"Bang-"

The Wubao tribe, who was deliberately driven away, panicked and directly crashed into the main entrance of the lobby in the backyard that had not had time to be completely covered. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Boom-"

There was a dull sound of bowstrings vibrating, and the Dock Fort Clan, who had fled into the lobby, had no time to rejoice, and the body that had been shot by the crossbow arrows shook a few times before falling weakly.

The hall was filled with the only remaining servants of the Dock Fort who were able to continue to resist, led by the owner of the Dock Fort himself, who did not flee in all directions like the others when the defeat was decided, but stayed behind to defend the main house, blocking the main entrance of the hall with a few strong crossbows and hard bows, and swearing to defend their masters and relatives to the death.

"Second and third sons, stop!"

The crossbow arrows shot from inside the hall shot out quickly and plunged into the open space in the courtyard outside the hall, and the tail of the arrows was still shaking.

Seeing this, Yan Xing, who rushed to the courtyard outside the hall, retreated in time, and stretched out his hand to stop the subordinates behind him who were about to rush into the hall in one go, the enemy in the hall had obviously decided to trap the beast and fight, and at this time, even if he could take the main mansion of the dock fort in one go, he would have to pay a heavy price under the shooting of the strong crossbow.

Now that the victory is in hand, Yan Xing doesn't intend to waste his men's lives in vain, controlling the entire Dock Fort first is the most important thing, as for the enemies in the lobby, it doesn't hurt to let them live a little longer now.

This dock fort covers a large area, with nearly 200 households, and the number of men, women, and children has exceeded 1,000. Although the hastily organized resistance had been defeated by Yan Xing and his men in one go, killing and wounding a hundred and ten people, Wubao still had an advantage in numbers, so it was necessary to control the rest of the people while they were leaderless and panicked.

While making a big splash, pretending that a large number of men and horses had poured into the dock fort and were preparing to attack the inner hall, Yan Xing privately began to distribute his men to control the dock fort. The captives' subordinates, Zhuang Ke Ding Zhuang, had to tie their hands and feet and be guarded separately, while the remaining old and weak women and children were concentrated and imprisoned. At the same time, the important places such as the gates, stables, warehouses, and granaries of the dock fort also need to be allocated and strictly controlled.

Yan Xing's men were limited, and it would take some time to finish these things, so just as Yan Xing was methodically directing the manpower to act, the other two groups also rushed to Yan Xing's side.

One of the people was naturally Ma Lin and the others who had previously detoured to the back of the dock fort to attack and set fire, Ma Lin was holding two knives at this time, putting on a pair of captured leather armor, and came to Yan Xing's side with the remaining dozen or so subordinates raising their eyebrows. Although their strategy of attacking the Dock Fort and setting fire to disrupt the enemy did not completely work, it at least attracted a lot of ideas from within the Dock Fort and shared some pressure on Yan Xing, who was attacking head-on. After the troops of the dock fort were defeated by Yan Xing head-on, Ma Lin also took advantage of the internal chaos of the dock fort and led people to successfully attack the dock fort.

The other group of people was Zhou Liang and his two subordinates, who had been watching the battle on the periphery of the Dock Fort, and Zhou Liang instantly felt that the rare opportunity for meritorious service had finally come after seeing that the gate of the Dock Fort was quickly broken by Yan Xing and his people with a battering hammer. If it weren't for the fact that he heard the constant fighting between the two sides inside the dock fort, he was afraid that he would not be able to get out of the battle if he went in too early, but he was afraid that Zhou Liang would have rushed into the dock fort in a hurry. After waiting for the sound of fighting in the gate of the dock fort to gradually subside, Zhou Liang, who felt that he had been waiting for a long time, hurriedly rushed in with two of his subordinates, ready to take the opportunity to take some credit.

Ma Lin had just experienced a bloody battle, and the murderous aura and bloody smell on his body were strong, seeing this wartime retreat, and after the war, Zhou Gui Zhou, who was competing for the lead after the war, now entered the dock fort with his face on his face, disdainful in his heart, snorted coldly, don't turn his face, don't want to look at him.

Zhou Liang was laughing at this time and wanted to talk to everyone, but he didn't expect this black-faced man to give himself a cold face first. Zhou Liang couldn't help but be embarrassed, he wanted to teach this black man who didn't give himself face a lesson, but when the words came to his lips, he thought of the corpses that made his heart flutter along the road just now, and suddenly retracted the words that came to his mouth. He told himself in his heart that these "rogues" in front of him had just gone through a fight, and the killing intent was in full swing, and the gentleman did not stand under the dangerous wall, so he didn't need to be like them now.

So after secretly slandering him, Zhou Liang came to Yan Xing's side with a smile and said with a smile:

"Leader Yan is really like a god descending from the heavens, and he took this well-defended dock fort in one battle. Ha, although he is not good at fighting and shooting, he is also angry, and he shouts and cheers for the monarchs in the back - well, Chief Yan, has this Wubao been completely controlled? ”

Zhou Liang concealed his previous hesitant behavior of avoiding the battle in just a few words, and then he looked at Yan Xing, who was silent, with a flattering expression and asked.

After tonight's clean attack, he faintly felt in his heart that the leader of the "rogue bandit" in front of him was an unusual character, this kind of dock fort with high walls and deep ditches and heavy guards was captured by him in half an hour, this person's ability to drive troops to take the battle is so powerful, maybe his future fame and fortune will hang on him.

"Well, Guide Zhou, the dock fort has been roughly controlled by us and others, only this main mansion has not been captured, the owner of this dock fort retreated to the lobby with the remnants of the tribal soldiers, using a strong crossbow and a hard bow to guard the hall gate, I am planning to mobilize people to use fire attack!"

Yan Xing was familiar with this kind of villain's face, but he didn't show disdain and resentment on his face, he lightly brushed aside the current situation in the dock fort, and then planned to gather the remaining men to prepare to gather firewood and attack the enemy in the lobby.

"Leader Yan, no!"

Hearing that he was going to attack the remnants of the enemy in the lobby, Zhou Liang's eyes instantly turned a few times, shaking his short and fat body, and reaching out to dissuade Yan Xing's fire attack.

"Oh, why is that?"

Yan Xing was not dissatisfied with the other party's rash remarks to stop his plan, on the contrary, he was surprised in his heart, but he was a little expecting that this guide with the appearance of a villain would give him a different opinion.

Although Yan Xing did not have a dissatisfied look, seeing Ma Lin behind Yan Xing glaring at him with wide eyes, the muscles on Zhou Liang's black and yellow wrinkled face still shook a few times, he hooked the corners of his mouth, and said to Yan Xing with careful words:

"Chief Yan, there must be a lot of treasures and goods in this main mansion. If you attack with fire, the fire is too small, which is not conducive to breaking the enemy; The fire is too big, and it destroys goods and property—"

Zhou Liang's voice paused deliberately, and there was a hint of smugness on his dry yellow face.

"So in my opinion, it's better to smoke than to attack!"