"High, it's really high." Glancing at the signal in the sky, Ouyang Yufei turned his head and gave a thumbs up to Ryukyu.
"Too much." Ryukyu carries his hands behind him, very indifferent.
But that indifferent, but it is absolute self-confidence.
Ouyang Yu Fei saw that the smile in his eyes was deeper and deeper. The self-confident Ryukyu moon seemed so pleasing to the eyes.
Maybe it's a bad word, but it's the feeling.
To flood a city with water, the amount of water needed is not equal.
It can't be done completely with a single blow.
What's more, it would be too cruel to submerge the people and soldiers of a city.
The amount of water needed for the mica River to burst the gap is not enough to submerge yanghucheng.
However, this is not important in Ryukyu's eyes.
Rumors are leading people's thoughts and raising their fears, thus strengthening the submerged facts and strength.
In the moment of watching the water pouring down.
That kind of worst-case plan will be entrenched in anyone's mind, thus evolving into a powerful force.
This is the most important thing.
Public opinion and rumors are sometimes well used.
That's the best weapon.
Obviously, Ryukyu knew this very well.
You see, this is not Yang Hucheng's own destruction. It doesn't cost a single soldier.
The sun is shining and the moon looks back at xuanyuanche, the soldier behind him.
The same smile flashed in their eyes.
A combination of two swords, who can wipe the edge of this world.
Yang Hucheng is broken without any suspense or strength.
Under the golden light, in the receding tide, the black northern shepherd's banner is flying over the Yanghu City, which is very powerful.
Beimu occupies the whole yanghucheng fortress.
All the people in the city and more than 100000 Hun soldiers returned.
This is a point from the side.
Even if the fortress is built like a tortoise, there is no gap for us to enter. If we want to lose, we have to lose.