It was dim and Feng Wuyou looked down from the city.

Fan Yu had already rushed out with his people.

The flood had just receded and the ground was still muddy. Feng Wuyou could foresee that the Donglin Army must be in chaos now, and they were reuniting people who had escaped from deaths in various places.

They must also think that Qingyang Pass is the same scene.

After all, the flood rushed over without caring about the country. It rushed to their Donglin Army and also to Qingyang Pass.

But they would not have thought that Qingyang Pass had prepared and had almost no damage.

At most, the damage is only houses, buildings and household items.

Compared with the Donglin Army, these losses are completely negligible.

Feng Wuyou took over Qingyang Pass for only a few hours, but Fan Yu was already impressed by the empress.

No matter what Feng Wuyou said, he immediately ordered 100% to execute.

He naturally carried out the attack well for the entire army.

As soon as the water retreated, he volunteered. Feng Wuyou suppressed him for a while and asked him to wait for a while before nodding and allowing.

The purpose of this attack on Feng Wuyou is also very clear: killing.

There were less than 20,000 defenders in Qingyang Pass, and although the Donglin Army was washed away by the flood, only about half of the people were involved, and at least 30,000 were safe.

In addition, it is impossible for all of the 30,000 people washed away to die.

On the contrary, the majority of those who are not dead should be gathered at the Donglin Army Base Camp.

What Feng Wuyou asked Fan Yu to do was not to chase and kill the scattered soldiers, but to concentrate all the light cavalry in the pass, short, flat and fast, like a sharp knife, piercing straight into the 30,000 people who were not affected by the flood.

Although these people were not actually flooded, they were definitely not unaffected.

After being washed away by the flood for a night, they were bound to panic. After the flood, they would inevitably count the losses, rectify the supplies, reorganize them, and accept the comrades who were washed away by the water who came back one after another.

In such a situation, it is impossible for them to be unconfused within.

Although there are 30,000 people, the combat power that can be exerted is good.

Feng Wuyou had already explained to Fan Yu, and led the cavalry straight in and rushed over to disrupt their formation.

Don't stay or stay stalemate. After dispersing, turn the horse head and rush back. Before the Donglin soldiers come back to their senses and organize an effective counterattack, they can rush several times.

Be sure to stab their camp into a sieve.

The infantry behind them scattered in the shape of a geese wing, not going deep or entangled, only surrounded and killed single horses that were chasing by the cavalry, as well as those Donglin soldiers who returned from outside.

Once you see it, you don't have to be ruthless.

The last battle in South Vietnam, Shangguan Youlan was killed and frightened. Now she is very honest on the South Vietnam border, and even hiding into the city when she sees the South Vietnamese soldiers.

But she obviously hadn't learned enough lessons yet, so this time, let her figure out one thing, that is: it's not the Nanyue soldiers who are not easy to mess with, but... Feng Wuyou.

Fan Yuguang was excited when he listened to Feng Wuyou's arrangement, and his eyes were shining.

He could almost foresee how miserable the Donglin Army would be.

Compare it, what was the fun last night? What was going to happen next is the real fun! Feng Wuyou did not attack with Fan Yu.

First of all, this matter is simple. With Fan Yu's military literacy, even if she doesn't need her, she can still do a good job.

Even better than when she was there.

After all, she is good at small troops assault, not this kind of battle on the frontal battlefield.

Secondly, although the entire army attacked, it was impossible for them to really not keep any people.

At least, she will stay and stay.

If Shangguan Youlan has a backhand or something, with the wall of Qingyang Pass, she is confident that with the help of this few people in her hand, she can guard until Fan Yu returns from the war.

Now the Donglin Army has retreated far away, and even the shadow of their tent can't be seen in sight.

But vaguely, it seemed that I could still hear a shout of killing.

The remaining soldiers in Guancheng looked ahead with envy.

They also want to participate in this battle! However, they are not in a hurry, because they are sure that there will be a chance if Feng Wuyou is here.

The Xiao family army is no longer the pitiful little man who was bullied everywhere when Xiao Jinglan was injured and always had his tail between his tail, but the national army led by the emperor and empress to guard Yanyun's border defense.

If Yanyun wants to develop, he will naturally calculate the accounts that some people bully them one by one.

After seeing Fan Yu away, Feng Wuyou went to the city to take a look.

Although soldiers were sent to evacuate in advance, water still flowed into Qingyang, and the loss was considerable.

The water has just receded from the people's homes, and it has a floor as high as its ankles.

Many people's homes were flooded, and they were rescuing things from the room one by one and taking them to a clean place outside to dry.

Although most furniture is soaked in water, it can still be used. Only those Wenmo Home and silk stores are more unlucky.

These things are soaked in water, and they are completely destroyed.

Feng Wuyou ordered people to set up a loss registration office in the city, telling Guan people that they could come to register the losses, and set up a special person to verify it.

She will present these losses to Xiao Jinglan later, either directly compensate the money or offset them by exempting taxes.

This busy morning passed quickly.

It was still Qianxin who brought the hot soup cakes, and Feng Wuyou realized that it was noon and it was time to have a meal.

The city was just flooded and there was nothing good, so it was not easy for Qianxin to make this hot rice.

She was quite dissatisfied with her ability. If the emperor saw that the empress had worked hard all night but could only eat these things, she might feel distressed.

But Feng Wuyou didn't care at all.

As for food, it’s enough to fill your stomach. If you have the conditions, she will pay attention to the extras. If you don’t have the conditions, she won’t pick on them.

He greeted the people around him and sat down to have a meal together. When he looked up, he saw Wen Ying.

Feng Wuyou was busy and issued a lot of orders. Sometimes, there was not enough people around him, so Wen Ying did it silently.

He didn't notice it when he was doing things. When he was free, Feng Wuyou realized that Wen Ying seemed to have done a lot of things.

I remembered the sword that Wen Ying was like a flying immortal from the sky under the city gate yesterday.

When the two armies were fighting, there were so many Donglin troops behind them. Feng Wuyou couldn't open the gate of the city gate. The door they came in was a small door opened next to them.

If Feng Wuyou had not ordered people to open the door first, with Wen Ying's momentum at that time, it would be very likely that the door would be able to be split open.

Afterwards, Feng Wuyou made a special trip to see it. A sword mark on the ground was more than three inches deep, and it was broken into pieces, which showed that there was absolutely no effort.

Thinking of this, Feng Wuyou became a little kinder to Wen Ying.

She smiled and said, "Qianxin, have you not thank Wen Ying yet?"

That sword at that time could indeed save everyone's lives.

Qianxin was not very willing, so Bi Yiwenying was probably here to find Feng Wuyou to take revenge.

But it was another fact that he stood up yesterday, so he curled his lips and said thank you very quietly.

Wen Ying was slightly stunned.

Feng Wuyou said again: "I said that if you could come back alive yesterday, Qian Jiwei would accept you in advance. Now, I have approved it. From now on, you will be the first official member of Qian Jiwei of this palace."

Wen Ying's body suddenly stiffened.

He was stunned for a moment before getting up and saluting, "Qian Jiwei Wenying, I have seen the Empress."

“Sit down and have a meal.”

Feng Wuyou waved his hand and asked him to finish the meal first.

Qianxin opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but was pulled by Qianyue.

Qianxin looked at Qianyue and expressed his meaning with his eyes: Wen Ying didn't even understand his identity, how could he become the Empress's personal guard?

Qianyue also responded with her eyes: This is the Empress’s decision.

Could it be that Qianxin still wants to refute Feng Wuyou's words?

Qianxin naturally would not disobey Feng Wuyou, but she was still not angry.

This Wen Ying is really. Relying on her relationship with the Ji family, it was too easy to get along with Feng Wuyou.

I can't say why, she just doesn't like Wen Ying.

Even if he almost saved himself.

After dinner, Feng Wuyou was about to continue handling the affairs in the city when a voice suddenly rang out: "Empress!"

A figure rushed over quickly. His facial features were very beautiful, but strangely, he had no sense of existence. Even if he could clearly see his face clearly at this time, as long as he disappeared from your sight, you would never think of him again.

This ability to integrate himself into the crowd is no different from Nie Zheng at the time.

This person is naturally Yun Jiu, who is now commanding Yunwei.

What happened?
To be continued...