Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Crazy Breakout (Part II)

"Come on, grandchildren!" Outside the valley at this time, Cheng Chumo stood behind a few crossbow machines, looking at the exit of the valley with a fierce face, waving the knife in his hand, and roaring loudly: "Let grandpa see, whether it is your skin and flesh that are hard, or grandpa's arrows here are hard!" ”

With Cheng Chumo's roar, several crossbow machines in front of him once again let out a 'buzz' trembling sound, and the dense arrows roared towards the rebels who had just climbed up in an instant.

The next moment, the sound of arrows entering the flesh was heard immediately, and many of the wingman rebels who had just climbed up were cleaned up in the blink of an eye under the dense arrows.

"Hahahaha!" Seeing the entrance, Fu returned to calm, Cheng Chumo suddenly opened his mouth and laughed proudly, and with his laughter, the scar on his face was also distorted, which made people feel more afraid.

The place where Cheng Chumo was standing at the moment was in front of the Falling Moon Valley, and the task given to him by Zhao Chen was to blow up the passage and guard it tightly.

For this reason, Zhao Chen also equipped Cheng Chumo with several specially made crossbow machines, as well as 2,000 Tang soldiers who arrived later, such a strength is enough to guard here.

However, Zhao Chen was still worried that something would happen to Cheng Chumo, so he gave Cheng Chumo an order to retreat at any time, for fear that when the people inside would go crazy, Cheng Chumo would stubbornly guard here.

It's just that this order was automatically ignored here by Cheng Chumo, two thousand people, plus this powerful crossbow machine.

If he can't hold this place like this, Cheng Chumo will feel that he can smear powder on his face from now on. Don't have flowers on your head, there are five people and six people who wear them. Wandering around Pingkang all day long, I don't have to admit that I am behind the gate.

Damn. I can't afford to lose that person!

"Ah, what are you doing in a daze, do you want to die here?" Outside the valley, Cheng Chumo was smug and laughing, inside the valley, Feng Zhiji at this time had already entered a state of madness, desperately urging, and constantly letting people go up.

Thereupon. Under Feng Zhiji's desperate urging, whether it was the people of the Ning tribe or the soldiers of other tribes, they were all rushed up in batches.

Then, when he climbed to the top, he was shot through his body by the arrows that followed, and he fell to the bottom!

Batches of people were frantically caught up by Feng Zhiji. In a moment, they were all sent to see the king of Hades, and the gray-brown mountain rocks that had collapsed were all sent to the king of Hades. At this time, it was already soaked in blood and turned into a blood red.

Feng Zhiji's eyes, at this time, were already red. His eyes looked at the blood-soaked rocks above, and his hand holding the knife trembled slightly.

"Brother Feng. You can't send people up to death anymore! And beside Feng Zhiji, he originally had a fierce expression. Compared to Feng Zhiji, Ning Dan, who was even more crazy, had already recovered from being carried away by hatred at this time, and said almost pleading to Feng Zhiji.

"What then?" Feng Zhiji's eyes were red, and when he heard Ning Dan's words, he turned his head sharply and yelled at Ning Dan: "If you don't rush out at this time, how many of the tens of thousands of people here do you think will survive in the end?" ”

"Are you reluctant to rush out?" Ning Dan was yelled at by Feng Zhiji in front of many clansmen, and his face suddenly became a little unbearable, and when Feng Zhiji's words fell, Ning Dan also yelled at Feng Zhiji: "But in this situation, the dead are all our people!" ”

"Good!" When Feng Zhiji heard Ning Dan's words, he immediately pulled out his knife angrily, gritted his teeth and said, "Isn't it just a dead man, this time I will rush with me, I should be satisfied now!" ”

Feng Zhiji didn't know what to think in his heart, when these words fell, he really took the lead, and as soon as he turned around, he carried his knife and went straight to the mountain rock blocking the passage.

"Okay, let's rush together!" Seeing Feng Zhiji, as expected, the expression on Ning Dan's face couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and then, as if he suddenly came to his senses, he turned around sharply and roared at the clansmen who were still stunned behind him.

With Ning Dan's roar, the entrance, which had just stopped, became noisy again, and under the leadership of Ning Dan, he followed Feng Zhijie and climbed up.

'Buzz' 'Buzz' 'Buzz'

The crossbow machine erected halfway up the mountainside outside, in the silent roar of the Cheng Division, frantically swallowed the arrows, and in the successive dull tremors, the dense arrows went towards Feng Zhiji and the others like black clouds.

Feng Zhiji's body, clinging to the ground, with a round shield on his head, climbed up with difficulty, but his mouth was still frantically urging.

There were screams around him, and many people who had just climbed up with him were shot through their bodies by arrows in the blink of an eye, and they rolled down miserably in his sight.

"Hold on!" The arrows outside are still 'whooshing', 'whooshing', 'whooshing' and 'swishing' straight to this side, every time they come over, they will take away a large number of people, it is simply harvesting rice, Feng Zhiji almost collapsed and shouted: "Hold on and rush out!" ”

"Fuck you!" At this moment, just when Feng Zhiji led people and rushed up frantically, Cheng Chumo, who was standing halfway up the mountain, scolded angrily in his mouth, turned around and shouted at several soldiers: "Burn, burn them to death!" ”

This time, the opponent's offensive was very fierce, and it could be seen that the opponent had begun to break through at any cost at this time, and the bow and arrow could not be suppressed at all, so he could only rely on ******.

Hearing Cheng Chumo's order, several soldiers who had been guarding a few boxes from beginning to end all bent down to open the boxes at this time.

Then, he took out the ****** that had been prepared long ago, lit it, and threw it at the rebels who were desperately breaking through with all his might.

The ******, which had already been ignited, screamed in the air and landed in a beautiful parabola straight into the rebels.

The next moment, the sound of ping-pong breaking sounded, and then, a series of explosions came, and with this explosion, a blue and red flame quickly scurried in the crowd.

Feng Zhiji, who was frantically urging to break through, couldn't help but feel nervous in his heart when he heard several continuous explosions.

Then, when he saw a blue-red tongue of bewitching fire, the demon quickly scurried, his eyes widened suddenly, and he immediately shouted in horror: "It's hellfire!" ”

The sound fell, and before everyone could react, Feng Zhiji's original person who was crawling there suddenly turned over and rolled down, as if he was being chased by a demon.

It's just that Feng Zhiji escaped the hellfire, and the wingmen who had just been urged by him to climb up were smashed by the ****** at this time.

The blue-red flames were scattered everywhere at first, but with Cheng Chumo's order, several soldiers threw out several waves of ****** in a row, and the entire gap was swallowed up by the blue-red flames.

The unfortunate person who was contaminated with the tongue of fire was on fire at this time, flapping frantically, and letting out screams one after another, trying to extinguish the flames on his body.

However, what made them desperate was that the flames on their bodies were not extinguished, but burned more and more violently because of the delay.

At this time, the hellfire had already ignited all the piles of rubble blocking the passage in front of them, and the flames that soared into the sky burned violently.

It was as if even the air had been ignited, and between breaths, a scorching air flow was sucked into the lungs, and the hot person coughed again and again.

And in this soaring flame, the wingmen who had just climbed up, almost without exception, were all ignited by the fire of hell, struggling frantically, and letting out a miserable roar.

And in the process of this struggle, one person after another, rolling down from above, some of them could not bear the pain of being burned by the flames, and jumped directly from the pile of rubble, regardless of it.

"It's over, it's all over!" Feng Zhiji, who had just escaped from above, was hiding far away at this moment, looking at the passage that was engulfed in flames, and muttered to himself with a desperate face.

First blew up the passage, then blocked the road with a powerful crossbow machine, and now directly used the hellfire, in this case, Feng Zhiji couldn't think of any other way to rush out from here.

The Falling Moon Valley is surrounded by strange peaks on both sides, and the only way to get out is these three, and the passage in front of them has just been experienced.

The other two paths, even if Feng Zhiji hasn't tried them yet, he also understands that he is afraid that they will only be tighter than the one in front of him!

The sunset that originally hung obliquely on the eagle's beak cliff had long since disappeared at this time, and together with the colorful glow in the sky, the night had already quietly come, and the entire valley was shrouded in night.

However, when the night covered the Valley of the Setting Moon, the flames in the passage were still burning, and the scorching air currents spread to the surroundings, making the already sultry climate even more unbearable.

The terrible screams, I don't know when it was, have stopped, and the entire Falling Moon Valley is silent at the moment, only the sound of flames burning.

And, from time to time, there were one or two sounds, which seemed to be something explosive, and that sound, in fact, was nothing else, it was the sound of the body of the burned person suddenly bursting open.

Despair, at this moment, began to spread in the Valley of the Falling Moon!

"Send the letter back!" It was already very late at night, Cheng Chumo stood in front of a tent outside the valley, looked at the still burning rubble from afar, and ordered without looking back: "Go back and say, the pockets have been tightened, and it will be time to finish!" ”

"And!" When he said this, Cheng Chumo suddenly retracted his gaze, looked at the soldier in front of him and said, "There are too many arrows used tonight, which need to be replenished as soon as possible, and there are also incendiary bombs, which also need to be replenished as soon as possible!" ”

"Whoa!" Hearing Cheng Chumo's order, the soldiers in front of him bowed silently to Cheng Chu, and when Cheng Chumo finished his order, he immediately turned around and took a few wingmen to Nanfuzhou at night. (To be continued.) )