When Yang Zilu heard this, he looked sideways at Kan Pingtian, and became more and more suspicious in his heart that Kan Pingtian's background was not as simple as an ordinary nobleman, and he seemed to have a story that was different from ordinary people. But Yang Zilu didn't plan to ask, he knew that there were some things, and when it was time to say it, he would say it. The time is not right, no matter how he presses, Kan Pingtian will not spit out half a word.

On the contrary, the royal master on the side asked very nervously, "Master, is there no problem?" ”

When Yang Zilu heard this, he scolded with a hatred of iron and steel: "How can I have an apprentice like you, be bolder!" It's like hunting and killing rabbits! ”

"But you have heart palpitations when you kill fifteen hundred rabbits!" Yu Yu retorted angrily.

Yang Zilu rolled his eyes, he was speechless for this cheap apprentice. With a wave of his hand, he commanded, "Order everyone to prepare!" Prepare the reserves, as long as we survive today, God will help us solve them! ”

"Yes!" Yang Tugou, who was appointed by Yang Zilu as a herald, responded with a little excitement, and immediately roared loudly from outside, repeating Yang Zilu's words.

What made Yang Zilu very depressed was that these people had only undergone a short period of training, and they didn't know how to listen to the horn, and all communication relied on roaring. But Yang Zilu was a little relieved to see the alliance of the two clans, and the other party came to the communication by roaring.

"Attack!" He raised the spear in his hand and commanded loudly.

The alliance of the two clans was like a rabble, charging in a chaotic manner, but Yang Zilu couldn't be happy when he saw his own side. In fact, it's all 50 steps and 100 steps, half a catty and eight taels.

The untrained Jiukui tribesmen are also a mess, fighting on instinct. Fortunately, Yang Zilu has already divided the troops, the archers belong to the archers, the hand-to-hand combat belongs to the hand-to-hand combat, and a section of the city wall is guarded, which is slightly better than the alliance of the two clans.

As the combined forces of the two clans entered the firing range, Jiukui City began to launch a counterattack. The first to fight back was not a bow and arrow, but a primitive trebuchet made by Yang Zilu, so primitive that Yang Zilu was speechless. Three tough bamboos are tied together, with a fulcrum in the middle, a bamboo basket at one end, and a large stone at the other end. When you use it, use a rope to pull down the bamboo basket, put the stone bullet, and then let go, relying on the bamboo itself to throw the stone bullet out, the accuracy is simply miserable.

However, the morale of the enemy is not bad, and a trebuchet can project seven or eight fist-sized stones, although the accuracy is dismal. However, the combined forces of the two clans have 1,500 people to attack, and they will not attack in a sparse formation to reduce the number of long-range casualties. There will be a few unlucky eggs anyway. It turns out that Yang Zilu also underestimated.

When countless stone bullets fell from the sky, the alliance of the two clans was stunned, how could there be stones in the sky?

"Quick! Take the shield block! Although she was also shocked, she also knew that she had a reaction.

Hearing Chan Limeng's words, the nearby soldiers all took out their rudimentary shields to cover their heads. However, this is only a small group of people, and when a stone rain falls, the alliance of the two clans has already folded more than ten people before they can even see the enemy's face clearly, which is much more than Yang Zilu expected. This stone projectile is no bigger than the size of a fist, but when it is thrown from a high altitude, unless it is protected by a shield, it will be at least a fracture injury wherever it falls. Not to mention the alliance between the two clans, even the people of the Nine Kui tribe were greatly shocked, and there were earth-shattering cheers on the city wall.

"It's a pity!" Yang Zilu glanced at the trebuchet, and was quite dissatisfied in his heart, such a trebuchet actually needed ten people to work, otherwise he would not be able to pull the bamboo pole. For this reason, Yang Zilu didn't dare to build more, but let people make five sets and place them on the corner tower.

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"Are you afraid, warriors of the tribe? Have you forgotten hatred? Who burned our grain? Burn down our homes? Have you forgotten who is the strongest? It's a Sanli clan! Have the Sanli people now lost the courage to go forward? "Chanli Meng is worthy of being a patriarch in the prime of life, and his ability is very strong, and when he said it, he immediately aroused the fighting spirit of dozens of Sanli clansmen, and they took the lead in charging. These dozens of people immediately led the rest of the Sanli tribe to attack.

"Warriors of the Haiyan Tribe, aren't you even inferior to the Sanli tribe? Do you want them to see our sea salt department? Are we people from the Sea Salt Department cowards? Seeing the actions of the Sanli tribe, the chief of the Haiyan tribe felt a pang of shame in his heart, and stood up and roared loudly.

"Nope! We are not cowards! "All the people of the Sea Salt Department let out an earth-shattering roar.

"Good! Worthy of the warriors of the Sea Salt Department, attack! The Haiyan chieftain waved his spear towards Jiukui City.

"Attack!" The clansmen of the Haiyan tribe were also aroused by these words.

Morale on the battlefield is often high on one side and low on the other. Seeing the morale of the alliance of the two clans, as well as the earth-shattering roar, many people in the Nine Clans couldn't help but palpitate.

Seeing this, Yang Zilu secretly screamed badly, but now he could only count on the commanders of the other four city walls to effectively use words to stimulate the fighting spirit of the clansmen.

Yang Zilu walked to the city wall, held a sheathed short sword, and encouraged loudly: "Everyone, your family is behind you, have you forgotten the cruelty of the Sanli tribe?" Don't you want revenge on those who have suffered the atrocities of the prostitarians? Or are you so scared that you will abandon hatred? What do you do to be worthy of your family? ”

"Revenge! Avenge! A huge roar erupted from the city wall, and the anger of hatred, and the determination to defend the homeland were successfully stimulated by Yang Zilu.

"Humph! It's just a clown! Dying and struggling! Sanli Meng looked up at the eastern city wall where Yang Zilu personally fought, and a hint of jealousy flashed in his eyes, but in order to prevent a blow to morale, Sanli Meng pretended to be disdainful and said.

"Put!" When the combined forces of the two clans approached about sixty meters, Yang Zilu immediately ordered a projectile, because of the condescending position, coupled with the projectile, the hunting bow made of bamboo, which originally had a range of only more than 30 meters, was almost doubled at once.

However, the alliance of the two clans has been prepared for a long time, and the ones in front are equipped with more shields, and the quality of the hunting bow is average, although the quality of the shield is also average, but it still can't penetrate the shield. Yang Zilu couldn't help frowning, and ordered loudly: "Change the rocket!" ”

Rockets are made by mixing pine resin, animal fat, a small amount of sulfur, and there are not many of them. But at the moment, Yang Zilu can't take care of it, whether it is attacking or defending the city, morale is the most important. The first victory is especially important.

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