"Brother Jie, what should I do? Do you want to push this broken ladder down? "Shang Yan and Shang Yu, on the way to escape, the orphans recruited before crossing the Yellow River to the east are now also small leaders, and it is their turn to be on duty at this time, and the leader of the team is Song Caijie.

"What's the panic?" Song Caijie smiled coldly, "At this time, no one climbed up, pushed to the ladder, at most broke it, but it couldn't hurt anyone, and when they climbed more people up, when they came to the city, let's take them to practice first, and then push the ladder to it, whether they fall to death or fall to injury, it can always hurt some of them." ”

"According to what Dingguo said, let's start preparing to pour water." Song Caijie then commanded.

At this time, there were three stoves side by side on the city, and on each stove was a large iron pot, full of water, and there was a tall pile of firewood beside it, and the water in one of the pots had begun to boil.

"Okay!" Shang Yan and Shang Yu responded, and began to pour water with his subordinates, but the other party only carried a ladder, and a stove was enough.

This is Li Dingguo's idea, when the bandits gather more and more under the pass, boil the water and pour down the city wall, these people, all of them are thin and torn, even a few people in leather armor, they can't stop the boiling water from pouring like this, and they are bound to be scalded to the flesh.

In the case of lack of medical treatment, the injury is slightly more serious, and there are few who can survive, this method has always been one of the big killers of the defending side.

Whether it is rolling wood and stones, or bows and crossbows and arrows, they need sufficient reserves to be used in large quantities, and this trick, as long as there is no shortage of water and firewood, can be used in unlimited quantities, which can be regarded as economical, and at this time in Zhuolu Mountain, the most important thing is firewood and clear water.

Originally, the more vicious and disgusting way to use it was to boil the "golden juice" - that is, the dung water - and pour it down, not only did the heat linger for a long time, but also caused more damage to people, and the dirt inside made the injury more difficult to heal, and it could also make the besieging side feel sick when used.

It's just that there were not many people in Zhuolu Mountain, and it suddenly increased to more than 2,000 people, and it was less than half a year, and the accumulated feces were not much, and they were all used to fertilize the ground in the spring.

Before the arrival of the bandits, Zhuolushan mobilized refugees to cut down all the trees within a radius of twenty miles, but many tree trunks were too thin, except for the fire, it was not very useful, and those thick and good wood, used to build a house is good, everyone is reluctant to just throw it down to smash people, it can really be used as a piece of wood to throw down, it is not too much, you have to save some use.

Rolling Stones also have limited reserves and cannot be used indiscriminately.

Now these people under the city wall, Song Caijie can see at a glance that they are all cannon fodder, good steel to be used on the blade, he is reluctant to use rolling wood and stones to greet these homeless people who are still holding hoes in their hands, to deal with them, boiling water is enough.

The three stones that Li Dingguo had people throw down that day were not only demonstrating and damaging the morale of the other side, but also boosting their own confidence.

"Uh... Whew..."

Song Caijie stood on the head of the city and watched coldly, at first only a few people climbed the ladder, carefully climbed up step by step, the sound of his feet falling on the ladder was light and slow, it seemed that he was not only trying to see if the ladder was firm, but also wanted to see the reaction of the city head, as long as the stone was exposed on the city wall, it was estimated that he would have to run back.

The same was true of the ladder and the other wanderers, who were some distance from the wall, and it seemed that they were frightened by the three stones that had fallen that day.

A few people on the ladder carefully climbed up a few steps, and found that although the ladder was a little shaky, it was still acceptable, and seeing that there was no movement on the city, they were a little bolder, and they couldn't resist the urging of the leaders of the displaced people below, "Oh, oooo", and accelerated their pace to climb up.

"Ready!" Song Caijie commanded, tightening the spear in his hand, "Wait for them to climb closer, the watering that should be watered, if there are fish that slip through the net, they should be killed!" ”

These team members, whether they are old people like Shang Yan and Shang Yu, or newcomers recruited after arriving at Zhuolu Mountain, or even Song Caijie himself, have too little experience in fighting, and these homeless people can just be used to practice their hands.

"Yes!" In response, several people wrapped in rags began to scoop water from the iron pot, while others stood nervously on both sides of the ladder with ash rods in their hands, leaving an aisle in the middle to facilitate the pouring of water.

At this time, the homeless people on the ladder climbed faster and faster, and they all knew that if they wanted not to be hit by stones, they had to grab the city while the other party had not yet moved, and the other homeless people under the city saw that there was no movement on the city, and they were bolder, and there were people behind them who kept squeezing forward, and gradually hugged to the base of the wall.

This was the first battle, and the leader of the homeless people did not dare to be perfunctory, so he sent a few powerful men in front, and the first person on the ladder also had a broken knife, which he held in his mouth, raised his head, and climbed up with his hands and feet.

When he was almost there, the man saw that the battlement was getting closer and closer, and his heart was overjoyed, and he also saw the figures behind the wall, and several of them looked obviously very immature, and in his eyes, his face was also a little panicked, as long as he took a few more steps, he could jump on the top of the city.

"Keep up!" He bowed his head and greeted the people who were following him, although there was no movement at all in the city, I don't know if he was scared stupid, or if there was no other means except stones, it seemed to be very weak, but he still didn't dare to rush up alone, no matter how weak the other party was, it would not be too much of a problem to kill him alone.

"Follow." Someone replied impatiently.

He saw that the few people under him were indeed following closely, but he was not angry, and raised one foot, intending to continue to climb up, and at the same time, he also raised his head.

"Pour!" The man heard a short, simple voice coming from the wall, as if he were giving some order, and as soon as he raised his head, a large cloud of shiny and misty things rushed towards him.

This person was also vigilant, and subconsciously protected his head and face with one hand.

"Wow!" A basin of boiling water drenched the man's head with hot air.

When the hot water just got on his body, he immediately knew that it was not a stone, and he breathed a big sigh of relief in his heart, and secretly said that his life was protected, but before the thought was finished, the pain in his heart began from the hand he was protecting, and quickly spread to his head, face, and neck, and wherever he touched the water, it was as if he was burned by flames.

His clothes were already in tatters, and he wore even less on a hot day, and he wore no hat, but he had an open arms, and his two arms were still exposed, and he was doused with boiling water, and his entire upper body was soon soaked.

"Ahh