The aroma is very strong, but it is not as vomiting as the inferior incense powder on the faces of those Qinglou women, but it has a taste of life, which is very down-to-earth.

It's fire oil!

The smell was just a touch of the nose, Xun Chen, Zhou Ang and the trial who was supported by the guards on the inner wall immediately lost color, and the chill in their hearts gradually appeared, like the grass under the city, sprouted, and then burned the plain.

It's not that they haven't seen fire oil, the house slaves of the rich gentry in Jizhou sometimes use it to light the fire when they make a fire for cooking, and they also used it when they defended the city, and now there are still a hundred and ten barrels of fire oil on the head of the city to retreat from the enemy.

Such a large-scale siege was even used with Bai Yujing and Lu Yinghong, but it was the first time they had seen it.

The worry in their hearts became more and more intense, and Xun Chen, Zhou Ang, and the trial match firmly locked their eyes on the soldiers defending the city.

The city was filled with smoke and wailing. After the baptism of stone bullets, some of the soldiers were still lying in the corners of the city walls licking their wounds, and some had just come up and washed the fire oil that fell from the sky or splashed under their feet thoroughly.

They were either stunned to see the falling rocks and skins on the city, or they cowered under their shields in horror, or they numbly clenched their steel spears and swords and poked their heads out of the arrows.

They had all been the elite soldiers under Yuan Shao's tent, they had experienced the stone rain during the siege, and they had also seen the fire of Lunu, but they definitely did not expect that one day these old injuries would be concentrated and doubled on their heads again.

Therefore, at this moment, they are no longer the majestic elite division, but just a group of stragglers scattered on the city wall with weapons in hand.

Their formation has started to mess up!

Their hearts are already flustered!

A wave of anger rose from the bottom of his heart, Zhou Ang strode to the city wall, pulled up a soldier who was so frightened that he was hiding in the corner, inserted a sword into the soldier's chest and shouted: "The head has fallen off but the scar is the size of a bowl, what are you panicking about?" If you don't prepare for the battle, do you want to wait for Lao Tzu to kill you now? ”

It will be a gall in the army!

Yan Liang and Wen Chou are not in the city, Zhou Ang is the gut in their hearts!

Zhou Ang shouted angrily, and the soldier fell head-on, blood spilled on the city. Everyone was startled at first, and then as if they had found the backbone of the main heart, they quickly returned to their positions and stood at the mouth of the arrows on the city wall, forming layers of the Great Wall that was high and low, thick and thin.

The high and thick naturally mean that the soldiers in that position are still alive, and the low and thin indicate that someone has been injured or killed in that position, and the soldiers in the back row are making up for it.

Anyway, the city wall, which had no life except for the fluttering banners just now, finally had a layer of armor. The soldiers are the armor of the banner, the armor of the city wall, and the last layer of armor in front of the people in the house.

That's not enough, though!

Zhou Ang looked at the city, and saw that Wang Li and others in front had begun to command the army to prepare for the cloud ladder siege, and the sound of rushing cars rubbing on the ground and the shouts of the soldiers were also heard on the south and north sides of the city.

"Rolling logs!"

"Kerose!"

"Crossbow bolts!"

"Stone Bullet!"

"All the garrison armaments are ready to be raised to the arrow stampe!"

The military order passed down as quickly as a stream, and the huge rolling logs, the wooden barrels filled with fire oil, the bed crossbows with exposed edges, and the piles of stone bullets that had been prepared or prepared with the help of Wang Li's army were piled up behind the arrows, like an army under review.

Zhou Ang's heart that had been hanging for a long time gradually eased and gradually relaxed, Wang Li's Bai Yujing and Green Yinghong were certainly as terrible as his army, but he believed that as long as there was the city wall in front of him and the soldiers and armaments behind him, he would not be afraid of all opponents, even if that person was Wang Deyu who was terrified when the young people in the world heard it!

But why is there still a little uneasiness in his heart when he smells the faint fragrance of oil wafting in the air?

Zhou Ang raised his head and looked at Xun Chen, but saw that Xun Chen was already so angry that his face was red, and he held the judge with one hand and pointed at Zhou Ang's face full of anger: "General Zhou, if you don't immediately remove the oil and rolling wood, do you want us all to be buried in the fire?" ”

It turns out that all this uneasiness is because of this smell in the air!

Looking at the fire oil still flowing under his feet, Zhou Ang suddenly woke up, and his face, which was still full of vigor just now, was instantly like a frosted eggplant.

Zhou Ang's face was full of misery, pointing at the guards and scolding: "What are you doing in a daze, didn't you hear the order of the deputy commander of the military division?" ”

Depend on! At this time, he is the deputy marshal of the military division? Didn't you listen to the orders when the two adults called you just now? The guards bowed their heads and glanced at Zhou Ang, and waved their hands to the soldiers in a hurry, and the city was in chaos again.

Zhou Ang reacted. The soldiers moved. The armament that had just been laid out also moved!

It's a pity that it was all too late!

Wang Li has been in the game for so long, how can he let them go so easily? Zhou Ang is not his son! Xun Chen and the trial are not his brothers-in-law!

"Rocket!"

Seeing the crowds on the city wall, Wang Li sneered, the Zhongxing sword was raised slightly, and the big sword in the hands of the flag bearers fell suddenly, and an order resounded through the army.

All the crossbowmen who were still preparing the ladders and rushing carts quickly put the siege equipment in their hands on the spot, took the sharp arrows from behind them, lit the linen cloth tightly wrapped in arrows and stained with fire oil on the arrows, put them on the strings, and shouted in unison, and the rockets took off from the bowstrings and took off towards the city.

Arrows are like meteors, but rockets are endless meteors.

Yes, it's not a meteor, it's a meteor!

Tens of thousands of soldiers above and below the city all raised their heads to look at the meteors that flew through the sky, and expressions such as triumphant, frightened, shocked, distracted, or powerless were all presented on their faces.

If the white jade jing, green reflection red and even the feather arrows flying down from the city just now were all dark clouds, then this meteor fire is a giant hand that illuminates the sky and lifts the darkness of the sky to throw light on the earth.

The giant hand gently pressed from the sky, and tens of thousands of rockets crackled and fell on the city wall, which was full of fire oil.

"Boom!"