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The sound of "click-......" resounded endlessly in the urn city, and the ladder with a canine-like barb was firmly fastened to the battlements.

"Ho ......" Countless Hu soldiers under the city cheered. There are even some Hu soldiers who can't wait, with shields and scimitars, and have begun to climb upwards again.

Arrows and crossbows rained down, and then countless bottles and jars weighing two catties fell, and in the air, some white powder was scattered towards the city.

Many of the Hu soldiers smelled a choking and pungent smell, but most of them were still in a daze. But some veterans, those old people who had participated in siege battles, had already howled loudly and sharply: "Ash can, lime can, close your eyes." ”

It's too late to speak. The lime canisters that fell from the urn city smashed on the lower end of the ladder one after another, and exploded, and the lime powder inside spread like smoke, and for a while everywhere was covered in white. Listening to the miserable screams that kept ringing, I don't know how many Hu soldiers threw down a qiē in their hands, covered their eyes and rolled on the ground and cried.

"My eyes ......"

It's really a weapon to defend the city. Exploded one by one, choking lime powder flew everywhere in the fierce north wind, and a large area of Hu Bing who had been recruited lay on the ground. Foot archers and crossbowmen took the opportunity to harvest their lives. And because the lime powder is at the bottom, the wind can blow it away, but it is difficult to blow it back up to the top of the city ten feet high.

When lime invades the eyes, it will immediately be painful, making people unable to open their eyes at all, and after a long time, it will be the end of blindness.

Usually the eyes are hit with quicklime and cannot be cleaned with water. I had to use vegetable oil, but where to find vegetable oil during this siege? Besides, Hu people don't eat much vegetable oil.

Therefore, even if the generals of Hu Bing knew how to save their wounded soldiers, it was unlikely that they would be able to save them.

More and more lime powder was piled up under the root of the urn city wall, and many of the Hu soldiers were covered in patches of white. Although they avoided the vital eye damage, they all coughed and had difficulty breathing.

Together with the wounded soldiers screaming on the ground, the Hu soldiers under Weng Cheng were like ants on a hot pot and turned into a pot of porridge.

"Stone, throw." The leading lieutenant shouted loudly.

The city was originally densely packed with Hu soldiers who were besieging the city. There is no need to aim at anything to throw, plus the lime canister is down, the city is white and blurred, how can those Hu soldiers see the next action in the city?

Only some veterans coughed so badly that they didn't let go of their shields on the ground, or they desperately rushed into the ladder carriage. When the dense stones fell from the city, I listened to the terrible screams of the city's life, which penetrated into the people's houses, and a group of Hu soldiers were hit by the thrown stones.

Those rocks that were thrown down. The heavy ones weigh dozens of pounds, and the light ones weigh more than a dozen pounds. Falling from a height of ten zhang in the sky, its momentum is so ferocious, and it is also considered a broken tendon and fracture if it hits it. A lot of heavy gravel smashed directly on the ladder truck, and the clattering ladder truck couldn't parry. And those who fell on people were directly smashed into a pile of rotten meat. Even if some Hu soldiers raised their shields, they couldn't support the gravity on them at all, and even small stones fell with hundreds of catties of force, and they were also smashed to vomit blood and fracture.

Some of the rocks will jump and roll on the ground after they hit the ground, just like the rolling of a thunderbolt. It's all the same thing, it's just Hu Bing's legs and feet that are unlucky.

The people next to him either covered their eyes and howled in misery, or were smashed into pulp by the stone. By this time, the courage of the brave Hu soldiers had disappeared.

Both veterans and novices turned their heads and fled back like headless flies.

There was even a push between them. It's a mess, and I don't know who didn't kill anyone.

Looking at the appearance of the soldiers and wolves under the city, the Han army in the city cheered. In particular, Ding Zhuang, who was transferred to the city to transport supplies, saw the situation under the city. and the appearance of the soldiers and wolves fleeing, and at the same time relieved their hatred, their confidence increased greatly, and the cheers were more energetic than the soldiers.

The curtain came to an end with a ferocious attack by the Hu soldiers, leaving only corpses and wounded people all over the ground, as well as thrown ladders.

……

The lime fog and dust had been cleared, and Hu Bing rearranged his formation behind the heavy armor soldiers, and the wells and rushing cars continued to advance. Under the urn city, there were piles of meat and mud parts, all kinds of stumps and broken arms, scattered and blurred internal organs were yellow and white, and corpses were all over the ground.

Blood, pools of blood, dark red blood stains all over the ground, shining with an icy glow in the cold wind. The blood shed by these Hu soldiers has quickly condensed into red ice in the cold wind.

With a disgusting smell of blood, there were also desperate moans and cries in the wind.

Many of the Hu soldiers in the city who were smashed by rocks and broke their hands and feet, injured their bodies, or whose eyes were blinded by lime and were lucky enough not to be stoned and trampled to death, were unable to escape, but only wailed and groaned and waited for their companions to lend a helping hand.

"Click, click......" Taking advantage of the gap when Hu Bing retreated slightly, the machete and heavy axe wielded by the knife and axe hand slashed at the barb on the cloud ladder that was buckled upside down with the battlements-flying hook.

One, two, three...... There was a click, and the sound of wood cracking.

"It's broken here, with a striker, with a fork, with a quick fork—"

Under the command of the officer, a group of Ding Zhuangli men used a long thick round bamboo pipe, wrapped a large thick head on the head, shouted slogans, and rushed viciously at the cloud ladder from the side.

There was a bang, and the rod slammed into the top of the ladder. "Ahh Ha ...... "Dozens of people worked together, and they saw that the ladder was raised to one side first, and the angle of inclination slowly increased, increased, and then increased. "Boom-" finally tilted completely, and the whole body fell crookedly to the other side.

It was like a towering tree collapsing, and with a rumbling sound, the top of the ladder smashed into another ladder cart not far away.

"Click, click......" There was a sound of forest logging breaking and falling. The two ladders were cracked, broken wood splashed, wooden thorns flew sideways, and the shattered mess was shattered.

It's a pity that it can't be like dominoes, one smashed the other, the other was brought to the third, and the third was ......

The ladder has a huge body and a heavy territory, and its thick holding power makes it inherently lacking the foundation of the 'domino effect'. One sheet falls and all gathers down. Most of the collisions could only smash the upper end of the second ladder, but could not lift its stocky lower body.

But that's enough. When Hu Bing howled and rushed up for the second time, there were less than forty intact ladder trucks left in front of the urn city.

However, as the Hu soldiers holding swords, axes and shields on the clouds pounced again, the Hu cavalry camp in the distance shouted a tidal wave of cheers.

"Golden juice."

"Scald them to death......"

The cauldrons of boiling dung juice were burning on the many stoves on the city walls, and the stench was overwhelming, and it was even more vicious. Boiling hot, many soldiers Ding Yong was gritting his teeth and scooping a spoonful of boiling dung juice with a long spoon, and poured his head and face to Hu Bing, who was climbing the ladder below.

Last time, Hu Gou couldn't help fighting, and the lime jar and lime stone alone were cooked. This treasure that has been prepared for a long time is only now used.

A miserable howl that did not resemble a human voice sounded, and the golden juice kept falling, and even those Hu soldiers with shields covered it were inevitably poured and splashed by the boiling dung juice, and one by one they howled and fell down the ladder.

As the golden juice continued to fall, bundles of firewood and grass with saltpeter and sulfur were set on fire and thrown from the city. "Burn them!" The city was in flames again.

Although the gunpowder of this time and space has completely changed its taste, there is no doubt about saltpeter, sulfur combustion, and poisonous gas. There was a lot of saltpeter and sulfur in the firewood and grass. When lit, the fire is accompanied by smoke, and soon the wood inside will also burn.

Ladders burned. Pieces of Hu soldiers were affected, turning into burning people who were on fire and rolling on the ground. It is more effective to use fire attacks against the Hu people than against the Han people.

These guys, who eat meat all day long, not only have a smell on their bodies, but their clothes are even shiny. In winter, Hu Bing's armor is wearing a thick leather robe, and the thick layer of oil accumulated over the outside of the leather robe can be put on a set of leather armor in winter. But in a fire, it is the best combustible and flammable thing.

It was the Hu soldiers under the city who were not dyed by the sparks and covered their faces. In the thick smoke, there were still many people coughing and panting, and their eyes were so red and swollen that they could barely open them. The Han army defending the city also took the opportunity to throw the red-hot coal in the furnace one by one, and the even hotter Hu soldiers howled.

The soldiers were burned to death and wounded countless people. Looking down from the air, the position of the urn city outside the north gate of Beiling City seems to be shrouded in fire and smoke, even like the posture of burning the city.

But the Hu soldiers did not retreat twice, although the gold juice and fireworks that came down from the city made them tremble. But the blade behind him could kill them. Luckily, there were a few ladders where the 'downward effect' was not good, and the dense Hu soldiers continued to attach ants. But they didn't get much better, the offensive and defensive equipment in Beiling City was too perfect, when the Hu soldiers with swords and shields howled and climbed to the upper half of the ladder. I saw a log full of barb-like sharp iron nails smashed down on the head, and the leader of the Hu soldiers only had time to shout: "Thorn Thorn ........." was smashed down from the ladder by the log full of sharp iron tips, his arm was broken, the shield was thrown far away, and his chest was intimately touched by thorns, and the flesh was blurred, and it was covered with thick holes and thorns.

The thorns were connected by iron chains at both ends, and when they rolled down from the city, they swept down the ladder and swept away all the Hu soldiers within the distance of the chains. Even if a few people are lucky enough not to die, throwing it off the high ladder is a meatloaf.

Seven or eight zhang high places fell down, and the underground Hu soldiers did not dare to connect. One by one, they didn't even have a chance to roll on the ground and howl in pain.

Two iron chains are wrapped around a wooden wheel fixed to the head of the city, and it only takes the soldiers of the two mountains to shake the wooden wheel together to draw water to take back the thorns to the head of the city.

Just like now, after the flesh-stained thorns were put to the bottom, with a sound of orders and creaking wooden wheels from the city, the thorns that were still ticking blood were withdrawn from the city.

The Hu soldiers on the ladder suffered like this, and the Hu soldiers on the other ladders were not much better, they were viciously slapped on the ladder by the wolf teeth that fell on the head, and everyone died miserably, and the corpses were full of holes.

Even the ladder creaked and creaked with an overwhelming sound.

The wolf's tooth pat, made of elm locust wood, is one zhang five feet long, six feet three inches wide, and seven inches thick. There are hundreds of iron nails with wolf teeth, all of which are one foot long. Weigh one pound and six taels, the cloth is nailed on the pat, the wood is six inches and three points, the bladed knife is embedded on all sides, the four corners are nailed rings, and the rope is slid and twisted on the pulley, and the hook is on the city. The enemy ants are attached to the siege city, pulling up and falling, very sharp.

It is much heavier than thorns, and a sturdy ladder. After three or two blows, they will be destroyed.

Therefore, the Hu soldiers who encountered the wolf's tooth slap were also worse than the Hu soldiers who encountered the thorns, the thorns only smashed the head and chest, but the wolf teeth slapped directly smashed the whole person.

"Fire pot ——, put!"

The well and the cart were close at hand, and the bed crossbowmen on the city wall replaced their arrows and placed a can of oil wrapped in coarse cloth on the bed crossbow. The grease-soaked coarse cloth was lit, and with the whining sound of "whoosh...... a jar full of grease accurately hit the behemoths ten or twenty paces away.

The fire pot is uneven though. But at such a distance, it is enough to ensure an accurate hit on the target.

Arrows rained down. Precisely on the urn city, more on the city wall behind the urn city.

These fire oils are the supreme weapon for defending the city, and they are wasteful to deal with ladder trucks, let alone use them against the Hu soldiers below. Only behemoths that can completely threaten the safety of the city, such as wells and carts, are the first objects of their incineration.

Whether the oil seers the well and the car is burned, or whether the well and the car are sent to conquer the city first, this is a matter of time. The one who grabs is a 'first'!

With an unusually loud trumpet, the "wooden towers" that were slowly moving forward stopped abruptly only two feet away from the head of the city of Wengcheng. The remaining Hu soldiers under the city regrouped, and most of them gathered behind the wells and the rushing cars. The remaining small part ran to the remaining ladder and climbed up the ladder for the third time.

"Boom—"

"Boom—"

"Boom—"

Without warning, the front plate of twenty wells and rushing cars suddenly toppled down, and a wooden bridge three zhang square, wrapped in wet rawhide, hung with several or a dozen fire arrows, "boomed" on the head of the city in the helpless eyes of the soldiers of the Han army defending the city. Immediately, a number of suspension bridges were formed in the sky. One end is erected at the head of the urn city, and the other end is connected with a towering "wooden tower".

"Kill, kill, kill—"

The deafening shouts of killing sounded, making people's blood surge and roaring out of their inner tension. The Huqi heavy infantry, which had already switched positions with the archers, rushed out.

These elite horsemen are all wearing double iron armor, holding a round leather shield in one hand and a war knife in the other, and the light leather shield is blocked in the head and chest when charging, and the knife edge sticks out outward, like a giant beast with thick armor and sharp horns on its head, sweeping across the suspension bridge in the air......

"Fire pots—" Jars of burning oil smashed against the wooden bridge amid a nervous cry.

"Squeak-"

The boiling oil immediately burned in a large area, even if it was wrapped in damp raw cowhide, but it could not stop the burning of the oil. Moreover, some of the wells were much higher than the city walls, and the planks were not tiled, but sloped downward.

The grease was crooked, and it was just as slippery on the raw cowhide, but the heavily armored infantry of the Hu cavalry was also unsteady on the broad planks, or they slid straight towards the city, or even worse, they fell out of the planks with their bodies full of fire oil.

The Han army defending the city had been preparing for a long time, and when the Hu soldiers slipped down one by one, they swarmed up, and before the Hu soldiers had time to react, the corpses had already been divided under the chaotic knife.

But these can only be used for a while, not for an instantaneous solution. Hu Bing, whose eyes were red, who were stimulated by the tragic situation of his own people, rained down like scimitars, short hammers, and arrows. Spears were like a dense forest at the mouth of the wooden bridge, and knives were like mountains pouring down between the battlements. In the sections of the city wall of the urn city, the tragic sound of killing resounded in the sky, the sword light and sword shadows, and the fierce blood splashed, and the collision of iron and blood on the battlefield was the most perfect interpretation at this moment.

Red-robed, yellow-robed, and black-robed, hundreds of Heavenly God Sect mages were mixed with the Hu soldiers to kill the head of the city, and Xing Tianxiao led his own sharp soldiers to also collide head-on. It's just a semicircular urn city with a width of one hundred zhang, and the total length is only 314 zhang long, so many masters are strangled together, and the density is really not ordinary.

However, it is such a high-density master fight, and under the death-defying duel between the ordinary soldiers of the two armies, it can't help but be overshadowed.

"Fire oil-fire oil-"

"Rolling wood, stones, smash Lao Tzu quickly, smash it down-"

"Rockets, put rockets, don't stop-"

"Whoosh-whoosh-whoosh-"

A pour of fire oil was thrown from the top of the city, and stones fell from the top of the city, and the earth was ablaze. The entire foot of the city wall turned into a sea of fire, and countless Hu soldiers who could not escape were buried in the sea of fire.

The fire burns, and the aroma of roasted human flesh can be directly conveyed to the city. Even for those veterans of a hundred battles, such a fight is like a nightmare.

Zhu Biao was engrossed in observing the battle situation, not only the front of the urn city, but also the left and right wings.

"Kill! ——”

"Kill! ——”

In the bloody battle, the fierce fighting spirit ignited from the chest, whether it was the Han army defending the city or the Hu soldiers besieging the city, at this moment, the fear of death was far behind.

Blood was bleeding all the time, but Zhu Biao's expression was very indifferent, standing on the head of the city, looking at the fierce urn city in front of him, only the scorching killing intent was surging in his eyes. "Order, knife player to help."

The lieutenant in front commanded very well, but the continuous offensive of Hu soldiers did not take advantage of anything. When the fire burned through the wooden bridge, burned the well, and washed the car, the qiē was over.

"Knock, knock, knock......" The sound of rushing cars. It's really harsh, and it makes Zhu Biao a little anxious. When Beiling City fell last time, not only was the urn city destroyed, but even the city walls collapsed. After the battle of Beiling City, the labor force was organized to repair it, and after the Han army recovered, it was vigorously reinforced. But the crash of the car was like a thunderous sound, and it was still like a knock on Zhu Biao's heart.

"The threat of these wells and rushing cars is too great." Uncle Xie became agitated. Seeing that the officers and soldiers defending the city were killed by the condescending elite shooters of Hu Cai, their fists were clenched.

: 5,000 words chapter, and one more chapter.