As the door was blown open, the wolf soldiers charged forward.
Although nearly two thousand people fell down, which was unprecedentedly humiliating, Yuan Qingyi and the others were also at the end of their power.
Yuan Qingyi and Miao Fenglang were injured, and the Wu League's children were exhausted by 70%, so it was impossible for them to block their attacks again.
The fire at the door was dazzling, Yuan Qingyi was holding her body tightly, her face was invisibly distorted:
"Prepare for the fight!"
A murderous intent spread out from his body, and his eyes were already blood red without realizing it.
Everyone knows that tonight either the enemy dies or I dies, so the remaining eighty children of the Wu League are well-trained to occupy their positions.
They are ready to fight to the death with the tide of wolf soldiers.
Miao Fenglang also used up all the poisons to build three lines of defense on the first floor.
Almost as Diaoyu Pavilion entered the preparation stage, more than a thousand wolves soldiers rushed into the gap.
The hot weapon in his hand ruthlessly shot at the Diaoyu Pavilion.
Yuan Qingyi hid in the back of the hall and shouted:
"hidden!"
The children of the Wumeng Meng hurriedly hid their bodies.
Soon, gunshots rang out like rain.
Bang bang bang bang!
Countless warheads poured into the fishing pavilion.
The trees, doors, windows, and vases were all broken, and the entire front of the Diaoyu Pavilion became devastated.
Three or four Wu Meng children who had not hidden their bodies also screamed and fell out.
During the ruthless shooting, hundreds of wolves advanced deep into the Diaoyu Pavilion.
Yuan Qingyi made a gesture, and dozens of fireworks suddenly shot out from all over the world.
Fireworks fell into the crowd and exploded, not only sparks splashed everywhere, but also accompanied by a large stream of smoke.
The vision becomes blurred.
Then, the children of the Wu League shot out the few remaining crossbow arrows and shot dozens of enemies who rushed into the Diaoyu Pavilion.
"Retreat five meters!"
Seeing the Wu League's children rushing to kill wolf soldiers, Prince Gong brought dozens of confidants and chariots to the scene.
With a wave of his hand, another fire bomb blasted out.
The gunner has locked the archer's position.
"Bang--"
With a loud bang, the children of the Wu League who were flying crossbow arrows in secret were blown out.
Prince Gong waved his hand again and blasted out the remaining two fire bombs.
Two more sounds were heard, and more than twenty Wu League children fell down.
The wolf soldiers poured out their children.
The defense line of the Wu League quickly collapsed.
Heavy casualties.
Diaoyu Pavilion is also shaky.
"Kill, kill, kill!"
Prince Gong smiled grimly with red eyes: "Kill them all for me!"
With this command, more than 500 wolves continued to push forward and attacked from the front and sides of the windows.
The shouts were shocking, and the fire was dazzling.
More than a hundred people were scattered around the Diaoyu Pavilion, staring at the movements at the entrances and exits to prevent Yuan Qingyi and Song Hongyan from breaking through and running away.
In a battle tonight, you must be wiped out to expel your anger.
Although the children of the Wumeng clan knew that they would die, they still expose all their strength.
Either shoot arrows or die with them. As long as they survive in the warhead, they will fight back against the enemy at any cost.
This desperate battle prevented the wolf soldiers from rushing into the hall.
This made Prince Gong very angry and wanted to shoot another fire bomb, but he had already used up all his firepower.
He could only let the wolf soldiers shoot forward step by step.
The sword light and the warhead shot, and both sides kept falling down, and the ground was covered with blood.
Extremely cruel.
Listening to the attack outside, the Wumeng children kept screaming, Yuan Qingyi's face was solemn.
She knew that Palposa's intervention made it difficult to defend Diaoyu Pavilion tonight.
At this moment, a hero must cut off his arm.
"Dugu Shang, you take Mr. Song out."
Yuan Qingyi coughed: "Miao Fenglang and I were injured. We couldn't run out and we had no combat power."
"Now you can only rely on you to protect Mr. Song."
"I will release the starry sky fireworks to create a large area of thick smoke later, so you will take Mr. Song and evacuate decisively from the back door."
"There are still twelve special evacuation workers hidden there."
"After escaping, I will find Huang Wuji and try my best to survive. Young Master Ye will appear at the earliest or later."
Yuan Qingyi explained to Dugu Shang: "No matter what, we must protect Mr. Song."
She recovered a little strength, but it was difficult to fight out, so she had to stay and cut off the rear.
Miao Fenglang didn't say anything, but just patted Dugu Shang's arm, take care of him.
Dugu Shang didn't say nonsense, just said indifferently: "Okay!"
He knew that tears and reluctance could not solve the problem, so he could only find a way to protect Song Hongyan and have the opportunity to kill Prince Gong to take revenge in the future.
He was about to turn around and look for Song Hongyan.
"Mr. Song, Mr. Song, don't go out!"
At this moment, the stairs were thumping and Song Hongyan, who was wearing a prosperous beauty, staggered down.
It was very painful to cover your ears with both hands.
Later, Wanyan Yiyi chased after her, looking anxious.
Song Hongyan was awakened by a series of explosions, her eyes were confused and struggling, and she refused to stay in the room for the safe room no matter what.
Wanyan Yiyi chased and shouted, and Song Hongyan rushed towards the door where the flames soared into the sky: "Ah——"
"Mr. Song!"
Seeing Song Hongyan coming out and walking towards the door, Yuan Qingyi's face changed drastically. She endured the pain and jumped over and threw her to the ground.
As soon as Yuan Qingyi threw Song Hongyan to the ground, a few flames made of warheads shot over.
"Bang bang bang!"
The firepower swept several traces in the hall, and the wedding decorations burned.
A big word of joy instantly turned out to be extremely bright.
"ah--"
Song Hongyan, who fell to the ground, rolled out seven or eight meters again, and then covered her ears and cushioned the gunshots.
But when she saw the blown-up door, her heart was stunned and painful.
The burning and rushing fire of the word "Happy" was more like a midnight lightning, slashing straight into her heart.
Almost suffocating.
"ah!"
Song Hongyan's head hurts violently and her body trembles.
She suddenly thought of Ye Fan and Qianqian!
Memories surged out like a tide, and everything became clear and terrifying.
She remembered the funeral at Feilai Peak, the explosion of Huang Nijiang, and the fallen water of Qianqian and Ye Fan.
I remembered Ye Fan's tragic and firmness to push Mu with all his strength, and I remembered the despair and pain when I was away from Ye Fan.
There is also the endless river water...
Song Hongyan couldn't help but hug her shoulders and trembled, and she was crying like a three-year-old child losing her mother.
Then, she looked up again and shouted wildly:
"Ye Fan, Ye Fan, where are you? Where are you?"
She cried in tears: "I think of you, I think of you!"
More than a dozen wolves soldiers surrounded him.
Dugu Shang and his friends changed their faces and wanted to save people.
"Don't cry, I'm here-"
At this moment, a gentle but powerful voice came from outside the door.
In the dark night, Ye Fan descended from the sky and entered the group of wolf soldiers surrounding Song Hongyan.
The tiger's body was shocked!
With a loud bang, more than a dozen wolves were broken and their hearts fell away.
Then Ye Fan stomped the floor with his right foot, and six sabers broke and flew.
Another dozen shooting enemies screamed and fell to the ground.
Prince Gong's face changed drastically, Ye Fan?
He was about to order Ye Fan to be shot and killed, but there was a scream behind him.
Prince Gong turned his head and saw dozens of men in black shooting from behind like phantoms, throwing all his reserve teams over.
The situation has changed drastically.
"Ye Fan?"
When a large number of black soldiers attacked Prince Gong from behind, as if they were in a state of mind, the sob beauty suddenly raised her head.
With tears in her eyes, she could see the quiet and standing figure at a glance.
Some are rapid and a little decay, but the gentleness is still as warm as the spring breeze, and the dark eyes are still clear.
The most important thing is that Ye Fan is still alive.
A urge to reunite after the disaster exploded from the chest, and all rationality and dangers were thrown out of the sky.
"Ye Fan!"
Song Hongyan rushed towards Ye Fan in tears, like a sika deer returning to nature.
Staggering, but resolutely.
"Ye Fan, Ye Fan, I remember you, I remember everything!"
Just like what was destined to meet in fate, Song Hongyan rushed into Ye Fan's arms.
There is no gap in the hug.
Tears flowed.
What else is more cherished than losing and gaining?
Looking at Song Hongyan's crying eyes, Ye Fan gently stroked her show.
Then he grabbed a knife, Prince Yiming and others: