The Peishui tragedy, which shocked the Zhongzhou mainland, finally had a dramatic reversal after the early hours of the morning.

Why is this happening? How could someone who escaped from the village be the Awakened?

Why is this happening? Mortals carry the heads of gods in their hands.

Why is this happening? The soldiers who don't know mana are actually chasing a group of fire cultivators, and the shouts in their mouths are actually shaking the heavens and the earth.

Why is this happening? The lowly grass people are able to rush at the enemy with their scythes.

The whole of Peishui was already in the center of a storm vortex, with the Black Iron soldiers charging ahead, the mortals following closely behind, and every time an invader was killed, a group of mortals ran forward to help the soldiers cut off their heads.

It's bloody, it's bloody.

The carpenter Wang actually carried a saw and followed, and he was sawing people's heads like sawing wood. The sound is like grinding teeth, and no one is afraid.

What the hell is going on? Mortals are so bloody?

The Cheng army has now lost control of the army, and the more than 2,000 soldiers are now fighting on their own, infiltrating the countryside of Peishui like a pool of mercury.

Daydream and Cheng Jun are now at the edge of the swamp, one of the few safe havens, and further down the road is the secret ironworks.

It seems that the intelligence of the Li family has not discovered this place at all, otherwise Li Feiyang will definitely take the lead in attacking here.

Cheng Jun and Daydream didn't think about rushing out to direct the soldiers to fight back, but they were the objects of strict protection from Lord Driftfire, and now there were 4 Tongmasons guarding them.

As for Yang Fan and the other dozen or so members, they had long since disappeared into the night, and they were also hunting those fire cultivators.

"What's going on? Horn... I actually heard the sound of the horn..."Cheng Jun, who had been depressed for half the night, suddenly became excited.

At this time, the daydream was also heard, and he stood up, looking at the fiery red sky in the north, and his heart suddenly became anxious.

"Yes, it's a horn, and it's an offensive horn... Wait, and the rallying horn..."

"Damn, which kind of guy is this, really give Lao Tzu a long face, I didn't train them in vain..."

"It's not a kind, the horn is endless, and it sounds in several directions, it seems that this group of rabbit cubs is really desperate..."

Just as the two of them were excitedly trying to break out, a group of people suddenly poured out of the swamp, a group of blacksmiths in black iron armor.

At the head is the master hammer.

"My lord, we're ready, let's stop being aggrieved here, let's rush out..."

"yes, we can't just do nothing..."

The blacksmiths were indignant, but daydreams calmed down.

"Masters... Masters... You are quiet, you are all the treasures of our Peishui, it is because of your efforts that we have tonight's counterattack..."

"Your battlefield is not in front of you, but behind you, if you really want to help, please go back to the ironworks, light the blast furnace, and build better weapons for our soldiers..."

"I have received your will on behalf of the adults, and I would like to accept your gift here..."

After saying that, Daydream changed his usual slackness and solemnly gave a salute to the blacksmiths.

Hammer looked at the adult's determined face, sighed and turned back.

"Don't look at it, let's go back and open the furnace, let's fight tonight..."

Cheng Jun looked at the departing blacksmiths and said involuntarily.

"The people's hearts can be used, the people's hearts can be used..."

Chengjun's summary is similar to nonsense, and the current Peishui is not only available to the people, but also the people's hearts.

I have to say that the morale of the people is such a wonderful thing, when a small victory can inspire ten people, soon the emotions of these ten people will infect hundreds of people. The emotions of hundreds of people can infect tens of thousands of people.

What's more, there were more and more god-killing incidents in the entire Peishui, and the mortals who had risen to kill erupted with unimaginable enthusiasm, and they suddenly had a kind of pride in their hearts.

The trumpet of the Black Iron Battalion sounded, the horn of the Scimitar Battalion was sounded, the Tiger Battalion, the Iron Shield Battalion, the Long Sword, the Curved Bow... And so on and so on and so on.

As long as the establishment is still there, as long as people are still alive, no one is a deserter, and everyone is actually counterattacking.

Moreover, the more than 2,000 soldiers also affected 200,000 people, and every time they rescued a village, they could boost the morale of the whole village.

More and more people followed the soldiers and charged, and the black pressure was invisible.

The whole Peishui was full of screams and shouts, and these voices gathered together, and they were as strong as a tsunami.

At this time, Li Feiyang was also a little dumbfounded, and he suddenly felt an extremely strange atmosphere.

"What kind of sound is this, is it rising water? Why is it so continuous?"

"No, it's like a crowd..."

At this time, Li Feiyang's heart suddenly went up and down, and when he was connected with the attack of the dozen waves of outlaws just now, Li Feiyang finally retreated.

At this time, the fire cultivator beside him was a little unstable, and said softly to Li Feiyang.

"My lord, should we accept it when we see it... I've always felt a little weird..."

The words of his subordinates reminded him, and he looked at the only hundred or so fire cultivators left around, and was silent for a long time.

Do you want to keep attacking? No, I don't always feel right.

Retreat now? No, I'm really unwilling.

After thinking about it for a long time, Li Feiyang finally made up his mind.

"Let's go, in front of Dawangzhuang, that is the most populous town under Liuhuo, let's burn him, and then collect the troops..."

"It's... My lord..."

When the subordinates saw that the task was very clear, and they knew that they would be able to leave this ghost place in a while, their morale was naturally much better than just now.

More than a hundred fire cultivators accompanied Li Feiyang and quickly rushed towards Dawangzhuang.

This road is enough for everyone, the war horses were scattered in the mine, and now they are all running on two legs. Damn, when did the awakened suffer like this?

At this time, Dawangzhuang was already in chaos, it turned out that before Li Feiyang, there were already 5 fire cultivators who had successfully rushed in, and countless shops had already been set on fire by them.

However, their results did not last long, and they were suppressed by Yang Fan and several members of the Tongmasons who rushed in. Not only did Yang Fan and them arrive, but many soldiers also rushed in.

Now these 5 fire correctors are fighting and retreating, spitting fireballs blocking the pursuers, and they will soon withdraw from Zhuangzi.

The fire cultivators were very depressed, they were so depressed that they were about to vomit blood. They thought that these soldiers were so difficult, and the awakened people led by Yang Fan were already enough to entangle, and there was still a siege of this group of black iron soldiers.

"Damn, what kind of armor is this, why doesn't oil and salt go in..."

"Damn, these bastards are throwing bricks... Even the common people have been involved..."

It seems that these awakened people who don't have the support of high-level spells really can't do the Black Iron Soldiers.

Just as these fire cultivators were exhausted, a light suddenly came from behind them, and a fire dragon rose into the sky, leaping over their heads and swooping down on the soldiers.

"Broken? This is the fire dragon summoned by Li Feiyang... Guys hidden..."

It's a pity that it's too late, the speed of the fire dragon is too fast, and it has already rushed into the crowd in the blink of an eye.

Countless people didn't even have a chance to shout, they had already burned to charcoal, and many soldiers were roasted alive by the heat, and the black iron equipment that brought them safety finally encountered high-level spells.

Li Feiyang is now the only awakened person who can cast high-level spells, and along the way, he has called fiercely, but high-level spells have really not released much.

Coupled with the fact that he is now very aware of the strangeness of the black iron equipment, this move is a big move.

Not only were the fire dragons flying, but in the crowd, under their feet, the earth suddenly glowed red, and tiny cracks appeared, and in these cracks, streams of flames erupted.

The 'Fire Dragon Technique' and the 'Lava Technique' were so powerful that hundreds of civilians and dozens of Black Iron soldiers all died here.

At this time, Yang Fan was also struggling to survive, he was already very tired tonight, he had not rested at all after fighting for a night, and now he was only supported by the protection of his Yuan Qi armor and black iron armor.

How long can he hold out? Even Yang Fan himself doesn't know.

"Wen Liang... You go down first... Let the people run... I'll help you hold on for a while..."

Wen Liang, who followed Yang Fan, was also desperately insisting, but he would not listen to Yang Fan's order, he wanted to give the chance of survival to the adults.

"Brother Yang... You are more important than me, you withdraw first, and I will help you resist..."

After saying that, Wen Liang actually took a big step forward, not only Wen Liang, but also the other 3 awakened people around him also took a big step forward.

"Yang Fan, you hurry up, your intelligence team still needs you to lead, Peishui can't do without you..."

Yang Fan wanted to cry, maybe he was already crying, but the hot air dried all the moisture, and even if there were tears, he couldn't shed it.

In fact, now Yang Fan was too late even if he wanted to leave, the circling fire dragon had already surrounded several of them, and the high-speed dragon body rubbed against the black iron armor, rubbing out a slippery spark.

If it weren't for the hard work of these cultivators, I'm afraid they would have died here long ago with the protection of their armor.

At this time, Li Feiyang was standing in the open space outside the village, he had changed his stinky mouth in the past, and was concentrating on casting spells.

Li Feiyang is worthy of being the young master of Lava City, although his conduct is very bad, but his subordinates still have real kung fu, Yang Fan's level wants to compete with him, it is simply a dream.

"Die, die, die. You minions of the flames, kill one and one less, you freaks, you deserve nothing but ashes in my flames..."

It would be nice if Liuhuo was here, he could see through Li Feiyang's strength at a glance, the current Li Feiyang's combat power is 130, and Yang Fan on the opposite side only has 60 combat power.

With such a huge difference in strength, it is difficult to care about Li Feiyang's arrogance.

Under the scorching heat, Yang Fan's consciousness was already a little blurred, and he said softly.

"Good brothers, I'm afraid a few of us are here today..."

Wen Liang and the others didn't answer him, because they saw that Li Feiyang's subordinates had dispersed and outflanked Dawangzhuang like a fan, and it seemed that Dawangzhuang was in a catastrophe tonight.

Li Feiyang was sneering, he had already clearly sensed that Yang Fan's resistance was weakening, and their vitality was about to run out.

The flames in Dawangzhuang became stronger, and the screams of the people before they died became even more desolate.