"Don't make a rash move!"

Xia Ao roared loudly.

At this time, the war was in full swing, and everyone in Fengyu Tower finally had the upper hand, and no one could hear him.

Seeing Yan Lin retreating with his men, they felt even more breathless. They just wanted to rush over the fortifications immediately and kill a lot to repay their distress over the past two days.

Xia Ao tried his best to stop it, but it was useless at all. He could only watch his own people rush through the fortification.

But in a moment, a hundred people rushed over.

Just as they continued to rush to the fortifications, Yan Lin, who had retreated between the two fortifications, stopped.

He turned around, looked coldly at the Fengyu Tower people who were rushing towards him by the ferocious evil spirits in front of him, and waved his hand: "Light!"

Dozens of archers raised their long bows together, and the rocket that had been lit long ago appeared in everyone's eyes with flames that could not stop leaping.

There were so many sounds, and everyone fired them. In an instant, the rockets shot straight from a high point.

Boom! Bang! A few violent explosions came up, accompanied by the explosion, and there was also a wall of fire rising into the sky.

Until this time, the Fengyulou people discovered that at some point, the first fortification made of cloth bags of soil had become flammable materials and were poured with tinder oil.

As Xia Ao guessed, they did not have many gunpowder jars, but it did not mean that one or two would not be left behind.

The huge impact force exploded these things into the sky, and was ignited by the heat emitted by the explosion and the fire below during the flight, falling around like a rain, and immediately smashed a lot of people to howl.

But the worst thing is the people who rushed to the fortifications at this time.

They are closest to the flames and are also most damaged.

Those who were hit by the explosion, those who were fired by the flames... Some were even lucky to be shot directly by the rockets.

When Yan Lin retreated, they all thought that the first line of defense had failed and would definitely fall into their hands.

But I never expected that at such a moment, they were defeated again and even suffered a more severe blow than before.

Yan Lin didn't care about the thoughts of everyone in Fengyulou.

He just focused on what he wanted to do.

As soon as the Rockets fired, he raised his hand high and shouted loudly: "Charge!"

The firewall is a natural barrier that cuts everyone in Fengyu Tower into two pieces.

The people behind fled everywhere, avoiding the flames falling from the sky.

The people in front of them turned around in shock and saw that the retreat had been broken. They didn't know how to react for a moment, so they could only panic and rush into their hearts.

And at this moment, there was a rain of arrows first, followed by a sharp blade slashing at them fiercely.

Yan Lin didn't stay for too long. After the Rockets shot only one round of prepared arrows, they immediately rushed down with their people.

The offensive caused by tinder oil will not last long, and the loss of the people in Fengyu Tower will only last for a moment.

Once they come to their senses, they will know that these flames are not scary at all. Even if they can't be extinguished for a while, they can still surround them from the forests on both sides.

He kept in mind Feng Wuyou's explanation, and the opportunity to fight was fleeting, and there was only one little time he could seize.

He even remembered Feng Wuyou's request for him: to wipe out all! He wanted to hurt them hard during this charge! Flashes of blood splashed everywhere.

The Fengyu Tower, who was lost in the back road by the flames, faced Yan Lin and his soldiers who were prepared.

There are also Yunwei who had been ambushing a long time ago.

Everyone rushed forward, not asking for anything else, but asking for killing.

When the flames finally became smaller, the scene after the fortifications was clearly reflected into the eyes of others.

When they finally confirmed that the fortifications had burned and there were no other ambush after the fortifications.

What Xia Ao and the survivors of Fengyu Tower saw were the corpses covering the lower half of the mountain steps and blood flowing into a river.

There are not many people rushing through the fortifications, and there are only more than one hundred and less than two hundred.

What's scary is that none of these people live.

Seeing the corpses lying on the long steps, blood flowing all over the ground, and everyone in Fengyu Tower was speechless.

Nothing can be more shocking than the scene in front of you.

The morale aroused by Xia Ao's personal attack and taking the lead in charge, and returned to the starting point in an instant.

Even, it is depressed.

Yan Lin and others had already retreated to the second fortification.

The Nanyue King's Army, the people of the Temple, and even the Yan Wei Yunwei who had fought with Feng Wuyou, were filled with indescribable excitement.

Yan Lin must try his best to maintain the majestic appearance of the head coach.

Even so, there were stars in his eyes.

No wonder Nie Zheng is so willing to follow Feng Wuyou. Fighting with Feng Wuyou is indeed very enjoyable.

He had fought with Feng Wuyou in Yiyang City, but compared to this time, he was really a sensation. He just dived into the water and killed several barbarian generals.

But this time, these waves of responses were obviously at an absolute disadvantage, but they were able to turn the tables again and again, and beat the opponent to the point of falling.

When fighting with Feng Wuyou, there is always an indescribable feeling of pleasure, and the feeling of pleasure is different every time.

"Leader Yan, the Phoenix Queen is really a magical plan."

A temple culprit came over and said in admiration.

“This is natural.”

Yan Lin pretended to be calm, but the next sentence was not tense: "What is this?

After following the Empress for a long time, there will always be something you would never imagine to be behind."

The Yanwei Yunwei, who were with Yan Lin, were honored for a while.

Qianxin rubbed his hands excitedly.

While she handed Feng Wuyou a bowl of blood and qi-enriching medicine, she smiled and said, "These barbarians make them arrogant, so they can't be arrogant now!"

Feng Wuyou sucked the medicine and a smile appeared on the corner of her lips.

She is not good at large-scale command operations, but she also knows that the most important thing in fighting is to boost morale.

If you have enough morale, you can even exceed 100,000 if you have three hundred.

If you have insufficient morale, no matter how many soldiers and horses are, they are just piles of numbers.

The morale of Fengyu Tower in the early morning was not so inspired by them, but rather by Feng Wuyou who gave them the opportunity to rise.

Now she has less than a thousand men and her weapons and equipment are far inferior to the gunpowder jars of Fengyu Tower. Apart from a small number of Yunwei, the combat power of individual soldiers is completely incomparable to the opponent. The only thing she can compete with is combat power.

She prepared one ambush after another, not to really make the opponent look like, but to defeat their morale.

Fortunately, it seems that the situation is pretty good now.

Xia Ao has used the method of leading by example once.

This method is one-time, and there is no way to use it again.

It seems that this time, they can rest for a longer time.

In a short period of time, the people from Fengyulou could no longer organize an attack.

Under the long steps, Xia Ao's face turned ashen.

He was well trained by Xia Pingning, and he always had a confident and rebellious expression. Even if he was defeated one after another, he always gave the people of Fengyulou a kind of confidence, and a kind of confidence that he would definitely win the final victory as long as he was there.

At this moment, it was the first time that he had obvious negative emotions.

Feng Wuyou is even more cunning than he imagined.

It is easy to stir up morale for the first time, but it is not that simple to stir up the second time.

Even, it is impossible.

He looked around.

The people in Fengyu Tower have been strictly trained. In normal times, they will never be scared by such a little blood.

But at this time they were different from usual. They were at the highest morale and were destroyed by Feng Wuyou's blood.

These hundreds of deaths not only meant this failure, but also the shadow of the failures of the previous few times shrouded over their heads.

Now these people under his command have become afraid of Feng Wuyou.

If they were asked to charge, they would not consider how many disadvantages the people above were. They would only think about whether they would be like the hundreds of people who rushed through the fortifications. As soon as they approached Feng Wuyou, they would be killed.

"Feng Wuyou!"

Xia Ao uttered these words fiercely.

"Young Lord, what should we do?"

The subordinate asked in a low voice.

He could see that Xia Ao was angry, so he didn't dare to speak loudly.
To be continued...