"Dazhuang, I think something is wrong." Although he had not been on the battlefield for a while, it was still difficult to hide the barbarian's formation from Li Lin's eyes.
How could such a huge barbarian tribe allow thousands of people to run rampant, blocking them from the left and right?
After thinking for a moment, he understood what the barbarian was thinking.
"To use our broken bodies to hold Yan Yun's morale down...how brave!" Li Lin was quite frightened and angry.
"What should we do now? If we rush towards the city gate blindly, we will definitely play into the hands of the barbarians." Beside him, a bald old man asked in a deep voice.
Li Lin frowned and said, "What do I want to do when I come here?"
The bald old man said without thinking: "We are here to relieve the siege."
Li Lin shook his head, "A mere five thousand soldiers and horses can't defeat even one of the barbarians, so how can we break the siege?"
The bald old man squinted his eyes, "What do you mean?"
Li Lin said seriously: "I am waiting here, but I want to die."
The bald old man frowned, relaxed his brows in an instant, and said with a smile: "That's right! I'm waiting here, but I want to die!"
Li Lin's military order was quickly passed down. After learning that the troops would not go deeper, most people were surprised. But after all, they were soldiers who had been on the battlefield. Many people understood this military order after a little thought. The importance of it is accepted by others even though they do not understand it.
Obeying orders is the duty of a soldier!
"I commend the yellow sand with my blood, and I will sacrifice myself to the end of the world!" Li Lin shouted and pierced the chest of the barbarian on the left with the spear in his hand, then turned the horse's head and rushed towards the gap left by him!
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Naturally, the U-turn of the Gale Camp formation could not be hidden from the barbarian military tent. When he heard the spies reporting, he raised his eyebrows with a rather amused expression.
"I admire them for being so loyal."
Dormagan asked: "What to do now?"
Yang Wanli shrugged, "It's not a big problem, just follow the original plan."
Domagan asked: "Are we still going to let those slaves call the door?"
Yang Wanli shook his head, picked up the wine glass in front of him and drank it all in one gulp, "Feng Muyun should start closing the city gate."
Dormagan frowned and asked, "Isn't that back to the starting point?"
"Original point?" Yang Wanli glanced at Domagan in surprise. He didn't know why this guy was able to lead the barbarians for so many years. "The north gate of Yanyun is about to be destroyed. How can it be that it has returned to the original point?"
Dormagan didn't quite understand.
Yang Wanli shook his head, "If what I predict is correct, Yan Yun's trump card will be exposed in the next wave of siege."
Yan Yun still has a trump card, and Doma Gan has always known this.
Apart from anything else, the Feng family's guardian beast never showed up. He didn't believe that those sand eagles were afraid of fighting and fled.
The soil and water support the people.
Where there is water and soil, there is also a beast.
The Sand Eagles have been supported in Yanbei for many years, so they are not afraid of war.
Thinking of this, Domagan roughly understood what Yang Wanli meant. Before he could speak, he heard several loud and clear chirps rang out in Yanyun City. Even his ability to draw the light to the upper realm made his blood boil.
The sand eagle... appeared.
Why?
He squinted his eyes and looked at Yanyun. The majestic city stood in the heavy snow. Through the snow curtain, several huge black figures could be vaguely seen.
The black shadows are fighting. The battle between them is not as limited as the battle of Hedao. The shock wave sweeps across all directions like a tsunami.
Even from such a long distance, Domagan felt the discomfort firsthand.
"Let's get started, let's break Yan Yun." Yang Wanli said softly.
Doma Gan was slightly startled and said, "Has it reached the point where Xu Dao takes action?"
Yang Wanli chuckled and said: "Xu Hai's Xu Dao has already been deployed, there is no need for us to hide them."
He pointed at the black shadow in the distance that blocked the sky and the sun, "Besides, the Sand Eagle has already taken action, which shows that it is the last moment."
As soon as he finished speaking, his figure disappeared quickly.
Also disappearing with him were the chiefs of the three major barbarian tribes.
Domagan looked at the place where Yang Wanli disappeared, sighed, and then turned around, "Yibiluo, lead your troops to destroy the supporting army."
Then he looked at everyone else, squinting his eyes, "The rest... let's take down Yan Yun together!"
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Outside Wuyang, an unknown space.
"The outer city has been destroyed, how long can the inner city hold on?" Feng Yue looked at the situation on the sand table and asked with a chuckle.
Feng Qi has regained his composure at this moment. Since he can't appear in Yanbei now, or even get out of this space, there is no point in being anxious.
As for how it will develop in the future, he has already said it.
When there is no way to change the status quo, you can only strive to achieve the outcome you expected.
But this calmness did not mean that he could face the collapsed Yanyun North Gate and Ximen Yun Danfengqing on the sand table. On the contrary, he had never felt so powerless, so powerless that he even hated himself.
It was this powerlessness that made him not even want to say harsh words, but just stared at Feng Yue coldly, as if he wanted to remember every feature of him.
Even when he was reading thousands of books, he had never been so serious.
"It seems you hate me very much." Feng Yue didn't care about his gaze.
No matter how amazing the talent is, it cannot be exchanged for combat power. The reason why he takes such good care of Feng Qi is still due to destiny.
A destiny that even he couldn't calculate.
"Hate? That's out of the question." Feng Qi replied coldly, "I just want to simply kill you."
Feng Yue smiled, "Maybe you have a chance, but not now."
Feng Qi was silent for a while, and then said: "Although I think I have seen through this situation, I still want to ask you, what happens after Yanyun City is destroyed? What do you want them to do?"
Feng Yue chuckled and said, "You claim to be smart, but you can't guess?"
Feng Qi shook his head, "Guessing is not the truth after all. I just want to know the facts now."
Feng Yue leaned forward slightly and asked, "Asking for help from the enemy? It's hard to see the prince's behavior like this."
Fengqi was silent again.
He also has his pride, whether it is being the crown prince of Yanbei or being the top one on the romantic list.
"Stop talking?" Feng Yue grinned silently, "It seems that the prince has not made up his mind."
Feng Qi took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled, "Indeed, I haven't made up my mind just yet."
He stood up, "But I have made a decision now, sir, please start this formation."
Feng Yue raised his eyebrows and asked provocatively: "What if I don't open it?"
Feng Qi summoned the Traceless Sword and wiped it on his neck without hesitation.
The traceless sword stopped an inch above his neck. The sword energy rose slightly and cut a centimeter of skin, and blood overflowed from the wound.
This time it was Feng Qi's turn to raise his eyebrows.
Although he was a little bolder, he made the right bet after all.
For some unknown reason, Feng Yue didn't want him to die.
It's a bit embarrassing that such a tragic statement of one's ambition through death has developed to the point where life and death cannot be true.
Feng Qi didn't think so. Since he had the chips to blackmail Feng Yue, in his opinion, it was possible to win this round.
"Don't think too much. The development of Yanbei into the current situation is not just the result of three words of Li Jinxing. I will not help you solve the siege of Yanbei, or even convey a similar meaning."
No matter who the trader is, any war is bound to be the result of a multi-party game. Before a certain result is achieved, it cannot stop because someone calls for a stop.
Feng Qi never thought about asking Feng Yue to issue such an order. All he wanted was to leave this place.
Leave here, go to Wuyang, find Feng Changkong, ask him to take charge of the overall situation, and mobilize the Wutai Army to march northward at night and night, which may bring a glimmer of hope to Yanbei.
Feng Yue was silent for a while and said: "Yanyun will be defeated within a day. What you think will never come true."
Feng Qi was not surprised that Feng Yue was able to detect his own thoughts. For these powerful people, regardless of whether they had any knowledge or not, they could easily see through the thoughts of those who were not as strong as him.
"I want to try." Feng Qi refused to give in.
Manpower is limited, so a word is invented, try your best.
Even if you try your best and still fail miserably in the end, you can at least have a clear conscience.
Fengqi demands a clear conscience!
Feng Yue said: "You know, you can't even commit suicide in front of me."
Feng Qi asked, "Do you want to keep me trapped by your side forever? Can this achieve your goal?"
No matter what Feng Yue wants from him, growth must be an indispensable part. If he forcibly ties himself to him, it will be tantamount to cutting off his own way out. Since Feng Yue values himself so much, he will not choose this way.
Feng Yue was silent for a while, then he laughed dumbly and said, "I never thought I would be threatened one day."
Feng Qi said: "Or you can choose to let me die."
Feng Yue shook his head, "If you can die, why should I arrest you?"
Feng Qi said: "Then you can let me out."
Feng Yue sighed, "Wu Yang is not at peace now. Although the idiots in the underworld have their own whims, they are still the power of more than a dozen Hedao. In addition, there are millions of underworld soldiers. With your strength, you will die in vain." The possibility is too great.”
Feng Qi said seriously: "Since I have embarked on the path of cultivation, I won't worry that I will die in vain."
After a pause, he continued: "Regardless of my background or talent, I am the type of person with great luck, and I will not die in vain easily."
Feng Yue glanced at him, "If you ask me, the most inappropriate thing among ten thousand books is to include "The Theory of Heavenly Evolution". Look at your generation, you started discussing with me without even thinking about your luck. Good luck."
Feng Qi ignored him and just asked: "I only have one question, will you let me out?"
Feng Yue sighed again.
He pointed to the sand table, "Don't you want to watch the battle in the inner city?"
Feng Qi said indifferently: "So what if you see it? So what if you don't see it?"
Feng Yue said: "If you don't look, you won't even know how King Yanbei died."
This sentence sentenced Feng Muyun to death.
Since he said that Feng Muyun would die, no matter how he died, Feng Muyun would be doomed.
Feng Qi felt his heart throbbing and the pain was severe.
It was not that he had never thought that his father would die in battle, but his speculation and Feng Yue's own admission were naturally two different things.
"Then there's no need to look at it." Feng Qi's face was paler than ever before. He gritted his teeth and said word by word: "If things really come to that point, I will kill everyone who sets foot on Yan." Enemies of the North.”
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