Meng Fu deeply agreed when he heard this.

He has always respected Meng Huan. Although he did not obey his words, he could listen to Meng Huan's words.

"Then we..."

"I'm here to put out the fire. Now you go to find other brothers immediately and then jointly persuade your father.

Otherwise, you and I alone would not be able to change your mind. You should contact others quickly without delay.”

"But what if my father refuses to listen?"

A ruthless look flashed in Meng Huan's eyes.

He took a deep breath, looked at Meng Fu and smiled, and said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, at this time, my father will definitely be able to listen."

Meng Fu no longer hesitated, turned his horse's head and went to discuss with other brothers.

Meng Huan looked at the sea of ​​fire in front of her and sighed softly, "I have said a long time ago that the Tang people are strong and we cannot shake them, but you don't listen to my persuasion, but you have to believe the nonsense of the Annan barbarians. If you can believe the words of the Annan barbarians, why would you act like a ground rat? Father, you are destroying the entire Feiwuman... You said, what should I do? What should I do to save these tribe members?"

Speaking of this, Meng Huan sighed and stood there in a daze...

it's over!

It's finally over...

Yang Shouwen stood on the top of the city, covered in blood.

The black iron spear had been abandoned by him just now, and was replaced by an iron shield.

At this moment, he held his mace and threw the shield to the ground with a clang. On the top of the city, blood had already flowed into a river, and the shield fell to the ground, splashing blood everywhere.

Yang Shouwen leaned against the city wall and looked at the raging fire in the distance, and suddenly laughed.

I didn’t expect that I also had a time to plan and make great plans?

"Li Jun, what are you laughing at?"

"I'm wondering, what will Meng Kai do next?"

Huan Daochen was stunned for a moment and walked to Yang Shouwen's side.

However, he slightly retreated half of his body, which, on the surface, was a kind of respect for Yang Shouwen.

But in fact, he himself understood that from this moment on, he had made up his mind.

"Mr. Li's plan to help the world. I thought it was a pity to separate out many people outside the city.

Now it seems that Li Jun had already planned... If this fire broke out, Fei Wuman's vitality would be damaged by half."

Yang Shouwen said: "Yes, even if Meng Kai continues to attack the city next, it will be difficult to achieve the previous effect.

Yang Moli and the others did a good job. After returning to Luoyang, I would like to ask for credit for them... I have finally felt much more relaxed now."

Behind him, there was a sound of footsteps.

Su Laolai and Su Moer, and the Tu brothers all came over, stood behind Yang Shouwen, and looked at the fire on the other side of the river together. Everyone, including the surviving soldiers, breathed a sigh of relief, and felt a sense of surviving life in their hearts.

I have to say that the pressure Feiwuman put on them just now was too great.

The barbarians' fierce attacks caused considerable losses to the Puci defenders, with more than 300 casualties, most of whom were Puci's powerful people.

"Li Jun, will the barbarian come again?"

Su Moer looked at the retreating Feiwu barbarians and couldn't help asking.

Yang Shouwen turned around and looked at him, then shook his head and whispered: "I don't know either! But even if they come again, there is no need to be nervous.

The most difficult time has passed, and I believe that those barbarians are powerless to continue..."

As he spoke, he looked up at the night sky.

It's past midnight!

Yang Shouwen suddenly let out a long sigh, looked out of the city again, murmured to himself: "This night is really long!" (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!