Seeing the cowardly appearance of these people, Ji Fengyao, Xique, and Bailu, the master and servant, also laughed.
"Why don't you go upstairs? Miss San looks like you're still breastfeeding. Go back to your mothers and drink milk." Ji Fengyao's eyes were bright and she laughed so hard she bent over.
The magpie chimed in loudly, "Yes, it's dangerous outside the city! We should hurry home and hide!"
"Your mothers are calling you home for dinner," Bai Lu said playfully, her laughter like the tinkling of silver bells.
The soldiers of Da Zhao burst into laughter.
The Di soldiers on the city wall were all ashamed and felt ashamed.
The four demonic cultivators were also extremely ashamed and furious, but none of them dared to step forward and make a move first.
His half-dead companions were piled up there like a small mountain.
They don't want to be one of them!
"Are you going up or not?" Ji Fengyao tilted her head slightly, her expression innocent and adorable: "If you're not going up, then this young lady is going to take action!"
As she spoke, Ji Fengyao took a step forward.
The four demonic cultivators were so frightened that they quickly took three steps back. One of them almost tripped and fell, stumbling and landing on his companion to avoid falling on his backside. He looked quite disheveled.
Another burst of laughter erupted from Da Zhao's camp.
Duocheng felt as if thousands of insects were crawling on his face, making him wish he could peel his face off.
This is so embarrassing!
"Do!"
Duozhen snatched a long spear from a soldier next to him and threw it down from the wall, where it landed less than two steps behind the four demonic cultivators.
The four demonic cultivators trembled in fright and involuntarily looked up at Duolu on the city wall.
"Disgraceful wretch! If you take another step back, I will kill you all!" Duozhen roared in exasperation!
The four were at a loss, and they exchanged glances.
Gritting his teeth, he had no choice but to step forward and make a move.
All four were early Foundation Establishment cultivators and had been training and sparring together for a long time, so they had a good understanding of each other.
Although Ji Fengyao was able to fight against late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators and was far superior to the four in combat power, she still felt a little strained facing their coordinated attack and dared not be too careless or playful.
The two sides were evenly matched.
They went back and forth, evenly matched.
Xi Que and Bai Lu were afraid of disturbing Ji Fengyao and making her distracted, so they dared not make a sound.
The soldiers of the Great Zhao were thrilled by the spectacular battle; most of them were blindly and passionately devoted to the Ninth Prince.
So when they first heard that the Ninth Prince had married a bandit princess, they all felt indignant on his behalf, just like Wei Shu.
Those who later met Ji Fengyao found her to be beautiful, lively, and cheerful, and very likable. They also heard that the alcohol, the wound medicine used by the soldiers, and the body-tempering soup for the soldiers were all made by this bandit princess, so they accepted her as their own.
But behind the scenes, some people still felt that the princess's bandit background was not a good match for their Ninth Prince.
However, after today's battle, no one felt that their bandit queen was unworthy of their Ninth Prince!
With such fighting prowess and miraculous medical skills, the princess is not only unmatched by most women in the world, but also by most men!
A prince is indeed a prince!
The prince was indeed discerning, unlike these common people who judged people by their status and appearance.
(Rabbit: Have you heard about the Vulture Village stewed chicken incident?)
The reinforcements from Ensa arrived quickly.
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