Princess, come home quickly, the God of War Prince is going to be jealous to death!

Wen Zhiyue brought Luo Chuan and Xuemei to the east side of Mo Feng City. They stood on the city wall and looked into the distance.

"The girl is worried that the southern border will attack from the east to the west and attack from the side door." Xuemei asked softly.

"This trip to southern Xinjiang will not be given up easily. The victory or defeat in this battle is related to the capital of the two countries' negotiations. If this battle is lost, Tianyu will have unrest on the border and cede land or redeem Mo Feng City with gold and silver. Therefore, in this battle, We must win." Wen Zhiyue's eyes were filled with the fierceness of shooting.

"Girl, look, the branches there are shaking badly." Luo Chuan pointed to the dense forest far ahead.

Wen Zhiyue looked into the distance and saw a flock of birds flying through the sky in the distance.

"Xuemei, blow the bone whistle." Wen Zhiyue ordered eagerly.

"Yes."

Ling Yi heard the bone whistle and arranged for five people to continue patrolling. He quickly led the soldiers to the east door.

"Girl, how do you arrange it?" Ling Yi looked calm, his eyes were filled with long-lost starlight, he clasped his hands and saluted.

"Assemble three hundred soldiers here to prepare for the battle." Wen Zhiyue's face was full of determination and indifference.

"Yes." Ling Yi handed over and left.

Meng Qi came to Wen Zhiyue and glanced ahead questioningly, "Girl, there is a dense forest ahead of us, how can we march?"

"The Tianyu Plain is vast, but the southern border is densely forested. The enemy is coming soon." Wen Zhiyue narrowed her eyes slightly, but her face was extremely cold-blooded and ruthless.

"Monarch, let the archers board the city and line them up one by one, ready to fight."

"Yes, we will make arrangements immediately." Meng Qi immediately called in archers, waiting for orders.

Half an hour later, bursts of footsteps came from the forest ahead, making the fallen leaves in the forest creak.

"Soldiers, the enemy is in the forest. They will arrive at the city in less than a quarter of an hour. To ensure that the people in the city are safe, their parents are healthy, and their relatives are safe, we are determined to kill the enemy. I will not retreat until the enemy retreats." Wen Zhiyue shouted loudly.

In the dense forest not far from the city, figures gradually appeared, and more than two thousand well-trained soldiers from southern Xinjiang went straight to the side gate and the city wall.

Meng Qi, who was standing on the city wall, looked at the soldiers who suddenly appeared in front of him in astonishment. He was startled and turned his gaze to Wen Zhiyue. The doubtful look in his eyes turned into respect and admiration, "The soldiers of Mo Feng City, from now on, must obey. Girl’s military order.”

"Yes..." The soldiers' voices were like thunder, shaking every brick on the city wall.

When the Southern Xinjiang soldiers were building ladders and throwing hooks and ropes, Wen Zhiyue gave an order, and all the archers fired arrows at the Southern Xinjiang soldiers. Many of the Southern Xinjiang soldiers were shot into stoppers, and some soldiers rushed into the car. Hit the side door.

Wen Zhiyue raised her right hand high, and the archers stopped shooting, "Ling Yi listens to the order and orders you to kill all the soldiers attached to the chariot within a quarter of an hour."

"Yes."

Ling Yi bowed his hands in salute and waved his right hand. Two hundred light cavalry soldiers hooked the bricks of the city wall with hooks and trained some to go outside the city wall.

"The archers are preparing to protect their wings and assist Ling Yi in shooting down the soldiers from southern Xinjiang."

"Yes."

"Be enlightened and obey orders."

"The end will be here." Meng Qi bowed his hands and saluted.

"Immediately lead the remaining one hundred Qingqi to the east side gate to assist Ling Yi in killing the southern Xinjiang soldiers." Wen Zhiyue looked calm and composed.

"The last general takes orders."

Looking at Meng Qi's back walking down the city wall, Wen Zhiyue turned her gaze to the archers, "Twenty archers on the right came out and immediately went to the city, ambush on both sides of the city gate. If there are soldiers from southern Xinjiang who take advantage of the chaos, they will attack and kill them. "

"Yes."

Soon the sound of swords fighting and the wails of soldiers came from the city. In less than half an hour, all two thousand soldiers in southern Xinjiang were killed under the city.

As soon as the horn sounded to withdraw the troops on the city wall, Ling Yi and Meng Qi both led the soldiers back to the city quickly, and the east door was tightly closed again.

"Report." A soldier came galloping over.

"What happened?" Meng Qi asked eagerly.

"Returning to the gate, more than 10,000 soldiers from southern Xinjiang suddenly gathered at the gate of the city, preparing to attack the city."

"Commander Ling, come with me and kill all the soldiers in southern Xinjiang." Just after a fight, the murderous intent in Meng Qi's eyes was fierce and cold.

"Okay." Ling Yi and Meng Qi rushed towards the main entrance together.

After Wen Zhiyue got the news, she quickly headed towards the main entrance with Xuemei and Luo Chuan.

Seeing Wen Zhiyue approaching, Meng Qi and Ling Yi bowed.

"How is it?"

"Girl, we both just arrived. There are more people attacking the city here than at the east side gate. The main attack must be at the main gate." Meng Qi responded.

"The east gate, which is the easiest to win, has been defeated, but the five thousand elite soldiers left on the left and right sides of our army have not yet been used. Today, the soldiers from southern Xinjiang will never return, and they will not dare to invade our border for several years from now on." Wen Zhiyue's face was gloomy, with murderous intent in her composure.

"Xuemei and Luochuan, let out fierce smoke on both sides, and order the two wings to quickly join forces to attack the southern Xinjiang soldiers."

"Yes." Xuemei and Luo Chuan took orders to retreat at the same time.

"Ling Yi, lead 400 light cavalry to guard the city gate. Using the bone whistle as trust, he opens the city gate and quickly kills the remaining soldiers from southern Xinjiang. Do not hesitate to fight."

"Yes." Ling Yi took the order and retreated.

"Monarch, order people to bring some kerosene to the city. In addition, you lead the archers to shoot the soldiers from southern Xinjiang who have fled within 500 meters."

"Yes." Meng Qi immediately ordered more than a hundred archers to prepare for shooting, and told the soldiers to bring a large amount of kerosene to the city.

Smoke rose, and two groups of Tianyu soldiers rushed out from the southeast and southwest sides of the city. They quickly rushed towards the soldiers from southern Xinjiang, and the shouts of swords and killings resounded below the city.

"Girl, there are soldiers stepping onto the ladder." Xuemei looked at Wen Zhiyue nervously.

"Throw oil on it and set the ladder on fire."

"Yes." Twenty or thirty soldiers carried kerosene and poured it down from the city. The soldiers behind threw down the kindling. Seven or eight ladders outside the city instantly burst into flames. The soldiers from Southern Xinjiang on the ladders all turned into flames. The man fell to the ground and kept rolling on the ground.

"Enlightenment, order the archers to shoot down all the burning people rolling on the ground."

"Girl, this..."

"Don't hesitate, just help them and reduce their pain." Wen Zhiyue's face was cold, with a trace of intolerance in her eyes.

"Yes." Meng Qi turned around and looked at the archer. With a wave of his right hand, arrows flew towards the burning man on the ground, and he wailed one after another, which was heartbreaking.

Under the city, there was no ladder, and most of the soldiers in southern Xinjiang were killed or injured. Some of the soldiers who hit the city gate were also injured and more than half were disabled. The sound of impact outside the door slowly weakened.

At the city gate, Wen Zhiyue blew the bone whistle, and Ling Yi ordered people to open the city gate. Four hundred Qingqi quickly drew their swords and slashed at the Southern Xinjiang soldiers who did not react hastily.

Blood splattered at the city gate, and another burst of sword fighting echoed throughout Mo Feng City.

There were some southern Xinjiang soldiers trying to escape below the city, but they were all shot dead by the archers on the city.

In the distance, a flash of bright light pierced Wen Zhiyue's eyes. Wen Zhiyue flashed past, and the bright flying knife was stuck on the flag on the city wall.

"Now that we are here, why should we be timid?" Wen Zhiyue looked around calmly.

"Girl, you killed my master and junior sister. I want you to pay with blood." As soon as he finished speaking, a cold air came over. A man dressed in southern Xinjiang came towards Wen Zhiyue with a silver hammer. Wen Zhiyue ducked down to avoid the silver hammer. , she stood up quickly, and when she passed by the man with a backhand, she sealed her throat with a sword. The man opened his eyes wide, looked at Wen Zhiyue in disbelief, and fell to the ground.