Yuan Wuxing always felt a little uneasy, he had already lay down, but he couldn't help but get up and leave the room. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The gate is still firmly in the hands of the Caizhou army, no matter how violent and arrogant the Nanyang army outside the city is, but they can't get in.

However, Yuan Wuxing also knew that if he continued like this, he would not be able to hold on for too long, if the reinforcements from Ruyang did not come.

Although the offensive of the Nanyang Army has slowed down during this time, and the intensity is not as strong as some time ago, the small-scale battles are still fierce every day, not to drop one or two hundred corpses, not to collect troops, to kill three thousand, to injure eight hundred, and to also have enough coffins in the Caizhou Army every day.

The fierce battle under Zhenyang City has also entered a critical stage, the head of the family and several elders have gone all out to intervene, Liu Xuan, Liu Can and the head of the family and the other two elders are said to be earth-shattering, and the casualties on both sides of the battle are more than 8,000 people, which can be called a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

The head of the family and the two elders were seriously injured, and Liu Xuan's injuries were not light, but Liu Can of the Liu family still maintained considerable combat effectiveness, if it weren't for the fact that he had launched magic weapons one after another to threaten Liu Can, Liu Can would probably be even more arrogant.

The situation is very unfavorable to the Caizhou army, and now it can only rely on the city wall of Zhenyang County to resist it.

In Yuan Wuxing's view, there is no need to defend the Western Front anymore, and he should retreat in great strides, abandon the line of Wufang and Langshan, and retreat to the line of Ruyang and Zhenyang, because this battle is really a battle for the survival of the Yuan family.

Taking a deep breath, Yuan Wuxing felt the crisis facing his family for the first time, the first time he had felt this way since he became sensible.

The entire land of Caizhou seemed to have suddenly become a leaky sieve, the north and northeast directions were overwhelmed by the Liang army, and the western front was even more defeated, and even Yuan Wuwei, who had always been calm and calm, could not afford to be seriously injured.

Now the southern front is even more dangerous, once Zhenyang falls, or Wengangzha is captured, then only the last pass of Ruyang is left, and the Nanyang army after gaining momentum may be more difficult to fight.

Yuan Wuxing, who has always had a deep background in Caizhou and full of family confidence, realized the taste of being stretched for the first time.

Tracing back to the source, Yuan Wuwei felt that the first step was still wrong.

This battle can be described as a meaningless battle that costs people and money.

Yuan Wuxing was even thinking that if it hadn't been for the defeat in the battle of the fortified beginning, maybe it wouldn't have aroused Nanyang's ambitions, or at least it could delay the expansion of Nanyang's army's ambitions for a while?

The damage brought to Caizhou by that battle was also huge, thousands of soldiers were killed and wounded, Zhao Lan was killed, Yuan Wuving, Yuan Wenbai, and Yuan Wenyu were seriously injured, which directly led to the huge loss of the Yuan family's vital forces, but what did this get in exchange?

They all thought that they could directly solve the Gushi Army with the momentum of a boulder crushing eggs, but they didn't expect to break a few of their teeth, and this battle was really not cost-effective.

It's just too late to regret it, and when Yuan Wuwei thinks of this, he can't help but want to sigh.

Just as he was about to soak his body with cold water, he heard the sound of hurried footsteps.

"Your Excellency!"

Yuan Wuxing knew from the other party's flustered face that something must be wrong, and he tried to stabilize his mind: "Say, what's the situation?"

"The water mouth has been taken by the enemy!"

"Shuikou?!" Yuan Wuxing was stunned, he really didn't expect that there would be a situation on the Shuikou side, but Shuikou was taken there, what was the point? Is it going to break the embankment and flood the Seventh Army?

After thinking for a while, Yuan Wuxing asked, "Is there anything unusual about the Nanyang military camp in the past two days?"

Several subordinates who had already been alarmed had already followed, and as soon as they heard the question, they all quickly shook their heads: "Nothing has changed, today's battle is as usual." ”

Yuan Wuxing was a little relieved, but he was even more puzzled.

The terrain of the Nanyang military camp is lower, and because of this, the Nanyang army is also stationed on the side of Shuikou with a cavalry army, which is to prevent their own embankment, if the embankment is broken and the water is released, they will naturally feel uncomfortable, but the worse is probably the Nanyang army, so Yuan Wuxing is even more puzzled.

If the Nanyang army captured the water mouth but not to break the embankment, it would be even more incomprehensible, not to mention the narrow land from the high ridge land, their own fence village is also equipped with catapults and bed crossbows, from this side of the strong attack, it is better to attack from the front can be more expanded, give full play to their military advantages.

Or are they going to occupy the ridge and send someone to break the embankment? But this embankment is not a matter of a while, and even if hundreds of people come to dig it, I am afraid it will take several hours to do it.

With this time, you can prepare for a long time, and you can send strong crossbowmen to rush forward and shoot along the riverbank condescendingly, I don't know how many lives the Nanyang army intends to take in exchange for this meaningless act of breaking the embankment?

And this will have to be done after they have evacuated the camp themselves.

The more Yuan Wuxing thought about it, the more he felt that he couldn't explain it, but the worry in his heart was not reduced at all.

"Let's go, let the dragon bird tail prepare, and prepare two more soldiers, come with me. Taking a deep breath, Yuan Wuxing's own soldiers had already handed the iron halberd to him, he cheered up, when the matter came, a battle was inevitable.

Just when Yuan Wuxing was actively mobilizing troops to recapture the high base, Jiang Feng and the others were regrouping their troops for a long time, waiting for the arrival of Caizhou's soldiers.

It should be said that Cai Zhoubing's movements were relatively slow, but Jiang Feng estimated that this might be related to the fact that they were a little confused about the purpose of their gang to seize the line of Gaoli Ridge.

I'm afraid that the commander of the Caizhou Army also doesn't understand what his gang is doing when they come to take down Shuikou, do they want to flood the Seventh Army, whether they want to flood the Caizhou Army or the Nanyang Army?

The two boats had been planted on the banks of the river in a symmetrical position, and a group of sergeants who were good at water were already busy under the command of the magicians.

Long wooden poles of various shapes and lengths were lifted down and then laid out along the ridges at the most recessed points in a certain direction and angle.

Jiang Feng looked at Deng Guinian and Xu Jing with a solemn face.

On the bow of the ship, these men instructed the soldiers to continuously insert wooden poles into the water or dirt according to their directions, and then wound them with special silk threads, and finally converged and connected with the dragon horn in Xu Jing's hand.

The ordinary training finally played a role at this time, the soldiers had obviously trained many times before, and under the command of Deng Guinian and Xu Jing, they were still a little flustered at first, but they soon entered the state, and inserted the wooden poles one by one in an orderly manner, and the silk threads were wound to form a formation similar to the Bagua Array.

"My lord, the Caizhou army has come out, there are about two or three hundred people, and the leader should be a master of the Heavenly Realm. ”

Ding Man and Guo Yue are both ready to try, and the protagonists of this battle are the magicians, which makes them a little disappointed, but now they can finally have an opponent.

Jiang Feng laughed, "Don't be busy, let the cycads prepare their catapults and bed crossbows, and let them taste their own things first." ”

As if sensing something, Cai Zhoujun finally swept away the chaos that had just come out of the gate, quickly formed a team, and pounced at a faster speed.

It's just that they didn't expect that it was a catapult and a bed crossbow from the high base that cut their heads and covered their faces.

The catapult of the Caizhou Army is too far away from the catapult of the Gu Shi Army, and more than a dozen people can only operate one, so everyone simply uses the bed crossbow to the extreme.

The three-bow bed crossbow can send out several powerful giant crossbow arrows at one time, accompanied by the piercing sound of the bed crossbow, more than ten soldiers who rushed to the forefront almost did not even have a chance to snort and were swept by this wave of crossbow arrows.

As soon as Ma Ershan heard the sound of twisting strings, he subconsciously fell to the ground, he knew too well how powerful this thing was, but he didn't expect the enemy to use it against him.

The cousin died on the spot, which almost made him pee his pants, and fled back to the fence with the defeated soldiers, but he didn't expect to be escorted back again.

Yuan Wuxing secretly screamed as soon as he heard the sound of twisting strings.

On such a narrow ground, the power of the bed crossbow is the most exerted, ordinary soldiers can't resist the blow of this weapon at all, it seems that the number of enemies is not much, although the bed crossbow is firing, but only one catapult seems to be exerting its power, Yuan Wuxing's heart is slightly lowered.

With a light snort, Yuan Wuxing's body was light, and he suddenly rose high, and he passed through the air in a few steps, passing past the scattered soldiers in front of him, and went straight to the high base.

Jiang Feng saw Yuan Wuxing's figure at the first time, it was too familiar, but he didn't want to see Yuan Wuxing at this time, after all, this kind of thing can not be taken care of, or it is better not to take a picture.

"Aman, Guo Yue, it's Yuan Wuxing!" Jiang Feng paused slightly, "You two go and deal with it, drag him down, don't let them rush over, it's estimated that it's faster here, Caizhou's army is slower than I imagined, you listen to our call, once you're ready, you will retreat!"

The spell array has been arranged, and the soldiers have all boarded the boat, Xu Jing, who is standing at the bow of the boat, holds the dragon horn in his hand, closes his eyes and concentrates, and his solemn face makes people subconsciously have a sense of awe.

The shouting and killing sound on the ridge had no effect on Xu Jing at this time, at this time she had completely entered the realm of Xuanshen induction, she needed to use Xuanshen to urge the power of the dragon horns, and the dragon horns covered with talismans and spells were like a funnel full of energy at this time, waiting for a guide to draw out the power.

A series of spells guided the text to be silently recited in Xu Jing's mouth, the silk thread that was originally swaying in the wind suddenly tightened, the dragon horn rose slightly, and there seemed to be some kind of underworld power falling from the sky in the darkness, and from the dragon horn along the silk thread to the eighty-eight sixty-four wooden poles.

Jiang Feng, who was standing in the dark under the high platform, put the horse chopping knife at his feet, and suddenly felt that his feet moved, and subconsciously looked into the river, and the ridge moved again, and the water waves in the river slowly swayed, driving the boat to shake gently. (To be continued.) )