A few days earlier, while James had sent emissaries around to gather an army, Bruce had experimented with his secret weapon outside of a remote village, followed by Shieldbreaker Danny and Edward.

I saw a Greenton soldier holding a piece of linen rope in his hand, and a clay pot was tied to the other end of the rope, and Danny and Edward looked at the clay pot curiously, and they didn't know what Bruce was crazy about, and paid for many inferior clay pots from the traveling merchant and the adjacent territory, although it didn't cost much, but everyone thought it was a crazy move.

"Let's light the fire!" Bruce looked at the clay pot tied up with a rope in the soldier's hand and ordered the other soldier.

"Yes." Another soldier picked up a torch and lit a section of oiled linen on top of the pot, and the flame immediately ignited at the mouth of the pot.

"Whoosh, brush~~." The soldier immediately tied the clay pot with a rope, and after a few turns, the clay pot flew out of the soldier's hand as soon as he let go.

"What is this going to do?" Danny looked at the clay pot that flew out, holding his hand above his eyes, and he wondered if Bruce was going to smash his enemy's head with the clay pot.

"Wait and see!" Bruce smiled mysteriously, he didn't want to develop such a cutting-edge weapon, but James's aggressiveness forced him to light up the terrible tech tree in order to protect himself.

"If it's a stone, maybe it's more effective." Edward looked at the clay pot that was falling down in mid-air, and smacked his mouth.

However, when the clay pot fell downward, about 10 meters above the ground, the burning cloth burned into the inside of the clay pot.

"Peng~." Bruce stared at the clay pot and made a sound, and Shield Splitter Danny and Edward looked at him in confusion.

"Boom~~."

In an instant, a violent light flickered, flames shot out in mid-air, and a huge sound seemed to be the thunder of the sky landing on the ground, and the ground trembled slightly, and Shield Splitter Danny and Edward fell to the ground at once.

"Hahaha, is it exciting?" Bruce laughed as he watched the able-bodied pirates and knights fall to the ground in fright, like a child who had succeeded in a prank.

"The Lord God is above, what is that?" Edward's face turned pale, and he struggled to lift his head and press his hat.

"Have you stolen the Thunder of the Father of the Sky?" Danny's face turned paler than Edward's, and as a pirate, he was more superstitious, and he was now convinced that Bruce had stolen the weapons of the gods that the pirates believed in.

"One sulfur, two nitros, three charcoal." Bruce shrugged his shoulders, the sulfur he had brought back from Death Island, the old soil peeled from the serfs' shacks, the potassium nitrate crystals cooled by stirring distillation with water, and the clay pot bomb made of charcoal powder, looked good.

At this time, Splitting Shield Danny stood on the city wall, he looked at the Locke soldiers who kept climbing up from under the wall, and couldn't help swallowing his saliva, but he was not afraid of those stupid Locke soldiers, but a few of his own people holding clay pots beside him.

"Do you want to use it?" The Greenton soldier held the clay pot in his hand and looked at Danny Shieldbreaker.

"Wait, get me ready." Danny squeezed his lips nervously, and he shuddered as he pulled out a white stone with mysterious characters carved into it.

Bruce led the spearmen to the north wall just in time, when a knight happened to climb the ladder and stepped over the battlements with one foot, and was about to jump off the wall.

"Kill~~." Bruce immediately grabbed his sword and rushed forward, seeing Bruce rushing up, the Rock Knight also swung his sword and slashed over without showing weakness, only to hear the crisp sound of the bell, and the two swords parried together.

Rock Knight condescended to suppress with all his strength, Bruce was under tremendous pressure with his sword horizontally, swords rubbing against each other and making a gurgling sound, looking at Rock Knight wearing a semi-enclosed helmet above, Bruce supported his body with all his strength.

"Your Lord." Seeing this scene, the spear pestle soldier behind Bruce hurriedly crossed Bruce's side and swung the spear pestle and smashed it on the knight.

"Ah, damn lowly fellow, don't you know the rules of the battlefield?" The Locke knight withdrew his sword, and Bruce retreated among the soldiers, while the knight stood on the battlements in exasperation and cursed.

The knights are generally looking for opponents of similar status on the battlefield, although occasionally they will slash and kill a few lowly infantry, but if there are nobles appearing, they must be aiming at the nobles and fighting each other, the nobles will acquiesce to this kind of combat rules, and most of the soldiers in the Middle Ages also know this rule, but Bruce has never taught the Glinton soldiers this kind of thing, they can fight in groups, and retreat when they get cheap, this is the fighting style of the Grintons, of course, there are exceptions in the case of military orders.

"Whew." In the middle of the knight's scolding and teaching the Grinton soldiers, several spearmen looked at each other, and then they let out a cry and swarmed up, they stabbed with the spear and pestle in their hands, the iron needle of the spear pestle pierced the knight's armor but could not penetrate it completely, the chain mail with a fine appearance and a tough and delicate leather armor inside, enough to protect the knights from being killed easily.

"Bastard." Grinton's spearmen dared to attack him, Locke Knight grabbed a spear and pestle and was furious, as a knight his arm strength was amazing, after grabbing the spear and pestle, he actually pulled the spear pestle to his side, if he was pulled to his side, he would definitely be split in half by a sword.

"Push him down." Seeing this, Bruce immediately ordered loudly, and the Glinton spearmen immediately realized that the knight, though powerful, was standing on the wall.

Several spearmen and pestle men worked together to push the knight off the city wall, but the knight did not expect the Glinton to play his cards according to the convention, and instead of attacking himself, he used to push, and as a result, he fell off the city wall.

"Ping~~." Locke Knight fell from the wall and slammed into the ground, and the red-haired knight glanced at his companion and saw that the fallen knight was struggling to get up, and the knight's armor and strong body acted as a cushion.

"Keep going~~." The red-haired knight encouraged his companions to keep climbing upwards, and this time they would not make another mistake, and since the Glintons did not abide by the rules of war, they did not need to be merciful.

The red-haired knight climbed up the ladder, his companions above his head, and this time they would jump off the wall and kill the Gringtons inside, but at that moment there was a roar from the direction of the south wall, and the earth seemed to shake.

"What's going on?" The red-haired knights grabbed the wooden ladder, but the walls seemed to shake and shake, and the knights on the wooden ladder felt as if the ladder was dancing.