"Chapter One Hundred and Eighty-One, Turning Point"
War, the brutal side.
Standing on the city wall, Lu Chengfeng carried a shield wrapped in triple bison skin and lined with a half-inch thick bronze plate, watching the fierce battle outside the city. Dense thorns rained down from the sky, making the shield crackle, but not a single hair of his hair.
The barbarian tide outside the city is very scary, but the attacking barbarians do not seem to be twisted into a rope, and the barbarians of different tribes have different small abacus. For example, the bird barbarians overhead, if they had attacked earlier, once the soldiers who operated the ink machine were killed, the losses of the barbarians on the ground would definitely not be so great.
The barbarians and beasts in the east of the city, they didn't use all their strength to attack, they just perfunctorily teased the firepower of the ink machine there. Although a large group of beasts were killed and injured, the barbarians who controlled the beasts did not lose anything, and the three barbarians who were shot to death should have been just an accident.
If it weren't for the sudden activation of the ten ink machines in the north of the city, where would these Gu barbarians have the slightest loss? They just had to wait for the poisonous insects to attack the city, and they didn't need to move a finger at all.
Among the more than 30 barbarian leaders in the south of the city, a few of them danced the most cheerfully, and the more than 20,000 barbarian foot soldiers under their command had been killed and wounded. There were more than a dozen hesitant to move forward and retreat for a while, and their foot soldiers also lost a small half. There were also five barbarian leaders who were obviously the strongest in cultivation and used the most dazzling magic weapons, and the more than 10,000 soldiers behind them rushed forward for half a mile and quickly retreated, without suffering the slightest loss.
The heaviest losses were the more than 10,000 stupid barbarian knights in the north of the city who were charging in an all-out way. The barbarian knights who were wiped out were actually equipped with the sophisticated armor and weapons produced by the Yan Kingdom, and it was they who lost all their manpower, which is very subtle and worth considering.
A large group of soldiers ran up the wall with oil drums, and a large amount of fuel fell down the wall, and then a dozen torches were dropped. A large area of flames burned outside the western city wall, and countless poisonous insects were suddenly drowned in the flames. The poisonous insects were burned and squeaked, and the pungent fishy smell was accompanied by billowing black smoke rising into the sky, and there was also the cracking sound of the poisonous insects' bodies.
More fuel was poured down the walls, and the entire western wall was surrounded by flames. The ground was soaked with oil more than a foot thick, and the large amount of fuel oil ensured that the fire could burn for at least half an hour. With this layer of fire, the poisonous insects in the west of the city are no longer to be feared.
The Gu barbarians who drove the poisonous insects let out a sharp whistle, and the black pressed a large area of poisonous insects immediately turned to the north of the city, frantically swarming towards the ten ink machines. The soldiers who operated the inkmachine let out a scream of panic and despair, and they quickly discarded the slow-moving inkmachine and fled to the north of the city in disarray.
The big bird overhead suddenly let out a sharp whistling, and about half of the bird barbarians controlled the big bird that sat down, and quickly chased in the direction of the Gu barbarians' retreat. The city of Xiaomeng has not yet been conquered, and it seems that the barbarians have begun to divide internally.
Seeing this, Lu Chengfeng made up his mind, this brute tide should be easier to survive than what Zhang Hu said. Although the barbarians who came this time are all elites, but a group of elites with ulterior motives can take Xiaomeng City? Besides, there are Ma Liang outside the city to support them.
There was already chaos outside the city, and under the threat of the ink machine, the barbarian foot soldiers and those beasts slowly retreated. The herd of beasts that charged forward one after another was slaughtered, the poisonous insects that had lost control were burned clean by the fire, and except for the bird barbarians above their heads, who were still shooting thorns on the ground, the other barbarians had retreated to a safe distance.
The sound of gear snapping continued to sound, and dozens of thin arrow holes suddenly opened on the roof of more than 30 ink machines that could still operate. With the sound of a bowstring, nearly a thousand strong crossbows rose into the sky and shot straight into the air at a height of more than 200 zhang.
The unprepared bird barbarians were shot down by the crossbow on the spot more than 300 eagles and eagles, and the bird corpses circled and fell from the sky, and the bird barbarians on the back of the birds let out a terrible and long howl, and fell into a puddle of meat and mud on the spot.
There was a mess outside Xiaomeng City, and the barbarians looked at the city from afar, Ma Liang took this opportunity to gather all the soldiers who could fight, and more than thirty ink machines also converged together, and formed a defensive circle formation two miles east of the city.
The barbarians in the distance looked at Xiaomeng City for a while, and suddenly there was a gray-green flying knife hanging above his head, and the leader of the barbarians who released several feet of sword light slowly walked towards the gate where Lu Chengfeng and them were, under the protection of several beasts.
Thirty feet from the city, the barbarian leader stopped, looked at the crowd and shouted, "Can you be the master?"
Lu Chengfeng came out of the crowd and said in a cold voice, "Lord Guardian of this city is right in front of you!"
The barbarian leader nodded, and he continued to shout loudly: "This is the most powerful tribe in Mengshan, the 'Shanbo Clan' Elders, hoping that you will not go deep into the five hundred miles of Mengshan, that is where our holy land is located and our barbarian tribe means! You have harmed our interests, if you do not agree, the barbarian tide like this will never stop,"
Lu Chengfeng pondered for a moment, and was thinking about calming down first and making plans, when suddenly there was a dense and dull sound of hooves on the only avenue leading to the outside world in the only small Mengcheng.
The ground was trembling, dust was flying in the distance, and after about half an hour, a group of cavalrymen dressed in blue-gray heavy armor and riding huge two-horned beasts sped up. Behind this group of cavalry, a long army, nearly 20,000 men, was rapidly approaching.
At the very front of that group of cavalry was a splendid flying car flying three feet above the ground, driven by three tricolor elks.
A stunningly beautiful woman was anxiously leaning out of the car window, and she was already calling out loudly from a distance.
"Don't be afraid. Mother is here, no one can touch a hair of you!"
Seeing a large number of troops roaring, the face of the barbarian leader changed miserably, and with a whistle, the barbarian army quickly retreated to the mountains and forests, especially those bird barbarians, they ran faster than anyone else, and a large number of feathers fell from the sky with their heads and faces, accompanied by the terrible bird cry, the bird barbarians turned into a dark cloud and went away.
The three elks pulled the flying car and quickly arrived outside Xiaomeng City, circled the city wall for half a circle, and rushed to Ma Liang.
Lu Chengfeng saw Tie Yuewu coming with the iron cavalry of Lujia Collapse Mountain, and couldn't help but widen his eyes, although he was confused, he still led everyone, lit up three thousand well-dressed city guard soldiers, moved away the blocked city wall, and lined up to meet him.
The iron hooves were faint, and the Lu family's Collapsed Mountain Iron Cavalry had already surrounded the Yulin Army's Wild Beast Cavalry under the command of Tie Yue Wu.
The mountain riders, the mounts they sit on seem to be a mixture of oxen and horses, the body of the bull head and horse, the body is strong, the top of the head is two sharp ramming horns, and after wearing heavy blue-gray heavy armor, it feels like a moving hill. The knights of the Iron Cavalry of the Avalanche Mountain are also extraordinarily strong and large, with fully enclosed heavy armor and holding short-handled maces, which are powerful and heavy, and look extremely intimidating.
Ma Liang's face became ugly, he gritted his teeth, looked at the huge pansy badge on the chest of the Collapsed Mountain Iron Rider around him, and squeezed out a cold voice from between his teeth: "Mrs. Rongyang, what is this for? Our Royal Highness the Princess, didn't you reach an agreement with your Lu family?"
The door on the side of the flying car was violently kicked open, and Tie Yue Wu, who was wearing a gorgeous palace skirt dominated by black tones and was proud and beautiful like a demon phoenix, held his head high, and slowly walked out of the carriage with the support of two maids. With blue scales all over her body, Lan Xiazi, who was more than two feet long, spit out a snake letter and followed Tie Yuewu proudly, staring at Ma Liang with deep and vicious eyes.
A scarlet carpet slid out of the carriage like flowing water, stretching all the way in front of Tie Yuewu, all the way to Ma Liang. Tie Yuewu had a cold face, stepped on the soft carpet and slowly walked in front of her, glancing at Ma Liang with an insignificant little afterglow from the corner of her eye: "Ridiculous, what qualifications does Princess Yingchuan have to reach an agreement with our Lu family?"
Ma Liang's voice froze, and he looked at the form in front of him, although he was a little puzzled, he was also a person who could afford to put it down, so he quickly stepped forward and bowed deeply to Tieyue Dance. "What Madame said is very true, this trip has nothing to do with Her Royal Highness the Princess, and I ask Madame to raise your noble hand and let me leave. ”