Zhao Chen was standing at the bottom of the mountain at this time, looking up at the two guards who were trying to climb to the top of the mountain.

The mountain in front of him was already a bit steep, not to mention that there was a heavy snowfall last night, which made the already steep mountain even more difficult to climb.

The two wingmen guarded each held an ice axe in their hands, and when they took a step, they smashed the ice axe in front of them, and the climbing rope wrapped around their waists dragged a long end underneath, leaving a deep mark on the snow.

Zhao Chen's fists were clenched, and he looked up at the two wingmen who were trying to climb, and his eyes showed a burning color.

The wingman was a master of rock climbing, and at this time, under the urging of Zhao Chen, he used all his strength to climb desperately towards the top of the mountain, however, Zhao Chen, who was standing below, was still anxious.

Li Jing had already led people to attack the Turkic camp, even from a distance, Zhao Chen could hear the shouting and killing sound coming from there, the roar of the Tang people, the roar of the Turks, and the sound of arrows piercing through the air, mixed with the roars one after another.

At a certain moment, there was a sudden thunderous explosion over there, and when Zhao Chen looked back, he saw a huge spark blooming in the Turkic camp, and even in the daytime, the spark still looked bright.

Firework!

This is what Zhao Chen handed over to Cheng Chumo when he was separated, the Turks have never seen fireworks, as long as they aim the fireworks at the Turkic camp at a critical moment.

Then, at the moment of the explosion of the fireworks, the Turks will inevitably be frightened, although they cannot cause harm to the Turks, but in this moment of fright, it will buy a moment for the Tang Army.

Really. Just when Zhao Chen looked into the distance, he saw the Turkic camp. At the moment, there was a panic, and the second wave of arrows that was originally about to be released was released. But when the fireworks suddenly exploded, it turned into a panic in the whole camp.

A Turkic general with his chest open and his shirt open, at this time, was standing in the earthen enclosure, desperately waving the scimitar in his hand, roaring angrily, trying to suppress the panic in the camp.

And the Tang people below have prepared the second wave of arrow rain in this moment of panic. In Li Jing's roar, he pulled the trigger suddenly, and the black pressure of the arrow rain 'buzzed', and rushed to the Turkic camp again.

"Fuck, come again!" Cheng Chumo, who was halfway up the slope, had just released a firework, and at this time, seeing the second wave of arrow rain going up, he immediately cursed. A firework was rekindled and aimed at the Turkic camp.

The twist of the fireworks, at the moment of ignition, 'sizzle', when the twist burns out, from the thick firecracker hole. I heard a 'boom', just like a square machine, a firework lightning drilled out. Go straight to the Turkic camp.

The next moment, that lightning fireworks. Again, blow up in the camp of the Turks.!

When Zhao Chen saw this scene from afar, he immediately withdrew his gaze and looked at the two wingmen on the top of the mountain again!

At this time, in just a moment's effort, the two wingmen were about to climb to the top of the mountain, as if they also felt the anxiety of Zhao Chen below.

At the last moment, one of the wingmen who listened to it suddenly let out an angry roar from his mouth, and with this roar, his feet slammed down, and the whole person climbed to the top of the mountain at once.

"Fix the rope quickly!" Zhao Chen, who was standing below, staring at the wingman's personal guard, saw that a wingman had climbed to the top of the mountain, and he didn't care about the wingman taking a breath, so he shouted loudly below.

When the wingman heard Zhao Chen's words, he couldn't take a breath, struggled to get up from the ground, glanced around, and finally stared at a tree not far away, quickly untied the rope on his body, and tied one end firmly to the tree.

"Stay down!" As soon as Zhao Chen saw that the rope above was fixed, he immediately grabbed the end of the rope that hung down, pulled it hard, and after making sure that it was fixed, he dropped a sentence to the rest of the guards behind him, and then dragged the rope and climbed towards the top of the mountain.

You don't need too many people on the top of the mountain, as long as the two people above help him, it's enough!

At this time, the heavy snow had already stopped, and a full half foot of snow fell down the mountain, and the white world was dazzling.

Although there is a rope to borrow, but the road up the mountain, but it is still difficult, two legs stuck in the snow half a foot thick, the feet are slipping hard, several times, Zhao Chen was thrown into the snowdrift, his hair and body were stained with snow, cold and cold.

In the process of Zhao Chen's climbing, finally another wingman also climbed to the top of the mountain, did not dare to make the slightest stop, and after tying one end of the rope to the tree, he threw the other end to Zhao Chen.

Two ropes, one tied around his waist, let the two wingmen above pull him, and one grasped in his hand, not only to grasp the balance, but also to use the strength to climb, the speed of going up the mountain, so it sped up a lot.

And when Zhao Chen climbed to the top of the mountain, after the Turks over there came back to their senses, the second wave of arrow rain had been densely covered, and some soldiers in the Tang Dynasty army fell to the ground with arrows.

In the process of Zhao Chen's climbing, Yu Guang saw the Tang soldier who fell to the ground with an arrow in the middle of the slope, but he didn't bother to take a closer look at whether the soldier was from the Flying Tiger Army.

The fireworks in Cheng Chumo's hand continued to play a role, specifically aiming at the stubborn thinking force standing at Tuweizi, and the sound of fireworks explosions resounded throughout the Evil Yang Ridge.

Zhao Chen listened to the sound of fireworks, and finally had some comfort in his heart, as long as the fireworks continued to sound, it meant that Cheng Chumo was still safe, so he could rest assured.

"Pull me hard!" Finally climbed to the top of the mountain, there were still more than three zhang away, and his hands were really boring, so Zhao Chen simply asked the two wingmen to pull him up directly.

The two wingmen didn't dare to disobey Zhao Chen's intentions, and when they heard Zhao Chen's words, they immediately grabbed the other rope as well, and the two of them used force at the same time, and Zhao Chen, who was at one end of the rope, was almost directly dragged up.

This mountain peak is higher than the side of the Evil Yang Ridge, and when you stand on the top of this mountain, you can see all the scenes on the side of the Evil Yang Ridge, and naturally, you can also see the camp of the Turks clearly.

It is surrounded by a soil fence made of loess, but inside it is still a tent. From here, it looks like a mushroom planted in an earthen enclosure.

And between the 'mushrooms'. The Turks are constantly on the move, and will need the equipment to defend the city. Move to the earthen fence.

Several cauldrons, set up on firewood, were filled with green smoke, which was ready to be used to pour boiling oil on the enemy at a critical moment.

"!" When he first came up, a lot of snow was poured into his neck, and Zhao Chen looked at the Turkic camp over there at this time, and pulled out the snow in his neck vigorously.

However, see the Turkic camp inside. After a few mouthfuls of the cauldron that was smoking, Zhao Chen still cared about the snow in his neck, and couldn't help but curse angrily in his mouth.

Then, with his back to the two wingmen, he took out a few things from the space-time backpack, two armor shovels, and a thick iron bucket. As soon as the things were taken out, he immediately ordered two wingmen to dig in the ground.

This iron bucket. When Zhao Chen left Chang'an, he ordered Hu Lu to modify him according to the appearance on the drawings.

It looks like an ordinary iron bucket. However, only Zhao Chen is clear, don't look at this ordinary iron bucket. But with the terrible destructive power it created, it made the Turks. I can't find a place to cry when I come.

The news that Li Er decided to let him go on the expedition was a bit hasty in the time he was given. Otherwise, this time on the expedition to the Turks, if he was asked to prepare a few more such iron buckets, it would basically be a one-sided collapse!

The soil pit that Zhao Chen needed was quickly dug out of the ground, and then, the three of them laboriously buried one end of the iron bucket into the soil pit, and under Zhao Chen's continuous adjustment, finally, it was fixed in the pit with earth-pressed porcelain.

"Get out of the way, stand back!" At the moment when the iron bucket was fixed, Zhao Chen suddenly shouted loudly at Li Jing and others who were attacking the Turkic camp, and the sound came from the top of this mountain, echoing in the entire mountains from afar.

At this moment, he was about to go crazy with anger, and the strange thing under the mountain exploded around him again and again, although the explosion couldn't hurt him by half a point.

However, every time that thing exploded around him, a large firework would appear, and the choking green smoke would fill the air, and he would have to habitually avoid it every time.

Not only him, but the other Turkic soldiers would also do the same dodge action again and again in this explosion, and they could have released an extra wave of arrow rain, but time was wasted in this dodge.

Seeing that the army of the Tang Dynasty, under the leadership of Li Jing, was approaching Tuweizi, he was so angry that he was like thunder, brandishing a scimitar, urging the Turkic soldiers to release arrows desperately.

However, at this moment, he heard the shout of a Tang man, and the voice came from the top of the opposite mountain far away.

When he subconsciously looked up, he saw that on the top of the mountain opposite, at this time, there were three Tang Dynasty people, and the figures of the three of them were extremely abrupt on the snow-capped mountaintop.

I couldn't understand the specific words, but when this voice came, the Tang army, which was originally coming towards the camp, suddenly retreated like a tide under Li Jing's order, and in a moment, the place in front of the camp was vacated.

Seeing such a bizarre scene, the obsession with the loss of thinking was almost out of instinct, at this moment, the eyelids suddenly jumped wildly, and a bad premonition instantly rose from the bottom of my heart.

On the battlefield just now, at this moment, there was a moment of tranquility, whether it was the people of the Tang Dynasty or the Turks, they all raised their heads and looked at the top of the mountain opposite.

To be more precise, everyone's eyes, at this moment, are all looking at the young man on the top of the opposite mountain!

And this kind of silence didn't last long, just after Li Jing led people to retreat, he saw that the young man suddenly bent down, picked up a 'baggage', and threw it into the bucket next to him.

The next moment, I heard a 'boom', a deafening sound, from the top of the opposite mountain.

With this sound, everyone could clearly see that the 'baggage' that had just been thrown into the barrel by the young man was whistling in the air in a puff of smoke and dust, heading straight for the Turkic camp.

'Boom! ’

Then, under everyone's eyes, the 'baggage' fell straight into the Turkic camp, and a violent explosion sounded, and the entire Turkic camp was instantly in shambles.

Taking the place where the 'burden' fell as the starting point, the surrounding tents were instantly lifted into the sky, and mud, snow foam, and even some miscellaneous things were all lifted into the air.

When the qi wave spread around, several puffs of boiling oil cauldron with green smoke were all lifted away, and the hot oil inside was spilled out violently, and the Turkic soldiers who had not had time to react were poured with hot oil all over their bodies.

A terrible scream, in an instant, came from the camp! (To be continued.) )