Chapter 15 Sharp Arrows Shoot Ten Thousand Slaves
"Ah......" The hot lead water drew a black line in the air, and a drop was poured on the Mongolian Tartar, and the roar of the Tartars and the neighing of the horses suddenly resounded under the city. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
The tartar, who had been splashed with lead, immediately fell from his horse, and his skin was so hot that his flesh was open, and he rolled on the ground with a painful face. A tartar with hemorrhoids on his face, who had no pity for his companion when he saw the tragic situation, wanted to beat his horse and step on his companion's body to continue the siege.
At this moment, a black disc-shaped object was seen falling from the sky with the sound of the wind. With a "bang", the head of the hemorrhoidal tartar was deflated at that time, and he could not die again after falling off the horse.
"Hahaha" After throwing down the iron pot containing lead water, looking at the tragic condition of the tartar, Ding Shoutie and Tie Weineng stood at the battlement and laughed loudly. Before they could laugh, the two felt that someone was pulling at their collar behind them.
This time it was too sudden, and the two of them couldn't stand and fell backwards. At the same time, several arrows from the Tartars flew past the door of the two men. After Ziren rescued the two, he saw several Mongolian Tartars holding bows and arrows under the city, with the full moon opening and sharp arrows pointing straight at the city.
"Stand on the shield!" Ziren gave an order, and several soldiers immediately rushed out from the left and right, holding rattan cards to block the front.
Sure enough, a moment later, the Tartars under the city fired arrows in unison.
Then I saw an arrow like a wild bee, covering the sky and the sun, and falling towards the city. As soon as Ziren helped Ding and Tie up, he heard a crackling sound in front of the shield like a raging storm. Looking through the gap in the rattan plaque, I saw that the city was already covered with arrows shot by Tartars.
"The generals don't panic, the gap is not big, and the Mongolian Tatars can't attack it!" After Ziren shouted, he turned around and glanced at the people behind him, and continued: "Wang Mingqiang, Wang Shouguan led the troops to the city to support, Ma Shinan and Nahai put arrows on the city to kill the enemy, Shoutie, you take people to move the ten thousand enemies, where did the iron egg give you the magic machine arrow before?" ”
When Lei Tietan and Zhou Daqi led their troops to help defend Dongcheng, Ziren was worried that the two of them would not be able to parry, so he deliberately took out multiple boxes of bees (32 pieces) and a group of leopards and arrows (49 pieces) and allocated them to the two.
Lei Tie Bullet understood, and immediately led people to bring all the rockets, and after the posture was in place, Ziren glanced at the Tartar cavalry crowded outside the city, and shouted, "Release the arrow!" ”
When the words landed, nearly a thousand fire ropes were ignited instantly, and for a while, smoke suddenly appeared in the city, and rockets with several steps across the city roared through the clouds.
Tail flames accompanied by "Whoosh! Sou! The sound of arrows is as ubiquitous as a downpour of rain. The dense Mongolian Tatar slaves outside the city suddenly became living targets, rolling and howling in the rain of arrows. Patches of Mongol cavalry fell on this land that did not belong to them.
A Tartar who had been swept through the door by the rocket tail flame fell to the ground and clutched the door full of burning bubbles, wailing desperately. But as soon as he shouted twice, another rocket shot into his gaping mouth, helping the Tartar to get rid of his 'pain' once and for all.
The back of the Tartar outside the city was in chaos for a moment, and at this time, Ziren saw a soldier who had lost his legs lying on the inside of the city wall. The blood-covered mouth was still clenched to a piece of minced flesh and passed out there, and there was a bloody Tartar lying beside him, presumably fainting after a bloody battle with the Tartar.
Seeing that his soldiers were so loyal and brave, Ziren, as the chief general, was enthusiastic in his heart. Regardless of the leg injury, he spotted a Mongolian cavalryman who was fighting with the soldiers at the gap, and jumped up from the city wall with his left foot. With all his strength he pounced, and the tartar was unsuspectingly thrown from his horse.
Taking advantage of the panic of the Tartar under him, the saber in Ziren's hand stabbed the enemy in the abdomen several times. "Ahh After letting out a pig-killing roar, the Tartar's eyes stopped moving, and he was already dead.
Ziren got up and leaped forward, turned over and rode on the Tartar's horse. Who would have thought that this Mongolian horse would actually recognize the master, and when he saw Ziren riding on him, he immediately became manic. Raised the two front legs high, and the hind legs stood up, trying to throw off this unsolicited Mingren.
Ziren immediately exerted force on his thighs, clamped the horse's belly tightly, pulled the reins tightly with his left hand, and sat very firmly on the horse's back. Seeing that the Mongolian horse failed to throw Ziren off, he jumped up and down in a frenzy, and it seemed that he would not give up if he did not fall Ziren.
"Brute!" Looking at the Mongolian cavalry who was about to kill in front of him, a trace of killing intent flashed in Ziren's blood-red eyes. With the force of his legs, he jumped up from the horse's back, spun halfway in the air, and slashed at the head of the Mongolian horse with a sword. The sword flashed, and the horse immediately fell, followed by his master's death.
After repeated efforts, Ziren's leg injury was affected. It was inevitable that he would be a little unstable when he landed, and at this time, he rode another Mongolian Tartar to kill, and the swarthy iron-headed stick smashed towards Ziren's Tianling Gai with the sound of the wind.
Seeing that Ziren was about to be injured, the Mongolian Tartar suddenly felt a sense of weightlessness and fell off his horse. It was Wang Mingjian and Wang Shouguan who arrived in time, and Qi Qi swung his sword and cut off the four legs of the Tartar mount.
After the tartar fell to the ground, Ziren also stabilized his body, and was furious when he almost died. The knife was stabbed directly at the face door of the Tartar, and the Tartar was not given in vain, so he raised a pair of big hands to protect the face door in a hurry.
Seeing this, Ziren lifted his dantian qi, grabbed the handle of the knife with both hands and stabbed it fiercely. The tip of the knife pierced Tartar's hands with undiminished force, piercing into Tartar's right eye.
The tartar was in pain, and the strength in his hand weakened a little. Ziren took advantage of the situation and stabbed through the Tartar's head.
"Ziren is doing well!" This Sun Shoujing also arrived with his troops, shouted and led his family to join the battle. The morale of the soldiers was greatly boosted under the leadership of Ziren, and the battle gradually began to develop in favor of the defender.
After dodging the attack of a Tartar, Sun Shoujing brandished a long knife and slashed at his opponent's waist with great force. The long steel knife slashed through the enemy's waist almost unhindered, until the tartar was split in half, and Sun Shoujing dragged the knife back a few steps. came to Ziren's side and said, "Ziren, your leg is fine!" ”
"Don't worry, as long as there is a Tartar to kill, my injury will be fine immediately!" After Ziren replied, seeing that Sun Shoujing was still worried, he said half-jokingly: "It's not that I said Third Brother Sun, why are you not as good as me." ”
"Beware of the enemy!" Before Sun Shoujing could reply, Ding Shoutie, who was in the city, saw that the rockets could not attack the Tartars at the foot of the city, and prepared to throw away the 10,000 enemies who were urgently transported.
Ziren immediately beckoned the rattan players to step forward, and at the same time led everyone to temporarily retreat.
Suddenly, the fire flickered at the gap, and dozens of thousands of enemies exploded together with a loud bang, and the scattered sharp weapons flew towards the Tartar with a shrill wind sound that could tear through the eardrums. (To be continued.) )