readx; Under the protection of the shield guards, the enemy soldiers began to slowly erect the ladder, as the top of the ladder leaned in the direction of the city wall. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info The enemy soldiers below let go at the same time, and the ladder crashed to the top of the city wall under the force of gravity. At the same time that the ladder touched the city wall, the enemy soldiers waiting below frantically climbed the ladder like ants climbing up a tree.

When the enemy soldiers were halfway up, the quick-eyed defenders found some thick wooden stakes two feet long. Four or five men lifted the stake, put it on top of the ladder, and pushed it outward. The soldier at the end of the ladder saw that the situation was not good, and jumped off the ladder quickly, while the soldier who was lying in the middle fell into bad luck, or fell and cried his father and mother, or was directly killed by the collapsed ladder.

The enemy did not give up, and once again erected the ladder on the city wall and continued to climb up. With the experience of the previous experience, this time the enemy army learned wisely, and tied ropes to the third and half of the lower parts of the ladder. The end of the rope was thrown to the ground, and a large number of soldiers pulled the rope and fixed the ladder to prevent the defenders from overturning the ladder again.

The defenders, who had no choice but to abandon the stakes, take bows and arrows, and shoot arrows with all their might above the ladder to prevent the enemy from climbing the wall. At first, it was effective in preventing the enemy from climbing, but as time went on, the output of the arrows began to lose track of the rhythm, and the enemy was not afraid to climb up, and the defenders began to be unable to resist. Seeing that the enemy army was about to climb the city wall, at this moment, a group of forty men dressed in green clothes appeared, each carrying a wooden barrel with boiling hot oil.

At this time, Wei Hong had already evacuated the eaves of the city and returned to a safe position. Seeing that the servants had brought the hot oil, Wei Hong didn't say a word, pointed to the four ladders and shouted, "Pour the hot oil down the ladder for me!" Come one by one, don't scramble! ”

Although the male servants were all timid and fearful, before they even went to the city wall, they were so frightened by the atmosphere of the battlefield that their legs trembled. But at this time, when they climbed the city wall and were strictly ordered by Wei Hong, even if they were afraid, the male servants did not dare to slack off, and ran towards the ladder with oil drums. The manservant who ran to the ladder first, carrying the wooden handle of the oil drum in one hand and dragging the bottom of the bucket with the other, poured it on the enemy troops on the ladder. The moment the hot golden oil poured down, a crackling sound of frying sounded, followed by a deafening wail.

Under the offensive of hot oil, the enemy troops were temporarily forced back. There was a little family member who was about fifteen or sixteen years old, carrying an oil drum and trembling to the top of the ladder closest to Wei Hong. As a result, just as he was about to water, an arrow was shot at the oil drum, and the end of the arrow was constantly shaking due to the remaining force. The little housekeeper was so frightened that his little face turned white, screamed, and threw the oil drum out violently. As a result, it did not burn the enemy, but instead burned a few defenders next to him.

Among them was a defender, long thin and dark, but with a great temper. After being scalded by the hot oil, the defenders wrinkled their eyebrows and glared, and reached out to grab the little man by the collar. While pushing the little family out of the city wall, he cursed: "Grandma, you little thing can make a mess!" Lao Tzu was not killed by the bow and arrow of the Tuyuhun wild dog, but was fried by your little rabbit cub! Grandpa must throw you down and fall to your death! ”

Zhang Gui, who was not far away, saw this scene and turned a blind eye, allowing the angry defenders to attack Xiao Jiading. For Zhang Gui, on the battlefield, the most important thing is the soldier, and it is absolutely unforgivable to accidentally hurt his own people!

This little family member was too young, and he was already frightened by the purgatory-like atmosphere of the battlefield, and at this time, he was pushed out by the guards, and he was even more frightened and cried. His hands tightly grasped the guard's wrists, his face was full of snot and tears, and he wailed: "Grandpa, grandpa, grandpa!" Woo woo, I was wrong, don't push me down, woo woo! ”

The more the little family cried bitterly, the more disgusted the guards became, not only the defenders who were burned by the oil, but the rest who were not burned also showed a look of disdain and disgust. Not far from here, there was an eight-foot-tall soldier, pouting his lips while shooting arrows, and snorted coldly: "It's annoying enough to listen to the screams of the Tuyuhun wild dogs, and I have to listen to your screams!" With that, the guard shouted at the thin and black soldier: "Throw him down and let Lao Tzu be quiet!" ”

Just when Xiao Jiading's legs were hanging in the air and he was about to be thrown off the city wall, Wei Hong on the side couldn't stand it anymore and walked over. At the moment when the guards let go and Xiao Jiading fell, Wei Hong stretched out his hand violently, grabbed Xiao Jiading's collar, and pulled Xiao Jiading back. Xiao Jiading thought that he was dead, and he was already scared stupid, so he looked at Wei Hong blankly.

In fact, no one is to blame for this, after all, Xiao Jiading is still young, and it is really difficult for him to let him come to such a tragic battlefield. In addition, the defender who threw people was not wrong, when he was defending the city with all his might, he was accidentally injured by this little thing, and his temper should have been hot.

Under everyone's gaze, Wei Honglifted his foot and kicked Xiao Jiading's ass and kicked Xiao Jiading to a stumbling side. Before Xiao Jiading could stand firmly, he slapped Xiao Jiading on the back of the head again. This slap summoned the soul of the little family back. Seeing that Xiao Jiading was about to cry again, Wei Hong glared and shouted angrily: "Don't go back yet!" ”

The little family member who was about to cry was drunk by Wei Hong, and he stopped crying instantly, glanced at Wei Hong very gratefully, and fled off the city wall with a roll.

After the little family disappeared, Wei Hong yelled at the servants who poured the hot oil: "I have widened my eyes." Lao Tzu is not a good person, he can save one, but he can't save a group of you! If anyone accidentally injures his own people, Lao Tzu will pretend not to see it and let the defenders clean you up! ”

Under Wei Hong's shouts and the watchful eyes of the defenders, the male servants did not dare to be sloppy anymore. Even though the arrows rained down and his companions fell frequently, he didn't dare to be reckless, so he walked to the ladder without hurry, and saw the enemy and poured it down. As the valets began to get into the groove and more or less accustomed to the atmosphere of the battlefield, the action of pouring hot oil became more handy. For a time, the four ladders became ornaments, and no enemy could climb up.

The manservants stabilized, and just as Wei Hong was about to go to appease the scalded guard, he saw that the guard had been killed by the enemy's bow and arrow. The arrow hit the defender in the eye, and the defender lay on the wall like a puddle of mud, his expression distorted and deformed, apparently suffering greatly before he died. (To be continued.) )