Zhou Zhiruo, wearing a long blue and white floral dress, appeared in front of Zhao Min in a flash.
Both of these women have peerless beauty.
One blue and the other red, they look like two roses competing for beauty.
Zhao Min said to Zhou Zhiruo, "Madam Zhou, how come it was you who came out? Is Zhang Wuji dead? I didn't poison her yesterday."
Zhou Zhiruo said: "My man was very crazy last night and is still lying in bed. Why don't you wait for a while. When he wakes up, I will ask him to see you."
Zhao Min laughed: "Is he really crazy? Madam Zhou, how can a beauty like you say such obscene words? Who did Zhang Wuji go crazy with? Could it be you?"
Zhou Zhiruo tilted her head slightly and said with a smile: "That's right, you are crazy with me. If you miss a man, I can be generous and let you serve him for one night. How about it?"
Zhao Min sneered: "I serve Zhang Wuji? It would be better if you asked Zhang Wuji to serve me."
"However, I now seem to have determined one thing. As long as you and Zhang Wuji are together, you will be inseparable. So I guess Zhang Wuji should not be here, right?"
Zhou Zhiruo frowned: "Zhao Min, don't be so smart. Zhang Wuji is in the camp. He has set up an ambush. If you have the ability, come and fight. Do you dare?"
"Do I dare?" Zhao Min laughed: "I killed Emperor Shun of Yuan Dynasty with my own hands. There is nothing in this world that I dare not do."
"Mrs. Zhou, please go back. If I kill you now, it would be bullying you. I will start attacking your camp in a quarter of an hour."
"If you don't want to die, run away quickly and don't let me catch you alive. Otherwise, you will end up in a miserable state."
After Zhao Min said these words, she rode away.
Looking at Zhao Min's back, Zhou Zhiruo felt a little worried.
"This woman is so powerful. She can tell at a glance that Zhang Wuji is not here. Things will be difficult to deal with next."
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Zhao Min laughed wildly all the way back to her army.
She hurriedly said to Wang Baobao: "General Wang, Zhang Wuji is not here. Let the soldiers change their formation and launch a general attack in a quarter of an hour. We must defeat the rebels in front of us in today's battle."
Wang Baobao was a little surprised. He said to Zhao Min, "Queen Dowager, could this be a trap? If Zhang Wuji is not here, where else could he be?"
Zhao Min smiled slightly: "He has most likely gone to Longcheng, but we can't care about that anymore. While he is away, I will wipe out his entire army today."
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After Zhou Zhiruo returned to the Ming Cult camp, she quickly called Zhao Linger to discuss: "Sister, Zhao Min has already noticed that Zhang Wuji is not in the camp. What should we do next?"
Zhao Linger smiled slightly: "Zhao Min is a smart woman. She can see that Zhang Wuji is not here. There is nothing strange about it. Next, we just need to defend this place."
"Tell the soldiers to prepare more feather arrows. When Zhao Min charges, they must use bows and arrows to inflict maximum damage to her Yuan soldiers. Even if I let Yu Fei take away tens of thousands of soldiers in advance, the number of people we have left is still more than twice that of Zhao Min."
"Even if she fights to the death, she may not be able to defeat us."
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A quarter of an hour later, Zhao Min, riding on her horse, drew out the shining Yitian sword.
She shouted loudly to the Yuan army behind her: "Soldiers, in yesterday's battle, we have killed tens of thousands of rebels and seriously injured Zhang Wuji. At this moment, Zhang Wuji is in danger of death. Today, we must wipe out the rebels in front of us."
"The Queen Mother will be with you."
"Soldiers, those who advance will live, those who retreat will be killed, follow me..."
"The clever Zhao Min first lied. She lied that Zhang Wuji was seriously injured. Only in this way could she boost the morale of the army behind her."
Zhao Min took the lead, followed closely by 50,000 soldiers.
Inside the Ming Cult camp, Zhou Zhiruo frowned.
Her eyes were fixed on Zhao Min who was leading the charge.
When Zhao Min was about two hundred steps away from the Ming Cult camp, she ordered her soldiers to shoot arrows.
For a moment, feather arrows flew all over the sky like locusts, heading straight for the Yuan army led by Zhao Min.
On the other hand, Zhao Min gently waved the sword in her hand, and the rolling sword energy formed an unbreakable air wave in front of her.
When Zhou Zhiruo saw this, her frown deepened even more.
She snatched a large bow from the soldier next to her, pulled it to the full moon, and a feathered arrow shot out with the power of thunder towards Zhao Min's chest.
In response, Zhao Min simply held the sword of the Heavenly Sword across her body.
Zhao Min was quite familiar with Zhou Zhiruo's cultivation.
If it was Zhang Wuji who shot this arrow, it might cause some trouble to Zhao Min, but Zhou Zhiruo did not have the ability to do so.
In a flash, the sword in Zhao Min's hand made a crisp sound.
Zhao Min sneered in her heart, "Zhou Zhiruo, with your strength, I'm afraid it's not even half of mine. I must capture you alive today."
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A distance of two hundred steps was nothing to the army behind Zhao Min. After suffering hundreds of casualties, Zhao Min's army rushed to the front.
The beautiful Zhao Min flew up, and suddenly she waved the sword in her hand. The rolling sword energy was like a huge wave crashing on the shore, sweeping away all the clouds.
The dozen or so heavy shields as tall as a person that stood in front of Zhao Min were cut in half by her.
Zhao Min is the fifth strongest person in the world. As long as Zhang Wuji is not around, she will be unstoppable.
Zhao Min was the first to rush into the Ming Cult camp.
Every time she swung the sword of the Heavenly Sword, she would take the lives of several Ming Cult soldiers.
Zhou Zhiruo didn't expect that Zhao Min would be able to tear open a hole so quickly.
But as the leader's wife, she was not too panicked.
Zhou Zhiruo shouted in her clear voice: "Soldiers, don't panic. We have been fighting to the death with these Mongols for a long time."
"The responsibility of saving the world has long been placed on the shoulders of each of you. Today, I am with you to kill all these Mongols."
Zhao Linger, who was standing aside, just looked at Zhou Zhiruo quietly.
She thought to herself, "No wonder people say that those who keep company with vermilion will become redder, and those who keep company with ink will become blacker. There is indeed some truth to this saying."
"Sister Zhou, such a beautiful lady, could actually be trained by Zhang Wuji to be like this. She speaks so eloquently. I just don't know if I will become like this in the future."
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Zhao Linger flew to Zhou Zhiruo and said to her, "Sister, things have come to this. We two must be together in today's battle. I did suffer some internal injuries, but they are not serious. Let's go and hold Zhao Min back. We can't let her go on killing people indiscriminately."
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