet hit his shoulder, he took it away with his hand and started attacking them.

"Quickly take General Zhou away!" Zhou Shen shouted, "The entire army retreats! Something strange is happening!"

The Wo Lie soldiers seemed to be infected, their eyes were red and they were extremely powerful.

Even Xu Ping found it difficult to fight, and the Xia army began to fall into chaos.

"Jingyuan, hurry up, call back the troops!"

Seeing that Fujiwara Tora's sword was about to stab Zhou Shen and Ouyang Ping, Zhao Haoxuan threw the command flag to Chen Jingyuan, tapped the saddle lightly on his toes and flew to the top of the city wall, taking the fatal sword for them.

Fujiwara no Tora felt pain in his mouth and took several steps back: "Who... who are you?

Zhao Haoxuan ignored him and saw that everyone had left the battlefield. He slapped Fujiwara Tora with his palm.

When Fujiwara Tora retreated a few steps again, Zhao Haoxuan had already flown down the city wall.

In the corner of the medical tent, Ouyang Ping was carefully changing the dressing for Luo Qing.

"If you hadn't rescued me in time today, I would have become a ghost in the underworld." Luo Qing held her hand: "It's great to have you!"

"You and I are one, husband and wife. Why should I thank you?" She looked at the wounded soldiers groaning in the distance. "It's just... this battle is being fought strangely."

On the other side, Zhao Meir had fed Zhou Yunxi the medicine, and the medical soldiers had bandaged his wounds.

Zhou Yunxi coughed and said to Zhao Haoxuan, "Your Highness, that Fujiwara Tiger... his sudden surge in strength at the end... must be related to the elixir he took..."

"General Zhou, rest and recuperate. Leave the rest to me." Zhao Haoxuan ordered sternly, "Order the entire army to return to camp to rest and resume the battle tomorrow."