Lu Jin's prestige among the Guangling military and civilians was completely reflected at this time. Although the two sides were fighting fiercely, with his shout, the defenders immediately stopped, and then quickly retreated, and almost no one hesitated.

And the Mongolian people, who were entangled with them and failed to take advantage of anything, were also stunned, and did not understand why the other party reacted like this. And at this moment, Lu Zhen spoke again: "Splash!" ”

Under the spring thunder, the people who had been hiding behind the defenders suddenly appeared, and in their hands, all of them were holding wooden barrels, and green smoke was constantly rising from them, which were all kinds of oil that had just been boiled.

Raising his hand and waving his arm, from the bottom to the top, the oil with a pungent smell and even sizzling sound splashed like a torrent towards the Mongolian people in front of him.

"Ah......h The hot oil and water falling on the skin are more damaging than stabbing with a sword, and they can fester. A few people who were really unlucky were even splashed in the eyes by oil and water, screaming more and more violently, and they fell directly from the city when they retreated.

And this was just the beginning, and someone grabbed it and spilled the boiling oil again. The black-and-yellow liquid quickly dispersed in the air, falling towards all enemies like a goddess scattering flowers.

The Mongolian people were stunned by this sudden measure, and their hearts were even tighter. Of course, they are not afraid of swords, and they are not too afraid of dying in battle. However, in the face of such unconventional attack methods, there is still fear.

Seeing that the defenders pounced with buckets again, finally someone couldn't support it, let out an exclamation, turned around and jumped down the city, not caring if they would fall to their deaths. And once the first one turns around and escapes, the second will follow, and the third will eventually spread to the whole team, and there will be a terrible chain of collapses.

Only two or three rounds of oil and water were splashed, and the Mongolian people who had just grabbed the city were repulsed, which greatly boosted the morale of the defenders.

Then, without Lu Jin's order, pieces of stone and wood flew down from top to bottom with boiling oil to the Mongolian army under the city. Lu Jin's eyes looked at the scene in front of him deeply, and then he ordered: "Quick, prepare the rocket, ignite and shoot down!" "He wants to teach his enemies a deep and painful lesson!

In the sound of success, all the soldiers had quickly put the arrows tied with strips of oil-soaked cloth that they had prepared in advance on the bowstring, and after lighting the fire, they shot directly at the Mongolian people who were already in a mess below.

"Boom Boom ......" feathered arrows with fire drew a bright line of fire in the air. After falling on the enemy's body, it quickly ignited the oil on their bodies.

If the boiling oil and water just now only hurt people and gave people a mental blow, then this time the rocket shooting is the real killer move.

The Mongolian people who were drenched in oil were still struggling and screaming, and the rocket brushed his body and set his body on fire. The fear of being lit by the fire, and the burning pain felt in the body, drove everyone into complete madness.

In the screams, they scurried in all directions, like huge fireballs, constantly crashing into their companions, and even those who were not hit by rockets were ignited with fuel on their bodies, and then a new fireball scurried and screamed in the crowd.

Such a scene was that the Ming army and the people standing at the head of the city were a little pale and frightened. Because these people died so miserably, some of them were burned so much that they couldn't move, and they fell directly to the ground and convulsed continuously. Eventually, it turned black, and the fire was finally slowly extinguished, but the person was no longer the same.

This kind of death is much more tragic and painful than being killed by a knife or gun, and it puts more psychological pressure on the viewer. Many people vomited when they saw this, and even Lu Zhen only felt a surge in his abdomen, almost vomiting nauseously.

But he still endured it with perseverance, and then continued to order with a cold face: "Pour oil on the city and continue to release rockets!" ”

"Splash-" This time, the oil and water did not need to be splashed as hard as before, but directly picked up the wooden barrels and poured them towards the enemies under the city, and then the rockets followed, turning the north of Guangling City into a sea of flames.

Hundreds of Mongolian warriors who went to Guangling City with all their might, and even killed the city, struggled and screamed in a sea of fire, and finally turned into charred corpses one by one...... When this tragic scene was presented in front of them, everyone in the Mongolian camp was stunned, and they even felt that all this was not real, but just a nightmare of their own.

However, at this moment, all of them were just watching from afar, and none of them dared to step forward easily. Even those who were supposed to go forward for reinforcements also shrank back at this time, for fear that their own people who were too close to the front and were burned would be dragged to the funeral.

Suddenly, the people of the city were silent, but they watched with fear as their companions at the base of the city wall fell to the ground one by one after the rampage, and finally burned alive in front of them. These Mongolian people, who have always been known for their bravery, felt a chill in their hearts at this moment, and only then did they really have a little fear of Daming, knowing that these border cities of Daming were indeed not so easy to fight. At least, it's not something that these small and medium-sized tribes can pull out a team of people to invade at will.

Yutai, who was full of reluctance and anger, stared at everything in front of him, his face turned blue and white, and his body trembled slightly. He was tempted to order someone to attack him again in a fit of rage, but in the end reason suppressed his anger. He knew very well that after this battle, their damage had been great, even if the Ming army defending the city had reached the end of the crossbow, but the Mongolian people no longer had the courage to fight again.

What's more, the people who died in battle now are the young and strong combat strength of his Tho troops, which is where their confidence lies in ensuring their own safety. In two days, almost three or four hundred people died under the city, and Yutai was trembling when he thought about it.

"Yutai, the fire knot died in battle, so many clansmen ...... This Guangling really can't gnaw down. The elders of the clan stared at him with a solemn expression: "Although the eagle can fly over the mountains, it must also learn to fly low. ”

When many people heard this, they also showed their agreement, and looked at Yutai expectantly, obviously hoping that he could stop the army, otherwise more people would die, and this Guangling might not be able to get it.

Yutai's face was distorted, and although his heart was shaken, he still had some concerns. This attack on Guangling was mostly advocated by his own patriarch, and now that so many people have died, the result is that he can't even break the city, and once he goes back, his position is not so stable.

After groaning, Yutai finally had an idea: "Let's stop the war for the time being, and it's not too late to fight when I come up with a way to break the city." We have paid so much price for this Guangling, we must take it down! ”

Everyone looked at each other, but in the end they could only take their orders, after all, the other party is still the patriarch, and things are not so bad that everyone wants to replace them, although many people are really not sure to continue this offensive and defensive battle.

After saying this, Yutai came to the tent with a gloomy face, and immediately, his cronies quickly rushed to call He Wukui, who had been mixed in the crowd, in.

Seeing Yutai, who looked gloomy like he might break out at any time, He Wukui was trembling, and he didn't even dare to take a few breaths with his head down. After being stared at by the other party for a long time, he heard him say coldly: "Before, you kept telling me to send troops to the Tho Army. Okay now, we've sent out our troops, but we're being blocked here by your Han defenders, are you just watching? ”

"I ......," He Wukui wanted to say that I asked you to attack Guangling at that time, but a few months ago, how could the time change be mixed up? But he didn't have the courage to refute it like this, so he had to smile and say: "I didn't expect this Guangling army and people to be so tenacious......

"Didn't you say that there is your inner duty in the city?" Yutai glanced at the other party: "Now is the time to use him, you hurry up and think about letting him open the city gate, so that you can count it as your work." ”

Hearing this request, He Wukui was dumbfounded. Yes, he had proposed it before, but it was a few months ago. At that time, the Guangling garrison was unstable because of Xiao Mo's death, and he had his own way as a counselor in the army for many years. But now, how can he find someone again?

But in front of Yutai, especially when he was angry, He Wukui didn't dare to touch this moldy head, so he had to say: "Let's think about it when I'm old." ”

"I can't wait too long for you. I'm going to see the effect tonight, or ......" As he spoke, Yutai stared at the other party quite threateningly, and the meaning was already very clear.

He Wukui could only agree to come down, but he was calculating in his heart to see if there was a chance to get out. At this time, there were bursts of disturbing cheers outside the tent, which was the reaction of the Ming army defending the city after seeing that the Mongols had finally stopped the siege for the time being.

Indeed, this battle was so tragic that everyone was about to lose it, and it was finally possible to breathe a sigh of relief when the Tartars were finally repulsed.

Lu Jin's body was also shaking, if it weren't for Lin Lie reaching out in time to help, he was afraid that he would fall. The pressure on his heart is greater than that of everyone else, because he is the only one who carries the entire army and civilians of the city.

At this point, it was past noon. As if to reward the people defending the city, the women in the city struggled to carry the food up to the city, which made the soldiers and civilians cheer even more, making them feel that they were still worth it and rewarding to stay here.

And not long after Lu Zhen looked at this scene with a smile, suddenly, his face changed, and his gaze fell on one of them......