Zhao Ling, a forensics investigator, lost her life in a fire explosion while inspecting a crime scene. Her soul was transmigrated into the body of an oppressed lady who also lost her life in another fire incident, at the same moment in time, leaving a deep scar on her face. With a new body, but a familiar name, this is the epic journey of a concubine, who has a second chance at life, and her dealings with an oppressed life, an arranged marriage, and the deadly mysteries of this new world? Welcome to The Concubine, an epic fantasy/historical romance novel.
This battle, which started at noon and continued until dusk.
Feiyunqi had always been mainly defensive. Six independent teams were unpredictable and changeable in formation. They were suddenly square, round, vertical and horizontal, and end to end. No time to attack.
Over time, Xiaoying's cavalry inevitably became impatient and impatient.
This was the weakness of the Beidi people's character.
Beidi people were straightforward and hearty, but they were impatient, quick-tempered, and unable to use this formation to consume Xiaoying's patience, making them restless and chaotic.
Clearly, their purpose was achieved.
Well, it's time for them to attack.
Zhao Ling gestured to Wen Renyuan. Wen Renyuan nodded, pointed his sword to the sky, and gave the order to attack.
A loud and clear whistling sound burst into the air. In an instant, Feiyun Riding a small square surrounded by six circles changed the formation at the same time.