The Tartar leader stared at the sudden appearance of the crater in front of him with angry eyes, and his teeth creaked. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

To attack or to retreat was a pressing decision before him.

Eventually, the Tartar leader spat on the ground and shouted, "Brothers! Keep going! ”

The cavalrymen were stunned for a moment when they heard this order, you look at me, I look at you, and the hooves of the horses under their feet hesitated slightly.

"Why didn't you hear Lao Tzu's order? Give Lao Tzu to rush forward! With a wave of his whip, the Tartar leader leaped to his feet with a neighing horse, and crossed the pit to the bottom of the wall.

Seeing this, the other Tartars who were eager to make meritorious contributions did the same and fell to the opposite side of the city wall.

At this angle, the crossbow can't be shot. The towering walls of the city are the best protective barriers.

"Ugh! Yikes! Once again, the crossbow was aimed at the Tartar soldiers.

This time, without waiting for the Tartar leader to roar, more and more cavalry ran under the city walls at the risk of being shot.

There was also a ladder that ran and threw it forward.

After receiving the ladder, the Tartars under the city wall immediately erected it, and after about 100 Tartars gathered under the city wall, these Tartars, who were strong and strong, began to climb the ladder and climb up the city wall.

They were clad in iron armor, wore stiff helmets, and were wrapped in a thick tarpaulin to defend themselves against boulders and hot oil.

"Ten ladders have been erected under the city walls!" Xue Yongyi walked to the gate of the city tower and looked at the situation outside.

"Don't worry. Everything was expected. He Bo really couldn't see her like a great enemy, so he hurriedly reassured.

"Is there a way?" Xue Yongyi couldn't help but look puzzled.

"I have been fighting against the Tartars for many years, if we only have this catty two, I don't know how many times we have died." He Bo looked at the masked man on the city wall, his posture was like a pine, and his fortitude was as strong as a rock, and he couldn't help but recall those difficult and bloody years in the past.

Xue Yongyi pursed her lips and stopped talking.

What she sees and hears today is beyond what she can describe.

She knows very little about battles and struggles, and in the original outline plot setting, she also mentioned this part.

However, Lan Zhou is obviously a person who has studied this very well, otherwise he would not have built this castle tower that integrates attack and defense in just five years, and made these levels and weapons with his own strength.

Xue Yongyi was suddenly a little curious, before Lan Zhou entered this novel, whether he was in the same era, how old he was, what career he was, or what major he studied.

But now is clearly not the best time to ask about this.

She could only put aside the doubts in her heart for the time being, and closely watched every move in the field.

At this moment, the king of Yong'an on the city wall spoke, "Attack. His voice was low and steady, as if he were telling a very ordinary thing.

"Yes." The guards replied in unison.

The platoon of archers suddenly retreated, revealing the soldiers behind them.

He wears cowhide gloves in his hand, holds a blazing torch in his right hand, and holds an iron tong in his left hand, and the iron bucket contains pitch-black resin oil.

The soldiers poured resin oil down the ladder and then threw their torches at the ladder.

The torch stained with resin oil immediately crackled and burned, emitting thick black smoke.

The black smoke immediately choked the Tartar soldiers on the ladder, forcing them to cover their mouths and noses with their hands, and by the time they reacted to extinguish the fire, the top of the ladder had been burned clean, and the fire continued to spread downward, and it was about to burn to the soldiers.

Although they were wrapped in oilcloth and were not afraid of fire, the length of the ladder could not reach the city wall.

Seeing this, the Tartar soldiers crawled down unwillingly.

He Bo ran to the city wall and glanced at it, then retreated to the city tower, looked at Xue Yongyi, and said proudly: "Little girl, have you seen it?" Our big soldiers, it's amazing! ”

Xue Yongyi had a smile on her face, "Today is an eye-opener. ”

He Bo smiled, extremely satisfied with her answer.

Below the walls, the attack was thwarted again, and the Tartar leader looked a little anxious.

He raised his head and waved his knife at the masked man on the city wall, "Da Yi Turtle, you have the ability to come down and fight directly opposite Lao Tzu!" This kind of carving insect trick is just a delay in time! One day, Grandpa will kill you and leave you alone! ”

"Yo! Losing his mind so quickly. This year's leader can't do it! He Bo watched the Tartar leader like a shrew scolding the street as if he were enjoying a monkey show.

The crickets also watched with relish.

The more angry the Tartar leaders became, the happier they became.

Thinking about the time when they killed the ground like a frightened bird before, I felt that today was a big breath of evil.

On the city wall, the masked man stood like a green pine, standing between heaven and earth, not reacting to the words of the Tartar leader.

"Crickets. It's time to put your archery skills to the test. On the soft couch in the city tower, Lan Zhou suddenly spoke out and said in a low but firm voice.

When the cricket heard this, his eyes immediately lit up.

Almost immediately, he understood the meaning of Lan Zhou's words.

He removed the bow and arrows from his back, placed them in front of him, pulled the string to the fullest, mounted the bow, and aimed it through the hole in the wall, aiming at the tartar leader.

"A dog's mother!" The leader of the Tartars swung his sword in a rage and slashed at the wall.

"Whoosh!" With a hunting sound, an arrow shot out of the black hole of the castle tower, which was only the size of a bowl, and headed straight for the leader of the Tartars.

"Boss ......!" The Tartar soldier who had recently discovered the arrow hurriedly reminded him, but before the word "heart" could be spoken, the arrow had already sunk into the throat of the Tartar leader, passed through his neck, and nailed to the helmet of another Tartar soldier behind him.

The change happened in an instant.

Whether above or below the city walls, everyone watched this scene in a daze.

The cricket cheered like a child, ran to Lan Zhou's side excitedly, and shouted happily: "Brother Lan Zhou! I shot! Shot! ”

Then he ran to Xue Yongyi, his face flushed with excitement, "Doctor Xue, I did it!" Seal your throat with an arrow! I shot the leader of the Tartars! ”

"Yo! Such a small achievement, is it worth your babbling? I thought it was a manufacturable material, but I couldn't hold my breath like this. He Bo poured cold water on the side.

The cricket came back from the excitement and couldn't help himself, and smiled embarrassedly at He Bo, "It's a little one who got carried away." ”

"Tell you! You are far worse than Brother Zhilan and the prince back then! He Bo looked at the crickets sharply, "In the first year of the prince's arrival in Northern Xinjiang, he once led a team of cavalry out of Shanlai Pass to confront the Tartars head-on, and beheaded the leaders of the Tartars at that time!" Not to mention Brother Lan, who was younger than you at the time, the recruit assessment, with his bare hands, wiped out a team of fifty Tartar patrols! (To be continued.) )