Perhaps it was because these sin slaves had lost their strength after starving all night, or perhaps because of the war, the smell of food wafting from the direction of the dock fort was no longer so strong, and this wave of attacks seemed fierce and short. The slaves hastily retreated after dropping another layer of corpses.

At this time, the broth in the dock fort had already cooled.

Cui Dalang knelt down on one knee beside Liu Ergou, holding the other party's already cold hand tightly, and tears slipped down silently.

The warriors in the dock have finally died. Although everyone knew that this was inevitable, and when they decided to stay, death was already their sure companion, but when the first case appeared, grief still came up like a tide.

In last night's battle, Liu Ergou was wounded. He is a little unskilled, but today he finally paid the price with his life.

This fragrant breakfast of white flour buns and bone broth, he didn't eat it in his mouth after all.

Wiping the blood from Liu Ergou's face, Cui Dalang stood up and ordered: "Store the remains of Brother Ergou in the cellar first!" When we have repelled the enemy's attack, we will bury him. ”

The cellar is cold and cold, which can preserve the body for a longer period of time.

Because a familiar person left, everyone's mood was very low, and even the big black dog lay on the ground with his mouth on the ground, whimpering lowly.

The slaves of sin in the distance have finally started to eat.

A small bag of grain was poured into a large iron pot, and then someone threw into it something like roots, wild herbs, or leaves, and for a long time the men got some broken bowls out of nowhere, and each of them scooped a bowl, and sat there, drank greedily, and took two sips, and then looked up at the dock in the sun, or they were still savoring the smell of the meal that had come from the castle earlier.

After a short period of calm, Cui Dalang knew that trouble was coming when he looked at the sin slaves outside preparing for a new round of attacks.

The men had found a large number of vines, or were kneading ropes from stripped trees, and the ends of the ropes, which had been completed, about three to four feet long, were tied to stones the size of bowls.

The opponents did not have trebuchets, they did not have feathered arrows, but they were ready to use the slings to strike at the Dock Fort.

It must be said that this is a well-established idea that will cause damage to the fighters in the fort.

"How many shields do we have?" He turned around and asked Yang San, the deputy in charge of supplies beside him.

"Less than forty sides, all of them are made of wood and iron." Yang San also understood the situation outside.

"Take it all out. Also, you have some kind of planks and other things ready to cover your body. Cui Dalang commanded.

Yang San took a few people and hurriedly went down to the bottom of the castle to get these things. Originally, these shields, because the opponent did not have a bow and crossbow or other weapons, they did not use them, unlike the kind of shields with sharp edges that can be directly used as weapons to smash, chop, and sharpen the Tang Army.

But now, this thing will come in handy.

"Brothers, there will definitely be rocks flying in the sky later, everyone be clever and find a good place to hide." Cui Dalang commanded.

"Yes!"

"Brothers of the crossbowmen, it's up to you to kill and wound these guys." Cui Dalang looked at dozens of crossbowmen, "This kind of stone throwing of the opponent can stand at most seventy or eighty steps away, this is your effective range, kill them." ”

"Don't worry!" The crossbowmen responded in unison.

When the top of the dock fort was just arranged, the sound of the trumpet below sounded again, and the slaves who had drunk a bowl of porridge shouted and rushed up again.

"Kill the dock fort, eat meat and drink wine."

Compared to before, this time, these sin slaves seem to have a clearer and easier goal to achieve.

Rows of specially selected tall and long-arm slaves with throwing stones in their hands were mixed in, whining the ropes in their hands.

As these people suddenly raised their arms and let go, the air suddenly darkened, and hundreds of bowl-sized stones with a long tail flew towards the dock fort.

The men stopped, and the running slaves threw the stones in their hands beside them, and threw one, and as soon as they bent down, they picked up another, and waved their arms vigorously, and whined the stones.

"Be careful." Cui Dalang raised the shield wrapped in iron sheet in his hand and placed it horizontally on his head, but he was carrying a spear in his hand, at this time, the horizontal knife was not very convenient, it was not as good as a spear, it could be hidden under the shield, and it was like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, to poke the enemy.

Many of the throwing stones with long tails passed by the people on the top of the fort, some fell into the fort, some deviated from the direction, I don't know where they flew, but more fell on the top of everyone's heads. Cui Dalang only felt a burst of soreness in his arm, and the sound of thumping made him doubt how long the wooden shield in his hand could last.

The sound of feathered arrows rang in my ears, and it was the crossbowmen at the top of the fort firing back.

Looking from under the shield, the stone-throwers seventy or eighty paces away had fallen a dozen or so, but they were immediately replenished.

Without waiting for him to take a closer look, the edge of the dock fort entered, and a hand came up, and tightly picked at the edge of the battlement, and without thinking, he picked up the shield in his hand and smashed it down, although it was only a piece of wood wrapped in iron sheets, but the effect of smashing on his finger was still very significant. The man let go and fell.

Putting the shield on his head again, Cui Dalang poked his head down, and the spear in his hand poked down violently, and a sin slave who was tilting his head and feet and climbing up was stabbed squarely on the door by this gun, and he didn't snort, he let go and fell down in free fall. Falling on top of a pile of corpses, he twitched for a while, and then stopped moving.

The fighting was much fiercer than any before.

I heard a familiar voice in my ears, I heard my companion screaming, and I heard someone falling to the ground next to me.

There were a lot of casualties this time. Those flying stones in the sky, the threat is still too great. A stone the size of a bowl flew over a distance of seventy or eighty paces and fell, and it really fell on a person, even if there was a helmet and half-body plate armor, it was not enough to ensure safety. If he is unlucky, he will hit the head, and Cui Dalang doesn't think there is much chance of survival.

There are more and more slaves of sin who have suddenly appeared, and there are more enemies under the dock as far as the eye can see.

"Dalang, use that thing, right? Otherwise, we're in trouble! Yang San's anxious voice came from beside him.

Cui Dalang hesitated.

The thing Yang San said was the treasure at the bottom of the box in this dock fort, and it was also the most powerful evidence that Youjin Wuwei wanted these retired sergeants to pretend to be regular soldiers, which was a whole box of hundreds of fierce fire bombs.

With the passage of time, the large-scale production of fierce fire oil bombs in Wuyi has begun, and the power is getting higher day by day, but its danger is also increasing day by day, and the most obvious indication is that it is many times more dangerous to store and transport than at the beginning.

But compared to these dangers, his deterrent power on the battlefield also makes the army willing to bear such a price. This time the great retreat, or perhaps precisely because of the difficulty of transportation, a large part of these weapons were allocated to these dock forts.

Anyway, now in the rear, these items can be stably supplied to the large army.

"Take half of it!" After hesitating for a while, Cui Dalang finally made up his mind.

Now is the time when these criminal slaves wield the three-plate axe with the most ferocity, if they can beat their arrogance, then maybe it will be easier. And now because the opponent has suppressed the dock fort with countless flying stones, there are more and more enemies gathering and climbing below.

At this time, the effect should also be the best when you use a fierce fire oil bomb. ，

"Okay!" Yang San excitedly ran down with a few people, going extremely fast, but when he came back, he was cautious. Yang San personally held an iron-clad box, and several soldiers around him were guarding him with shields.

The power of this thing has been seen by most of the people in this dock who have been in the army.

The soldiers who surrounded the Dock fort were given about ten in each direction.

Taking a deep breath, Cui Dalang lit the inconspicuous ceramic bottle in his hand, and seeing that the lead burned to one half, he raised his hand and threw the bottle out, almost at the same time, in each direction, dozens of identical bottles dragged their sparkling tails and fell from the dock fort.

Before it could fully hit the ground, a loud explosion rang out, and countless sparks flew out, flying all over the sky with a screaming of broken porcelain.

These broken porcelain pieces may not have much impact on people who are wearing armor all over their bodies, but for these sin slaves, each broken porcelain piece is enough to knock them into the abyss.

The bunker was on fire.

The slaves screamed and rolled, trying to extinguish the fire from their bodies, but the hellfire, no matter how hard they tried, still burned.

One by one, the burning men ran, only to fall to the ground, and there was no sound, but their bodies were still pumping in the fire.

The fire ignited the bodies of the sinful slaves who had died under the dock fort from yesterday to the present, and the fire grew bigger and bigger, and a strange smell gradually spread.

Thick smoke billowed and drowned the entire Dock Fort in between.

The Liao official in the distance didn't seem to expect that there was such a powerful weapon hidden in this small dock fort, and he wanted to stop the frightened slaves who fled back, but at this moment, those people suddenly forgot the huge difference in their identities, and in the blink of an eye, the tent was trampled over, and the Liao official and his guards were wrapped up by the slaves and had to flee into the distance.

The faces of the people on the dock fort were not good at all, several people covered their mouths and noses, and after a while, they finally couldn't help it, and threw themselves on the wall, wah, wow,