The streets and alleys are full of messes, and the figures are surrounded by ruins and broken walls.

Luckily, Sulla survived again, and when the oncoming fire oil bomb exploded at the head of the queue under his personal command, he covered his neck and the back of his head because he was wearing a well-protected luan pocket;

So I didn't like everyone else, in the flames flowing and splashing on my head, I was directly contaminated with the exposed body and burned my forehead, and I rolled and struggled all over the ground with a painful wail.

Instead, he jumped into the ditch and mud on the side of the road like a god to put out the fire, so except for the burns on the shoulder and the back of his neck, there was no more damage, and he also escaped the search of the Southern army who hastily cleaned up the battlefield.

It was only after the Southern Army had retreated and shrunk its forces that he was able to return to his own battle sequence, but after being treated with a plaster herb, he was immediately assigned back to the front-line battle sequence.

However, the number of soldiers under his command has shrunk again, and there are only sixty or seventy soldiers with miscellaneous weapons, and even the most rudimentary leather armor is not fully equipped.

And their task is to take advantage of their familiarity with the terrain and intersperse them in the narrow streets and alleys, waiting for an opportunity to sneak attack, and create some trouble and obstacles for the progress and steps of the invasion of the Southern Army.

Because of the burns and dressings on his neck, he could only wear a soft purple, and the bandaged left arm was completely exposed under the armor, but it seemed that his nickname "lucky" was once again useful.

He had not been defeated in several battles, but had just attacked and killed a group of wounded Confederate soldiers who had been gathered in the alley to be transported, and stripped them of their armor and ordnance to make his team look more presentable.

Then use these soldiers wearing the armor uniforms of the Southern Army as the vanguard and outer columns, swaggering through the streets and alleys, so as to return to their own control area.

In fact, as the Southern Army steadily marched step by step, the specific tactics of setting fire and demolishing large areas of buildings began to take effect; The effectiveness of these small groups of scattered raiders has been greatly diminished with the compression of the space for their activities.

After several sorties, there are fewer and fewer teams that can return to their original places to replenish; In other words, because of the tension and intensity of the battle, many predetermined sortie points and alternate return points can easily become fierce battlefields, or have been occupied by the enemy.

So, he needed to find a safe way back, or at least he felt he needed to bandage and medicate himself again, because the burns on the back of his neck had become itchy and painful with the sweat and the flail torn open by the violent movements.

He had seen the wounded who could only be placed in the open field, full of buzzing mosquitoes and flies, or numb from the festering maggots on their wounds, and they could not even cry out and were dying.

At least, as a general, he can still get some pitiful preferential treatment and convenience, so worried, he kept following the gesture of the leader, and jumped into a narrow ditch full of sludge.

As a valuable experience in escaping death from the previous stabbing, he put down his stature and reserve in time, and learned how to be good at justifying these ditches and alleys scattered throughout Luodu as a cover and shield for acting and hiding, and to protect himself to the greatest extent.

Although it has the most complex smell and stench in the world, and from time to time it can be said all sorts of creepy "surprises"; Sometimes people will inexplicably bring some uninvited gadgets; Occasionally, there were people whose boots were cut and pierced, and they had to withdraw from the battle sequence.

But at the same time, it also avoided and weakened the attention of the Southern Army to the greatest extent possible in search and inspection.

The sound and movement of a heavy object rolling across the road, and with a wave of his hand, the subordinates behind him suddenly crouched down as if they were conditioned.

These shirtless and sweaty soldiers were not pushing the usual baggage carts, but a dark and shiny cannon, and there were not more than a dozen of them that were connected to each other when they spied out.

This is a cannon, the rarest object and military equipment of the Northern Dynasties, and it is also a militaristic weapon that the Southern Dynasties have always controlled and blockaded strictly, and has never been able to spy on it.

Although there were some equipment in the army of the Northern Dynasties, most of them were old enough to go back to the events before the Yiwei Rebellion;

Because after the outbreak of the Yiwei Rebellion, the craftsmen and skills of the North and South Prisons of the Jingzhong Arsenal and the attached artillery yards were lost in the turmoil.

Later, even if Emperor Chengguang reopened the Tang River, the corresponding cannon-making ability was limp with the turbulent world. As a result, many key skills are missing, and there are few qualified finished products due to repeated casting failures.

Therefore, almost all of the heavy artillery that can be used in the north is the thick-barreled heavy artillery placed on the head of the city, or some of the trophies captured from the South China Sea coalition army in the eastward advance of the Western Army, but because it cannot be successfully imitated, it has always been in a state of self-cherishing with a broom less than once.

This time, Luodu attacked and defended, except for those gun positions on the outer Guo city wall that could not be moved at all, the rest were transported to the north of the city in advance, and were used to strengthen many key points such as Miyagi Ouchi.

It was precisely because of the existence of these artillery positions that the southern army that was resting in the siege of the city tried to release the ship through Luoshui and detour to the north city and make a flank attack after capturing the western city wall, but was always thwarted on the surface of the Luoshui River.

"Adorn them ......"

So, at this moment, Sulla blessed his heart on the spot and gave an order.

"Keep your distance ......"

So this small unit, covered in sludge and the smell of ditches, followed these tightly escorted artillery wagons, and went straight through several blocks, at least two checkpoints, without being interrogated or intercepted.

Then, the vision suddenly opened up, but it had already entered a burned city, but it was demolished.

In the vast area, bounded by a ditch that has been filled in by several sections, it is obliquely divided into two parts and is fighting back and forth.

As the gun wagons entered the dug pile, violent tremors and deafening noises filled the air nearby, accompanied by a thick smoke of gunpowder.

The well-built barricades, as well as the Northern Army pouring out from behind, were all beaten to pieces, blasting out several bloody gaps, and had to retreat in a hurry;

In particular, a thing called a chain bomb bombed the crowd that rushed out of the entire small street as if it had been smashed from the inside, and suddenly set off a storm of flesh and blood.

At least a dozen or so people to twenty or thirty people were densely piled together, and the whirling chain bullets were torn apart and cut on the spot, leaving behind broken limbs and flowing organs.

Seeing this, Sulla's breathing also became rapid and suppressed, and he felt that he should do something.

Moments later, trampling on the gunner's corpse, Sula pushed sideways through a gun carriage that was about to ignite, and happened to be facing a side by side gun carriage.

Suddenly the fire burst out with a loud bang, almost close to the bombardment of the gun carriage, and the huge force suddenly smashed it and disintegrated on the spot, and then flew out with a dull humming sound, smashing the heavy barrel on another gun carriage that was about to fire.

The gun cart was smashed and fell forward suddenly, blasting a large amount of dust from the ground, and then flying backwards and rolling on the powder cart stacked in the back, smashing several operators and baggage soldiers together, and suddenly provoking a larger-scale explosion.

With the huge cloud of smoke gushing up, the iron bullets piled on the side were also blown out, knocking down and accidentally injuring many nearby gunners and baggage soldiers.

Even Sula, who was standing nearby, was swept over by the air wave and planted on an earthen wall

Sulla, who was struggling again with blood in his mouth, saw a mess of artillery positions and the men who were scattered in pursuit of the remnants of the enemy.

Suddenly, he seemed to hear a voice in the dark, "Pang Qingyun's achievements have been achieved, fire prevention, theft prevention, and brother." ”

I just got helped to sit down on the edge of the wall,

But at the same time, he faced the friendly troops who had just taken advantage of the situation to defeat the enemy, but at this time, he did not spare any hand, and continued to kill them, and suddenly cut down and chopped down the first few soldiers who were stunned and caught off guard.

"Stop, we're our own people......"

Sulla roared with the last of her strength.

"Stop, don't kill ...... again"

However, the other party continued to surround and kill as if it turned a deaf ear, and for a while, swords, swords, and shadows flew flesh and blood.

And Sula, who was lying in the corner, could only watch as his subordinates, who were easily gathered, were slashed and killed on the spot by friendly troops belonging to the same camp, and then happily chopped off his head and hung it on his waist.

One of the leading generals proudly declared:

"This great achievement should be my winged tiger...... Lei Heng received it."

Sura suddenly felt a little stunned and confused in his heart, and actually encountered the scene of friendly troops fighting for merit and killing good.

At this time, another team of horses rushed over and knocked the gathered crowd apart.

"Cannon, sure enough, it's the cannon of the southern rebellion,"

The leading rider shouted loudly.

"Quick, get all this back for me......"

"The Generalissimo's Mansion must be rewarded......"

However, the previous group of soldiers stopped on the spot, and drew their swords one after another, and under the leadership of the general named Winged Tiger Lei Heng, they surrounded the abandoned artillery carriages of the Southern Army.

"Bastard...... Stuff"

"Which one dares to rob Lao Tzu of the credit for his hard work......"

"A certain Naijing army and horse army all know Zhou Xuan and manage the affairs of this war zone."

The new rider said with a condescending and awe-inspiring face

"All the merits and rewards of the army should be punished and tested by the army......"

"These artillery trucks have been requisitioned on the spot, and they will be rewarded for you when they turn back......"

"Let go of your mother's fart, we are obeying the order directly to Xiao Zhang Yanei......"

The general named Lei Heng shouted angrily without hesitation

"You Jingying can't control the head......"

"Nonsense, if you capture something under your jurisdiction, the Beijing army will have the expediency to enter the collection and management......"

The cavalry general Zhou Xuan threatened unmoved

"Good dogs don't get in the way,. Get out of the way quickly......"

"Don't let something go un......expected"

Both sides of the group were excited

"Bastard ......"

"Killing ......"

"Dog ......"

"Are you looking for death......

"Do you want to do one?

The two sides were shouting and scolding each other, and they were about to fight on the spot without saying a word.

This entanglement, but I heard a louder noise

However, the defeated and retreating Southern army went and returned, and they obviously would not easily let go of the losses of these artillery trucks, and soon made a comeback into this ruined neighborhood.

For a while, Sula, who was ignored and left out in the cold, became a spectator and a bystander in a sense.