Chapter 668: Processed Clay Pots

The other courtyard was taken over by the people of the Tiger Army, and Gao Daren and the others still lived in the rented courtyard, but this time, they didn't care about finding out the news in the border city, and they all paid attention to the movements outside the city. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

Just today, the border city launched another attack.

Just when Ning Guocheng led the army to meet Kurban, Zhou Tingyu also came to the other courtyard with the Tiger Ben army.

Groups of tiger ben troops came to the spruce forest through secret passages.

In the spruce forest, several sergeants untied the planks they were carrying and began to bind them.

Soon, a simple catapult took shape.

Horses could not be brought in in in the secret passage, including Zhou Tingyu, and the three thousand sergeants were all on foot.

Circling through the spruce forest, thousands of people came quietly and silently to the right side of the Turkic tent with the catapult like ghosts.

Everyone stopped and looked at Zhou Tingyu.

Before coming, Zhou Tingyu had already told everyone about this battle, and each of them carried bows and arrows on their backs and brought big knives.

"Let's wait here first, and then wait for Qingyun and Qingfan to find out the situation."

Zhou Tingyu was very cautious this time, and he would never allow the same mistake to be made a second time.

Qingyun and Qingfan bent slightly to Zhou Tingyu, and after a jump, they disappeared.

It was about a quarter of an hour before the two returned.

"Your Highness, Kurban's handsome banner is still there, and he didn't play this time.

In addition, we have just found out where the grain is stored, and there are still about 30% of the grain that has been manipulated.

I look at those soldiers, their footsteps are heavy and slow, they should be drugged. ”

Qingfan said truthfully.

Zhou Tingyu suppressed the joy in his heart and asked, "How many Turks are left over there?"

"There are about forty or fifty thousand people."

"In this way, this time the Turks claim to be 100,000 troops, and even if they don't have this number, there are about 80,000."

Zhou Tingyu looked at the three boxes under his feet, and a hideous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "What I'm afraid of is that you have fewer people, and more people are better." ”

"Brothers, let's go kill the beasts!"

Zhou Tingyu let out a low snort, turned around and took the lead to continue walking.

Before he was about to leave the spruce forest, Zhou Tingyu waved his hand, and everyone took out two handkerchiefs from their arms and tied them to their faces.

Zhou Tingyu asked the large army to wait in the spruce forest, and he continued to walk forward with a few people, stopping in front of a gentle slope.

This place is already very close to the Turkic camp tent, and the slightest mistake will be discovered, so Zhou Tingyu did not delay, took out the clairvoyant to look at the Turkic camp tent, and guided the placement of the catapult with his mouth.

The catapult was quickly completed, and Zhou Tingyu personally took out a clay pot from the box, which was different from what Zhou Tingyu tested the day before yesterday.

Even when Zhou Tingyu was holding this clay pot, his eyes were full of awe.

Originally, the clay pot was very terrible, but now it has been "processed" by Bo Mu, according to Bo Mu himself, he came to the border city at the request of Shu Yanhua to help Zhou Tingyu kill the enemy, but after coming to the border city, it was useless - this person did not count his hands and feet on the grain at all.

According to him, that is, he is a drug poison master, and of course he has to use poison to kill the enemy, and he doesn't use any poison, isn't this useless?

He felt that even the leader had put so much effort into protecting his homeland, and he had come all the way to make no achievements, wouldn't it seem useless if he had made no achievements?

Yesterday, I learned that Zhou Tingyu took Ning Guogong and Gao Daren and others to the other courtyard to watch the secret passage, and knew that Zhou Tingyu was going to raid the Turks again today, so Bo Mu volunteered that he could help.

These clay pots are his masterpieces.

After being processed by him, he said very modestly that such a magic weapon, as long as it hits the ground and explodes, the small jade bottle and small sand bag on the tank can play a role, and thousands of people will die.

He also told Zhou Tingyu very seriously that those clay pots don't necessarily have to be aimed at people, as long as they can explode in the Turkic tent, they will definitely die.

He also asked Zhou Tingyu not to let all the clay pots explode in one place, one place at a time, so that those small jade bottles and small sand bags could be of the greatest use.

In the end, he also solemnly told Zhou Tingyu that after the clay pot exploded, he must wait for more than half an hour before he can rush to kill.

At that time, the corners of Zhou Tingyu's mouth twitched, he was sweating profusely, and when he saw those cans tied with small jade bottles, his goosebumps rose, and his face turned green.

So many small jade bottles, how many kinds of poisons, if you are not careful, you don't poison the Turks, and your own people will be hit first......

Zhou Tingyu's scalp was numb, and he wanted to take down the bottles and cans on the can, but in the end he didn't do it - he was afraid that when he accidentally removed it, he would break it......

Fortunately, Bo Mu prepared an antidote pill for the soldiers who came to raid today, although it can't cure all the poisons, but at least he can hold on to his life enough to go to the border city to let Bo Mu solve it.

This is also the reason why there are so few people participating in the raid today, all because when Bo Mu came to the border city, he brought 3,000 antidote pills, which he brought for fear of accidental injury.

Zhou Tingyu still had a handkerchief wrapped in his hand, carefully picked up the clay pot, gently put it on the catapult, and exhaled, then waved his hand, let Qingfan take out the fire fold, and signaled the tiger army to prepare.

As soon as the fuse was ignited, the tiger army immediately threw the clay pot out, and after throwing it out, he didn't look at it, and turned the trebuchet in another direction, and Zhou Tingyu also put another clay pot on it.

"Boom—"

"Boom—"

"Boom—"

"Boom—"

"Boom—"

Five thunderous noises in a row made the Turkic camp full of wails, and even someone could be heard crying and shouting that this was the punishment from the Immortal Heaven.

These five deafening sounds were heard even on the side of the border city.

Ning Guogong stood on the city wall, and after hearing this sound, he looked up to the sky and laughed, drew his long sword, and pointed at the battlefield that was stalemate.

"Sons, this is the gods punishing these beasts, their camp has been struck by the thunder of the sky, killed! Leave none of these scum on the battlefield! ”

"Kill!"

The movement on the side of the Turkic camp was very loud, everyone saw the five rising mushroom clouds, the border city side was excited, but the Turks were flustered, and they didn't know what was going on in their camp at all.

The Turks wanted to come back to help, but the fighting spirit had gradually disappeared, and what was even more terrifying was that they found that the hunger in their bodies had returned.

These days, the Turks are almost tormented by this hunger, and once they are hungry and do not eat, they will be weak and weak, and they can only stop this hunger by replenishing food as soon as possible.