Yuan Wuwei always felt a little restless. He had already lie down, but couldn't help but get up and leave the room.

The Zhazhai is still firmly in the hands of the Caizhou army. No matter how violent and arrogant the Nanyang army outside the city is, they cannot come in.

However, Yuan Wuwei also knew that if this continues, he would not last long, if the reinforcements of Ruyang did not come.

Although the Nanyang Army's offensive slowed down during this period and was less powerful than before, the small-scale battles were still fierce every day. They did not leave one or two hundred corpses, would not withdraw troops, killed 3,000 people, and injured 800 themselves. Similarly, the Caizhou Army must also prepare enough coffins every day.

The fierce battle under Zhenyang City has also entered a critical stage. The head of the family and several elders have all been involved. Liu Xuan, Liu Can and the head of the family and two other elders are said to have shocked the world and the earth. The casualties between the two sides in that battle are more than 8,000 people, which can be called a sea of ​​corpses and blood.

The head of the family and the two elders were both seriously injured, and Liu Xuan's injuries were not light, but Liu Can still maintains considerable combat effectiveness. If it weren't for the fact that our side had not launched magic weapons to threaten Liu Can, Liu Can would have been even more arrogant.

The situation is very unfavorable to the Caizhou army, and now we can only rely on the city walls of Zhenyang County to fight back.

The battle on the Western Front was not favorable, and Yuan Wuwei was seriously injured and retreated. In Yuan Wuwei's opinion, there was no need to defend the Western Front anymore. He should take big steps and retreat, abandon Wufang, Langshan line, and retreat to Ruyang and Zhenyang line, because this battle is the battle that really concerns the survival of the Yuan family.

Taking a deep breath, Yuan Wuwei felt the crisis faced by his family for the first time. This was the first time he had this feeling since he became sensible.

The entire Caizhou area seemed to have suddenly become a sieve that leaked air everywhere. The north and northeast directions were suppressed by the Liang army, and the western front was even more defeated. Even Yuan Wuwei, who had always been calm and composed, could not afford to be seriously injured.

Now the southern line is even more dangerous. Once the true Yang is lost or the Wengang Zon is captured, then there will be only the last pass of Ruyang, and the Nanyang army will probably be even more difficult to fight after gaining power.

Yuan Wuwei, who has always been deeply in Caizhou and has a strong family confidence, realized the scent of being stretched for the first time.

Tracing the root cause, Yuan Wuwei felt that the first step was not bad.

We should never fight Gushi. This battle is a meaningless battle that is exhausting the people and money.

Yuan Wuwei even thought that if it weren't for the defeat in the battle against Gushi, it might not have aroused Nanyang's ambitions? Or at least it could have delayed the expansion of the Nanyang army's ambitions for a period of time?

The damage caused to Caizhou was also huge. Thousands of soldiers were killed and injured, Zhao Lan was killed, Yuan Wudi, Yuan Wenbai, and Yuan Wenyu were seriously injured, which directly led to huge losses in the Yuan family's vitality, but what was the result?

Everyone thought that the force of a huge rock pressing eggs could directly solve the Gushi Army, but unexpectedly, it collapsed a few of its teeth. This battle was really not cost-effective.

It was just too late to regret it, and when Yuan Wuwei thought of this, he couldn't help but sigh.

Just as I was about to soak my body with cold water, I heard a burst of rapid footsteps.

"grown ups!"

Yuan Wuwei knew from the other party's panicked expression that something must have happened again. He tried hard to calm down: "Say, what's the situation?"

"There was the enemy who took the water mouth!"

"Shuikou?!" Yuan Wuwei was stunned. He did not expect that something might happen to the waterkou, but what is the point of the waterkou being taken away? Should he break the dike and flood the seven armies?

After thinking for a while, Yuan Wuwei asked, "Is there any abnormality in the Nanyang military camp these two days?"

Several subordinates who had already been alarmed had already followed. When they heard the question, they shook their heads: "No change, today's battle is as usual."

Yuan Wuwei was a little relieved, but he was even more confused.

The terrain of the Nanyang Army camp is even lower. Because of this, the Nanyang Army also stationed a cavalry and infantry army next to the water outlet to prevent its own dam from breaking. If it breaks the dam and releases water, it will naturally be unpleasant for us. However, the Nanyang Army who suffers even more may be the Nanyang Army, so Yuan Wuwei was even more puzzled.

If the Nanyang Army seized the water outlet but did not break the dike, it would be even more incomprehensible. Not to mention coming from the high ridge, the villages of our side also had catapults and crossbows. It would be better to attack from this side to develop from a frontal force and give full play to their strength.

Or are they planning to occupy the ridge and send someone to break the dam? But the breaking of the dam will not take a while. Even if hundreds of people come to dig it out, it may not take several hours.

With this time, I can be prepared for leisurely, and I can also draw a strong crossbowman to break in front of me and shoot along the river bank from a high place. I wonder how many lives the Nanyang Army plans to exchange for this meaningless dam breaking action?

And this must be done after they themselves evacuated the camp first.

The more Yuan Wuwei thought about it, the more he felt that he could not explain it, but his inner worries remained unabated.

"Let's go, let the Dragon Bird's tail prepare, and prepare the two soldiers, come with me." After taking a deep breath, Yuan Wuwei's personal soldiers had already handed the iron halberd to him. He cheered up his spirits. When things came to an end, there was always a fight.

Just when Yuan Wuwei was actively dispatching troops to retake Gaolei, Jiang Feng and the others were leisurely preparing for the war, waiting for the arrival of Caizhou soldiers.

It should be said that the Caizhou soldiers were relatively slow, but Jiang Feng probably thought that this might be related to their confusion about the purpose of their own group of people to seize the high ridge land.

I'm afraid the commander of the Caizhou Army is also a little confused about what his group of people are doing to take the water mouth down. Should they flood the Seventh Army? Should they flood the Caizhou Army or the Nanyang Army?

Two cloaked boats were already inserted on the bank of the river in a symmetrical shape, and a group of sergeants who were good at water were already busy under the command of magicians.

Long wooden poles of various shapes and lengths were lifted down, and then they began to be laid along the coast of the ridges at the most depressions in a certain direction and angle.

Jiang Feng looked at Deng Guinian and Xu Jing with great interest.

These people were commanding the soldiers on the bow of the boat to continuously insert wooden poles into the water or soil according to their directions, and then wrapped them with special silk threads, and finally gathered together to connect with the dragon horn in Xu Jing's hand.

The usual training finally played a role at this time. The soldiers had obviously trained many times before. Under the command of Deng Guinian and Xu Jing, they were a little panicked at first, but they soon entered the state, inserting wooden poles in an orderly manner and wrapping the silk threads to form a formation similar to the Bagua formation.

"Sir, Caizhou Army has come out, there are about two or three hundred people. The leader should be a master of the Heavenly Realm."

Ding Man and Guo Yue were ready to go and were eager to try. The protagonists of this battle were the magicians, which made them a little disappointed, but now they can finally have an opponent.

Jiang Feng laughed, "No, let Cyti and their catapults and crossbows prepare, so they have to taste their own things first."

As if he had noticed something, the Caizhou army finally swept away the mess that had just come out of the village, quickly formed a team, and rushed over quickly.

But they didn't expect that the catapults and crossbows from Gaoliu were the ones who were slapped.

The Caizhou Army's catapult car was far different from the Gushi Army's catapult car. About ten people could only operate one, so everyone simply used the bed crossbow to the extreme.

The three-bow bed crossbow can emit several extremely powerful giant crossbow arrows at one time. With the harsh sound of the crossbow, more than ten soldiers who rushed to the forefront almost had no chance of snorting.

When Ma Ershan heard the sound of twisting the strings, he subconsciously threw himself to the ground. He knew too well that this thing was so powerful that he did not expect that the enemy would use it to deal with him.

My cousin died on the spot. This almost made him pee his pants and flee back to the village with the defeated soldiers. Unexpectedly, he was escorted back with him.

When Yuan Wuwei heard the sound of twisting the strings, he secretly called something wrong.

On such a narrow ground, the power of the crossbow is the most powerful. Ordinary soldiers cannot withstand the attack of such weapons. It seems that there are not many enemies. Although the crossbow is firing, there seems to be only one of the catapults carts that is exerting their power. Yuan Wuwei felt a little relieved.

With a light snorting, Yuan Wuwei's body suddenly raised his body, and suddenly passed through the air. He walked a few steps in the air, crossed the scattered soldiers in front of him, and headed straight for the high base.

Jiang Feng saw Yuan Wuwei's figure at the first time. He was so familiar with him, but he was unwilling to see Yuan Wuwei at this time. After all, it would be better not to meet such things without meeting them.

"Aman, Guo Yue, it's Yuan Wuwei!" Jiang Feng paused for a moment, "You two go and deal with it, hold him down and prevent them from rushing over. It's probably too soon. The Caizhou army is coming slowly than I imagined. Listen to our greetings. Once you are ready, you will retreat!"

The magic circle has been laid out, and the soldiers have also boarded the boat. Xu Jing, who was standing at the bow of the boat, held the dragon horn in his hand, closed his eyes and concentrated his mind. His solemn expression made people subconsciously feel a sense of awe.

The shouts of killing on the ridge ground had no effect on Xu Jing at this time. At this time, she had completely entered the realm of Xuan Shen's sensing. She needed to use Xuan Shen to activate the power of the dragon horn, and the dragon horn covered with talismans and spells was like a funnel full of energy, waiting for a guide to induced the power out.

A series of magic guides came out silently in Xu Jing's mouth. The silk thread that was originally swaying in the wind suddenly tensed upwards, and the dragon horn slightly raised. In the darkness, some kind of power seemed to fall from the sky, passing from the dragon horn along the silk thread to the eighteen and sixty-four wooden poles.
Chapter completed!