Panjiabao is not a professional military facility, so there is no such thing as a horse-faced watchtower for observation, and when the Turks rush to the bottom of the wall, they enter the blind spot of Pan Xiaogu's field of vision - unless he is stupid to lean against the edge of the wall and look down, if he does this, he will definitely be shot down by the Turkic archers below.

However, Pan Xiaogu also has a way, by observing the vibration of the exposed section of the ladder, he can know if anyone is climbing up, and the two ladders have begun to vibrate regularly.

"The Turks are coming up, poke them down with a fork!" In order to take care of the farmers who had no combat experience, Pan Xiaogu could only refine each command as much as possible.

When the people around the ladder heard the order, they stood up tremblingly, especially the "long-soldier" farmers with rakes and pitchforks, and were "surrounded" by their companions to the ladder.

A farmer with a pitchfork saw it, and immediately screamed and stabbed it with a pitchfork, and immediately there was an incomprehensible shouting and scolding from outside the wall, but because it was the first attack, the farmer did not exert much strength, so the Turks were not seriously injured, but they just retracted their hands, and after a while they lifted it up again, and the movement was even more fierce than just now, and half of his body jumped to the top of the wall at once, obviously wanting to climb the wall in one breath.

"These Turks are here to rob you of your property, and when they come in, they will kill you, take your wives and children and make them slaves, and if you don't want to die, you will beat them hard! Kill a Turk and reward five acres of land! Seeing that the Turks were about to climb over the wall, Pan Xiaogu hurriedly shouted loudly, and he didn't know where he had scratched the farmers' G-spot, and the farmers gathered around the ladder immediately turned red.

"Kill you Turkic dog!" The farmer closest to the Turks raised the hoe and smashed it over the opponent's head, the Turks struggled to raise their weapons to block the hoe and began to wrestle, but one stood on the ground, one body hung in the air, the battle between the two sides ended in the victory of the farmer, the first Turk who climbed up fell from the ladder with deep resentment, but at this height, the ground is full of people, and it is estimated that he will not be too seriously injured.

The battle gradually entered the white heat, both sides continued to learn in the battle, from the beginning of the rusty, a little bit of proficiency, the farmers defending the city gradually learned to attack the enemy who climbed up together, and several attempts to push the ladder on the wall, and succeeded once, but then the ladder was quickly set back, and the stone-throwers became more and more daring, and some people dared to look around first, and then throw the stone.

The Turks also made progress, they no longer all gathered together, but made a division of labor, some people held the ladder with shields on their heads, some people climbed up with shields, others slightly distanced, with bows and arrows to suppress the head of the city, the cavalry that was originally cruising in the distance also dismounted and approached the wall, because they found that under the wall they could avoid the shooting boundary on the watchtower, the Pan family in charge of archery could no longer find a target to shoot, Pan Xiaogu transferred half of the manpower to the wall to suppress the shooting, The others remained on the watchtower, so that the Turks could suppress the fire after they captured the city.

The Turks who attacked the gate still did not make much progress, and the gate of Panjiabao was made of heavy oak, which was not generally difficult for the Turks to prepare for the temporary timbering, not to mention the need to watch out for stones and arrows flying out of the gatehouse from time to time.

As the battle progressed, the casualties on both sides began to gradually increase, and often the farmers defending the city were shot to death by the Turks who were responsible for suppressing the fire under the wall because they were careless or unlucky, and some of the attacking Turks were also besieged and killed by the farmers.

"Pan Er, is the boiling water boiled?" Pan Xiaogu shouted at Pan Er, who was in charge of supervising the boiling of water inside the wall

"The boiling water is ready, sir!" Pan Er immediately responded.

"You lead people to come up from that side with boiling water, hide behind the female wall, be careful not to let the Turks find out, and then pour out the boiling water according to my orders!" Pan Xiaogu shouted, and after saying that, he felt uneasy again, and sent another guard over, "Liu Wu, you go over and teach Steward Pan what to do." ”

"All right, sir." Liu Wu took the order and left, and soon under his guidance, Pan Er took a group of aunts, carrying buckets of boiling water, and quietly touched a ladder, just when the Turks who climbed up just now were beaten down, and the next one was still in the middle of the ladder, so he didn't find the crisis on the wall.

"Stay out of the way," Pan Xiaogu waved at the others, and then regardless of whether these people were dodging or not, he ordered, "Pour water!" ”

Seven or eight buckets of steaming boiling water were splashed out together, an aunt didn't know whether she was too nervous or too strong, so she simply threw the bucket out together, the killer weapon was really easy to use, and a miserable howl sounded under the wall, Pan Xiaogu took a look at the adventure probe and found that there was an unlucky Turk who was directly thrown out of the bucket and buckled on his head, and he was still shirtless, this is good, the others are at most scalded and bald, a little painful, his whole body is like a boiled prawn, his whole body is hot and red, howling and running around, No matter where the burned part is touched, it will cause a more high-pitched scream.

Pan Xiaogu didn't continue to look at it, the Turks on this side of the attack would temporarily stop, he turned his attention to the other two Turks, although the boiling water was gone, but the aunts also prepared a pot of boiling oil, this thing is much more powerful than boiling water.

If you want to come, you will be ruthless, there is an idiom called adding fuel to the fire, Pan Xiaogu is ready to practice it now.

"Set the grass on fire!" When a few farmers holding hay heard the order, they immediately leaned the fire on the hay bale, poured tung oil hay and saw the sparks, and soon burned, and then without Pan Xiaogu's order, they threw the lit hay out according to the previous arrangement, and the position of the hay was specially arranged, mostly on both sides of the ladder, which made the Turks subconsciously gather around the ladder in order to avoid the flames and smoke.

With the help of the cover of thick smoke, Pan Xiaogu observed it, and when he saw that the time was ripe, he shouted: "Pour oil!" ”

The oil pan with boiling oil was pushed down the ladder, and the oil in the pot was lit on fire in advance, and the boiling oil pan spilled out, covering the faces of the Turkic people below, because it was more fully mixed with the air, and was soon ignited by the flames of the oil surface, and with a bang turned into a huge fire cloud, turning the bottom of the wall into a sea of fire, and the flames even rushed to the wall.

Seven or eight Turks were directly turned into fire people, desperate and painful rolling in the sea of fire, other Turks fled from the sea of fire in a hurry, while running while slapping the fire on their bodies, the archers took advantage of the chaos to release arrows again and again, and shot down a few Turks, the Turks reacted from this change, roared and released arrows again and again, but unfortunately Pan Xiaogu, who had been prepared, had already ordered others to dodge, and this round of fierce arrow rain had little gain.

"I hope that the Turks will temporarily retire after this blow." Pan Xiaogu muttered in a low voice