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Duan Liushao paced back and forth on the spot. He knew that he had no choice but to shoot.

Although he had yet to figure out Feng Ning Yan's method of using troops, he was still unwilling to be scared off by the silent city walls, considering his meticulous plans.

During the day, the Southern Wilderness' army had already defeated him. He had confidence in his own warriors.

Moreover, he had made a promise in front of a group of officials this time. Hence, he urgently needed a victory to give the imperial government's confidence. Only then would he be able to gain the support of the imperial government in the future.

He turned around and shouted to the warriors behind him, "Today's attack on the city, the Da Yue Army has killed more than two thousand of my soldiers. Warriors of the Southern Wilderness, can you hold back your anger?"

The soldiers in the audience shouted in response. Their morale was high.

"Then kill for me and seize the Southern Yong Pass!"

Duan Liushao was extremely excited, he immediately ordered, "The five hundred ships have long been mobilized. The infantry unit will immediately go to the banks of the Yellow River to build a pontoon bridge and prepare for our army to cross the river! When the forward battalion and the firearm battalion cross the pontoon bridge and begin their charge, you will immediately launch an attack! "

The infantry unit accepted the order, then left in a awe-inspiring, awe-inspiring manner.

Duan Liushao continued, "The forward battalion will follow closely behind the infantry unit and wait for the construction of the bridge. Once the floating bridge is completed, they will immediately be the first to attack the other side.

The forward battalion had also received their orders and set off.

Duan Liushao pointed at the Firearm Battalion and the Chariot Battalion. "The Firearm Battalion follows the Front Battalion and covers the attack! The chariot battalion is divided into two sides, one to assist the infantry unit to attack the city, the other to defend the north shore of the pontoon bridge to prevent the enemy from destroying my pontoon bridge and cutting off my retreat! "

After Duan Liushao had finished arranging everything, Vice Marshal Li Yuanfeng received the military order and mounted his horse, galloping towards the front of the army.

At this time, Feng Ning Yan had already been watching from the top of the city walls for a long time. Although the heavy rain was about to end and the fog was thick, the southern army's battleship had still exposed its location in the dark night.

"Young Marshal's foresight is indeed godly."

Sima Duo couldn't help but admire Feng Ningyan. He also knew that if Feng Ningyan didn't appear this time, he would most likely be thrown into a huge mess. Not to mention the fact that his military rank and head weren't protected, it would also implicate the safety of the dragon's teeth.

Therefore, he no longer had the slightest bit of arrogance or arrogance from an old general, and he was even more convinced of Feng Ningyan's strength.

The hundreds of warships naturally weren't fishing in the river.

Feng Ningyan sneered and walked down the city gate tower, ordering Sima Du to pick a general.

All the soldiers gathered below the platform. Feng Ning Yan ascended the platform and said loudly:

"The rebels have begun to build pontoons, ready to cross the river and attack, and tonight the attack will be stronger than it was during the day. The Southern Yong Pass was the first barrier of the southern territory of Da Su Empire. We, the Southern Ning Army, must persevere! "

Liao Guangwen and the other high-ranking officers were already rubbing their hands together, waiting for the command.

Feng Ning Yan said, "The commander-in-chief of the Water Army, Ming Yu Hai, is leading 50 ships to build pontoons on both sides of the Southern Mountain Pass, protecting the infantry as they cross the river. Wait for the blue fireworks, then burn the enemy ships. "

"The infantry unit's vanguard, Chu Xu, leads 3,000 elite soldiers to cross the river. After circling around the southern border, they will split into two groups to harass the enemy rear. With the red firework as the retreat signal, we cannot afford to miss a single person. "

"Commander Liao, General Sima, you two will command the Crimson Flame Battalion, infantry, and cavalry soldiers, divided into three paths, left, right, center, and right. The two paths will meet face to face with each other and attack from both sides, so that the enemy will not be able to return!"

Now that the enemy pontoon bridge was built, the enemy swarmed like a tidal wave across the Yonghe River, black and dense, and headed straight for the tower, more than ten times the number of people in the day.

The gate of Nan Yong Pass was opened wide, and in an instant, General Da Yue rushed out of the city like a man rushing out of a dam.

The fog was thick, and on the battlefield, only the sound of battle could be heard. However, Feng Ning Yan could no longer clearly see the people fighting below the city: which ones were the Southern Ning army and which ones were the enemy.

She could only estimate that the infantry's three thousand elites should have crossed the pontoon bridge by now and personally lit the blue fireworks.

At the sight of this signal, Lieutenant Ming Yuhai immediately led the navy on board the warship. A jar of clear oil was placed at the bow of the warship, quickly approaching the enemy's floating bridge.

At this time, the generals of the southern army had also discovered the approaching warships on the dark river.

They had originally thought that they were on the same side and were shouting from the air, but the other side didn't answer.

"This is bad!" It's the army of the Kingdom of Yue! "

The soldiers of the Southern Wilderness quickly formed a formation on the floating bridge. One by one, they picked up several tens of meters long thick bamboo poles and stood them on the bridge.

As soon as the battleship approached the open sea, it was pushed back by the bamboo poles. Despite the clear oil and torches, they were unable to complete the task of burning the enemy ships to ashes.

Ming Yuhai had the heavy responsibility of blocking the enemy's retreat, and could not delay it for even a moment, or the enemy would have a chance to retreat.

He became anxious and threw two jars of clear oil at the enemy ship that was five to six zhang away.

The vats were smashed on the enemy ship, and the oil was clear all over the place.

He did not hesitate as he took the torch from his men. With a wave of his arm, he threw the torch to them.

The enemy ships immediately caught on fire. The pontoon bridge was constructed from battleships, and what they feared the most was a fire.

When Duan Liushao saw that the State of Yue's warship had appeared out of nowhere and planned to use the strategy of "burning the warship on fire" to block the retreat route of the southern army, he immediately ordered, "Get on the catapult!"

The shield formation moved aside with a "hua la" sound, and ten stone throwing carts were pushed out from behind. Giant boulders rammed into the battleship of the Great Yue Army.

Ming Yuhai decisively ordered abandoning the ship, and each navy jumped into the water with two jars of clear oil in their arms.

Even if they were carrying oil cans, they would still be able to move very far underwater. As a result, once they entered the water, the Southern Wilderness could no longer find any traces of them. Even a catapult or archer could only randomly shoot aimlessly.

In the blink of an eye, Minghai and the others were scattered around the stern of the enemy ship.

When everyone emerged from the water, Ming Yuhai gave a whistle, and the troll army leapt up, smashing oil cans and igniting fire, all in one go.

Before the enemy could even react, they had already dived back into the deep river like a group of fish, sneaking hundreds of feet away.

Raging flames burned Duan Liushao's eyes.

He did not expect that his five hundred warships would be burnt by Feng Ning Yan just like that.

The Southern Wilderness did not even manage to catch the shadow of the opposing army.

At this time, there was a disturbance in the rear of the southern border army. The sound of the horn indicated that they had encountered an attack from the enemy.

When Feng Ningyan heard the flustered horn sound across the Yonghe River, she knew that the time had come. She immediately sent out a red signal for Chu Xu and the rest to retreat.

It was another bloody battle, another baptism of the night's rain of blood.

Soldiers in different armors and carrying different banners and shields clashed with each other. Soldiers fought bravely, but more and more lives were being mercilessly cut off by the gleaming weapons.

Duan Liushao's heart burned with anxiety when he saw his own soldiers lying in a pool of their own blood while even the path of retreat was burnt through.

This was the first time he had truly fought with Feng Ningyan, but he never thought that he would lose so miserably!

Feng Ningyan!

He raised his head. Through the thick smoke and mist, he could vaguely see the silver-armored general standing on top of the city gate tower.

Even though he could only see her long hair tied up by the night wind and the red battle robe on her back, in his heart, he could clearly see her valiant and oppressive appearance, as well as her devastatingly beautiful appearance.

Duan Liushao hated this Young Marshal of the Southern Ning Army, but he could not suppress his curiosity.

His heart raced as he mounted his warhorse and drew his Moonshatter Blade from the ground. He stood at the end of the bridge and pointed at the tower at the South Wing Pass. He shouted, "I want to meet with you personally, the Southern Ning Army's Young Marshal!"