“It’s time to show the real technology.”

The crossbow arrow team, which is Feng Wuxin, keeps shooting these fire crossbow arrows. Although the number of huge crossbow arrows is limited, it is enough to collapse the rear of the local area. As long as Xiahou Lie cooperates to achieve the forward output, this seemingly defeated battle can turn the tables.

"You keep firing fire crossbows, and you can shoot as much as you can."

Feng Wuxin pulled out a long sword from the guards and jumped into the battlefield.

Wang Dachuan and others were blinded by Feng Wuxin's fierce behavior, but they didn't care about being shocked at the moment.

"Damn it, let Qin and the desert taste the power of our Yan soldiers."

"good!"

A clever figure shuttled among the troops. Feng Wuxin came to Xiahou Lie, and the long sword in his hand sank into the enemy's heart. A smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

"Brother Lie, am I awesome?"

With a proud smile on his face, Feng Wuxin ended his life with a backhanded knife.

The moment he saw Feng Wuxin, Xiahou Lie's blood-stained face finally smiled helplessly.

"Nangong Ao still didn't tie you up."

"That's right, no one in the world can trap me."

"careful!"

Xiahou Lie stabbed the enemy behind Feng Wuxin's back with a long sword in his hand, and stepped aside to protect Feng Wuxin.

"I'll settle accounts with you when I'm back."

Now that I want to blame Feng Wuxin for this situation, I have no time to be distracted. I can only wait until I return to the camp alive and tell Feng Wuxin about why she appeared on the eastern border.

From daytime to night, blood gathered into a river and flowed to places that everyone could not see.

In the end, Yan State defeated the Qin State and the Desert Alliance army with a disadvantage of 80,000 people, defeating hundreds of thousands of troops with fewer and better than inferior.

The morale of the soldiers of Yan State in this side has increased sharply, but Xiahou Lie and Feng Wuxin both understood that this victory was just a temporary victory.

What awaits them will be the more fierce attack from the Qin Desert Alliance Army.

In Yan camp, Xiahou Lie faced Feng Wuxin with a gloomy face. Although the amber eyes were still full of gentleness, there was anger in his eyes.

"Wuxin, you should know how dangerous the eastern border is, why do you still have to go your own way."

"I'll come to find Mo Yi."

Feng Wuxin held the corner of Xiahou Lie's clothes, blinking with big eyes. His pitiful appearance touched Xiahou Lie's heart, and even with a heart full of blame, it disappeared instantly.

"Leave the nine thousand-year-old matters to me, and I will send someone to take you back to the Nangong family in a while."

"Brother Lie... don't, they will stay in the military camp obediently and will definitely not run around, I swear!"

Feng Wuxin stretched out three fingers to the oath of heaven, but this oath was of no use.

Seeing that Xiahou Lie was unmoved, Feng Wuxin acted coquettishly again.

"Brother Lie, everyone has rescued the third prince, so you promise Wuxin to stay in the military camp. I promise you that I will definitely not cause trouble. Besides, Wuxin also helped Brother Lie to win the battle today, right?"

I moved him with emotion and reason, and Feng Wuxin pestered Xiahou Lie like a kitten.

"Brother Lie, they really won't do anything randomly. Besides, even if you send me back to the Nangong family, I will run out in different ways, right?"

Feng Wuxin stood on tiptoe and gently rubbed Xiahou Lie's cheek with both hands.

"Brother Lie, Brother Lie!"

"You have to promise me that you must never leave the military camp. I will handle the matter of nine thousand years old. You must not take risks in a reckless person."

Xiahou Lie repeated the words again and again, leaving Feng Wuxin to stay in the military camp and not to act alone.

"Don't worry, Brother Lie, Wuxin promises not to run around."

Feng Wuxin smiled and promised that he would be honest and honest.

But...is it possible.

There is absolutely no possibility!

In the camp in Yancangzhou, Feng Wuxin sat aside to take care of his pulse, and stuffed another half-life pill into Yancangzhou's mouth.

"Wuxin, what about the third prince?"

"With me here, this guy can't die."

As he said that, Feng Wuxin took out the silver needle from his backpack and stabbed the silver needle into the acupoints in Yancangzhou.

Looking at Yancangzhou, which looks dead but still has a breath, although Feng Wuxin has no good feelings for this guy, he has to admire Yancangzhou's tenacious vitality to a certain extent.

Not to mention the knife wounds that were less than the size of his body. Judging from the degree of festering of the wound, he had been in the desert for at least ten days.

If a person does not drink water for a few days, he will become dehydrated, and in more severe cases, he will die.

However, Yancangzhou survived it. As for the hardships, I am afraid that only he knew about it.

"The amount of water should be given at a lower time. Feed water multiple times a day, and the medicine should be fed every two hours to ensure that you wake up within seven days."

In the last war, although Yan State won the battle with a small number of troops of 80,000, both Yan State and Qin State lost their vitality.

Obviously, Yan State suffered even heavier losses, and the troops that can fight now are less than four levels.

When the Qin Desert Alliance Army has finished recuperation, a battle between the two sides will affect the life and death of a country.

During the few days, Feng Wuxin would sneak out to find Mo Yi every night, but there was still no news. In order to avoid Feng Wuxin's accident, Xiahou Lie would always follow Feng Wuxin to ensure her safety.

Looking at the anxious but because of the darkness, Xiahou Lie not only thought again and again, if he disappeared, would Wuxin look for him like this?

It was another fruitless night. Feng Wuxin didn't know how many times he was disappointed, and how many times he ignited hope.

"Brother Lie, you have been following me for a few nights, so you are not tired."

"It's time to not be tired, so go back."

Xiahou Lie reached out his hand, grabbed Feng Wuxin's hand and pulled her onto the horse's back.

Feeling the warm but lonely aura behind her, Xiahou Lie swallowed all the things he wanted to say and pulled the horse back to the military camp.

The next day, a scout from Qin State sent a letter under the city wall. The letter was written by Master Qin. The letter was written on the letter paper, which was praised by Mingfeng Wuxin's performance. I look forward to the next confrontation.

"Oh, this military advisor is very powerful, he actually calculated that I am in Yan Camp."

Feng Wuxin was a little surprised. She was walking in the military camp with her identity hidden. No one knew her identity except Xiahou Lie.

But the Qin military advisor asserted her existence.

interesting!

Since that's the case, she also wrote back to the Qin military advisor.

"You are so swearing, your mother knows, if you don't know, tell your mother..."

Feng Wuxin wrote the words with her pen, and her momentum was full of momentum. Every word confirmed what she thought and wanted to express. In vernacular, it means, Master Qin, do you know that your mother is so awesome? If you don’t know, your awesomeness will be terminated. I, Feng Wuxin, will beat you!
Chapter completed!