These clothes were taken off from the unlucky guy who jumped off when Feng Wuyou was guarding the wall over her.

Hearing Changsun Yunwei's words, Feng Wuyou raised his eyebrows and said, "This is not a dead person's clothes, but a living person's clothes."

Murong Yi said: "Do you want us to change and get into the middle of them?"

Feng Wuyou nodded: "There are so many of them, and not everyone knows each other. In addition, they are wearing Xiao Family Army's clothes, so the recognition is even worse. We put this dress in the outer robe. When they come in, we give them the last blow, and then they disperse themselves, take off the outer robe and then sneak in."

At that time, those people will think they are their own people when they see the clothes, but they don’t know that they will take their lives at any time.

"Feng Wuyou, you are simply cunning!" Changsun Yunwei accused, but his eyes were luminous.

Is this what Feng Wuyou mentioned earlier? Dress up, infiltrate, infiltrate, assassinate...

She was right, this kind of thing is indeed addictive!

Feng Wuyou rolled his eyes and did not expose Changsun Yunwei's right and wrong.

"What we need to do is to do everything possible to eliminate the other party's vitality." Feng Wuyou made a decisive gesture: "These people do evil and die more. Moreover, their leader dares to take on such a thing, they must be a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water. We must kill until they make him frightened. As long as this is the case, he will vomit out the truth behind it."

At this time, Feng Wuyou did not forget his purpose.

Killing is not what she wants. What she wants is to find out the envoy behind these people. She wants to see what is going to frame the Xiao family army and what is the purpose of doing this.

She always had a feeling that if she did this just to ruin the reputation of the Xiao family army, it would be too rough, even so rough that it was ridiculous.

Even she felt so, and she didn't believe that those who did this did not know, but those who knew that they would still do this, and there must be some reason later.

What she had to do was find out this reason! The Xiao family army was Xiao Jinglan's hard work, and she must not let Xiao Jinglan's hard work be trampled on by others.

The few people said a few briefly and clarified the combat plan. Feng Wuyou suddenly took out three small scrolls of paper from his arms and handed them one to each of them, saying, "There are weapons in the circle, so you can remember it!"

This paper scroll was drawn when Feng Wuyou was arranged. It was extremely simple, but it was extremely vivid. At least, for those who had been busy all night in Baji Village, they could recognize at a glance what Feng Wuyou painted.

"I have weapons!" Changsun Yunwei patted his sword. As a warrior, how could he not bring weapons when he went out? Although he did not bring the most commonly used weapons to avoid revealing his identity, the weapons they carried with him were much better than those made by the people.

Feng Wuyou smiled, without arguing, just said, "Be prepared for any trouble."

At this time, there were already heavy collisions at the city wall on the south side, and those people had already begun to hit the wall.

"We're over!"

Feng Wuyou leaned down and his steps floated very lightly to the position prepared in advance by the wall.

Seeing this, Murong Yi and Nie Zheng Changsun Yunwei also followed him one after another.

The earth wall has been deep for a long time and is no longer very strong. It only collapsed with a loud bang, revealing a large gap of four or five meters.

"Brothers, rush..."

The leader immediately ordered someone to rush in, but before he finished speaking, he heard a few whirlwinds...

A few black things flew out of the wall and rushed towards them.

"Back, back!"

I don't know what it was, but they had suffered too much before, and they could not withstand any adventure at all. The leader quickly ordered to retreat.

But their people gathered together, and there were many big woods that hit the city, so it was not easy to retreat for a while. It was crowded with people, and suddenly, many people fell to the ground.

Fortunately, they have all got off the horse by now, just stand up, and if they are still on the horse, the situation will be even worse.

At this moment, those things have also landed, smuggling...

There were actually some jars, which fell to the ground and smashed, and a strong aroma of wine overflowed.

The leader was stunned at first, and then seemed to think of something, and immediately shouted even more: "Retreat! Retreat!"

They had already experienced it once when they were at the entrance. If they still didn't understand what this was, they would be too stupid.

However, it was too late. Several rockets shot rapidly from behind the wall and instantly ignited the wine on the ground.

The fire was bright and spread rapidly along the wine. Those who were shocked and screamed desperately backed.

Just when the scene was at its most chaotic, a shrill scream suddenly came from the dark side.

The scene was already very chaotic, and the screams were mixed in and there was no way to tell them, but if the screams were splashing with blood, it would make people pay attention.

I saw that in the fire, a group of four people were in a strange formation. Feng Wuyou was at the front, still holding a dagger in his back hand. Nie Zheng and Changsun Yunwei were on both sides, each with a spear. Murong Yi was at the end, holding the most ordinary standard long sword in his hand.

When a spear passes by, picks or pokes, someone will fall down. Nie Zheng and Changsun Yunwei will not bother you. No matter whether you live or die, you will no longer care after falling down, and will continue to push forward. At this time, Feng Wuju, who is at the front of the team, just in front of the fallen people, and one dagger is a life immediately.

Occasionally, some people who did not touch the ground were evaded and wanted to go forward to chase after the spear, but Murong Yi was forced to cut his sword, which was unceremonious.

This strange formation seemed simple, but it was so efficient that it made people feel cold on their backs. They rushed into the crowd for only a few breaths, and at least a dozen people had fallen under their weapons.

"Bastard!" The leader finally stabilized his people and finally saw clearly the people rushing into the crowd.

There were actually only four of them, but the ones they were killing now had already killed more than one hundred of his subordinates.

"Around it, go around it! Kill them!" he roared angrily.

They were always in the open and the four people were in the dark, so they suffered a lot of losses. Now that these four people came out by themselves, what else could he be afraid of?

I don't believe that he can't kill the four of them even if he has more than 200 people.

But just when they wanted to join the siege, Feng Wuyou and his men's formation suddenly changed, and their spears suddenly showed their power, sweeping out a blank area, and then the formation dispersed, each using the fastest speed and best body movements, and swept back to the low wall like a big bird.

Their appearance and retreat were suddenly extreme. Even though the situation was so good that they were just so happy that they were killing, they didn't even bother to retreat at all and retreated as soon as they said they could.

At this time, the hole they had entered had not yet closed. The people on both sides were still confused. When they realized that there were four people there.

"Happy!" Changsun Yunwei couldn't help but scream.

He has fought countless battles, but he has never had the pleasure of this time. Unlike the battle between Ming Dao and Ming Gun, this kind of advance and retreat is correct, and every step is planned, and even the enemy's reaction is calculated, which makes people feel a stimulus based on precision.

Murong Yi kept staring at Feng Wuyou. This small formation was the most efficient formation he had ever used. After rushing into the enemy formation, he almost slaughtered one-sidedly.

They only have one team and have such obvious effects. If this formation is used in the army and the squads take care of each other, what an amazing lethality would it be?

And was this created by Feng Wuyou? Or was it taught by Xiao Jinglan after he came up with it?

Will the Xiao family army have this formation?

These thoughts passed by in my mind, and Murong Yi quickly put them aside. They were still in danger and it was not time to think about these things.

Compared to Changsun Yunwei, Feng Wuyou was not that excited, but was surprisingly calm.

In her previous life, she had performed such a team mission many times. This was nothing special to her, but it was just normal.

Moreover, the more you are in such a task, the more you need to keep an extremely calm mind, because the number of enemies is much greater than them, and any careless negligence can lead to devastating consequences.

"The next part is the most difficult part, we will fight separately. No one of us will care about each other later, so we must use the terrain here as much as possible." Feng Wuyou's eyes were cold, and her originally beautiful little face had a sharp line. She glanced around: "There is only one goal: survive!"

"Wuyou..." Murong Yi called her: "I am with you."

Among these people, in terms of real strength, Feng Wuyou is undoubtedly the weakest. They are all collective actions in front of them and can take care of each other, but now they have to separate.

"No." Feng Wuyou vetoed: "There are about 220 people left. The leader will not let him be alone. There will definitely be some people around him. I will just count him as he leaves twenty people, and the remaining 200 people will come in to surround us. In other words, each of us will have to face at least fifty enemies. We must disperse as much as possible, and only in this way can we narrow the disadvantages."

Which one is more likely to survive if one person vs fifty people or four person vs two hundred people?

The answer is undoubtedly the former. Because there are too few people on one side, it cannot be compared directly by multiples, but rather an absolute number of crushes.

The firelight was printed on Feng Wuyou's face, clearly extinguishing, making her look like a phoenix born from the fire.

Murong Yi suddenly realized that Kyoto used to be bound by her. Only in this vast world did she unfold her colorful wings for the first time.

This woman is so dazzling. If he had seen Feng Wuyou at first sight, he would have been desperate to get her.
Chapter completed!