Nan Feiyu took a dozen brothers to Nancheng step by step, at this moment he never dreamed that the eldest brother would abandon the city with his men and horses without a sound. But they soon found that the soldiers who had fled south had all turned back.

"Second master, we can't go, the savages have already taken a detour to occupy the south gate. A brother covered in blood ran from the direction of Nancheng and said to Nan Feiyu.

Do you really want to be trapped here?" Nan Feiyu thought to himself.

"It seems that today's situation has reached the point of exhaustion, and this time it is really difficult to escape. He said to the brothers.

At this time, the sky had slowly darkened, and a cold wind from the north was blowing like a knife through everyone's hearts. He watched as everyone looked at him. So he lowered his head and thought about it, and said:

"Since we can't get out, we can only fight the wild people to the end. ”

"Yes, if you want to die, you have to find a backer. Someone shouted from it.

So Nan Feiyu led everyone back to the turret in the city.

At this time, the savages encountered some resistance on the way into the city, and were not able to enter the city to occupy the fort.

Nan Feiyu and his party did not encounter the enemy on the way back. But soon the savages swept away the sporadic resistance and occupied the city, and began to set fire to the city.

The city was already surrounded by layers, and the defenders who had time to escape and hide in the houses either came out and were killed by the enemy or burned to death, and for a time the screams resounded throughout the city.

So far, all of them are dead. When Nan Feiyu and the others heard the movement outside the turret, they also had a decisive heart. They loaded their cannons with shells, their bows and arrows full, and hid in their hideaways upstairs waiting for the enemy to come to their deaths.

When a group of savage cavalry approached the turret, the men hiding inside the tower suddenly attacked. The group of savages was caught off guard, and they were wiped out before they could counterattack. For a while, everyone was in a big mood. But the other savages in the city were soon attracted by the artillery fire in the turret, and Salhan, who originally thought that the resistance in the city had been swept away, never thought that there would be such fierce resistance in the city in his hand, and sent heavy troops to encircle and suppress it in a fit of rage.

The artillery fire of the turret was very fierce, but the enemy braved the artillery fire to fight more and more. After all, this turret is a lonely building, and the people inside have no way to advance or retreat.

The body of the defender was still lying in the turret, but no one restrained it.

At this time, the enemy had slowly surrounded the turret, and no one knew if the next person to die would be themselves.

It was dark and the north wind was howling. The fire in the city burned so fiercely that it lit up the whole city as if it were day. Heat waves hit one after another. The wind crackled against the heat wave. As if singing a low requiem for the remaining defenders.

Although the continuous shelling killed and wounded many enemies, after all, ammunition was limited and the enemy was numerous.

The encirclement of the enemy is getting smaller and smaller. Nan Feiyu picked up his bow and loaded nine arrows in a row, and shot at the enemy in the flickering night, only to see that seven of the arrows hit the soldiers in the front row, one arrow shot down the enemy's flag, and one arrow shot a cavalryman who looked like the head of the enemy.

The crowd felt a little relieved from the sluggish atmosphere.

Then the enemy's archers also began to counterattack, and the turret became the target of the rain of arrows, and everyone had to dodge, but just as they were dodging, the enemy had already rushed downstairs.

The enemy's arrows stopped, and then everything was quiet, as if everything had stood still.

......

"The savages are starting to burn the building. Someone shouted.

Everyone poked their heads out and looked out, only to see the northern savage soldiers piling up the hay and firewood collected from all over the building, one by one, downstairs. The soldier who took the lead lit a torch and stood in front of the pyre.

The order to set the fire was given, and the soldiers threw their torches, and the fire churned in the air and fell on the pyre, like falling red flowers.

At the last moment, Nan Feiyu picked up his bow and arrow, and shot it at the savage general who gave the order, and the arrow passed through the flames under the city. The flame swooped down on the target like a golden phoenix with the arrow, and the arrow pierced into the enemy general's chest, and the flame immediately ignited his clothes.

The enemy immediately panicked.

......

Smoke kept drifting in, and the last moment came. Everyone put down their weapons and sat down on the ground.

"Brothers, it's a blessing for someone to die with a hero like you. Nan Feiyu looked at the brothers around him who were about to die together, and laughed. This laughter was originally very frivolous, but gradually it became desolate, so desolate that it made people's hearts chill.

"Does the second master still have something on his mind? Someone asked.

Nan Feiyu nodded bitterly, and then fell silent. The crowd was not easy to inquire, so they had to be silent. The silence was very strange in the crackling sound of the fire, and finally someone couldn't stand it anymore and stood up and said:

"Second master, see you in the next life. With that, he got up and jumped from the upstairs into the fire. There is no one who is not reluctant to give up on his actions, and he will die anyway.

Nan Feiyu took out an arrow, nodded at the brothers, and said, "I'll go first." Everyone tried to stop it, but they all gave up.

Nan Feiyu picked up the arrow and gently wiped it on his wrist, and blood flowed in an instant. He smiled softly as he got up and walked towards a corner.

"Madame, here I am. He whispered. The voice was low, but it pierced everyone's heart.

Those who were left turned their backs to him drew their swords and killed themselves.

But it all seemed to be over, and the city seemed so quiet that only the whistling of the fire and the north wind remained. It seemed that the swords of the northern savage soldiers stopped at this moment. At this time, the goose feather snow drifting in the dark night told them that the matter was not over yet.

Just when the savages thought that the last line of resistance in Ulseong was over. Unexpectedly, the snowflakes in the air suddenly rolled up like a snowball and flew towards the turret with a flaming sky, which was very peculiar in the firelight, although the savages in the north were used to seeing the wind and snow in the extreme cold, but this scene was the first time to see it.

Just as the flames were about to engulf the turret, the snow fell. Suddenly, the flames shook suddenly, and finally the turret suddenly exploded, and the remnants of wood and flames instantly flew in all directions, hitting countless northern savages. For a while, the screams rang out one after another.

With the sound of the explosion, everyone saw a white-haired man holding a man and floating away from the night sky.