"Thunderbolt, fire at the trebuchet!"

Although the order was given, the crossbow bed needed eight strong men to tighten the winch, and just now two boulders fell one after another on the left and right of the ballista bed, and only three or four people could stand up and exert their strength.

The predicament of the crossbow bed was seen by Tang Lingfeng, and with a wave of his right hand, the last six apprentices around him ran towards the crossbow bed, leaving only Old Man Tang alone with a gun, standing majestically, not caring about the boulder flying overhead, as well as the arrows that fell at his feet.

The two catapults near the city wall were blown to shreds, and more than 20 Yuan soldiers were also bleeding all over their bodies, lying on the ground screaming and groaning. The battlefield was like a stone mill, squeezing countless lives together, rubbing and crushing them fiercely, blood and residue were sprinkled all over the earth, and the gradually dissipating life consciousness was scattered in the air, mixed with the white mist that slowly dissipated.

Lu Shikui calmly watched the fierce battle scene, there were more than 1,000 reserves behind him who had not gone into battle, they were sitting in a position that was not disturbed by the war, chewing dried meat one bite at a time, and the wine in the small gourd to quench their thirst.

These more than 1,000 people are the key to his victory, the defenders at the head of the city are tired, the firing of deadly firearms has been intermittent, and when the critical time comes, more than 1,000 people rush forward, and it is not a big problem to attack the city. The soldiers who had already killed the red-eyed had forgotten their fears and fears, and had only one thought in their hearts, to kill them! Whether it is in the city or under the city, there is only killing in the eyes of the opponent, and there is no other color.

More than 100,000 people are separated by a section of city wall and a moat three zhang wide, starting a battle of sacrifice and death, deducing the competition of strength and courage. The people of the city have mobilized, and they have formed a group of reinforcements, carrying hot food and carrying their hunting bows on their backs.

Deliver food to the bloodied warriors, stand up and occupy a position, and pick up the arrows that have been grinding at home for a long time at the Yuan soldiers outside the city, and launch the hatred of the destruction of the city. This is the biggest reserve, the biggest reinforcement corps, the hot bun lacks oil and meat, but it is still so delicious and fragrant when delivered to the mouth.

Eight thousand civilian reserves poured onto the city wall, injecting extremely powerful strength into the defenders of Guangzhou City!

There's someone behind you! You're not fighting alone!

They think of you! Looking forward to you! Love you!

If you fail, they'll all die, and you're fighting for them!

The firepower of the defenders at the head of the city suddenly increased, and the already scattered Divine Arm Bow began to shoot bursts of rockets in a dense manner, specifically towards the covering hand of the catapult raising the shield. The powerful penetrating power of the Divine Arm Bow was able to shoot through the leather shield, and the burning gunpowder was sprinkled on the shield and ignited, and soon many shields were burned, and the soldiers next to the projection vehicle began to be wounded by a large number of arrows.

The first open flame was finally lit under the city, which, together with the rising sun in the east, illuminated the surrounding Yuan soldiers, and at the same time ignited the enthusiasm of the soldiers in the city, causing bursts of cheers and howls.

Lu Shikui raised his hand, hesitated for a moment before falling heavily, and more than a thousand soldiers who had been waiting behind him stood up.

"Roar! Roar! ”

The roar shook the sky in unison, the war drums behind him beat up, and more than a thousand soldiers bent down and bowed their heads, and the shields in their hands tightly protected their bodies. From the trot to the gallop, a distance of a few hundred paces, more than a thousand people braved the rain of arrows on their heads, crossed the moat that had been filled by boulders, stepped past the corpses of countless companions, and rushed to the base of the city wall.

Although they were all holding shields, the last hundred steps of this thousand troops under the city left more than 100 corpses. Immediately followed by the rolling wood and stones on the city, it was another bloody storm, and when the Yuan soldiers suppressed the firepower of the city, there were still more than 600 people under the city.

Four tall ladders were erected, the top of which was just below the arrow stomping, and as long as you could climb to the top, you could step on the city wall of Guangzhou with a single leap. Seeing the cloud ladder erected, the besieging soldiers who were already exhausted were also like chicken blood, the archers and catapults on the building car fired wildly, and all the firepower was suppressing the Song army directly above the cloud ladder, and the city wall was smashed out of a place of death in a blink of an eye.

"Ahh

A commoner with a wooden plank on his head, carrying a crockpot filled with hot oil, desperately climbed over the boulders on the ground and the lifeless corpses, and fell between the arrows and smashed the crockpot. More than a dozen catties of hot oil were sprinkled down the ladder, and the Yuan soldiers on the top were about to climb to the top, and they were doused with hot oil, and they rolled down screaming, and smashed over their two companions by the way.

The city wall is more than three feet high, and if you fall down, you will not fall to death immediately, but you will also be a waste person if you break your legs and arms, and if you save them, you will also be a wasted person, plus the arrows, knives and guns all over the ground under the city, and it is difficult to save your life if you fall on any of them.

The civilians laughed loudly when they saw that the hot oil worked, but the arrows fired by the car on the opposite side instantly drowned him, and the planks were pierced through his chest by heavy arrows. He sprinkled his blood on his home, on the city wall of Guangzhou, and took three vicious soldiers with him for burial, and he had a smile on his face as he swallowed his last breath.

"Second brother! You wait for me, brother is coming! Let's be a good companion on the Huangquan Road! ”

There was a civilian wearing a thick coat, also carrying a hot oil crockpot in his hand, and wearing a bamboo hat on his head, and rushed from behind to the location of the dead civilian. He was hit by two arrows on the way, but his body remained stable and balanced, as if there was only one jar left in the world, and everything else was gone, including the blood gushing out of his body.

"Boom! Whoop ......"

"Ahh Yes! ……”

The jar smashed on the top of Yuan Bing's head, and more than ten catties of hot oil poured into his neck, and at that moment he wanted to wipe his neck and kill himself, but the knife in his hand had already fallen, and the person screamed and fell to the bottom of the city wall.

The same scene continues to play out, the people boiling mouthfuls of hot oil in large pots, putting them into jars and sprinkling them on the heads of the Yuan soldiers by the strong men who defend their homes, even if it is a one-way journey.

One by one, the soldiers fell to the city, one by one the defenders died at the head of the city, and life became so fragile at this time, just a flash of thought, countless people have withered.

Tang Lingfeng looked at his second son, and fell more than a dozen steps away, an arrow shot through his thigh, and the torn muscles were pouring blood. He looked at his father, who was standing like a javelin, smiled embarrassedly, and struggled to stand up with a single knife in his hand.

"Phew!"

A blood-stained arrow came out of his chest, a heart-piercing pain, and a burning itch in his throat. He glanced down, looked at his father again in some frustration, opened his mouth to speak, and the blood that poured up held back the last words he wanted to leave to the world.

Tang Lingfeng looked at his son who was lying in a pool of blood, clutched the gun in his hand tightly, raised his head and looked at the misty sky, two tears rolled in his eyes, and they still flowed down uncontrollably!