There was snow in the sky.

Countless snowflakes danced and fell, and when encountering thousands of rocket rains flying in the sky, the snowflakes melted silently.

The rain of arrows was like a rainbow bridge in the night sky. Wu Xiuyang pressed his sword and stood on the other side of the bridge, staring at the void with a pair of eyes, not knowing what to think.

The night attack on the battle of Guanlongkou, 5,000 black-armored dead soldiers was only the beginning of the curtain of war. And the so-called war, once the wolf fire is ignited, will not be easily extinguished under the wind, snow and frost.

Wu Xiuyang stood on top of the light and narrow sword boat, accompanied by a general of the Fine Willow Army and the lieutenant general of the fifth battalion.

The sword boat sailed on the river, facing the wind and waves.

The boat was surrounded by hundreds of thousands of small ships, each equipped with three armorers, archers, shieldmen, and foot guards with long ge. Tens of thousands of boats stretched out the river, connected by iron cables to resist the raging waves.

The sword boat that Wu Xiuyang was riding was located in the center of the ship array, commanding the overall situation.

The 5,000 black-armored dead soldiers had already laid a lot of dark wood on the bottom of the river upstream, which was already uncomfortable for the huge building warship with an extremely deep draft, and this light sail boat was undoubtedly the most convenient and simple tool for crossing the river this time.

Gongsun Emei, who was led out of the hole, and the 30,000 dragon king sailors under his command were trapped in the center of the river, and the giant building battleship that touched the underwater man-made dark wood could not move at all, and could only be slaughtered under the rain of rockets in the sky.

This is the way of giving back to the other.

Countless stray rockets flew down without warning, and the giant battleship was in a panic. There were the sounds of fleeing, the howls of being burned by the flames, and the shouts of shouting and fighting the enemy to the end.

Some soldiers jumped into the river, some soldiers with arrows fell to the ground, and some commanders and captains set up catapults and crossbow arrows that were damaged by the black-armored dead soldiers in a panic in an attempt to counterattack......

Gongsun Emei watched the tragic scenes with his own eyes and took a deep breath of anger.

The second round of rockets swarmed like bees.

Gongsun Emei swept up, and the Baxiu Fang Heavenly Halberd danced with the wind.

I saw that the snowflakes falling in the surrounding void began to rotate with the trajectory of the Baxiu Fang Heavenly Halberd Dance, and a snowstorm broke out in the center dominated by Gongsun Emei. The snowspout spun up into the night sky, and it was a sight to behold.

"Up!"

Gongsun Emei sighed twice.

Another huge snowstorm tornado swirled up the terrifying whirlpool on the river, and the surging river water hung upside down.

Ssangyong draws water!

In front of the thirty giant warships in Hengjiang, two waterspouts rolled up a monstrous curtain. The huge curtain of the river is like a sluice gate descending on the world, rolling more than half of the feathers of the second round of flying rockets into the tornado, or blocking it from the water curtain.

Gongsun Emei, who showed strong cultivation, blocked the second wave of attacks, and then decisively threw out the domineering Fang Heavenly Halberd in his hand. The cold light in the night rushed into the river, like a green dragon swimming under the surface of the river, extremely fast.

A vice admiral on the battleship did not hesitate for a moment after seeing the Fang Tian Halberd in the water, and landed on it with a jump, and this pair passed downstream with Fang Tian Ji as a boat.

......

Luo Changfeng, who was dressed in the iron armor of Futu and the skin of a silver fox, stood on top of the 3,000-foot sword wall of Dujiangyan, looking down on the smoke and flames of war on the river in the distance.

He didn't know if he would be able to win the tactics he had planned, because he had no experience in arranging troops on the battlefield.

He didn't know if the 5,000 black-armored dead soldiers could fight more than half of the 30,000 sailors of Gongsun Emei, and he couldn't estimate the outcome of Wu Xiuyang's 30,000 troops crossing the river head-on.

He was nervous.

Fortunately, he was not alone, and there were also 30,000 armored soldiers behind him.

Taking advantage of Wu Xiuyang's tireless order to attack, and while Gongsun Emei and his more than 10,000 water brothers trapped in Jiangxin were busy escaping to deal with the sky-flowing rocket feathers, Luo Changfeng personally led 30,000 armor soldiers to quietly climb to the top of the 3,000-foot sword wall under the cover, and condescendingly took in all the battle conditions.

The scout came to report: "General!"

Luo Changfeng didn't turn around: "Say." ”

The scout said, "The remaining 20,000 sailors at Guanlongkou have been drawn out to support. ”

Luo Changfeng, who had long expected that the dark wood under the water would not be able to trap the 30,000 Dragon King Division, nodded: "How are you prepared?"

Several lieutenant generals stepped forward with the special wings of the Hosoliu Army on their backs: "General Hui, everyone is ready." ”

Luo Changfeng, who was no longer watching the tragic battle with a cold eye, turned around, looked at the figure of 30,000 who had been waiting for a long time, and he put flying wings on himself.

"Let's go!"

Luo Changfeng shook with one foot, and jumped from the 3,000-foot sword wall to a height of hundreds of meters again.

At the moment when it stood still at the highest place, it unfolded its wings behind it.

He began to fly.

Behind him, the 30,000 soldiers and brothers drew scoops according to the gourd, stretched out the wings of the organ and flew downstream of Dujiangyan, passing by the wind and snow.

This night, the north wind brought heavy snow, and also sent heavenly soldiers and generals.

......

Wu Xiuyang personally led 10,000 ships connected to each other to approach the thirty giant warships anchored in the center of the river.

The two sides met, and they fought each other in close combat.

Behind Gongsun Emei, the reinforcements of the 20,000 Dragon King Water Divisions stationed at Guanlongkou have arrived.

A real fair battle was set off on the river in an instant.

......

Fenglingdu, the residence of Li Tiangang, the governor of the 200,000 Dragon King Water Division.

A lieutenant in armor and a sword hurriedly broke into the harmony of singing and dancing, and whispered in Li Tiangang's ear to report the urgent battle that arose in the middle of the night.

Li Tiangang, the governor of the capital who originally listened to the introduction of Konghou and appreciated the singers, was in a very good mood, and he was furious when he heard that the Xiliu Army attacked Guanlongkou at night.

The grumpy but elegant governor of the capital slapped the table case with his palm, and his eyes rose angrily.

"Presumptuous!"

With a shout, dozens of generals on the left and right sides stood with their swords in unison.

"General. ”

"General......

The vocal music in the hall suddenly stopped, and the dancers fell to their knees in fear.

Li Tiangang ignored the sudden stop of Gong Hou and those singers, and wanted to leave with his sword. But in the splendid hall of the Metropolitan Governor's Mansion, there are people who don't want to let him leave.

It was a slender woman.

A young and beautiful woman.

The woman was not hiding somewhere, she had been playing the gong hou in the main hall. When Li Tiangang raised his sword and wanted to leave, the slender onion fingers plucked the strings again, and the gong hou rose again.

A sound wave visible to the naked eye shot out like a sword qi, pressing towards Li Tiangang.

Li Tiangang, the commander of the 200,000 Dragon King Water Division, cultivated not low, and when he subconsciously sensed the danger, he drew his sword and slashed it out of thin air.

The sound waves collided with the sword qi.

The paintings around were instantly scarred.

The dancers were frightened and fled.

Dozens of generals in armor and knives reacted very quickly, and in between breaths, they surrounded the woman who was playing the gonghou.

Outside the main hall, nearly a hundred guards came one after another.

For a time, the swords and swords in the bright hall were cold.

The woman who had collapsed in front of Tarzan and was as calm as ever, suddenly smiled.

"The Governor of the Metropolis is a big battle!"