Repeaters, in fact, are not suitable for defending cities.

Of course, this does not refer to the kind of repeater that can be held in front of a soldier (such as the Zhuge repeater), but to the repeater developed by the Smelting Bureau.

The fundamental difference lies in the penetrating ability of the Wei State's new repeater, which is powerful enough to shoot a general shield and can easily penetrate the human body.

Using this repeater on flat ground, he will show the world's feared killing ability, such as the two appearances in Yaling Gorge and Luocheng, these cold metal bumps, their kill count completely exceeds that of the soldiers of the merchant army who personally carry weapons into battle.

Especially with the kind of thick crossbow arrows as thick as fingers, so that a crossbow arrow **** out, it can often penetrate the body of several enemies in a straight line in a row, and the "kill index" is not inferior to the combination of catapults and oil barrel bullets.

Unfortunately, once these "killing machines on the flat ground" are placed in a high place, such as a city wall, it cannot be said that they lose their power, but it is undeniable that the effect will drop dramatically.

Quite simply, because of the angle, the repeaters placed on the city walls often burrow straight into the ground without making full use of their powerful penetrating power, and they are completely unable to show their proper killing ability.

No way, that's the downside of these penetrating repeaters: they can only show their terrifying killing power when they are on the ground.

It was precisely because of this in mind that Zhao Hongrun's planning tactics did not deploy the 500 repeater crossbows on the city wall, but deployed them on the inside of the west city gate, and lured the slave soldiers who had been cut off from their way back to the city gate by opening the west city gate.

Compared with the extremely wide western city wall, how big is the city gate hole? It's only five or six feet full.

In such a narrow passage, it was the best terrain in which the new Wei repeaters could show their most terrifying side.

Those merchant soldiers in charge of the repeater didn't even have to aim at all, as long as the direction of the repeater was roughly aimed at the city gate, they could easily harvest the lives of the slave soldiers who were sent to the door on the opposite side.

Of course, they didn't do that, and Yi Jiao, the 2,000-strong general of the merchant army who was in charge of commanding the merchant army, "kindly" waited for those slave soldiers to run out of the city gate cave before ordering his soldiers to launch an offensive with repeater crossbows.

If there is any word to describe the almost one-sided slaughter at that time, I am afraid that "devastating" would be a good adjective.

Because of the soldiers and soldiers of the merchant and water under the city, they can see it clearly, under the **** of five hundred repeating crossbows, the tens of thousands of slave soldiers are like rice in the field that has been blown down by a hurricane, falling to the ground one by one.

What's even more penetrating is that the slave soldiers who rushed in front fell to the ground, and the subsequent slave soldiers rushed over again, so that the sergeants and soldiers of the merchant and navy repeatedly saw the enemy rushing over, falling to the ground, rushing up, and falling to the ground, and their stomachs were churning.

Especially those Shangshui soldiers who were responsible for dragging the corpses afterwards, as soon as they reached the city gate, they were already holding on to the city wall and vomiting, even those veterans who looked relatively calm, had a disgusting look on their faces.

"Hey, new pawn, are you alright?"

"It's okay, don't worry about me, I'm just ...... ...... vomit"

Looking at the recruits who were holding on to the city wall and vomiting, some of the veterans shook their heads, forcibly endured the churning in their hearts, carefully looking for a foothold from the flesh and blood everywhere, and prepared to drag these corpses to the open space in the city to bury them, so as not to breed epidemics.

"It's miserable......

A veteran came up to a corpse drenched in blood and sighed silently.

In his eyes, the owner of this corpse was really unlucky, the skull was shattered, the red and white flowed to the ground, and the small arm and right foot of his right hand were missing, and the whole body was like a sieve, and blood was still trickling out.

If you guessed correctly, this unlucky man must have been hit by multiple repeating crossbow arrows, so that he didn't even leave a whole corpse behind.

Holding back the nausea in his stomach, the veteran of the merchant army did not dare to inhale heavily, and dragged the corpse to the city for burial.

Because the air here, especially under the city gate, the smell of blood is extremely pungent, so strong that it is almost suffocating.

It is no wonder, after all, inside and outside this city gate, more than 20,000 slave soldiers died in a very short period of time, and a passage half a person high was piled up.

"I hope that our army's baggage cart will still have uneaten grain bags......"

From the side, an old soldier muttered quietly.

Hearing this, a recruit who had finally mustered up his spirits asked curiously, "Why did you suddenly say this?" ”

I saw that the veteran glanced at him and said lightly: "Can you still swallow mutton?" ”

The recruit looked at the veteran suspiciously, as if to say, "What's wrong?" The mutton of the people of the Qiang people is very delicious.

Suddenly, he was stunned, looked down at the bloody corpse that was being dragged in understanding, and suddenly couldn't help the churning in his abdomen, and vomited all the things he had eaten in the morning.

Yes, after witnessing the sacrifice under the **** of the crossbow, I believe that for a long time, I will avoid meat.

"Don't procrastinate, hurry up and get to work!"

Two thousand people shouted Yi Jia in the rear.

The soldiers of Shangshui who were responsible for carrying the corpses sighed, and in the sympathetic eyes of those Tongze who were in charge of the crossbow in the distance, they dragged this side to the corner of the city wall and buried it in the newly dug pit.

"You say, why do these slave soldiers rush into the horns, knowing that there is only one way to die?"

One of the younger-looking recruits couldn't help but ask.

Not far away, a middle-aged veteran with a bearded face said coldly when he heard this: "(Chu Chinese) Because they rush up, they will die, but their relatives will live; But if they don't rush, they will die, and their relatives will also die. ”

Hearing the veteran state this sentence in the dialect of his homeland, the nearby veterans couldn't help but fall silent, because the familiar language of their homeland inevitably reminded them of who they used to be.

The soldiers of the Chu State, how could it not be like this? Is there any difference with these Horn Slave soldiers?

During the period when the merchant soldiers in the city were carrying the corpses of the enemy for burial, as Wu Ji guessed, outside the city, the Qianjiao slave soldiers who were blocked by the sea of fire still had no intention of giving up the attack.

Or more precisely, not daring to give up the offensive.

However, unlike fires caused by other factors such as firewood, the core temperature of oil combustion is as high as a point that humans cannot cross, not 100 or 200 degrees, but a full 1,600 degrees.

What is this concept?

This means that when a slave soldier desperately tries to rush through the flames, trying to step on the flames, before he can step on the burning black oil, his feet have already turned to charcoal, and his whole body has already been burned to death by the hot air in his face.

It's just that fast.

This is what many slave soldiers have proved with their own lives: people cannot pass through this sea of fire that is burning and black smoke billowing from it.

As a result, the slave soldiers retreated slightly, to a distance where the heat was not enough to burn them to death.

But these slaves, who had already been domesticated by the Horn people, did not have the courage to run away at all, but just waited blankly, waiting for the orders of the Horn people.

However, even so, it drew a scolding from some of the Horn Overseers.

"Why did you stop?! Yes? Why stop?! ”

I saw a Horned Cavalry who played the role of a warlord come to this side on horseback, and indiscriminately whipped the slave soldiers around him with his horsewhip.

Within a radius of ten zhang, he was the only one of the Horned Cavalry, and the others were all slave soldiers enslaved by their Horned Tribe.

However, none of the slave soldiers, who had an absolute advantage in numbers, dared to resist, but subconsciously hugged their heads with a look of horror.

It is not difficult to guess that if they had the courage to resist, how could so many slave soldiers here not be able to kill that one of the Horned Cavalry?

It's just a pity that they don't dare.

Fire ...... That fire ...... Can't get by...... Just died in vain......"

Presumably after being whipped several times by the Horned Overseer, one of the slave soldiers told the former in a broken Horn language why they had stopped.

"Can't get by?" A look of suspicion flashed in the Horn Overseer's eyes.

It is no wonder that, after all, the understanding of the temperature of fire by people in the world is still at the level of firewood, animal fat, and vegetable oil, and the core temperature of these three burning is only about 500 degrees.

Obviously, the Horned Overseer in front of him would not care whether the slaves would be killed or injured in the sea of fire, after all, what he had to do was to order these slave soldiers to attack, attack, attack, and consume the physical strength of the Wei army in the city little by little, so that the latter's blades and arrows would be exhausted.

"You, you, you, the past!" Pointing the reins of his horse at random at a few slave soldiers, the Hornhorn Overseer gives a brutal order.

Probably because someone had already tried, one of the slave soldiers hesitated.

Seeing this, the Horned tribe showed a little anger on his face, and immediately drew his sword and cut off the head of the slave soldier, and then scolded the slave soldiers: "Go! ”

“……”

The unfortunate slave soldiers were forced to grit their teeth and rush towards the sea of fire.

It's a pity that even though they endured the increasingly scorching heat and barely rushed into the fire, before their feet could step on the fire, their whole body burned with a loud bang, and then turned into a charred corpse and fell weakly into the fire.

And no wonder, after all, the temperature at which oil burns is too high enough to "ignite" humanity.

Seeing this with his own eyes, the Horned Overseer frowned, and only then did he dispel the idea of sending the slave soldiers to their deaths.

It didn't take long for the news to reach the ears of the patriarch of the Karma tribe, Bitatu, who was in the rear formation.

"It seems that those people did not deceive, and the Wei people can indeed use a kind of black water to attract heavenly fire as a weapon......

Bitatu didn't feel sorry for the lost slave soldiers, but just thought about the way to defeat the Wei army in his heart. (To be continued.) )