The man touched his nose very wrongly, they have always lived in the bitter cold borderland, he rarely slipped on the ice on a snowy day, how could he slip now?

Subconsciously, he raised his foot and touched the sole of his shoe with his hand, and couldn't help but be stunned under this touch, why is his hand greasy? How can there be oil on the side of this road.

At the same time, in another alley, a barbarian soldier sniffed vigorously, and a faint incense wafted in the air, and the smell seemed to be the smell of wine.

"One by one, it's almost the third shift now." Ruan Yanluo raised his sleeves, watched it stand still in the air, and said a word to Lu Xiuyi.

It's not that she doesn't trust Lu Xiuyi, but at this time, there is still no wind at all, and the barbarians have already approached their defense line, so she can't help but be in a hurry.

If the wind does not blow, then all their plans will be in vain.

Lu Xiuyi's expression was a little tense, Xu Lang came too quickly, after Ruan Yanluo set the strategy of dividing and encircling him, he didn't have time to think about what to do later, when the fight was fought on the city wall, they got together, racking their brains to think about what they would do when the barbarians entered the city, so as to minimize casualties.

Lu Xiuyi temporarily said some simple mechanisms, but these mechanisms alone are absolutely not enough.

Several people discussed for a long time, but they didn't come up with an idea, now it is late spring, the weather is getting hotter, Ruan Yanluo has something in his heart, and he feels hot all over, so he can't help whispering: "What the hell is this weather, not even the silk wind?" ”

And Lu Xiuyi looked at the sky according to Ruan Yanluo's words, and said casually: "It'll be fine in the evening, there will be a northeast wind in the middle of the night today." ”

Originally, it was just an unintentional remark, but after Ruan Yanluo heard it, his eyes lit up suddenly.

The city of Miluo sits in the north and faces south, and the gate of the city is open in the southeast direction, and the northwest wind blows from the northwest direction, and it blows in the southeast.

Almost instantly, Ruan Yanluo knew what method to use.

There is wind to borrow, it must be a fire attack!

It's just that when they came up with this method, the signal from Nangong Fang's side also came, and they didn't have time to arrange it at all, so they had to open the city gate first, let the barbarians in, and then Ruan Yanluo quickly sketched a line on the map, this line traverses the entire Miluo City, not a straight line, but zigzag, but it also happens to divide Miluo City into two equal parts.

Ruan Yanluo asked Yan Yue to pass down the order, and before the third watch tonight, the Tianyao army would never be allowed to retreat across this horizontal line. When this horizontal line is implemented in every street and alley, it becomes a specific shop, a real landmark, so there will be a scene where the Tianyao army is stubbornly defending certain places, and would rather die no matter how many people die, but also recapture a certain place.

Just because this is the order of Princess Ling.

And Princess Ling's order is equivalent to King Ling's order.

On the one hand, he ordered people to defend these places, and on the other hand, he ordered people to properly arrange them on this horizontal line, water and fire are the most ruthless, and if this fire does not burn, it must be burned to the earth, so that the people who are trapped in it have no chance to escape.

Seeing that the third watch has arrived, everything has been prepared, but this northeast wind has not come.

This kind of war of attrition is the most cruel, and no one knows how many people are left in the Tianyao Army and how long they can hold out.

Just when everyone's faces were calm, a newly haired willow branch in the corner of the wall suddenly swayed slightly, and a cool breeze swished over, fast and light, as if there was no zài at all.

Ruan Yanluo was stunned for a moment, and then the wind suddenly became stronger, blowing so that every tree of willow swayed.

"The wind, the wind!" Yan Yue's bright eyes widened suddenly, and she said in surprise to Ruan Yanluo.

Ruan Yanluo felt the hair on his temples fluttering on his face, and his heart couldn't help but feel ecstatic.

It's really heaven that doesn't stop her, and this wind really rises.

As if to verify Ruan Yanluo's idea, the wind blew louder and louder, but after a moment's work, it was already blowing whirring.

The wind blew from behind Ruan Yanluo, blowing her clothes all over her body, and even people seemed to stumble forward.

Ruan Yanluo felt this strength, her heart was full of indescribable happiness, she took two steps forward suddenly, and said sharply: "Ignite the fire!" ”

The last thing Ruan Yanluo wanted was to see the death of the people around him, but this time, he had to watch them die.

In the past half a day, listening to the screams and howls, I knew that the soldiers of Tianyao were fighting bloodily, and I knew that they would inevitably suffer terrible casualties in such a hand-to-hand encounter, but they could not do anything, and they did not dare to do anything.

It was already the best she could think of, and if she didn't, more people would die.

Righteousness does not manage money, and compassion does not lead soldiers.

But who knows what kind of ups and downs the heart of the seemingly iron-blooded and cold-faced decision-maker is?

If a man's decision can only determine his own fate, he must be fearless, because no one else has to be implicated. When a person's decision can affect the fate of another person other than himself, he has already begun to hesitate, and when he can influence the fate of more than three people, his heart will waver and hesitate. And when his decisions affect the fate of thousands of people, the feelings that this person has in his heart are by no means proud, but panic.

Because he didn't know how much of a consequence his small order would bring.

Therefore, every person who can sit in a high position and calmly give instructions without changing his face, no matter how much you criticize him, this person is worthy of admiration, because he sits in that position and can bear the responsibility given to him by that position.

As Ruan Yanluo set fire to the word, Yan Yue personally took the arrow and shot out a brilliant color.

For a while, countless rockets flew out from different places, and then, like a trick of spitting fire at a temple fair, in the middle of Miluo City, a line of fire suddenly ignited, dividing the entire Miluo City into two halves, and this line of fire spread in the direction of the city wall like a beast by the wind of the northeast wind, and it ran out more than ten meters in an instant, turning into a wide fire belt.

The originally pitch-black Miluo City shone brightly in an instant, but this light was the reflection of the Death Scythe.

Screams rang out from all over the streets, and the screams were terrible and unbearable.

Ruan Yanluo looked at this brilliant firelight, and his heart flashed with excitement, with this fire, at least the people they have here will not be wiped out, and this Miluo City really has hope to be defended.

I took two more steps forward, trying to see more clearly, but suddenly my feet went limp, and I fell backwards.