I, Ying Zheng, Was Just About To Ascend The Throne, But I Was Broadcast Live By Sister Zhou

Chapter 228 Sister Zhou, Don't Be Cowardly! ! ! Survive

enemy attack!!!

The studio was shocked.

Zulong is not there, Guanzhong is attacked!

"It's over, if they are not here for the Guanzhong project, they are here for you, Sister Zhou!"

"Damn, no way, it's coming for sister Zhou?"

"No, it won't be..." Sister Zhou was also confused.

It has been more than half a year since she came to this world.

So far, only when Zulong was assassinated, he was almost killed by the way.

After that, no one paid attention to her little transparency anymore!

How could it be directed at her.

Sister Zhou's complexion turned pale.

"Then what should I do now?"

The panic on Sister Zhou's face was obvious.

She has no experience.

Now the biggest person in charge of the entire project, Zheng Guo, has gone to arrange deployment against the enemy.

Standing here by herself is extremely dangerous.

Someone in the live broadcast room has already reacted.

Just when everyone is still messing around.

Goan members took action.

"Anchor, you now, stabilize your emotions first, and hang out with the 20 people, it is the safest!"

"Hurry up, get in the way of the common people before the enemy attacks Suqian.

Sister Zhou let out an ah.

Turning around, I saw the people of the construction project, all gathered in the corner.

The elderly, children and women are all protected.

"Okay!" Sister Zhou nodded.

Go towards the crowd of women.

"Black your face!"

"Then turn up the live broadcast equipment so that we can see the battle outside.

"Isn't Miss Zhou surrounded by guards arranged by Zulong?"

"Now Zulong is not here, and the opponent's number is unknown. Even if there are guards, we must be prepared."

"The live broadcast room should be bound to Sister Zhou. If she dies, the live broadcast room will probably disappear immediately. So, everyone, please don't post random barrage!"

A sticky notification appears.

All bullet screens are gone.

Goan took over.

The popularity of the live broadcast room is also rising rapidly.

this time.

Zulong is not there.

Wang Jian is not here.

Daqin's tiger and wolf division is not there.

No one expected that there would be enemies who would suddenly attack the project.

Doing this will not only deepen the conflict between the two countries, but it will not do any good.

So outside the studio.

The head of the organization, looking at the big screen, asserted: "It's for the anchor."

"It seems that Zulong's god-making plan has only just begun, and it has already been followed by people."

"We can only keep Miss Zhou safe, everyone, let's get started!"

"yes!!!"

As an anchor, sister Zhou is of course not important.

But she's documenting it now.

It is Daqin from another parallel universe.

In that world, there are endless possibilities.

at the same time.

The battle cry has arrived.

An arrow shot into the city broke all the luck of Zheng Guo.

"Hold the project quickly, the enemy is coming."

He's just a plumber.

Never been involved in a war.

At this time, we can only call out the protection project. The progress has reached this time. If it is destroyed, it will consume a lot of manpower and material resources.

The centurions who stayed in the pass gathered immediately.

"Meet the enemy!!!"

"Beat the drums!!!"

"All soldiers, prepare to face the enemy.

There are 1,500 soldiers in Guanzhong, and they are quickly integrated.

Sister Zhou can see it.

It is the densely packed human heads outside the city, rushing towards Guanzhong.

Roaring and galloping, it makes people's scalp numb.

The defenders in the city are only a mere thousand and five thousand.

By contrast.

Like a mayfly shaking a tree.

Sister Zhou felt a little desperate subconsciously.

"What should I do, the comparison of the number of people is too tragic.

Boom boom boom!!!

The war drums sounded, and every beat resonated with the heart.

Sister Zhou's blood surged when she heard it.

The two sides are at war and have already begun to fight.

An army of fifteen hundred men.

How long can you stand it?

Stay among the crowd.

Sister Zhou could see clearly by relying on the screen transmitted from the live broadcast room.

With swords and swords, blood splattered three feet.

Howling everywhere, corpses and blood everywhere.

"It won't work like this. The main guard didn't know the number of the enemy at all, so he rushed up to fight. In the end, he could only suffer a disastrous defeat."

"Sister Zhou, I can't hide anymore. I remember that when the statistics were made, there were hundreds of thousands of people in the upper part of the canal. Excluding the old, young, women and children, there were at least 100,000 people!"

"To delay the enemy and wait for support, we must let the common people join the battle."

Sister Zhou was dumbfounded looking at the barrage.

"The people against the enemy? They haven't been trained, and they don't have any armor. Isn't it just death if they go up like this?!!"

Even in ancient times, recruits had to be trained for recruits, and B93 had to be trained for a period of time on the battlefield.

Common people with no weapons or armor.

To go to the battlefield is to die.

Sister Zhou followed Zu Long's side, and she had also been influenced by her ears and eyes.

Know this truth.

"No, anchor, you are wrong, you are talking about people from other countries."

"Old Qin people, the folk customs are tough, and they have been martial arts since ancient times. It is not an exaggeration to say that everyone is a soldier.

"At least, among the group of people from Xianyang, there are definitely many retired soldiers. You go now, go to the canal project and let them come to support!"

The area where Sister Zhou stayed was the uppermost section of the canal.

And in the lower part of the river.

Building a dam requires more manpower and material resources, so most of the strong men are on the other side.

And that side is the real main force in the construction of canal dams.

Miss Zhou panicked.

She could already hear the screams and the bloody smell of the battle in front of her now.

Do you want to run out at this time?

Outside the studio.

Everyone is anxious and tense.

"Sister Zhou, don't be cowardly!!!"

"We must survive and listen to the organization!!!"

"Anchor, if you want to survive, you must go!!!".