As the door was blown open, the wolf soldiers charged forward.
Although they fell nearly two thousand people, an unprecedented humiliation, Yuan Qingyi and the others were at the end of their fight.
Yuan Qingyi and Miao Fenglang were injured, and the martial alliance disciples were 70% depleted. It was impossible to stop their attack.
The fire at the door was glaring, and Yuan Qingyi held on tightly, her face distorted invisibly:
"Ready to fight!"
A murderous intent spread from his body, and his eyes turned blood red without even realizing it.
Everyone knows that tonight either the enemy or we will die, so the remaining eighty martial arts disciples are well-trained and occupy their posts.
They were prepared to fight to the death against the tide of wolf soldiers.
Miao Fenglang also used all the poison to build three lines of defense on the first floor.
Almost as soon as Diaoyu Pavilion entered a battle preparation state, more than a thousand wolf soldiers rushed into the gap.
The hot weapon in his hand fired mercilessly at the Diaoyu Pavilion.
Yuan Qingyi hid behind the hall and shouted:
"hidden!"
The disciples of Wumeng hurriedly hid themselves.
Soon, gunshots sounded like a rainstorm.
Bang bang bang!
Countless warheads poured towards Diaoyu Pavilion.
Trees, doors, windows, and vases all shattered, and the entire front of Diaoyutai became devastated.
Three or four martial arts disciples who had not hidden themselves also fell out screaming.
Under merciless shooting, hundreds of wolf soldiers advanced into the depths of the Diaoyu Pavilion.
Yuan Qingyi made a gesture, and dozens of fireworks shot out all around.
Fireworks fell into the crowd and exploded, causing not only sparks to fly but also huge plumes of smoke.
Vision becomes blurry.
Then, the disciples of the Wu Meng fired the few remaining crossbow arrows and killed dozens of enemies who rushed into the Diaoyu Pavilion.
"Step back five meters!"
Seeing the disciples of the Wu League fishing in troubled waters and killing the wolf soldiers, Prince Gong came up with dozens of cronies and chariots.
He waved his hand and fired another fire bomb.
The gunner has locked the archer's position.
"boom--"
There was a loud noise, and the disciples of the Wu League who were secretly shooting crossbows were blown out.
Prince Gong waved his hand again and blasted out the remaining two fire bombs.
There were two more sounds, and more than twenty martial alliance disciples fell.
The wolf soldiers then poured out their disciples.
The Wumeng defense line quickly collapsed.
There were heavy casualties.
The Fishing Pavilion is also crumbling.
"Kill, kill, kill!"
Prince Gong's eyes were red and he was grinning ferociously: "Kill them all!"
Following this order, more than 500 wolf soldiers continued to push forward, attacking from the front and the windows on both sides.
The shouts were loud and the fire was dazzling.
There were more than a hundred people scattered around the Diaoyu Pavilion, watching the movements at each entrance and exit to prevent Yuan Qingyi and Song Hongyan from breaking through and escaping.
In tonight's battle, we must annihilate them all before we can vent our evil anger.
Although the disciples of the Martial Alliance knew that they would surely die, they still unleashed all their strength.
Either shoot them with arrows or die together. As long as they survive the bullets, they will fight back at the enemy at all costs.
This desperate fight stopped the wolf soldiers from rushing into the hall.
This made Prince Gong very angry, and he wanted to fire another fire bomb, but found that all the firepower had been used up.
He could only let the wolf soldiers shoot forward step by step.
With the flash of swords and the flash of bullets, both sides continued to fall down, and the ground was covered with blood.
Extremely cruel.
Yuan Qingyi's face turned solemn as he listened to the advancing attack outside and the screams of the martial alliance disciples.
She knew that Parr's intervention would make it difficult to defend the Fishing Pavilion tonight.
At this moment, a strong man must cut off his wrist.
"Dugu Shang, take Mr. Song out."
Yuan Qingyi coughed: "Miao Fenglang and I were injured. It is impossible for us to run out, and we have no fighting power."
"Now I can only rely on you to protect Mr. Song."
"Later, I will set off fireworks full of stars to create a large area of thick smoke. You and Mr. Song will decisively evacuate through the back door."
"There are still twelve personnel specially evacuated there."
"After escaping, try to find Huang Wuji and try your best to survive. Young Master Ye will show up in the morning at the latest."
Yuan Qingyi told Dugu Shang: "No matter what, we must protect Mr. Song."
She recovered a little strength, but it was difficult to fight out, so she could only stay and break up the rear.
Miao Fenglang didn't say anything, he just patted Dugu Shang's arm and asked him to take care of himself.
Dugu Shang didn't talk nonsense, he just said indifferently: "Okay!"
He knew that tears and reluctance could not solve the problem, so now he could only try to protect Song Hongyan and take revenge by killing Prince Gong in the future.
He was about to turn around and find Song Hongyan.
"Mr. Song, Mr. Song, don't go out!"
At this moment, there was a bang on the stairs, and Song Hongyan, who was dressed in a golden age, staggered down.
It was very painful to cover my ears with my hands.
From behind, 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 safe room no matter what.
Wanyan Yiyi chased and shouted like this, and Song Hongyan rushed towards the door where the fire was blazing: "Ah——"
"Mr. Song!"
Seeing Song Hongyan coming out and heading towards the door, Yuan Qingyi's face changed drastically, and he endured the pain and jumped up and threw her to the ground.
Plop, almost as soon as Yuan Qingyi threw Song Hongyan to the ground, flames composed of several warheads shot towards her.
"Bang bang bang!"
The fire left several traces in the hall and set the wedding decorations on fire.
A big happy word instantly became extremely red.
"ah--"
Song Hongyan, who fell to the ground, rolled another seven or eight meters, and then covered her ears to buffer against the sound of gunfire.
But when she glanced at the blown-up doorway out of the corner of her eye, her heart was startled and painful.
The light from the burning word "happy" was more like a midnight lightning bolt, striking straight in her heart.
Almost suffocating.
"ah!"
Song Hongyan felt severe pain in her head and her body trembled.
She suddenly thought of Ye Fan and Sissi!
Memories came flooding out, everything became clear and terrifying.
She thought of Feilaifeng's funeral, the explosion of the Huangni River, and Sissi and Ye Fan who fell into the water.
I thought of Ye Fan's tragedy and determination when he pushed the wood with all his strength, and I thought of my despair and pain when I was far away from Ye Fan.
And the vast and endless river...
Song Hongyan couldn't help hugging her shoulders and trembling, crying like a three-year-old child who had lost its mother.
Then, she suddenly raised her head and shouted crazily:
"Ye Fan, Ye Fan, where are you? Where are you?"
She burst into tears and shouted: "I think of you, I think of you!"
More than a dozen wolf soldiers surrounded him.
Dugu Shang and the others' expressions changed and they went 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 fell from the sky and went straight into the group of wolf soldiers surrounding Song Hongyan.
The tiger's body trembled!
There was a loud bang, bang, bang, and a dozen wolf soldiers were instantly heartbroken and fell away.
Then Ye Fan stamped his right foot on the floor, and six sabers shattered and flew away.
More than a 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 to death when he heard screams from behind.
Prince Gong turned his head and saw dozens of men in black shooting from behind like phantoms, knocking out all his backup troops.
The situation changed drastically.
"Ye Fan?"
When a large number of black soldiers attacked Prince Gong from behind, the sobbing Hongyan suddenly raised her head as if she had a telepathic connection.
With tears in her eyes, she caught sight of the quiet and standing figure.
A little hasty, a little broken, but still as gentle and warm as the spring breeze, and the bright black eyes are still clear.
The most important thing is that Ye Fan is still alive.
A joyful impulse of reunion after the disaster erupted from the chest, and all sense and danger were thrown out of the sky.
"Ye Fan!"
Song Hongyan rushed towards Ye Fan with tears streaming down her face, like a sika deer returning to nature.
The steps were staggering, but there was no hesitation.
"Ye Fan, Ye Fan, I remember you, I remember everything!"
Just like they were destined to meet in fate, Song Hongyan rushed into Ye Fan's arms.
Hug tightly without any gaps.
Tears flowed.
There is nothing more cherished than finding something lost.
Looking at Song Hongyan's eyes that were red from crying, Ye Fan gently stroked her hair.
Then he grabbed a knife and said to Prince Yidiangong and others:
