Chapter 1787

After heavy rain, the sky became clearer, and the sun was scorching the earth.

Before all the muddy water faded away, Gong Yao led all the Gong family troops to make a comeback and attacked Yunxiao Mountain again. The black crowd surrounded the foot of the mountain like locusts crossing the border.

Gong Yao mixed in the crowd, looked up to the top of the mountain: "God helped her once, I don't believe God will help her a second time, there are only less than 4,000 people, let's see how long they can survive."

The horn blew, the shouts shook the sky, and the elite of the palace family rushed straight to the top of Yunxiao Mountain.

Mu Qing and Chu Yunyao stood side by side on the top of the mountain: "Young madam, the Gong family's army may not have much spare food and grass, so they only repaired for a day, and they couldn't wait to attack again.

Didn't he know that the mountainside was burned bare by their people, it was easy to go down the mountain, but it was even more difficult to go up the mountain? "

Chu Yunyao pondered for a moment: "Perhaps Gong Yao probably knew that Ling Yuan was on his way to help us, so he wanted to make a quick decision."

Chu Yunyao lined up his troops, put the powerful Mohist guards at the front, and threw the built stones towards the Gong's army.

The petite but accurate archery girls of Lingyunmen stood behind the stones, used the stone wall as a cover, drew their bows and set up arrows, and shot at the Gong family troops who rushed up.

Wave after wave, the Gong family's army continued to rush upwards relying on the large number of people.

Seeing these people climbed halfway up the mountain, Mu Qing became anxious: "Young Madam, we can't let them go up any further. When it gets completely dark, Gong Yao's people will occupy the entire mountain. At that time, our The number of people becomes a disadvantage."

Chu Yunyao nodded, took out a gun from her waist, aimed at the leader carrying the flag of the Gong family army, and pulled the trigger.

The earth-shattering gunfire sounded, startling the birds and animals in the mountains and forests.

With this gunshot, the head of the palace family who was carrying the big flag of the palace family was shot in the head and died on the spot, and the waving flag also fell down.

Before the Gong's army could react, gunshots rang out one after another, and the gunfire became more and more intense. The Gong's army that had already crossed the mountainside fell down one after another like cutting rice. It didn't take long for a large area to fall.

Immediately afterwards, several pieces of gunpowder landed in the middle of the Gong family army, and exploded with a "boom".

Several bodies were sent into the air by the tremendous power of the gunpowder. They were fragmented, their limbs were separated, their intestines were pierced, and their stomachs were rotten.

The companion who was still fighting side by side with him just now suddenly died without a whole body, and fell to this end.

The tragic situation of the battle situation in the past few days instantly appeared in their minds, evoking the frightening memories deep in these people's hearts.

The frightening and lethal gunpowder exploded one after another in the dense palace army, and soon blocked the footsteps of these people and blocked their direction of advancement.

In the face of advanced weapons, their mortal bodies are simply vulnerable.

The Gong family army jumped in direction and ran down the mountain one after another...

Flee in defeat!

Chu Yunyao took advantage of the victory and pursued: "Shoot the arrow!"

The dense arrows rained down on those who didn't have time to run out of range, piercing their backs.

Chu Yunyao commanded Yun Si who was standing beside the balance pole: "Throw a stone!"

Yun Si ordered the Mo family's personal guard to put the stone on one end of the balance pole, and he pulled the rope on the other end, and threw the huge stone that was pried up vigorously. Roll down, and quickly run over those Gong family soldiers who have no time to escape.

Boulders were thrown down from the top of the mountain one after another, like the passage laid out by the god of death for the Gongjia army, leaving rows of corpses on the hillside...