Yu Shijie is a straightforward person, unlike Yu Shifei who has his own little Liujiu. At this moment, Nangong Ruoli was struck by Nangong Ruoli's words. He didn't think much at all and asked: "What knowledge do you have?"
Seeing his serious look, Nangong Ruoli couldn't bear to push him away, and immediately explained: "I guess the other party has the same idea as us, thinking that we will wait here for them to rush down! But we just don't do that!"
"You mean, we need to take the initiative?" Yu Shijie said.
Nangong Ruoli snapped his fingers and said: "Yes, the trap I set on the hillside is to create chaos among my opponents, and we only need to ambush there until they fall into the trap.
A sudden attack may still have hope of defeating them."
Yu Shijie couldn't help but nodded when he heard this. Although he was upright, he was not stupid. After Nangong Ruoli's analysis, he immediately understood and said immediately: "Ruoli, you make the arrangements!"
Nangong Ruoli couldn't help but feel a sense of kindness in his heart. Yu Shijie was not displeased at all for refuting his face in front of everyone. Instead, he handed over the command to him so smoothly. This made him have feelings for Yu Shijie.
I feel a bit good about it.
"Then I, as a nephew, don't have to refuse much. I still have a hundred people, and the other hundred are reserved for others. Counting Uncle Jie's five hundred people, there are six hundred people in total. For these six hundred people, I
I want to divide them into two teams, each with 300 people, and ambush them separately.
I set up both ends of the trap, and when the opponent is about to enter the trap, the two teams will release arrows at the same time, trying to kill each other as much as possible! In their confusion, they will completely enter the trap, hum, when the time comes..."
Nangong Ruoli's eyes flashed.
"Although I don't know what kind of trap you have laid, this plan is undoubtedly much better than waiting here. If the opponent is in chaos and is attacked by bows and arrows, it will definitely be even more chaotic. Even in hand-to-hand combat, we will have the advantage. If
Li, you kid is still
It’s really amazing. I was wondering why that guy Yu Shifei is so powerful. Now it seems that it’s because of the tricks you gave him behind the scenes! Haha, whatever, all the soldiers, follow Ruoli’s order, arrive at the designated place, and ambush
Get up!" Yu Shijie laughed loudly.
After the discussion, Yu Shijie led 300 people to ambush on the downhill side of the trap, while Nangong Ruoli led 300 people to hide on the uphill side.
Just when Nangong Ruoli had just finished hiding, there was a rustle of footsteps on the hillside.
At the same time, a large group of people moved down from the top of the mountain.
"Captain, why are you so quiet? Could it be that there is an ambush from the other side?" A team captain next to him whispered to Feng Xiaofeng, the coach of these thousand people.
Feng Xiaofeng smiled nonchalantly and said: "Don't worry, the most powerful people in the Yushi Clan are the father and son of Yushi Canglong and Yushi Hongfei, but now I guess they are busy dealing with the army of the Wuhua Empire. Ours
Bian estimates that Yu Shifei and Yu Shijie are just idiots. At the moment, they are probably bending their bows and arrows at the foot of the mountain, waiting for us to go down. Haha, there is no need to worry!"
"Sweat -" Nangong Ruoli couldn't help but cursed secretly. Fortunately, he arrived in time. Although the arrangement was a bit hasty, he was not so passive. Otherwise, according to Yu Shijie's method, he would have been completely defeated this time.
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Thinking of this, he made a gesture to the three hundred soldiers behind him, telling them to take cover, and slowly retracted his head into the bushes.
Under the leadership of Feng Xiaofeng, the soldiers of the Wind Clan continued to move towards the foot of the mountain, getting closer and closer to the trap set by Nangong Ruoli.
"shè——" Nangong Ruoli suddenly shouted loudly, and the soldiers of the Mingyu clan bent their bows and arrows one after another, and fierce wind sounds suddenly sounded!
Because the distance was too close, the Wind Clan was not prepared at all. After a round of fire, nearly a hundred warriors of the Wind Clan had fallen.
Feng Xiaofeng hid behind a big tree, his face suddenly changed drastically, and he was also secretly frightened. He didn't expect that the other party would be the first to ambush here. Could it be that Yu Master Canglong and others came in person?
Thinking of this, Feng Xiaofeng couldn't help but frown. Looking at the direction in which the bow and arrow were shot, the opponent's ambush troops were all behind him, and the arrows were dense. If he forcibly killed these ambush troops, he would definitely suffer great damage.
"The only way is to rush down and fight them!" Feng Xiaofeng thought secretly in his heart, and immediately ordered to the Wind Clan soldiers who found bunkers one after another: "Don't panic, everyone, they don't have many troops. If we rush down at once, we will win! Rush forward.
——”
Upon hearing the commander's command, a group of Wind Clan warriors rushed down the mountain one after another.
"Ah——" Someone screamed, and the Wind Tribe warriors in front fell down like wheat.
Feng Xiaofeng couldn't help but feel even more frightened when he saw this. Many soldiers in front were still rushing forward to kill, and more and more people fell down. The chaotic situation made him wonder what was happening in front.
"Stabilize your body, don't panic, what happened?" Feng Xiaofeng shouted loudly.
"Captain, there are enemy traps ahead, the ground is covered with spikes, and many brothers have been injured!" A squad leader rushed forward to report.
Feng Xiaofeng narrowed his eyes slightly, but his heart was stirred up. Who is the opponent's coach? How could he calculate so accurately?
However, the crisis was right in front of him, and Feng Xiaofeng could not allow him to think too much. The injured Wind Clan warriors just grunted twice, and were soon poisoned by the red phosphorus smoke and passed out.
Feng Xiaofeng was even more frightened when he saw this scene. The arrows from behind came whistling again with a fierce sound of wind. Feng Xiaofeng's expression changed, and he slashed down several arrows close to him with his sword, and his eyes flashed immediately.
With a trace of ruthlessness, he decisively ordered: "Step on the injured soldier's body and rush over!"
After hearing the order, the Wind Tribe warriors rushed forward desperately, and the wounded and unconscious warriors naturally became stepping stones.
Feng Xiaofeng stood at the end of the team, constantly resisting the incoming arrows and covering the team's advance.
Looking at the Wind Clan team that was gradually crossing the trap, Nangong Ruoli showed an imperceptible smile and waved his hand to stop the soldiers from continuing to shoot.
"Everyone, follow the original path back to the foot of the mountain, prepare weapons, and prepare for hand-to-hand combat!" Nangong Ruoli's eyes flashed with excitement.
At this time, the Wind Clan warriors had completely poured out of the trap, looking a little embarrassed. More than 300 of the original 1,000 Wind Clan warriors had fallen, and the remaining 600 or so people also had a small number.
Partially injured by an arrow.
Feng Xiaofeng was also a little embarrassed. After all, if he hadn't cut off the queen just now, the casualties of the Wind Clan would have been much greater.
The Wind Clan warriors who finally escaped from the trap also breathed a sigh of relief. This series of sudden ambushes made everyone feel heavy.
Feng Xiaofeng took advantage of the night and glanced at the people around him, and sighed deeply, saying: "Don't relax, everyone. The pursuers behind have not gotten rid of them yet. We have to rush down in one go. The opponent's coach is very cunning. If
If time goes by, something else might happen!"
Although all the Wind Tribe warriors were unwilling to fight anymore, they did not dare to disobey the commander's orders. At that moment, more than 600 people simply organized themselves and continued walking down the mountain.
"Whoosh -" the sound of sharp arrows piercing the air came again, and the hearts of everyone in the Feng Clan, including Feng Xiaofeng, contracted violently.
The sound sounded to their ears as if it were a life-threatening spell, and their calm mood suddenly fell into a panic of fear again.
"Ah -" screams kept coming, and black shadows shot out from the bushes on both sides. The Wind Clan warriors were continuously hit by arrows, and fell one after another.
Go down.
Feng Xiaofeng also felt a very aggrieved feeling in his heart. In this battle, he didn't even see the opponent's shadow. Half of the 1,000 people had fallen. The remaining 500 people were still falling.
Most of them also lost their fighting spirit.
Thinking of this, Feng Xiaofeng couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness in his heart. He saw the warriors of the Wind Clan fleeing in all directions. Even though he thought he had outstanding leadership skills, he was extremely powerless at this moment.
"Come down! Anyone who retreats will be killed without mercy!" Feng Xiaofeng's eyes flashed with a trace of cruelty, and he slashed away the nearest soldier who was trying to escape with a knife, shouting almost madly.