Foreign female military division: the marshal's little favorite wife

There was no expression on Qian Fengqian's face. She was so numb from pain that she couldn't cry anymore. Faced with a dilemma, since she couldn't escape, she could only choose one with all her heart, and then she wouldn't hesitate.

Life is like this, sometimes, knowing that there are tigers on the mountain, you will go to the mountain.

Qian Fengqian said lightly: "You won't let me wear this noble costume to the battlefield, will you?"

The Frost Lich chuckled, clapped her hands and praised: "Sure enough, she is a hero among women, I admire, admire, I made up my mind so quickly, come here!"

At the door, two dark mages from the undead tribe came in, bowed to the Frost Lich and said:

"What's your order?"

The Frost Lich said: "Why don't you hurry up and prepare armor for our female general? Go, get the black ice armor from my house."

Hearing the words, the two dark mages opened their mouths in surprise and asked intermittently: "My lord... Xuanbing armor?"

The Frost Lich said: "What? Isn't the general of the undead race worthy of wearing the Black Ice Armor?"

The two dark mages were shocked again, the general of the undead clan?Where?

Seeing the questioning expressions of the two, the Frost Lich smiled slightly and said:

"Haven't come here to defeat your new leader? I have officially appointed Miss Chris as the general of the undead tribe. I will formally hold a ceremony for her in two days and let General Chris take the stage to worship the general."

The two undead dark mages glanced at each other, and immediately understood what the Frost Lich meant. The two changed their original indifferent expressions, put on flattering smiles on their faces, bowed respectfully in front of Qian Fengqian, and said :

"The dark mages of the undead clan, Moss, Wald, please refer to Your Excellency the General, and wish you a long and healthy life."

Qian Fengqian was also polite, and waved her hand to signal the two to stand up, and said coldly: "Excuse me, you two are not going to get my armor? Do you want me to wear this suit to lead the three armies of the undead clan? "

The two undead dark mages hurriedly said:

"This subordinate deserves to die. This subordinate punishes the crime. This subordinate immediately went to fetch the Xuanbing Battle Armor."

On Christopher's side, a few more days have passed, and Christopher still hasn't received any news about Qian Fengqian.In the distance, new reports came from Christopher's secret operations in the undead clan. All the evidence proved that Qian Fengqian was indeed in the Frost City and was put under house arrest by the Frost Lich.

In the past few days, Christopher was frowning every day, locked in Qian Fengqian's room alone, and the pain of losing Qian Fengqian gradually made him unable to control himself.Whenever he recalled the days when he was with the little girl, he always felt heartbroken, and this feeling almost made him want to destroy himself.

With a haggard face, Christopher kept intoxicating himself with alcohol every day, hoping to calm down his mood a little through alcohol, but it was a pity that using alcohol to relieve his worries could only make himself more sad.

Christopher has already proposed to the imperial court his detailed plan for preparing an army to attack the undead tribe, but it is impossible for him to decide on such a large action alone, and with the resistance of the Grand Master Mohammed, he can overcome it. Christoph felt that the possibility of this plan being passed was almost zero, which once again made him even more depressed.

The smell of Qian Fengqian's body still lingers in the dark room. This smell is like plum blossoms blooming in the dark night against the wind and snow. The dark fragrance floats, refreshing and intoxicating.