Chapter Seventy-Three: The Fire of Hell on Earth (Part I)

"Block! Block"

Li Tianlong shouted loudly, his voice was already hoarse.

The militiamen on the wall did not use their spears and knives to cut down those who wanted to rush up, and the archers on both sides were constantly harvesting human lives.

A soldier of the Stormwind City State held a shield, and finally showed his head and climbed up, just stretched out his hand to grab it, and climbed in at the top of the wall, only to see a flash of cold light and blood splashed on his face, and then saw that his right hand was gone.

"Ah......h

"I don't want to die, I don't want to die, I won't fight" Suddenly a militiaman threw down the knife in his hand, turned around and ran away with his head in his hands, and the militia next to him immediately shook when he saw it.

Burst......

Before the deserter ran out a few steps, he was cut off by the veteran on the side, and a blood fountain came out of his neck, and when the head was still flying in the air, the headless corpse actually ran forward two steps before falling, and the surrounding militia was sprayed with blood, only to see the old soldier, with a hideous face holding a knife that was still dripping blood, pointing at them and saying: "Resist me, whoever dares to retreat will be the same as him"

The militiamen swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and hurriedly gathered their minds to continue to attack the enemy troops who were still climbing up, but the veterans were not relaxed at all, and more than a dozen deserters had been killed on the wall at this moment, and it was obvious that the militiamen had really resisted to the limit, and there had been several sections of the wall that had been rushed up by the enemy several times. If it weren't for Liu Bushan and Li Tianlong, who played the firefighting pair, with the elite, and repeatedly rushed to kill, I'm afraid the city would have been broken at this time.

"Report, the gold juice has run out!"

A shout came.

Li Tianlong hurriedly looked inside the wall, only to see that more than a dozen cauldrons of boiling gold juice had bottomed out. Without the threat of gold juice, the enemy's offensive is also much stronger, although the lethality of that thing is not large, but the deterrent to the enemy's psychology is still great.

The people in the city panicked when they saw that the gold juice was used up, although this thing was cheap, but Qingfeng Town's reserves were not enough.

Li Tianlong frowned and gritted his teeth, and immediately made a decision and shouted, "The crossbow team starts shooting"

Although the repeater was originally intended to be saved for the end, the situation is now critical, and if it is delayed for a while, it is likely that the city will be destroyed.

Forty veterans heard the order and hurriedly picked up the crossbow hanging from their waists, pointed it at the most threatening position, and began to fire.

The powerful firepower of the crossbow melee was immediately displayed, and the momentum of the enemy troops who were about to rush to the wall was immediately suppressed, and the crossbowmen immediately rushed to the wall and continued to shoot at the enemy below, especially the archers who focused on the enemy.

Pieces of the enemy immediately fell, and the archers immediately began to return fire.

General Zhang, who was outside the wall, frowned when he saw this, looked back at the intelligence officer behind him and asked, "What kind of weapon are they using, and why is it so lethal?" ”

The intelligence officer was so anxious that his sweat was dripping down, and he looked for a long time before he trembled and said, "This ...... Intelligence...... Not...... Not...... Didn't write, it should be a secret weapon......"

General Zhang glanced at him and said in a cold tone: "Waste, what's the use of asking you?" Drag it down and cut it! ”

The two soldiers immediately grabbed the intelligence officer and dragged him down despite his pleas, and soon the intelligence officer's cries for help stopped.

General Zhang glanced at the frightened intelligence officer's deputy, and said lightly: "You are responsible for the next intelligence."

The deputy who was temporarily promoted did not grin, but hurriedly knelt on the ground and responded again and again.

"Mingjin should withdraw his troops, withdraw the whole team, and replace the third and fourth thousandth teams to continue the attack"

"Yes!" The herald replied, hurriedly having the order to retreat sounded, waving the flag representing the retreat.

Oh! Oh! Oh!

Seeing the enemy retreating, the militia on the wall cheered, and seeing the powerful enemy being repulsed by themselves, everyone had a sense of joy for the rest of their lives.

It's just that the veterans and Li Tianlong and the others didn't show any joy at all, they knew that this was just the beginning, and the next wave of attacks would come soon.

After the recruits vented their emotions for a while, the veterans began to scold, hurrying to knock down the ladder that was still hanging on the wall, cleaning up the corpses and transporting the wounded.

The corpses of their own soldiers were carefully carried down, while the corpses of the enemy were dragged down by their legs, not because they didn't want to push the corpses directly outside the wall, but the problem was that the walls of Qingfeng Town were too short, and the hundreds of corpses left by the enemy were likely to become stepping stones for the enemy's attack, and also to remove the arrows and armor inserted in the corpses.

Food and water were also sent to the wall by the people, so that the soldiers could hurry up and replenish their strength, but the militiamen who had just gone through the tragic battle were almost exhausted, and they smelled the blood in the air, and no one had any appetite when they saw the stumps all over the ground, and even many militiamen and civilians vomited.

After statistics, the soldiers of Qingfeng Town in the first battle just now were killed and wounded by more than a hundred people, which means that all the troops in Qingfeng Town are only left with a maximum of four hundred.

"The enemy is coming up again!" Several soldiers, who had been assigned to keep an eye on the enemy, suddenly shouted loudly.

The eyes of all the soldiers focused on the outside of the wall again, only to see that two more teams had opened out of the enemy's camp, and the number should be two thousand people, compared to the militia of Qingfeng Town, who had just started fighting for half a day, these people were full of energy, and their morale was very high after just mobilization.

"Young Master, bring me twenty of your Purple Flame Liquid," Li Tianlong shouted.

Liu Lei hurriedly sent someone to send it up, only to see that Li Tianlong ordered the soldiers to bring the strips of cloth blocked at the mouth of the pottery, and poured all the purple flame liquid inside onto the toppled ladder under the city.

Having just experienced a battle, perhaps calmly or tiredly, the militiamen were still scared, but they were able to look at the approaching enemy head-on.

When it was time to get into range, the defenders of Breeze fired two more volleys and ducked behind the women's wall.

The enemy's infantry rushed up again with ladders, but it was obvious that they had just experience, and the equipment rate was not high, and the hand shield for fear of image action was almost one side of every enemy army.

Waiting for the enemy's ladder to come up again, this time it was nearly forty repeaters that were the first to strike, but because the enemy was equipped with hand shields, the killing effect was not as good as before, but it was enough to reduce the pressure on the defenders.