At the end of the long street is the East City Gate, and Captain Wu is leading more than a hundred of his men to be ready, in front of them is the horse rejection pile, behind them are two rows of staggered spearmen, and then behind are soldiers with horizontal swords, and on the city gate and the city wall is a row of archers. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Wu Yuanqing and a few people ran to the front, and passed through the only gap in the middle of the horse rejection pile that could be passed sideways by one person, and they hurriedly asked: "Is the fire lit?"

"Back to my lord, the fire that Grandpa Cheng personally led people to light should have been lit," Captain Wu said.

"That's good, that's good," Wu Yuanqing said with a long breath.

Then he couldn't help but scold: "What do you say is a lie in fairy tales, it turns out that the novels are also deceitful, no wonder many people say that the empty city plan is made up by Luo Guanzhong, there is nothing at all, and there is no possibility of success." Now I have proved from my own experience that these people are really right."

"Release the arrows, release the arrows" Captain Wu saw that the enemy had rushed into the firing range, and hurriedly shouted loudly, as for Wu Yuanqing's swearing, he didn't have time to deal with it.

Dozens of archers on the city wall, standing high and shooting far, and the strength is enough, there is no need to deliberately aim, between breaths, two rounds of arrows were shot, and the dense arrow rain poured down, directly causing huge casualties to the enemy, and for a time the miserable howl suddenly sounded.

Some of the people who rushed to the front avoided the rain of arrows, but stepped on the trap that had been dug long ago, especially several of Liang Lie's henchmen, who rode horses with too much momentum, and even fell into the trap with people and horses, and then were pierced by the wooden thorns under the trap, and there were soldiers behind them who fell down, and it was impossible to stop early if they found it, because there were people with unknown circumstances pushing them behind them.

In the second half of the arrow rain attack range, the soldiers who were lucky enough to be outside the arrow rain attack range, saw that the robe in front of them was killed by the arrow rain in the blink of an eye, and nearly 100 people were injured, and they were so frightened that they wanted to retreat, but after turning around, they were horrified to find that they were already crowded with people behind them, and there were still a steady stream of people entering the long street of Dongcheng from the far doorway.

"Hurry up, let's go to the house and hide for a while," the organic spirit shouted loudly thinking that there were paved houses on both sides, which would allow them to dodge the arrows.

"I can't get in, the doors and windows are nailed," shouted the soldiers who smashed the door one after another.

"The alley here is also blocked."

"It's not good, someone in the room lit a fire, and the fire has already burned"

"Me too"

"Here too"

One scream after another rang out, and the dense soldiers on the street were horrified to find that all the houses on both sides were sparkling, and smoke was billowing from the roofs.

"Retreat, the enemy set fire to us and want to burn us"

"Hey, hey, hey, burn you? I'm going to shoot you to death" Standing on the back wall of a storefront, watching the firewood and grass in the house burn violently, Cheng Chumo was very proud of his masterpiece, and happened to hear the heart-rending shouts on the street, so he couldn't help but sneer and whispered.

"High-angle projectile in the center of the target street" As Cheng Chumo ordered, there were soldiers in the courtyards on both sides who were also on the task of setting fire and could hear his voice to convey the order in turn in the direction of their own measurements.

As the order arrived, the soldiers, who were both firefighters and archers, began to bend their bows and shoot arrows into the air.

meticulously executed the archery method that Wu Yuanqing taught them last night, throwing at a high angle.

Because their location is too close to the street, the straight-line distance is only thirty or forty meters, and there are houses to resist, if you want to shoot arrows, you have to shoot the enemy, Wu Yuanqing also thought about it for a long time, and tested it for a long time before he came up with the right angle, as well as the strength of the archery, these soldiers have tried many times last night to master the angle strength.

Standing on the city wall, Wu Yuanqing could clearly see anything happening on the street.

The houses on both sides of the street have been completely burned, and the raging fire is scorching everyone in it, at such a distance, Wu Yuanqing can smell the smell of barbecue, and everyone pushes and wants to stay away from the burning houses, but the street is so wide, even if it is squeezed into the middle, it still can't avoid the blazing burn. Not to mention the continuous falling arrows above their heads, shooting those who were lucky enough not to die one by one.

At first, people thought that it was just to prevent them from climbing through the earthen wall, but when the houses near the earthen wall were burned down, and the flames on both sides of the earthen wall sealed the street, they realized that the fire was not only to prevent them from coming, but the most important thing was to prevent them from escaping.

The retreat was blocked, the raging fires on both sides were also a dead end, and the East City Gate at the end of the long street where the Tang army was stationed became the only possible way to survive.

Upon discovering this, people who did not want to be burned to death flocked to the East City Gate.

But what made them desperate was that the huge trap in front of them took up more than half of the width of the street, and only the two sides could pass through, and after pushing me through the trap under the rain of arrows overhead, they found that there were no more survivors.

And less than one-tenth of the people were all wounded, and they had to face more than a hundred Tang troops who had been waiting for a long time, as well as archers on the city wall who had adjusted their attack targets.

It was an unequal battle, a premeditated massacre, and from the time they came to Dongcheng through the doorway, they had already stepped into the purgatory carefully prepared by Wu Yuanqing.

Wu Yuanqing stood on the city tower, looking at the battle on the street from a god's perspective and witnessing a massacre, at this moment Wu Yuanqing was a little unsure of what kind of mentality he was, he couldn't bear to be sad, but there was a faint hint of excitement, two points of happiness.

Not to mention that men will have a military complex, like bloody battles, and are eager to kill, even Wu Yuanqing, a dead house, feels excited and happy, which shows that this statement is indeed reasonable.

After completing the ignition mission, shooting the arrows in the quiver, the people sent out came back to restore their lives, and then joined forces to wipe out the remaining enemies.

"Happy, this battle is really happy" After helping to slash and kill under the city, Cheng Chumo ran up and said to Wu Yuanqing, the war maniac looked very satisfied with this battle.

"My lord, my lord, the enemy has been killed, I estimate that Liang Luoren has lost a thousand troops this time" At this time, Captain Wu also happily ran up to report.

"Have you killed them all," Wu Yuanqing asked silently.

"Well, all of them are dead," Captain Wu said excitedly: "Victory, my lord, we are victorious."

"Yes, we've won," Cheng Chumo nodded.

The north wind howled fiercely, the wind rose and the fire was rising, and in such a short time, from the fire point to the south, most of the eastern city had been completely plunged into a sea of fire.

"Victory fart, we're going to die"

(To be continued.) )