The destruction of the city is the result, and there are many processes involved.
All the sand eagles under the glow were killed in the battle. When they fell, they still held on with their last breath and smashed their bodies like the sky outside the city, hoping to delay the barbarian attack as much as possible.
The reinforcements led by Li Lin were all wiped out. No matter how fast the blast formation was, it could not move freely among the enemy forces like a tide. After a slight disconnect, the barbarians finally seized the opportunity and blocked the formation with a wave of impact. Cut off and losing their formation, their personal bravery was worthless on this battlefield, and their bodies were soon gone.
Maybe there were one or two people inside who had wavered, but in the end they still chose the battle flag they had sworn allegiance to, the so-called horse-leather corpse, but they didn't know if anyone could collect the corpse for them.
Feng Yang persisted for a while, even longer than Yanyun Waicheng.
This kid didn't know where he learned the art of war. He crossed the Chisha River four times and was chased by the Bohai Navy, which was three times his strength, for most of the day. Not only did he suffer heavy damage, but he almost directly attacked the formation with his thousand cavalry. The general who led the troops was so frightened that he did not dare to push too hastily. He just bit the remaining tail of Feng Yang's men from a distance. Unexpectedly, he used the strength of two battalions to lure him in again. The rest of the troops quickly rode around the Chisha River. After almost piercing through Bibozhu's rear camp, forcing Bohai to postpone the attack on the city, Bibozhu directly adjusted the core of the strategy and raised Fengyang's strategic importance to the same level as Pocheng.
"Is it really so terrifying to see a hero emerge from the boiling sand?" Bibo Zhu Wang Ke looked at the sand table and sighed.
No general of the Second Battalion dared to accept these words.
Let alone Feng Qi, he single-handedly suppressed the entire young people of Dugu Shen Dynasty and could not hold their heads up. No matter whether it was knowledge or combat power, they were far behind.
Now there is another Feng Yang...
If the Feng family can survive this disaster safely, how terrifying will Yan Bei be when the two Feng family brothers grow up?
"Is the news from Saibei true?" Seeing that no one spoke, Wang Ke asked again.
A second battalion general under him clasped his fists and spoke cautiously, "I will summon my former colleague Fei Ge. It's true."
Wang Ke was silent for a while, looking at the north with complicated eyes, "Then how can these barbarians be so indifferent?"
Since it is a flying pigeon, the transmission speed is naturally not as fast as the barbarian kestrel. The barbarian formation must have received the news that they can receive, but why are they indifferent?
There are not even a single elite barbarian left, the Great Ming Gong and the treasures of the Zhen clan are far away from their hometowns, and the strength of the city defense formation is also very low. Maybe they will be broken by Fengxi Camp and Hanhai Camp.
In this case, it really becomes a joke.
Wang Ke's eyes narrowed slightly, and he became more wary of the barbarian's intentions, so he slowed down his attack on Yanyun East Gate and Feng Yang.
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Feng Yang stopped his horse and looked at the Bohai Navy tent in the distance, feeling suspicious.
Although he had the advantage in consecutive battles, the impact on his paper strength was minimal. Wang Ke would not have doubts about this, and the Bohai Navy soldiers would never lose their determination to win because of this.
War is not about the number of people, but the number of people can often determine many things.
Using only 10% of the enemy's troops to kill each other on the battlefield to the point of being neck-and-neck, this is a battle record worthy of being recorded in the war annals.
Feng Yang was not complacent about the current result. He knew very well that the battle had developed to this point. Although he had taken the lion's share of the credit, the opponent's coach also contributed a lot.
Does he want to freeze with himself and wait for Yanyun to be breached by other forces? Feng Yang thought silently.
"Third Uncle, in your opinion, can the Northwest Gate be sure of victory?"
Feng Xisha thought about the battle reports sent back a few days ago, and shook his head with a heavy expression, "It's as difficult as climbing to the sky."
Feng Yang said: "If we move the battlefield..."
Feng Xisha was shocked. Before Feng Yang could finish speaking, he stopped him and said, "No!"
Even if the formation changes before the battle, it is still a tired formation and will undoubtedly lose.
"You have limited manpower. You managed to hold back Bohai with only ten thousand cavalry, which has to be praised. However, Yanyun City is in an irreversible situation. If you think that man can conquer the sky, you will only lose everything. What's more, you have crossed the Red Sea four times. Although Sha's plan is brilliant, it consumes a lot of energy and spirit of his soldiers. If they switch to war, the existing great morale and determination to win will instantly collapse." Feng Juanlang said calmly from the side: "This will turn into a crushing death. The last straw for the camel."
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Inside Yanyun City.
Yun Wanyan, with long hair and a tassel in her hand, stepped out of the Yanbei Palace with a sharp sword in her hand. Her white cloak was slightly raised, blocking the sight and dissuasive words of the grandmother behind her.
She was like a shooting star, lighting up the sky leading to the north gate of Yanbei Palace to Yanyun.
The war is raging there.
All Sha Ying died in the battle, but not the soldiers defending the city.
He lost an arm inexplicably and was bleeding profusely. His face was pale, but he still slashed the knife into the head of the strong barbarian who was facing him.
In the past, he would have laughed three times after killing a powerful enemy, but not today.
He didn't even have the strength to laugh anymore, and even breathing had never felt so difficult for him.
Before he could rush to the next battlefield, a murderous intent instantly enveloped him, and the next moment, a giant tower fell from the sky and smashed into his head.
He coughed up a mouthful of blood, his eyes full of reluctance, but he didn't even have the strength to raise his hand.
Yun Wanyan appeared between him and Juque, the sword in his hand glowing with cold light.
Inexplicably, he felt very ashamed. The master's family, which was supposed to be protected by himself and others, actually allowed them to appear on the front line and block powerful enemies for him.
Yun Wan didn't turn back his cigarette butt, and a layer of light green fluorescence slowly appeared on the surface of his body.
Inexplicably, he felt that his physical condition seemed to be much better, and then, the wound on his right arm stopped bleeding.
The defenders on the city gate were more or less treated. Thanks to the powerful healing power of Dead Trees, many dying people were saved. Many seriously injured people were converted into minor injuries, and those who were only slightly injured recovered. Got to be unscathed.
What's even more frightening is that everyone's mental state has improved to a certain extent. The North Gate actually repelled the barbarian attack in an instant. Many soldiers killed several people in a row with their bravery. He rushed to the ladder and pushed it down.
Um?
The chief holding the giant sword discovered the effect of the person in front of him, and couldn't help but make a sound, and then suddenly increased his strength.
Yun Wanyan flew out backwards, and a few fine cracks appeared on the sharp blade in his hand.
She spurted out a mouthful of blood and rolled around before stopping her decline.
The giant tower returns.
She blocked it with her sword and was knocked away again.
Yaogu has never been known for its combat prowess. Even the Medicine Saint is considered to be one of the weaker ones among the powerful men at the same level.
But Yao Gu's recovery power is very strong. If there are no accidents, even if this barbarian holding a giant tower keeps bombarding Yun Wanyan for a whole day and night, he may not be able to make her vomit a mouthful of blood. The problem is, during the Yanbei Rebellion not long ago, Yun Wanyan lost his spiritual origin.
She was very weak and had no choice but to stand up due to the current situation, and in an instant she used up all the spiritual power she had accumulated for more than a month.
When the seventh hammer fell, she finally couldn't hold on anymore and passed out.
The last impression she had before she fell into coma was a sword light that could cut the world apart.
Feng Muyun noticed Yun Wanyan's decline, and his mind suddenly lost control.
How could Li Shouli not discover such a great opportunity as he was a great person in the world?
Then a sword light spanning the sky and the earth was cut out from the wind and sand formation, splitting the entire Yanyun into two.
At least it didn't damage the formation base, but it also exacerbated Yan Yun's retreat.
A thousand-mile embankment collapses in an ant nest.
Countless barbarian soldiers poured in from the cracks, roaring into every street and alley.
Yanyun has since destroyed the city.
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Feng Yue looked at this scene, pointed at the sand table and said with a chuckle, "The city is broken."
After letting go of the cruel words, Feng Qi's expression calmed down. He knew that the possibility of Feng Yue letting him go was extremely low, so he just watched this scene quietly, with a focused expression as if he was in the middle of the game.
He saw Feng Yang's achievements at Yanyun East Gate and felt full of guilt.
He also saw the inexplicable crisis, and his fists were clenched and trembling.
Then, he saw his mother-in-law, his clenched fists slowly loosened, his body no longer trembled, and he regained his composure.
Feng Yue was a little surprised. According to what he thought, even if Feng Qi didn't become possessed by this, he would be depressed for a while.
He seemed to have miscalculated.
Some surprises, and some joy.
This young man seems to have more potential than he imagined. If he can be cultivated, he may become a person of the same kind in the future.
"Will you become one with the main body in the future?" Feng Qi suddenly asked.
Feng Yue thought for a while, "No."
"Very good." Feng Qi raised his head and glanced at Feng Yue, "In this case, I can kill you twice."
Before Feng Yue could react, a cold light suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.
The spear was like a dragon, with a hint of thunder, and it pierced directly between his eyebrows.
The Wind and Thunder Sword and the Mad Dragon Zhen are somewhat interesting.
This actually works!
He smiled and shook his head, and at some point there was a fan in his left hand.
The tip of the gun landed on the fan blades, an explosion-like sound was made from the joint, and vortex-like airflow extended from the four corners, like sharp edges.
Feng Qi is very confident. If he is not well-prepared, even a person with a good mentality will be hit hard.
But Feng Yue was not affected at all, and even the smile on his face never faded, and his hand holding the fan was as steady as a mountain.
In the Yanbei situation, he was only in the realm of understanding, but now he has reached the level of enlightenment.
Feng Qi was no match for him, and he didn't even pose a threat. If he wanted to, he could kill Feng Qi at any time.
"It's your nature to show off your temper, and it's your ability to take it back. You have a bright future, and it's okay to be a little presumptuous in front of me, but there are people stronger than you. If you continue to do this, you may become talented at some point. Died young." Feng Yue said calmly.
Feng Qi still didn't say anything, and he changed his tactics at the first sight.
Feng Yue's expression moved slightly, he calmed Feng Qi with a flick of his sleeves, and then turned around to look somewhere.
A man wearing a dragon robe slowly appeared in his sight. He was wearing a crown and the sword at his waist was shining with gold.
Dragon Emperor Sword!
God Emperor!
Duguxiu!
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