The hot air balloon in the air threw down the sky thunder.

The grenade launcher sounds sparsely.

Huang Hua was still standing on the top of the city, holding up his telescope to look east and west.

It was still early at dusk.

He actually had no idea whether he could defend the outer city. From the beginning, he had no absolute confidence.

Although there should be more than 2,000 Fuzhou garrison soldiers defending the city walls in the east and west at present, it is unknown how long it can last against the Yuan army ten times more than it is.

Huang Hua finally said to the guards next to him: "Go to inform the governor and ask him to send officials and yamen runners to persuade the remaining people in the outer city to enter the inner city!"

If this continues, the outer city will sooner or later be lost. Burning houses by the Yuan army is always much better than being slaughtered by the people in the outer city.

Huang Hua is planning to make his final efforts.

Those who are willing to listen to advice have retreated to the inner city two days ago. If he is unwilling to listen to advice at this time, he has no choice.

No one can save all living beings.

It would be foolish to let all the soldiers fight to the death in the outer city just for the stubborn people.

The sound of gunfire gradually spread around Changle County.

Here at the southern city wall, the morale of the Yuan army gradually declined.

The Yuan army hot air balloon in the air was a little unsustainable by the sky-rushing cannon, but it could not bear the loss and retreated first.

After all, if they continue to fight like this, they will not have many hot air balloons to use to attack the other cities in the future.

The Yuan army at the city still failed to control the situation and gradually became nervous.

As fewer and fewer soldiers were waiting for the city to rush into the city, the generals in the army realized something.

It makes no sense to continue to attack like this.

There was finally a sound of gold in the army.

The Yuan army retreated outside the city.

A gap.

Bai Yuchan watched the Yuan army retreat and stood alone in the gap. The white clothes were still spotless.

Although he is not a childish face, he looks really fairy-like at this moment.

As long as the people behind him hear what he mutters at this moment, they are afraid that they will no longer think that he is a god.

Bai Yuchan muttered in his mouth, "Oh, I'm losing so much internal energy, I don't know how many pheasants and hares are needed to make up for it. Um... It's the guinea fowls raised by Uncle Master, who are delicious!"

He even started swallowing.

It seems that there is a snow-white guinea fowl jumping around in its spiritual eyes.
Chapter completed!