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Chapter Fifty Attack

Before she changed her clothes, her body was wet and blew by the autumn wind. She suddenly felt coldness rising from the soles of her feet, covering her whole body, shivering from the cold.

The crying and shouting from outside became more and more real and clear. She began to feel panic, and her hands and feet began to tremble. For some reason, at this time, even her mouth seemed to be numb.

But she couldn't move, and she couldn't move at all. Even the idea of ​​escaping just rose up and then silently extinguished again for a moment.

Can't run.

She told herself this in her heart, and the look of Zhu Yuan looking at her next to the well in the backyard appeared in her mind.

At that time, not far away were the raging fire and the soldiers guarding each other. They relied on Mrs. Kong to learn some skills, and took advantage of Mr. Zhao's hesitation and hesitation between ignoring his daughter, and then they found a chance to survive.

But that was just a trace of it------The large water tank that is usually used to prevent fires is filled with water, but the weather is cold and the wind is gushing. If you hide in it, you will be frozen if you persist for the last hour.

If you don't hide in, you will die immediately.

Just for that glimmer of opportunity, Zhu Yuan jumped in without hesitation.

Feng Baojia still remembers the cold taste of the well water, and Zhu Yuan's eyes that were still scary even in the dark.

She did what she said. If she ran away now, as long as she had a chance in the future, Zhu Yuan would definitely pick her heart and lungs without hesitation. Feng Baojia shrank a little, stood up to see Zhao Chen's situation, reached out to pull the quilt up for her, and then he was so nervous that he also found a set of clothes to change into it randomly.

The shouts of beating and killing outside were still fierce, but she had not taken any further steps. She gradually calmed down. Thinking that Zhu Yuan had said that this was the safest place, she slowly let out a breath.

Zhu Yuan, who was far away in the front yard, had no intention of thinking about whether Feng Baojia would listen to her. The situation was about to break out. The little flag beside Fang Liang, who had been very face-like, was injured and was hit by an arrow on his shoulder. He was bandaged at this moment.

She stepped forward and took a look, and saw that there was nothing else abnormal in the wound, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, there was no poison. She glanced at Fang Liang and said, "Let him go down and rest first."

The wound looks bad, so you still need to rest well, otherwise for someone like him who relies on force and body to make a living in the future, his future will definitely be affected.

Fang Liang shook his head, looked ahead with a serious expression, "If you can't hold it back, this arm is still a trivial matter, and your life cannot be saved. What else do you have to do with your arm?"

The door was pushed and hit by a rumbling rumbling. Several Jinyiwei and a large number of officers and soldiers blocked the door, holding a huge crossbar tightly, which was also what Jinyiwei sawed from the side.

But even so, they are actually almost unable to hold on.

Zhu Yuan frowned and asked Fang Liang: "How long will it take to burn oil in the kitchen? It's almost impossible to hold on."

Fang Liang's tone was not very good. In fact, his spirit was already extremely tense. Seeing Zhu Yuan asked, he shook his head: "It took time to find so much oil, and it would be even more important to heat up so much oil. I'm afraid he has to wait for a while."

He had to be nervous. Now Zou Huanzhi has completely tear his face regardless of the price. Once those people successfully break in, they are afraid that none of them will survive.

But the difference in the number of people between them is too big. Even if they can hold on for a while, they will just drag it for a while.

The most important thing is to see if there are reinforcements.

But do they have it?

Chu Tingchuan may not be reliable.

Zhu Yuan was not as worried as Fang Liang.

She has always focused on doing what is in front of her, and has always known that many things cannot be thought too much or too deeply. Thinking too much will lead to bad things. It is better to just focus on the front of her first.

The thick gate was gradually hit and cracked, and the soldiers who blocked the door seemed to be unable to resist it. They could no longer sit and wait for death, otherwise Fang Liang's worries would have been realized in advance.

Zhu Yuan thought about it and asked someone to bring the fireworks originally used to celebrate Zhao Chen and the hairpin, and ordered Fang Liang to light them and throw them outside the door.

Then Zhu Yuan asked to take out all the horses in the stable, and tied firecrackers to the horse's tail.

The fireworks were quickly thrown out of the yard by Fang Liang and several Jinyiwei Guards with excellent arm strength. Soon, everyone could hear the sound of pain coming from outside through the wall.

The offensive outside slowed down, and the action of hitting the door finally stopped for the time being.

Fang Liang reached out and wiped the cold sweat from his head, breathing a sigh of relief.

But this gap was only temporary. Zhu Yuan sat in the corridor and looked faintly at the door that might be broken at any time. When the sound of the door hitting it again, he made a preparatory gesture to the soldiers who were staying by the horses.

Fang Liang was so depressed. As an Jinyiwei, when he was not so embarrassed, he saw Zhu Yuan’s expressionless face, and he couldn’t help but say: “Girl, if you can’t hold on later, those people will break in, you will run to the backyard first. I left someone there. Then he will escort you to escape. I will try my best to delay the people in front of you.”

Zhu Yuan shook his head.

In fact, everyone knows it very well. If those people really break in, there will be no chance to escape to the backyard? In the front yard, they will be shot and killed.

She glanced at Fang Liang indifferently, held the corner of her mouth, pointed to the people who came with wooden barrels at the end of the corridor and smiled, saying, "We may not die so soon, but people outside are definitely not that simple to rush in."

The wooden barrel was covered with hot hot oil, and the heat could be detected from a distance. At the same time, the soldiers guarding the gate shouted in pain, and then they could not hold on and were shaken away by the huge force.

Zhu Yuan was waiting for this moment. She quickly stood up and decisively put down her hand at those people.

The firecrackers on the tails of the sixteen inspectors' mansion or guests were all lit up. The horses panicked and rushed to the forthcoming soldiers to dizzy.

Several soldiers were trampled to death under the horse's hooves on the spot.

Fang Liang couldn't help but feel confused.

The current situation is probably much different from fighting.

In other words, they are all on the battlefield now.

Zhu Yuan had already come back to his senses soon. Taking advantage of the moment when the first group of soldiers rushed in and were knocked to death or fainted, he used a crossbar to block the door again.

Then he ordered Fang Liang: "Prepare a ladder."

The victory in front of us is only short-lived, and the subsequent counterattack will only be even more violent.
Chapter completed!
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