"call!"

The severe winter was fierce, and the breath was full of white mist. Jiang Wu took a deep breath and reached the top of the city. On the ruins after the battle in the city, hundreds of people stood sparsely.

After taking a look at the outside of the city that was calmer than before, Jiang Wu felt nervous.

The thundering method taken by Yang Yu, the rioters tried several times in six days, and they all retreated in panic after leaving hundreds of corpses.

But he knew very well that these chaotic troops would be unable to hold back sooner or later.

There are hundreds of thousands of people, and the food consumed by people eating horses every day is a huge number, especially during this cold and cold season.

When you really have reached a desperate situation, let alone Yang Yu sitting on the top of the city, even a martial saint sitting cross-legged, those chaotic soldiers have to fight to the death.

After a thought changed in his mind, Jiang Wu sighed:

"There are less than 800 people who have only been pulled out, but it's not that there is no one. In fact, there is no blood exchange, and even ten people can't pull the divine arm crossbow even if they cooperate..."

As he said that, Jiang Wu couldn't help but sigh.

Yanzhou City is a major city in the northwest. Even if it suffers from war, it is impossible for only 800 blood-changing warriors to be replaced.

However, once Yan Dongjun was drawn several times, most of the warriors in the city were trapped into the chaos.

Secondly, soldiers are also needed in the city to patrol to prevent chaos.

What’s more important is that there are tens of thousands of chaotic soldiers outside the city, and no one has the courage to stand up...

Therefore, in seven days, he only pulled out eight hundred blood-transformed essence.

As for ordinary people who don’t even have a blood exchange…

"Eight hundred people are enough."

Yang Yu reached out to take advantage of the falling snowflakes. It was only a day before sunshine. Spring was coming, and heavy wind and snow were coming again.

"If you control the divine arm crossbow, there are at least sixteen people, eight city gates, and you will be divided into only five or six city gates. How can you defend this..."

Jiang Wu's face was bitter.

Yanzhou City is a big city in the northwest. Before the war, it was once a prosperous place comparable to Daocheng. The city was large and long, not to mention eight hundred people, it would be doubled, but it would only guard a city gate.

Not to mention eight seats?

"It's not that you can't hold on, but..."

Yang Yu said:

"Who said he would defend the city?"

"Not guard?"

Jiang Wu's body shook and couldn't help but shake his head: "Haven Yang, your martial arts are naturally extremely high, but Youdao is that manpower is sometimes poor, and more than 100,000 people are really..."

"And, in seven or eight days, I'm afraid that the masters in the Yan thief army will return to the rescue."

In just a few years, Yan Dongjun almost went down to the entire northwest territory. This is certainly due to the reason why he joined forces with several other major thieves, there are quite a lot of masters under his command.

Especially after he captured Yanzhou City, he even worshipped many good players in the world. However, before, he wanted to attack the Northwest Road, and many worshipers went to other places.

"Just waiting for them to come back."

Yang Yu's eyes were calm.

During the seven days, he was not only familiar with the rest of the dark book, but also sacrificing the five ghosts, but also waiting for the masters under Yan Dongjun to return to help.

If he can seize the country and join forces with several other major bandits, he almost conquered the Northwest Road. Yan Dongjun's men naturally have masters.

"Do you want to catch it all in one place? But..."

"Yan Dongjun has only been in charge for a few years. How many people can be loyal to him? These masters are more likely to be fighting for power than to return to help..."

Yang Yu said lightly, and his heart was as clear as a mirror.

The masters who can be recruited by Yan Dongjun will not really surrender, but they are mostly for profit, and only a few will avenge him.

But whether it is for revenge or for power, these people will definitely come back.

And everything, as he expected, through the broken pages of the Nether Book, he had already noticed that several masters were approaching at an extremely fast speed...

"you mean?"

Jiang Wu felt a little reminiscent.

"If you fight, you will be in chaos."

Yang Yu looked up, and in the wind and snow, night was approaching:

"Cook the pot and make rice, and leave the city late at night!"

...

...

Huh ~

The night wind blew the goose feathers and snowed, blowing away the last bit of temperature.

More than twenty miles outside Yanzhou City, a huge bonfire rose in the temporary military camp built, and a group of chaotic military commanders were silent as iron and stone.

Most of them are very skilled in martial arts. Although they are not incompatible with the cold and heat, their tolerance for the cold is naturally extremely high. In addition, with the bonfire on the side, there shouldn't be any cold air.

But at this moment, the crowd was silent and their hearts were filled with coldness.

"ah!"

A brief and harsh scream came from the night wind, which was the sound of deserters being killed by patrol soldiers.

"Another one, another!"

A man with a rough face couldn't help but beat the snow, making a dull sound, like a bell: "I'll leave without leaving, and I won't fight, will I be exhausted here?!"

The leaders looked ugly, and only the old man with a cold face spoke, his voice was cold:

"Shen Kui, do you want to cause a roar?!"

"Don't you fuck me with the camp roar! The food and grass are about to be broken. If you delay for another two days, there is no need to camp roar, we will all starve to death!"

The big man's face was as black as iron, and he showed no mercy at all, and even the fourth brother didn't call him:

"Wish Laosi, as soon as it dawns, you can't find anyone. I will take people away immediately! So what if you lose Yanzhou? If you have soldiers in your hands, where can't you go?!"

"good!"

"Lao Jiu is right! There are dozens of cities in the northwest, where can we go?"

"In my opinion, we should have left long ago! Yan Dongjun is dead, and those worshippers have all returned. Could it be that they can defeat the non-human beast on the city?!"

...

Someone spoke, but the others couldn't help it and they all exude resentment. These seven days were really too embarrassed.

"Let's go? Where can I go? The city has only 8 or 9 days of food rations. Where can you go in this strong wind and snow? If you really march, we will eat all our food and grass in five days!

You should be the marching yourself and urge the horse to run wildly?!"

Wei Laosi coldly swept over the commanders who came from bandits, feeling really distressed.

The martial arts skills of this man in front of me are quite good, but except for a few, all of whom know about soldiers and those who understand them have died outside Yanzhou City...

Therefore, they did not know the horror of the snow march, nor did they know the consequences of lack of food and grass.

"Then keep waiting?"

Some people are bored.

These seven days were too painful for them. The military camp outside the city had been built long ago and would not have no place to live.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! However, the loss of the city, the shortage of food and grass, and the large-scale casualties really made them feel extremely depressed and almost wanted to go crazy.

"Who are you waiting for?"

Suddenly, an old laugh came from the wind.

"Mr. Ren!"

Hearing this voice, the crowd was startled, then immediately reacted and stood up one after another.

I saw an old man wearing a gray robe, a hat, a long sword on his back, and a long beard under his jaw, slowly walking in the middle of the night.

"Finally come..."

Seeing the person, Wei Laosi breathed a sigh of relief.

The person who came was named "Ren Longxing". He was the first worshiper in the Yanzhou army and the number one master in Yanzhou invited by Yandongjun to the Nanling Mountains several times.

He is a "dragon-shaped sword" that is unique in the martial arts world and is a famous master in the martial arts world of Northwest.

"Everyone, I'm so embarrassed."

Ren Long walked to the bonfire, pulled a horse's leg and ate it. Under the hat, his expression was extremely interesting:

"Four Commanders, do you have any exaggeration in your letter? Is that decapitation knife really so powerful?"

"There may be some flaws in the letter, but Wei has no false words about this villain. His martial arts have really reached the pinnacle..."
To be continued...