Chasing the System, I Became the Empress!

Xiao Zhixing, female, a general from the late apocalyptic era in Huaxia, over 200 years old, has traveled through multiple planes to hunt down a certain system that has committed heinous crimes.

Chapter 233 Snowflakes Fall from the Sky (shuhaige.net)

Seven days later, she began her formal operation.

If successful, Wei Zhao could bring his troops to provide support and simultaneously attack Ganqing City.

Inside Dasheng, Mu Wan and Xiao Jiajun are poised to strike, awaiting the return of the Northern Frontier army after their success.

They will coordinate a counterattack and make sure to drive the northern frontier army back to Xining Pass.

Therefore, she absolutely cannot afford to lose anything on her side.

Two days later, Xiao Zhixing first arrived at a valley outside Ganqing City.

The Ghost Guards had prepared a place and provisions there in advance.

To avoid any unforeseen circumstances, Xiao Zhixing chose to settle in a place some distance away and then secretly sent someone to bring him dry rations.

By the time the teams had gradually assembled, a day had passed.

The group patiently lay in ambush in the valley.

"Your Highness, the number of Flying Eagles released in the Northern Frontier has increased."

They're still heading towards the narrow pass; clearly, Wei Zhao has already begun his operation.

"Okay, everyone, get some rest and recharge your energy."

The closer the battle got, the calmer she became.

Wei Zhao has already drawn attention away from the situation; she can only succeed, not fail.

Meanwhile, there was also some activity on the 170 side.

"You entered Xining Pass, while Xiao's army entered Yixiantian. Does that even things out?" 170 couldn't help but want to provoke Lovi.

Lovi, who replaced Yelü Ge in guarding the capital, was not flustered upon hearing the news of Yixiantian. He said, "A mere 30,000 men are nothing to worry about."

Ganqing City has 50,000 troops. Even if he sends some out, as long as he can hold them off, and then bring in troops from other cities, those 30,000 men will surely not return.

"Is that so?" 170 sneered, unable to bear his confident and composed demeanor.

Because Lowe concealed it and used a bomb, 170 now sees him as someone who is not his nose or eyes, and is very angry.

Lowe said calmly, "You don't need to be sarcastic. It's my skill to develop bombs."