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"No! these must be the ignition oil of the Samoa people" When the king of the left guard saw the overwhelming rockets falling from the sky, he couldn't help but chuckle in his heart, and shouted with a pale face, "Everyone give up the outer wall of the castle at once!

But it was too late, countless falling rockets ignited the city wall sprinkled with crude oil in advance, and the flames more than one meter high swept up on the city wall, and with the help of the night wind, they poured into the city wall, forming a fire dragon hundreds of meters long on the city wall, turning the entire Vizan Castle into a sea of fire,

The Kugits screamed in the fire and ran around like headless flies, and countless Kugit jumped from the walls of the city to escape the imminent fire, making the muffled thud of broken sacks falling to the ground and the wails of the wounded.

For a moment, the screams of the burning fire, the whirring of the flames, the wails of the wounded, even the Samorians who surrounded the city looked embarrassed, and the entire castle of Vizan was like a flaming hell in the legend

The fire completely destroyed the Kujit defenses, and the Kugit finally knew why the Samoorians outside the castle were attacking the city in the bright moonlight, and they had no intention of attacking it at all, and the clear walls of Vizan became an excellent target for the Samorian stone throwers outside the city

Hundreds of Samori phalanxes, 20,000 pairs of eyes calmly watched the Kugit struggling in the castle of Vizan, and watched the still high morale of the enemy turn to char in the blazing fire

"It's over, it's all over! My 10,000 elites!" the left guard king wolf bèi leaned against the corner of the city road, the hair on his body was curled by the scorching heat, and his eyes were dull and looked at the fire reflecting the red sky, "O all-pervasive grassland god, are you just watching thousands of grassland warriors die in the sea of fire?"

"Your Highness can't do it, the fire is too big, we can't extinguish it at all, if we don't withdraw now, it will soon burn to us" The guards around him shouted loudly, constantly beating the flames in close proximity with their shields and weapons, "Now we can only survive by protecting His Highness by jumping off the city wall!"

"If you dare to retreat and jump over the wall, kill them immediately!" the king of the left guard waved his hand to stop the guard's words, stood up with a hideous face, brandished his sapphire scimitar and shouted, "We are the warriors of the steppe, even if we are burned to death by fire and shot by arrows, we must not fall into the hands of cowardly Wikibians!"

In fact, the king of the left guard himself also wanted to jump the city wall, but although the city wall of Vizan is not very high, there are about ten meters, and people will definitely be injured if they jump, he knows that the hatred he has with the Vikyans is too deep, and he has killed 8,000 Vikian prisoners on the Lisa River beach alone, and the ten-sided war drums of his own army are sewn with the skins of hundreds of Vikian nobles, what will happen if he falls into the hands of the Vikyans, and the king of the Left Guard, who has always been ruthless, does not dare to think

"The commander of the legion has an order, if the Kugit people break through and the whole army is surrounded on all sides, they must capture the king of Kugit Zuowei alive!" "Standing outside the city and waiting all night, Croresat finally received the order of the herald, for the fat man's plan to burn Vizan, and the five-body body that Croissat, who had been stumbling with the Vizan city wall for three days, admired the five-body throw, "It turns out that the siege can still be attacked like this!"

Seeing the drawbridge of Vizan Castle slowly lowered, Crowissat, who couldn't hold back her excitement, pulled out her war knife and shouted, "The whole army advances, capture the king of Kugit Zuowei alive!" Holding a siege shield, he rushed to the city gate with 6,000 heavy infantry behind him for a while, and the resounding of capturing the king of the left guard alive outside the castle resounded in the sky

Hundreds of wolf-bled Kugit cavalry rushed out of the castle gate, and when they crossed the narrow three-meter suspension bridge, more than a dozen war horses were squeezed into the river because it was too crowded, and a red wolf-headed battle flag rushed to the front, like a sharp sword into the Satsuma army array that was surging outside the city

The spears broke, the horses neighed, blood spurted out of the armor, no one could tell how many enemies there were in the night, countless spears gathered from all sides, hundreds of light cavalry were like streams rushing into the sea, and the sharp Kugit scimitars could not cut through the shield array surrounded by the Samoor, and the Kugit cavalry, which was already small, was overwhelmed by the follow-up Satroma infantry after a breakthrough

The king of the left guard was wielding a scimitar, the fine chain mail on his body was scattered because of the dodge of the spear, and a large blood stain was exposed on his shoulder, the war horse had already fallen in the impact, and waves of Satsuma people came like a tide, and almost all the guards around him were killed, if it were not for the Satsuma people asking to be captured alive, the king of the left guard would have been stabbed to death by random guns

"Come, keep coming, if you want to capture me alive in exchange for a bounty!, you will have to pay the price!" "The king of the left guard screamed hysterically, the scimitar in his hand, drew an arc and split the head of a samorous spearman in half, and at the feet of the king of the left guard lay a dozen corpses of the satima people, he stood on the pile of corpses with a bloody face, and looked at the cold and shining bayonets of the satorian people around him without fear, "You cowards of Vecchia! you also want to restrain the eagle of the steppe! If you want to capture me alive, it's a fool's dream!"

"Do you remember me?" a general with a scarred face walked out, pointing his long sword at the arrogant King of the Left, who was none other than Caesar Sauron, "On the banks of the Lisa, you killed eight thousand of us, and now it's time to pay you the blood debt!"

"Lisa River Beach!" "Lisa River Beach!" Zuo Wei Wang's eyebrows jumped, he had killed too many people at that time, and he remembered these kittens and shrimps, but the scarred face in front of him reminded him of a memory, and the corners of his mouth grinned with a sneer, "Hehe, it turned out to be you, a fish that slipped through the net!, I didn't expect that Caesar Enkutai, one of the three major knights of Vecchia, also mixed into the Samoel army, which was dominated by farmers, and let you jump into the river last time to escape, this time it just happened to let you and your three thousand subordinates get together together!"

"You go to die!" Caesar Solon was enraged by the words in the mouth of the Left Guard King, and the long war knife in his hand was divided into several lightning bolts, and the scimitar of the Left Guard King of Kugit was strangled together, the cold light burst out, making a crisp sound of impact, and the two figures were like lightning in the dark night, the Left Guard King was one of the most courageous sword masters in Kugit, at this time, with a short scimitar and Caesar Sauron, the surrounding Samori soldiers automatically pushed three meters away, and wrapped the two in a circle

"Arc Killing Technique!" "The grappling Left Guard King felt that his injured shoulder was getting numb and numb, and suddenly he screamed, and the scimitar in his hand suddenly paused in the air, and circled around Caesar Sauron's war knife like a juggling, and the knife surface brought out an arc flash, "snapping" a knife on Caesar Zoro's war knife handle, and the powerful blow almost didn't knock Caesar Zoro's war knife out of his hand, scaring Caesar Sauron into a cold sweat,

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