Tubel exerted all his strength to avoid falling off the ladder, and he tried to move his lower back, although some pain came, he was sure that it was a skin injury, and it did not affect him at all.

Only then did he relax and continue to climb upward. Just as he was about to climb to the top of the fortress, a basin of liquid poured from above.

Tubel exclaimed, "Not good! ”

The golden juice is the most feared weapon of the Jurchens to defend the city, and the so-called golden juice is a big dung water. It's still boiling fecal water, once a person burns this thing, the wound will be infected with a lot of bacteria.

In this age of antibiotics, this means death. The demoralization of the besieging soldiers was devastating, and many of them had to wail for days before dying.

Tubel once saw a soldier whose face was burned with gold juice and died with maggots crawling on his face. When he thought of that scene, he couldn't help but shudder.

The basin of liquid was poured on his head impartially, and Tubel, who thought he was dead, was very ugly, felt that there was no pain in his face.

The poured water was not hot, it was a little cold. He also stuck out his tongue and licked the corner of his mouth, and found that the water did not taste at all, but was just an ordinary basin of cold water.

Tubil breathed a sigh of relief, of course it was good not to die. He climbed a few steps to the top of the ladder and jumped onto the fortress.

He was greeted by a line of spears, and several spearmen and shieldmen armed with spears were waiting for him to jump into the city.

Faced with a volley of spears, Tubil was helpless. He could only retreat, but behind him was the battlement walls of the fortress.

Just took a step back, and he was forced against the wall. If you want to see that he has no chance, he can only jump off the wall unwillingly, and he is very lucky to fall, and he smashes on a Han mud kan.

Unharmed, Tubel picked up a shield from the ground and looked for an opportunity under the wall, pouring cold water down the fortress. The besiegers below, whether it were the common people or the armor soldiers, were turned into chickens.

In the cold winter wind, the damp Tubel soon felt that something was wrong. Despite the heat in his heart, his stiff limbs told him that his body was about to run out.

When Tubel climbed the ladder again, he felt stiff limbs and a slippery ladder, and he was not attacked by the soldiers on the fortress, and Tubel fell from the ladder halfway through the climb.

This time he couldn't stand up anymore, he curled his body into a ball, and snorted the white air in his mouth, hoping to warm himself up.

As the white breath in his body exhaled, Tubil gradually stopped moving. became one of the countless ice sculptures under the fortress, and only to his death did he realize that cold water was also a powerful weapon for defending the city.

The slippery slope under the fortress caused great trouble for the attacking Jurchens, and no matter how hard the Jurchens tried, they could not capture a small piece of the fortress wall.

Looking at the dead people and Jurchen armor soldiers, Amin's eyes were about to burst into flames. When he saw that the walls of the fortress had formed a thick layer of ice, and even a ladder could not be erected on it, he finally gave the order to withdraw his troops.

After only three hours of fighting, more than 2,000 people and 600 armor soldiers were left under the fortress forever, and then Amin knew the horror of the fortress. Only then did he know what a wise move it was for Huang Taiji to spend more than 100,000 taels of silver to buy artillery, and he also hit it headlong, if it weren't for the people as cannon fodder, the 6,000 armor soldiers led by himself would have to be lost in half of Changsheng Island.

There was a thunderous roar of joy in the fortress, and all the Changxing troops were celebrating their victory today.

After a while, a large white flag was raised over the fortress, and on the front was a huge black word "Dien". On the reverse side are the four big characters "The Soul Returns", and this big flag flutters in the air, as if summoning countless dead souls.

Many people who had relatives who died under the fortress knelt on the ground and wept, this is the Ming army of Changsheng Island summoning the spirits of their dead relatives.

They should not resent the Ming army on Immortal Island, in that case any general would order an attack.

The cry spread throughout the Jurchen camp, and some of the Jurchens who had lost their loved ones also shed tears. They hated the Ming army on Eternal Life Island, and it was these people who made them lose their loved ones. Many people are swearing that once they attack Changsheng Island, they will kill a chicken and dog.

At nightfall, a few carriages came out of the Jurchen camp. Some of the armor soldiers tightly escorted the carriage towards Immortal Island, and they cautiously came to the ice.

I got busy less than a mile from the fortress, and it took me an hour to assemble the contents of the car. While these people were busy, the muzzles on the bastions were slightly aligned here.

As soon as the Jurchens arrived on the ice, they were discovered by the secret sentinel arranged by the Changxing Army, and the reason why they waited so long to start was to see what the Jurchens were going to do?

When he saw clearly that they were actually assembling a trebuchet, Li Zhu smiled. The barbaric Jiannu is an idiot, and the artillery is no match for the Changxing army, let alone a trebuchet.

"Boom!" With a loud bang, the Changxing army fired first. The cannonball swirled and struck the trebuchet not far away, shattering the two Jurchens who were busy to pieces, while the other Jurchens were still busy there, deaf to them.

Li Zhu kicked at the gunner, and scolded with a smile: "You can't hit so closely, did you spend all your energy last night on Sister Yao?" ”

"Don't worry, Mr. Qian, next time you can't beat the small one, cut off the head and kick it for you!" The relaxed gunner was not nervous at all, and still adjusted the gun unhurriedly.

"Boom!" A bowstring sound came into the fortress, and Li Zhu knew that it was a trebuchet firing. He pursed his lips in disdain, and the stone projectiles fired by the trebuchet did not necessarily destroy the walls of the fortress for a month.

In his disdain, what the trebuchet launched fell only ten paces from the fortress. "Boom!" An explosion frightened the Changxing army.

Jiannu threw a powder keg, how could the damn Jiannu think of this way. If the trebuchet were to throw the powder keg into the fortress, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Li Zhu kicked the gunner away, and he personally went to the gun position. After a few more adjustments, he inserted the red-hot iron rod into the blast hole.

"Boom!" With a loud bang, the iron ball fired by the 9-pounder cannon hit the trebuchet, not only breaking up the trebuchet, but also wounding a lot of the surrounding Jurchens.

Li Zhu was not at ease, so he asked the gunner to fight the trebuchet several more rounds in a row, knowing that he could not see a complete piece of wood before stopping.

"Give Lao Tzu a spirit! The searchlights were also hidden, and they were all lit for Lao Tzu. Let the Jurchens touch it again, and you can wipe your necks by yourself! Li Zhu roared angrily.