Chen Qianhu took the lead in the city, led everyone to take out the fire oil, slowly approached the first well, the oil tank was thrown far away, and it was smashed on the well in an instant, and the soldiers of the Great Qi Army next to him hurriedly surrounded the side of the well.

Seeing the fire burning in the first well outside the city, the soldiers at the head of the city were all in tears, which their brothers had bought with their lives.

The fire of the well was burning from the bottom, and soon the entire well was swallowed up, along with dozens of archers on the well.

Chen Qianhu led his brothers back and forth to kill, and the enemy army was completely helpless, but the gap in their overall numbers was still too large, and the soldiers of the Shouwang Army were killed from time to time.

Chen Qianhu below has burned five wells, and the battle on the city has begun to heat up, and the soldiers on both sides are red-eyed, either you die or I die.

Joey was still fighting back and forth in the city, dressed in Shengxue white, which was completely stained red by blood at this moment, and the three-foot Qingfeng in his hand had already drunk countless blood, and he was also lowering blood to the ground at this moment.

The long fight made Joey a little exhausted, but fortunately, at this moment, the nearby well was burned, and there was no cold arrow shooting at her, which saved her a lot of energy.

The bearded man and Fu Qinghe were even more embarrassed, there were already countless wounds on their bodies, and Fu Qinghe even had a feather arrow stuck in his thigh.

The enemy's attack was too crazy, completely disregarding life and death, and consuming the city defense of Luoyang City with his life, the fire oil was used up, the crossbow arrows were used up, the stone rolling wood was used up, and even the blades of the weapons were cut out of countless gaps.

Chen Qianhu under the city was still rushing back and forth in the enemy formation, and the soldiers around him fell one by one, and the eight hundred strong men who left the city were less than twenty at this moment.

But the results of their battle are also not to be underestimated, the wells under the city have all been burned, and there are not many siege vehicles left.

At this moment, Chen Qianhu was completely exhausted, the armor on his body had long been shattered, his left hand had also been cut off by the enemy's long knife, and there was a feather arrow stuck in his chest.

He didn't pull out the arrow, because he knew that if he pulled the arrow, he would surely die, and he would die immediately, and if he didn't, maybe he could hold on a little longer.

Chen Qianhu's bloodshot eyes stared at a siege vehicle in the distance, and his right hand was placed on the crockpot on his waist, silently making up his mind in his heart.

"Brothers, I am honored to fight side by side with you, you are all the pride of the prince, the pride of my Shou Wangjun, and the pride of my Chen, there is no chance in this life, I will drink with you again in the next life, hahahaha!" Chen Qianhu glanced around at the soldiers around him and shouted loudly.

"Qianhu, we will be your soldiers again in the next life!"

"We'll have another good drink in the next life!"

"Brothers, don't be in a hurry, we'll be down with you soon!"

"Damn, you still owe me four taels of silver, don't think you don't have to pay it back if you die, brother, I'll come down to you to collect debts!"

The soldiers were already scarred at the moment, but their mental state was not bad, and they had already put life and death behind them, and they were even in the mood to joke.

From the moment they came out, they had given up their lives, let go of everything, and when their comrades fell one by one, there was only one thought left in their hearts, that is, to continue to finish what their comrades had not done.

"Target, siege vehicle ahead, Shouwang Army, forward!"

"Shou Wang Jun, forward!"

More than twenty wounded soldiers rushed towards the target catapult, and their heavy steps, and even every step of movement, was very painful.

But their steps were unusually firm, and it seemed that neither pain nor death could stop them in their direction.

The enemy continued to shoot feathered arrows and spears at them, and one by one they fell, but the rest of the people still approached the catapult as if they did not see it.

"Qianhu, I'll go first!" A soldier of the Shouwang Army was shot in the chest, groaned in pain, and then said with a wry smile, his eyes full of determination.

After the soldier finished speaking, before Chen Qianhu could react, he took off the oil tank on his waist, held it in his arms, gently lit the oil in the fire tank, and rushed towards the enemy.

"Quick, quick, shoot him, shoot him!"

The ram cart's eyes were full of fear, these people were like crazy people, they didn't care about their lives at all, although the soldier didn't rush towards him, but it still made him feel like he was on his back.

When the soldiers beside the ram cart heard this, they hesitated for a moment, then they drew their bows and arrows, aimed at the soldiers of the Shouwang Army who had already set themselves on fire, but were still running, and released their fingers without the slightest pause, and countless arrows galloped away, penetrating the soldier's body, and also shot many soldiers of the Great Qi Army beside him to the ground.

Not every archer is a sharpshooter, and the use of projectiles on a chaotic battlefield does not guarantee a hit rate, let alone a chance that they will not accidentally injure allies, but under the orders of the ram cart, they can only shoot indiscriminately.

"And those ones, don't worry about so much, shoot them for me!" Looking at the few siege vehicles left on the battlefield, the ram cart roared angrily, these are his baby bumps.

Ram Che thought viciously in his heart, since he has already done it, then just do it to the end, if he hadn't hesitated just now, he wouldn't have suffered such a heavy loss at this moment, these people have already gone crazy, if they don't stop them, the ghost will know what will happen.

At the insistence of the ram cart, the archers once again fired indiscriminately at Chen Qianhu and where they were, and the dense rain of arrows covered Chen Qianhu's location, completely wiping out all life.

"Lord Wang, the last general can only serve you in the next life." Chen Qianhu looked at the feather arrows flying in the air and muttered to himself.

The relentless rain of arrows fell one after another, penetrating the bodies of Chen Qianhu and the soldiers of the Zhongshou Wang Army in an instant, and completely wiped out the hundreds of Qi Army soldiers who surrounded them.

For a time, a vacuum was formed on the battlefield, and there was not a single living person in that large area, only corpses and blood everywhere.

The soldiers of the Great Qi Army looked at the ram cart behind them in disbelief, and their hearts began to be filled with all kinds of strange thoughts.

It is definitely a taboo to shoot arrows at their comrades on the battlefield, and no one wants to fight on the front line while suffering cold arrows from their own people behind them.

And the ram cart did this, which made the soldiers have to think that they are the ones who died under their own arrows today, so will it be us tomorrow?

The decision made by the ram cart in a hurry was definitely a big trick, although it completely wiped out the Shouwang army out of the city, but it also greatly weakened the morale of the Great Qi army, which can be said to be more than worth the loss.

Actually, I hesitated, I don't really want this Chen Qianhu to die, I like this character a lot, but it seems more reasonable for him to die...

Maybe that's the reality.

(End of chapter)