Small farmers dominate the desert island

Jill was almost hit by a stone just now, and now he jumped to the front line. He put three bows together, put an arrow on the three bowstrings, and shot fiercely at the sky.

This time, the direct shooting range of the arrow increased by nearly three times. The cavalry who had run to the edge were cheering, but suddenly an arrow pierced through the air, nailing him to the ground with his horse and man.

Now it's fun, those Qingyun cavalry have to retreat a little further to avoid being hurt.

Jill's expression changed, and a smirk suddenly appeared on his face. He merged the three bows again and shot another arrow.

But this time, the arrow directly shot a soldier who was controlling the trebuchet to death.

"Hurry up, all the Yinyue guards come to the front line, and the three bows merge."

Those Yinyue guards had realized this a long time ago, they hurriedly moved a few times, and arrived at the front line. Each of them held three big bows and twisted the bowstrings together.

But this was not enough, Jill asked someone to light a fire next to him, and added pine oil to the arrows.

More than 20 rockets pierced through the air and quickly shot at the huge trebuchet.

Those Qingyun people didn't expect the Yue people on the mountain to be so smart. For a while, the trebuchet was ignited by the fire.

The trebuchet is too huge, and if you want to evacuate, you have to dismantle it, and then take the parts one by one to a distant place to reassemble.

Otherwise, each trebuchet weighs five or six tons, and no one can push it no matter how strong they are.

The Qingyun people below panicked and hurriedly began to dismantle the trebuchet.

After firing dozens of rockets in a row, the trebuchets were finally completely evacuated. Even so, three trebuchets were covered by the rockets, burning too badly to be used anymore.

However, the Qingyun cavalry had already cut down enough trees, and it would not be a problem to last at least three or four days.

The Yinyue guards fired dozens of rockets, all of them felt numb in their arms and couldn't shoot at all.

The two sides entered a stalemate.

Without the threat of the trebuchets, those elite Moon Clan people continued to guard the traffic arteries and reassembled the broken tents, which were barely usable.

But this time, they didn't dare to put up the tent on the edge, but moved a little bit back, where there was a huge boulder to cover, so that even if the people from the Qingyun tribe shot the stone over next time, they could temporarily guarantee that they would not was stoned to death.

It was completely dark, and the temperature dropped to about zero degrees. This is the most comfortable time of the day, neither cold nor hot.

Everyone came out of the tent, ready to breathe the last free air of the day.

Because soon, they were going to hide in the tent again, dozens of people huddled together, smelling each other's farts, feet, and sweat.

Chen Yu's tent was different. It was on a platform between the mountains, and there were rocks covering the front and back. It was impossible for the strongest trebuchet to shoot stones here.

Unless it is the huge bed crossbow of the Sea King Clan, it is possible to shoot it from five to six thousand meters away, but the Qingyun Clan obviously does not have this IQ, and they cannot make a bed crossbow at all.

The Qingyun tribe below also started to light the fire, and first breathed the free air beside the fire.

Strictly speaking, at night, the mountain is much colder than the bottom, because at least the foot of the mountain can carry the north wind and is not easily blown.

Chapter 1690

The wind on the mountain is much stronger, and if you are not careful, the tent may be thrown away by the strong wind.

Those who need to keep warm are the people from Chen Yubu on the mountain.

So this time, Chen Yu arranged five women from the Maha tribe and four beauties from the Baihua tribe in a tent.

Of course he couldn't control the nine women at night, so he lived alone in a tent.

It was night when the north wind was bitter and the low temperature hit. Chen Yu tossed and turned in the tent alone, unable to sleep.

He always felt that something was calling him, making him unable to sleep.

Suddenly, a clear voice sounded behind Chen Yu.

Ayu, do you miss me?

Chen Yu hurriedly looked behind, tears welling up in his eyes.

"Yanyan, is it really you?" Chen Yu looked at Mo Yanyan, who was only a short distance away, with an unbelievable expression on his face.

"It's me." Mo Yanyan only said two words, and then looked at Chen Yu fixedly.

"Maybe God didn't let me sleep just to see you, but if this is a dream, whoever wakes me up, I'll kill him?" Chen Yu said affectionately.

"Ayu, I'm so cold right now." Mo Yanyan said suddenly.

As her voice fell, Mo Yanyan's body also became blurred.

Chen Yu quickly stretched out his hand, wanting to hold Mo Yanyan in his arms.

He originally thought that he couldn't hug Mo Yanyan, but he never expected that she would actually hug her, and Mo Yanyan's body was thin, cold and trembling.

As soon as Chen Yu hugged her, her body stopped trembling, but limply pressed against his chest.

After a while, Mo Yanyan's mouth sounded like a kitten's snoring.

Chen Yu felt a great satisfaction in his heart. At this moment, Mo Yanyan in his arms suddenly turned into Lu Xiaoya.

"Brother, what's the matter with you?" Lu Xiaoya asked.

"Master Chen, are you awake?" Lu Xiaoya's face suddenly changed to that of a Maha woman.

Chen Yu woke up in shock, it was already one or two o'clock in the cold night.

Immortal cultivators generally don't dream, as long as they dream, there must be some omen in the dark.

Chen Yu wiped the cold sweat off his forehead and looked outside the tent.

It was pitch black outside, only the sporadic moonlight in the sky was frozen in the night sky by the north wind.

Chen Yu got up and walked out of the tent.

As soon as he got out of the tent, a gust of north wind blew in, and the cold Chen Yu quickly released the aura of body protection.

Halfway up the four giant mountains, the embers of the fire fluttered and fluttered in the north wind, and snoring sounded like thunder in the tent.

Chen Yu decided to go out and take a turn, because there were Qingyun cavalry below, he was not very worried about the night watchmen.

First of all, Chen Yu walked towards the position directly in front of him. On the mountainside in front of him, four Moon clansmen held bows, arrows and spears. They were covered with thick wolf skins, shivering in the cold wind. Their heads, beards, all A layer of ice crystals formed, and he still stood there motionless.

Chen Yu nodded approvingly, and flew towards the north again.

If the Qingyun people really want to attack, they must first attack the north, because the north is the place where their defense is the most vulnerable, and it is also the easiest to let people take it lightly.

The position in the north, however, is guarded by eight Moon Clan members, who seem to be dedicated to their duties.