Living With the School Flower: The Master of Flirtation

   Yuan Jiang said coldly: "As they are like this, they will never succeed. If they continue like this, then we don't need to waste time."

  Zhou Luodao: "Sir, I know this. I think we urgently need a victory to boost morale. Only by finding a way to suppress Songxi Town can we encourage them and let them know that those people in Songxi Town are not invincible."

   "It's easier said than done, these guys don't even dare to fight, how can we win?"

  Zhou Luoruo smiled meaningfully: "Sir, since they dare not fight, let the people of Songxi Town take the initiative to attack, and then..."

   Yuan Jiang heard the implied meaning in Zhou Luo's words and couldn't help but say, "Do you have a way to win?"

   "Of course there is a way." Said, Zhou Luo leaned into Yuan Jiang's ear and whispered a few words.

   "Is it really possible?" Yuan Jiang doubted.

   "Sir, just trust me. Even if it doesn't work, it won't hurt us." Zhou Luo said confidently.

  Yuan Jiang thought for a while, then nodded: "Okay, then I will trust you once."

   It didn't take long for everyone on the city wall to notice that the previously scattered enemy troops gathered again and began to march towards Songxi Town.

   "Come back?" Crazy Tiger sneered, "These guys don't have a long memory, so they lost the battle, and now they're attacking again, aren't they afraid of dying?"

  Yan Chengfeng didn't speak, just quietly looked at the enemy outside the city wall, and then slowly raised his hand. Immediately, more than a dozen ballistas were all loaded and ready to shoot. However, at this moment, the enemy troops on the opposite side suddenly stopped and stopped moving forward. Not only that, they were just outside the ballista's attack range.

   Fenglie frowned slightly and said, "What do these guys want to do?"

   "Whatever they want to do, Brother Leng, let me lead the troops to fight and deal with them all at once." Zhang Yu volunteered.

  Leng Xuan thought for a while and replied, "Okay. Brother Zhang, be careful about that Yuan Jiang."

   "Don't worry, he's just a supreme powerhouse, what's there to be afraid of." Zhang Yu smiled and immediately jumped off the city wall. Soon, the city gate opened, and more than 200 guards filed out, following behind Zhang Yu, heading towards the enemy on the opposite side.

   Seeing Zhang Yu's team approaching gradually, the members led by Yuan Jiang and Zhou Luo began to riot, and some people began to retreat, ready to escape. At this moment, Leng Xuan, who was standing on the city wall, looked out of the city, watching both teams approaching quickly. At this moment, a gentle breeze came blowing. Leng Xuan sniffed, frowned slightly and said, "Have you smelled anything?" Feng Lie sniffed the air around him, nodded and said, "There is indeed a peculiar smell."

   "Where does this smell come from?" Mad Tiger said.

   "Leng Xuan, look over there." Without waiting for everyone to investigate the source of the odor, Yan Chengfeng's voice suddenly came from the side, with a hint of lowness. Hearing his reminder, Leng Xuan immediately turned his head to look, his face changed suddenly. At this time, the team that Zhang Yu was carrying was moving fast, but, for some unknown reason, the members of the team fell one after another from the air and fell heavily to the ground, as if they had lost their mobility.

   "How could this be?" Seeing this scene, everyone in the city wall couldn't help being surprised. Leng Xuan said solemnly, "It must be the peculiar smell that suddenly appeared just now."