Yanguli's arrow of course hit the target, and the peep on the third floor immediately let out a scream.

"Master's Marksman!"

"The master is mighty!"

Several elves around Yanguli immediately shouted, this three-story building was built by a retired member of the Bright Empire, it was the place he used to watch the play, and it was one of the commanding heights in Shenyang City.

After a small stronghold used as an illusion node was conquered, the elves had been extremely nervous for the last few hours.

Fortunately, the tactics of this sage of the Bright Empire are as dull as other Bright Emperor ** officials.

Did he think that he was fighting against the Emperor of Light, who was suffering a loss and wanted to make his allies suffer a loss?

Just under the cover of the night, they wanted to break through their defenses???

Yanguli had already told them that they would face a night attack tonight, and that this sage would cast a powerful spell that could directly threaten the "Cauldron of Bliss" with the help of height, so they had been staring at this tall building for a long time.

Of course, they still respect this rare brave sage very much, just by daring to fight guerrillas in Shenyang City, and by virtue of "breaking the array of fire" to break through a small stronghold, and even dare to attack a large stronghold by night, it is already a rare figure in the Empire of Light.

He could have escaped from the practically undefended walls with the help of ladders and ropes, and even if the limited archers spotted them, it was only a warning, and the elven troops would not have moved on a large scale for some of the escapees, which would weaken their defenses.

And this sage teacher has reached this point and does not run away, even if it is Yanguli, he must give a thumbs up and praise: "There is a kind!" ”

If He Shixian was still there, he would have whipped this traitor severely, although this guy was an old acquaintance of the Mandate Khan, but Yanguli had long wanted to whip him, and after he surrendered, he never had any respect for the Mandate Khan. He even often called the Manifest Khan by his name.

This time, after learning that there was no need to change the hairstyle for the time being, he even showed a sigh of relief, although this was done so that he could continue to fool the possible remnants of the city, and it turned out later. The Khan's arrangement was indeed the same as his usual arrangement, and it was extremely wise, and the Yanhuang altar, which had been demolished, somehow started working again......

But you must not rejoice.

And why did such an important enemy never report this time?

It is impossible to cast the "Breaking Array of Fire" by those who have learned spells in their early years. But the bureaucrats who don't go to the battlefield at all can only be court mages who study spells day and night, and use their magic ability as the foundation.

If Shenyang City is not conquered in one fell swoop, the appearance of such a character on the city tower can make the unprepared elven army pay a great price.

But even so, Yanguli was confident that the situation was still under his control.

Although this sage is kind enough, it is also stupid enough, the big stronghold of the hot pot restaurant and the small stronghold of the temple are completely two different concepts, the latter is just an advance base established by the spy through corruption, and it only plays a supporting role. The former is the real altar established by the god sacrifice arranged by the wild boar skin himself after He Shixian finally made up his mind to rebel.

The level of defense is not the same thing at all.

Still, Yanguli chose to be cautious.

After Yanguli was shot, he did not order the troops to attack, but according to the predetermined plan, the defense was contracted.

Yanguli is not greedy for merit at all, his strength is already insufficient, and after being transferred to monitor the Yanhuang Ancestral Temple where the remnants of the soldiers gathered, his strength has been extremely weak.

He would never let the great cause of the entire elf clan be affected for the sake of his own false name.

As long as he and Prince Azig hold their respective strongholds, wait until the day after tomorrow, at most the day after tomorrow. A large group of people will come back.

At that time, the remnants of the city will only have two paths: when the slaves are slowly crushed to death and immediately dismembered by knives, the irritating Yanhuang Dragon Ancestral Temple will be completely polluted and desecrated. Changed to the altar of the gods.

Until then, he just has to wait.

Yanguli was convinced that prudence was the cornerstone of victory.

……………

Seeing that the elven army did not advance but retreated, hugging a ball and shrinking into the hot pot restaurant, Wu Xin felt that things would not be easy.

This kind of caution shows that he is facing the most difficult kind of enemy to deal with this time. The emerging elf group is really full of talents, and there are people everywhere who can take charge of themselves.

Wu Xin decided to throw in a little more bait, and he gave Villefort a look.

The gang member immediately resumed his old routine, and he drew his dagger and ordered the abbot, who had already been shot by an arrow: "You, poke your head out to see how many elves there are." ”

"You can't do this, you promised me that as long as I told me all the information, you wouldn't harm me." The shouting abbot also had a feather arrow stuck in his body, "You can't harm me, you swore in front of the Yanhuang Dragon, you are a bad descendant." ”

"Less nonsense, you can't get out?" Villefort slashed the abbot and cut a hole in his fat. "If you go out, you may still live, but if you don't go out, you will die."

The abbot still refused to go out: "I can't see how many elves there are at all, even if I see clearly, you still have to use me to lure the elves out." ”

He already understood Wu Xin's tactics and his intentions: "You just don't want to kill me with your own hands, you are also breaking your oath!" ”

Villefort was going to take out the tool bag and give him a little color.

Wu Xin grabbed him, and then said to his father-in-law: "I'm not harming you. ”

"Grass mud horse, grass mud horse." The abbot scolded Wu Xin.

"I'm really just making the most of it, and I'm asking myself if I'm not lying." Wu Xin didn't turn his face, but his expression was more solemn, "But this is indeed an excuse, I can't deceive Yanhuang Zhilong, I really don't want to let go of you, a sinner who forgets your ancestors, as long as you have the opportunity, I will make you pay for your actions, since the excuse is found, you can only die." I know the dogma of the Yanhuang Dragon better than you, and you don't have to believe what you say, and you don't have to do it. ”

"Phew, then you don't want to use me one last resort!" The abbot also let go, he actually couldn't withstand Villefort's torture in the end, but delaying a little time would also be harmful to Wu Xin's plan.

Wu Xin had expected this, and the reason why he was open and honest was that he had a plan: "You are dead today, but if you cooperate with me honestly, I will not go to the temple that has been breached to arrest your lover and child." They're probably collecting your buried possessions. Ten years of piety abbot always has a few hundred taels of snowflake silver, a woman, a child, to carry a few hundred taels of silver will definitely not be fast. ”

Wu Xin's voice was not loud, but he was categorical, even if he was treacherous, he did not hesitate or be ashamed.

"You can't do this, I became a monk, but I didn't disrespect my ancestors." This is the reason why the dragon of Yanhuang barely endured the existence of Buddhism. "The Yellow Dragon is the most lenient of the gods, and he is extremely disgusted with the killing of women and children, and you will not do such cruel things if you look at him as the most devout believer of the Yellow Dragon."

Although most of the development of Our Lady of the Yan Dynasty to the end of the Ming Dynasty was caused by the operation of the bureaucratic system itself, the ancient morality of the Yan and Huang clans gradually detached from reality with time, and it is indeed one of the factors that cannot be ignored.

"That's when you don't know, what a terrible road ahead we face, even the Yellow Dragon has moments of despair." Wu Xin pinched the abbot's fat neck fiercely. "The most terrible thing in the world is to fail, to perish, to lose oneself, and nothing is cruel in order to save my people from this fate."

The abbot looked at Wu Xin's almost crazy eyes, knowing that he was not talking empty words, if he did not cooperate, then he would definitely kill his children and lover.

Wu Xin did make up his mind.

In order to save Huaxia and save tens of thousands of people in Shenyang, he can break his oath and use the abbot as bait, or he can threaten their relatives with the lives of women and children.

As the second generation of the high priest of Yanhuang said, the husband does not have to believe his words, and his deeds do not have to be fruitful, but the righteousness lies.

This "righteousness" makes all the difference. (To be continued.) )