224 Day 1
"How many times?"
After Gao Feng felt the vibration above his head no longer came, he asked Bai Vinegar beside him, Bai Vinegar was wearing a jīng chic half-body leather armor, with a pretty and plump appearance, and she was heroic, but she had no weapon in her hand, only a cut animal skin and a black carbon strip pen.
"Two thousand one hundred and seventy-eight times, almost a third of a day ......."
Bai Vinegar looked at the handwriting on the animal skin and opened his mouth, and after finishing speaking, he looked at Gao Feng with blank eyes, waiting for praise.
"Almost, they should have run out of ammunition, the aperitif has been drunk, and it's time for dinner, right?"
Gao Feng didn't pay attention to the white vinegar that pouted, and said to himself.
Eight hours of continuous bombardment caused problems with two-thirds of the giant trebuchets, and the countless desolate people who pulled the trebuchets were so tired that they didn't even have the strength to stand up, but no one let them rest, and under the drive of the allied warriors one by one, they began to assemble in long teams, each of whom was given a sharpened stick, ready to do the final general attack.
The flames above the mountain slowly extinguished, and the smoke formed a thick fog of black sè, swirling around, making it impossible to see the specific state of the mountain, and most of the stone fortresses marked by the two mountains had collapsed, leaving less than a third of the foundation remaining, but it had been blackened by the black smoke.
Without waiting for the army under the mountain to approach, the scorching heat wave rushed to the face, and it seemed that even the mountain stones were burned red by the flames, and at this time, it was not the rain of spears and stones on the mountain that stopped the army from advancing, but this high temperature, the suffocating high temperature.
The allied warriors who drove away the desolate Qinu did not care about the life or death of the desolate people, and kept driving them closer to the mountain, and if they were a little slower, they would be hacked to death with knives, and the heavily armed armored warriors were metal cans that could move, and even if the desolate people wanted to rebel, it was impossible to pierce their armor.
There are no siege ladders, no building cars, no baffles, thousands of desolate people are driven towards the hot mountain, thousands of fire points are burning and roasting on the mountain wall, the front mountain wall is smoked black, nearly 20 meters of drop, so that the desolate people approaching the mountain wall are unable to follow, even if they want to go up, they can't ...... start.
The scorching heat is nothing, as long as you endure it, you will get used to it, but as the desolate people approach like the bottom of the mountain, they all hesitate, and they all look behind them, they know their mission, capture these two mountains, and kill all the creatures inside, but how can they go up?
The moment countless people turned back at the same time, there was restlessness behind them, and a ** person cháo crowded forward from behind, constantly pushing the people in front of him like a mountain wall, like a wave cháo, the desolate people who hesitated in front and did not dare to move forward were pushed forward unconsciously by the thrust behind them, even if they stopped, even if they were still exerting force in the opposite direction.
The people in the first row are destined to be victims, this is the inevitability of siege warfare, when the desolate people attacked the fortress of despair, the first wave of 8,000 people could return less than 800 people, of which less than 80 people could stand up and go back by themselves, the desolate people who walked in the front did not intend to return alive, but they did not expect that the real killing of them came from behind.
The people of the Heavenly Claw tribe seemed to have been burned to death by the fireball, and there was no figure in sight, not to mention the arrows and spears that flew down, even if the stones occasionally fell, the rocks were naturally shattered after being burned by the flames, and there were also pairs of flames and gunpowder smoke piled up under the mountain, all of which were smashed on the mountain wall and rolled down.
The burning fireball was almost extinguished, the ground was hot like coals, and the desolate people who had been squeezed through fell to the ground in a scream, and the next moment the skin of their whole body turned red, and some dark red stones were almost touching their skin, and they never fell off like glue, and the squeaky oil flowers came out on the skin, waving layers of scorching smoke, and many people's hair was also ignited, forming new fireballs.
The people behind were still crowded forward, and they could hear a faint scream behind them, and in the midst of the screams, the greater sāo chaos caused a huge wave of force to rush forward under the impetus of the crowd, and countless people fell to the ground, roasted by the hot ground, and some people frantically tore at their companions who pushed them.
This kind of pushing and shoving is irreversible, the people in front fall, the people behind are still squeezing forward, no matter what is in front of them, a sharp steel knife behind them is depriving them of their lives, and the heavily armed tribal warriors wave their weapons vigorously, like cutting down bushes and weeds, and slashing the desolate people behind the most desolate.
In order to avoid the blade behind them, the desolate people desperately crowded forward, just wanted to get farther away from the blade, the coalition forces did not expect these desolate people to climb up, their only purpose was to use the blood of the desolate people to cool the heat of the rock, and use the corpses to forge the ladder to climb, and they did the same.
Beneath the two hills, crowded with thousands of desert warriors, most of them without even weapons, kept moving forward, forward, and all the way forward under the surging of people.
After all the flames in front of them were extinguished, a ladder was formed where countless people piled up, hundreds of desolate people were entangled and fell on the scorching ground and piled up several meters high, and more people climbed on the hill built by the human body, and the next moment they were pulled down by the desolate people under their feet and became part of the stepping stones.
Standing on the highest place, leaning on the hot rock, the desolate statue looked behind and let out a desperate wail, they cried loudly together, crying heartbreakingly, in the back, the coalition warriors who were only half of the desolate people were like farmers harvesting crops, calmly and numbly killing the panicked desolate people behind them, and in front of them was a dead end, this is forcing them to die?
The entire coalition battalion was quietly watching this brutal killing, watching the helpless cries of those desolate people on the pile of corpses, many of them could not bear the torment of this fear, they stuck themselves on the hot rocks, and climbed to the top with ten fingers in severe pain in the heat, and under them, the piles of corpses were piled up higher and higher.
Many people had their hands welded to the hot rocks, and they cried and crawled until all the flesh of their hands fell off, revealing Bai Sensen's phalanges, and when they could no longer bear the severe pain, they fell from the mountain wall and were trampled under the feet of more people.
The slaughter lasted for a long time, and when everything was quiet, the piles of corpses were almost level with the top of the mountain, and two huge piles of corpses formed a gentle slope that reached the top of the hill, and at the edge of the gentle slope were more scattered corpses, and one by one the indifferent coalition warriors carried weapons and rummaged among the corpses, mending each corpse with knives, and finding the desolate warriors who pretended to be dead and hoped to escape.
In their hands, life is so cheap, and the loss of life one by one makes many coalition warriors unbearable, many people lift their metal masks, kneel on the ground and vomit, and some people frantically wave their weapons to chop the corpses in front of them into pulp, roaring meaningless strange noises in their mouths, until they are so tired that they can no longer lift a knife.
The superiors did not care about the mental health of the warriors below, they looked at the two huge gentle slopes with satisfaction, and even sighed in their hearts, it would be nice if the mountain was a little higher, so that they could consume more desolate slaves and save a lot of food.
The sky had completely darkened, except for the glow of the fire on the hill and the bonfire that had been lit in the camp of the coalition army, the whole land was plunged into darkness, and the coalition warriors who had been rummaging among the corpses for the living also retreated, and the catastrophe of the desolate people was over, waiting for the early morning of tomorrow.