Cursing by the river, previously a group of people were galloping along the river.

But this time Wei Yongming stood on the city wall for too long, and his horse was tired from running.

Simply call more people and stand and scold them.

Now that it's here, the location is fixed.

Feng Bao leaned on his horse and watched his men scolding him. He would never have thought that someone would come out of the water.

Diseases are spread by water. No one knows this better than the barbarians.

They also know that people in the city have also discovered this, so now the waterside is the safest.

But in this safest water, a murderous god actually emerged.

There was a sound of water breaking, and before Feng Bao had time to react, someone grabbed his ankle.

"Come down you!"

Feng Wuyou shouted, already exerting force in his hands, pulling Feng Bao's body sideways.

"Who!"

Feng Bao shouted, tilting his body but without stopping, he slashed with his long knife towards the person who came.

"No way."

An old voice came out, and Uncle Yan followed Feng Wuyou. It was not seen what weapon he was using. Feng Bao knocked the long knife in his hand and flew away with a bang.

Feng Wuyou didn't look behind him at all and used his strength to jump onto Feng Bao's horse.

Feng Bao lost his weapon, twisted his body sharply, and grabbed Feng Wuyou with his big hand.

Feng Wuyou raised his hand to block, and in the lightning flash, he had already exchanged several moves with Feng Bao.

This barbarian's kung fu is stronger than imagined.

Hui Jiu said that the Feng surname was a common surname among the barbarians, and they were all generals. This man was indeed very capable.

"Protect your lord!"

"The enemy is attacking, kill them!"

In just a short moment, the barbarians recovered from their initial panic and began to move closer, shouting.

The men and horses calling for formation in front rushed to help, and the formation of the army behind also began to surge.

These Yanyun people in Yiyang City are really crazy. They did leave the city, but actually... they left the city through the water.

Aren't they afraid of catching the epidemic?

"No matter how many people there are, leave them all to me, General!"

Feng Ze's face was solemn and he stared straight ahead.

This is not just a matter of gains and losses in a battle, but a matter of morale.

These Yanyun people actually dare to go to war, so they must be given some color.

Feng Bao's skills were really not weak, Feng Wuyou was unable to control him within a few moves.

The few people closest to Feng Bao had already rushed forward.

"Sir, we are here to save you!"

They shouted Tianlan dialect, or wild dialect, and so on, and the whole situation was chaotic.

All kinds of weapons, except for the inconvenient bow and arrow, all came to Feng Wuyou.

?"court death!"

Feng Bao was also furious.

He relied on his own strength, but when such a thin and small person was mounted on a horse, he was unable to do anything to her within a few moves.

In anger, he turned around and punched her again.

The moment the two people's faces met, Feng Bao was suddenly stunned.

He saw a shining smile flash across his face.

"It's almost time."

He heard the man say, his voice was clear and very pleasant.

However, the next second, a more pleasant "chi" sound sounded, and his eyes were suddenly flooded with blood.

"Does it feel good to scold my husband?"

Feng Wuyou looked at him and stretched out his hand to push.

Feng Bao fell down in response.

With a bang, it hit the ground hard.

Feng Wuyou stared at him and sat upright: "I hate people who bully me the most!"

The barbarian soldiers who had just gathered were stunned.

What happened? They came to rescue Feng Bao, but before they could take action, the blood-colored fountain splashing high made them all startled.

General Feng Bao, whom they recognized as a warrior, was easily killed in front of his eyes.

In fact, he didn't even have room to resist.

Just during this moment of confusion, there were several sounds of weapons passing by.

At the same time, more than a dozen people burst into blood and fell from their mounts.

The people emerging from the water killed people and seized horses with extremely neat movements.

Feng Wuyou pinched the horse's belly with his legs and shouted loudly: "Let's go!"

The horses galloped along the water's edge.

Everyone behind her followed, and the horses moved forward fiercely, knocking over several people, and then the barbarians came to their senses.

"Get 'em...get 'em!"

The subordinate generals shouted loudly and directed the scolding soldiers to intercept them.

Feng Ze also kept issuing orders, asking the people in the rear military formation to move forward quickly.

In the chaos, there was another loud bang.

Something hit the ground hard, causing dust to fly around.

Suspension bridge! The barbarian horses near the sound were frightened, clapped their hooves in panic, and finally managed to hold on to the reins. Only then did they realize that it was actually the suspension bridge of Yiyang City that had been lowered.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

"The Yanyun people are leaving the city!"

They roared loudly, full of fear.

They were yelling and scolding just to force the Yanyun people out of the city to fight in the wild, but... that should be when they were fully prepared, and definitely not like this.

Now the place is in chaos, but Yan Yun's army is about to leave the city, how can they not panic.

In the midst of the panic, dozens of war horses passed by like the wind and galloped onto the suspension bridge beside them.

There were not many people running up the suspension bridge, and it was over in the blink of an eye.

While the barbarians were still shouting about the enemy attack, and even couldn't help but retreat to find the large troops, the suspension bridge made a creaking sound and began to rise rapidly.

A chorus of chants came from the city wall.

The soldiers in charge of the winch all turned as hard as they could.

Amidst their rhythmic chants, the suspension bridge once again left the moat at an extremely fast speed.

The dozen or so riders and horses had already arrived in front of the city gate.

A small gap was opened in the city gate, and they filed in like fish swimming one after another.

The last person walking in front of the city gate suddenly grabbed the reins of his horse and turned around to look at the other side.

"Let's fight, don't scold my husband.

If you dare to curse people again, I will destroy you!"

The word "oh" is so spiritual that people can't tell for a moment whether this is a discussion or a threat.

It was said to be a threat, but how could it have such a soft tone?

It is said to be a discussion, but there is no such terrible content.

The horseman dropped these words and stepped through the door.

The city gate slowly moved forward, and then closed heavily with another bang.

All of this happened so fast, all added up, it only took a few dozen breaths.

So much so that the barbarians even doubted whether what just happened was true.
To be continued...