Dawn is the darkest hour before dawn, and everything is silent, only the noisy insects and beasts can be heard.
Chu Yunyao was lying beside Xiu'er, sleeping soundly, when she was awakened by the sudden sound of a horn, she opened her eyes suddenly, threw off the quilt, stood up and was about to go out, when Xiu'er grabbed the hem of her clothes, " Mother, I will go too."
Chu Yunyao picked up the cloak to cover Xiu'er, wrapped him with cotton cloth, and walked out of the tent with the weapon.
The people had all gathered neatly, Mu Qing saw Chu Yunyao coming, and reported: "Young Madam, as you expected, the Gong family army sent a small team to attack at night, according to statistics, there are only about 2,000 people. "
"Since they're here, let them come and go." Chu Yunyao raised the corners of her lips, showing a sneer, "Let the arrows go."
Yun Da and Yun Er firmly held a huge bow that was set on a stone, and put five arrows on the curved bow with arrows tied with dead branches and fallen leaves. When they heard the order, they loosened their five fingers.
Five flaming arrows shot straight down the mountain, where the flames passed, everything under the mountain was clearly illuminated.
The black clothes that blended with the night, under the light of the fire, made it impossible for the Gong family army who was climbing up to hide.
The most frightening thing is that there is still kerosene tied to the end of the arrow, and the flame burns along the arrow all the way to the arrow tail. When it meets the kerosene, it ignites with a bang, and the fire becomes more and more intense.
It is autumn, and the fallen leaves are withered and yellow.
The dead trees and leaves were ignited with kerosene, and the Gong family army hiding in the woods was soon surrounded by fire.
Bows and arrows with torches rained down on the Gong family army. The way down the mountain was blocked by fire, and the way up the mountain was also blocked by the Mohist army. The Gong family army was in a dilemma.
Chu Yunyao and Mu Qing stood on a high place with the Mo Family's personal guards and Lingyun Sect's people, watching the people below being burned to death and shot to death by arrows. .
At dawn, the dead trees on the mountainside were burnt into charcoal, leaving only black rocks and charred corpses lying on the ground.
In the tent.
The guard lowered his head tremblingly, knelt down on one knee, not daring to look Gong Yao in the eye, and reported, "Master, the two thousand elite troops you dispatched at dawn were wiped out, and none of them survived."
"No survivors?" Gong Yao repeated the guard's words: "What do you mean?"
"It's just that no one came back alive." The guard swallowed, his throat choked, "All were buried in the fire last night."
Gong Yao walked out of the camp, looked up at the seemingly unshakable figures on the high Yunxiao Mountain, and ground his teeth, "Fifty thousand elites, only thirty-eight thousand are left.
Chu Yunyao, you are ruthless, you are so ruthless!
I really underestimated you in the past, if I knew this, I shouldn't have spared your life.
If I had killed you earlier, the Gong family would not have ended up like this. "
He looked at the morning glow all over the sky, "Today is a good weather, another sunny day."
The guard didn't know what was going on in his mind, he hung his head and dared not make a sound.
"You said, didn't you?" Gong Yao asked.
The guard was terrified, and lowered his head: "Yes, yes, the master is right."
"Then treat him in the same way." Gong Yao pursed his lips with a bloodthirsty arc: "As long as there is a retreat in the back mountain, it is impossible for Chu Yunyao to continue to garrison with these people. on the hill.
Then set fire to the entire mountain, and suffocate these people to death on the mountain..."
Since he couldn't capture Mo Lingyuan's woman and child alive, he simply took the bodies of Chu Yunyao and Mo Chengyue back...