Because the barbarians are not afraid of death, they have no flaws.

Because they have no flaws, Feng Wuyou can't find a good opportunity either.

She is a human, not a God.

When opportunities arise, she has the keenest sense of touch to seize that slight opportunity.

But if there is no chance, even she would not create any miracles with these more than 10 or twenty people.

"Don't wait for Murong Yi's signal..." Feng Wuyou said: "Import the Western Qin army to retreat first!"

According to the original plan, they would fight and retreat again when Murong Yi brought people to the reception, so as to preserve their vitality to the greatest extent.

But now Feng Wuyou pulled the ancestral temple with a handful of golden silk. Although the barbarians were not in a mess, they could not ignore the people inside. Even if they retreated now, the barbarians would not come to chase them.

In fact, if it weren't for the fact that there were too many people rushing out under the arrogance of the barbarians just now, Feng Wuyou would have wanted to ask Murong Yi to pull the soldiers back and directly deal with these barbarians here.

Unfortunately, except for the few soldiers here, who were elite soldiers from all battles brought by Lieying, most of them were noble soldiers from the capital, which was of no use at all. In addition, they had the care of all officials, so they had to retreat and protect themselves first.

As Feng Wuyou expected, after seeing them retreat, the Mother Goddess of the Wild Wild did not order the pursuit, but ordered the fire to be put out immediately and the ancestral temple was cleaned.

Feng Wuyou and Murong Yi retreated safely to Shenglongkou.

Once you retreat, you will catch up with a big battle.

The barbarians outside Shenglongkou saw the fire inside, and they were reluctant to see someone attacking each other. They guessed that things were not good, so they no longer kept their strength, but increased their attack strength.

They wanted to break through Shenglongkou first so that they could rush to meet with the people inside.

Before Feng Wuyou and the others arrived, Lie Ying, Yun Jiu and others had already repelled their four waves of attacks, and the fifth wave attacked again without much interval.

If they hadn't gritted their teeth and fought to the death, they would have been afraid that Feng Wuyou and Murong Yi would not have been able to rush back.

Seeing this, Feng Wuyou and Murong Yi didn't say anything, and rushed up with the people and guarded the pass first.

After a hard battle, the barbarians on the opposite side were finally repelled again.

But after repelling, they could not rest, but immediately ordered people to repair fortifications, count weapons, check on the wounded, and arrange rotation.

After all these things were done, they still did not dare to relax and ordered people to stare at the movements opposite each other.

Shenglongkou was originally a temporary fortification, which was far superior to permanent fortifications. After several charges, these fortifications were already broken and placed there, which was a better function than nothing.

And their throwing stones and arrows also consumed huge amounts.

If the barbarians had attacked at that level twice, it was hard to say whether they could defend it.

In this case, what else can they do besides keeping a close eye on each other's actions?

They can no longer find any way on their own side, and they can only hope to take advantage of the other party's mistakes, and... reinforcements.

"Empress, look..." Qianxin rushed to Feng Wuyou and asked her to look back at the direction of the ancestral temple.

Feng Wuyou looked at the sound and saw a firework explode in the air.

Her heart sank slightly.

That must be a signal from the barbarian, but she didn't know what it meant.

He immediately turned around and looked at the barbarian army outside Shenglong's mouth again. After a moment, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Smoke was floating in the barbarian position again.

They started to make rice by burying pots.

This means that they will not attack again for the time being.

This is not a good phenomenon. It means that they are waiting for signals from the mountain. Once the mountain is ready, they will attack forward and backward and launch an attack at the same time.

Once things have reached this point, Feng Wuyou has only one way: fight! In the battlefield, people who are always more courageous and less afraid of death have a greater chance of survival.

But at this moment, they could take a little rest.

The guards brought simple soup rice to Murong Yi and Feng Wuyou.

There are very few useful things in the ancestral temple, but these pots and pans are particularly complete.

Feng Wuyou held the bowl and drank the soup while asking Murong Yi: "Did you call me the soldiers?"

Murong Yi nodded: "After you finished speaking, I'll ask someone to go to the Beijing-nan camp to call people."

"Jiang Tong?"

Feng Wuyou slanted his eyes.

She didn't see Jiang Tong here, but she didn't believe that Jiang Tong would fall out of favor. There was only one possibility: Murong Yi sent him to a more important position.

Beijing Nanying is very suitable for this option.

Murong Yi was silent for a moment and nodded.

Of course, Feng Wuyou hated Jiang Tong very much, but Murong Yi could not kill him.

Jiang Tong is the leader of the Tiance Army. I won’t mention the fact that he saved Murong Yi for the time being, because this is his duty.

However, after saving Murong Yi, Jiang Tong could clearly continue to retain the establishment and mystery of the Tiance Army, and at the same time retain some of the unique powers of the Tiance Army. However, Jiang Tong did not do so, and he chose to hand over the entire Tiance Army to Murong Yi.

Now, all the personnel, soldiers, money and materials of Yingtian Army and the Dijian Department are under the control of Murong Yi, and Jiang Tong has become a true minister under his command.

Although he still has some news channels, he is definitely not as powerful as when he controlled the Tiance Army.

Jiang Tong surrendered to Murong Yi, and everything he did later was somewhat for the public intention of Xi Qin.

If Murong Yi killed Jiang Tong, wouldn’t it make all the ministers feel that he is not worthy of loyalty at all, because even if he is as loyal as Jiang Tong, he will be killed?

Jiang Tong is actually really smart. He seems to have handed over huge power in his hand, but at the same time, he also threw away a hot powder barrel.

He seemed to be able to be at the mercy of Murong Yi because of his loss of power, but at the same time, he also used his loyalty to Murong Yi to weave a life-saving talisman for himself.

His goals and desires were revealed so obviously. He wanted to be granted titles and dukes, and to make his Jiang family a wealthy family.

For these reasons, he would rather be the front pawn of Murong Yi's tent.

He is capable and loyal enough, but has no ambition to make the king afraid of it.

How could Murong Yi kill such a person?

Murong Yi knew Feng Wuyou's extreme disgust towards Jiang Tong, and knew very well that he would never kill Jiang Tong, so he could only nod and deal with it.

Feng Wuyou sneered and she said, "Don't worry, I won't give him a sudden moment in the chaos."

Murong Yi said: "I believe it."

What?

Feng Wuyou stopped doing it, and she put the bowl next to her: "Why do you believe it! Do you know that I want to kill Jiang Tong?

I tell you, I will kill him one day!"

"I will protect him."

Murong Yi said.

"Murong Yi, do you want to fight?"

Feng Wuyou glared at him angrily.

Her kung fu is much higher than before. Before, she saw Xiao Jinglan and Murong Yi, she had never had the mentality of being on par with them in terms of force.

Even if the force value is restored to the same level as her previous life, she feels that she may have a chance of winning by one or two points when she is fighting life and death.

If she had a fight on her usual occasion, she would definitely lose.

But now, she felt that she could have played three or two hundred tricks with Murong Yi.

Murong Yi held the Tang: "Jiang Tong is my minister. If you want to kill him, of course I can't let you kill him. What's wrong?"

"We are in a state of hostility. I want to kill your ministers. Why do you believe that I will not kill here?"

Feng Wuyou will kill Jiang Tong at any time, but it is definitely not now, nor will it be when the two armies are fighting.

She and Jiang Tong have personal grudges and will not spread to official business, nor will they take action when they need to fight the enemy together.

She knew these things, and Murong Yi also knew them.

But when Murong Yi said it so naturally, she was unhappy.

She is so pretentious.

Murong Yi looked at her and said, "I thought we were comrades-in-arms now."

If it weren't for a comrade, how could he have fought so many battles in a short time? How could he sit together and drink soup now?

Feng Wuyou stared at him, then snorted angrily after a moment, sat back on the ground, picked up the bowl and drank the soup bite by bit.

"Temporary comrades."

After taking a sip, Feng Wuyou said.

Murong Yi was slightly stunned, then his eyes were lowered and the corners of his lips were bent suspiciously.

"How far is Jingnan Camp from here?"

Feng Wuyou asked.
To be continued...