Gunsmoke rose in the mountains of Beilong Canyon, countless shouts resounded through the heavens and the earth, the siege ladder, the flow of people like ants, rushing to climb the mountain, bed crossbows, rampage through the crowd again and again, sweeping over groups of climbing warriors, warriors used throwing guns to fight back, countless broken throwing spears in the middle of the corpse accumulation, intertwined.

The battle situation is spread all over the two peaks, the most brutal is still the valley mouth area, the real center of resistance is the valley mouth area, as long as there is no loss here, the coalition warriors attacking the mountain range will be driven down, a single attack point can not form an endless stream of superior forces in a short time.

The sound of the east and the west turned into fire from all sides, and the coalition forces did not expect the surrounding sāo forces to be able to capture the Beilong Canyon, and the main attack point was still placed at the mouth of the valley, and countless coalition troops wearing a full set of metal armor held tall metal shields, shrunk their whole bodies behind the shields, and swarmed towards the mountain, climbing the mountain, and the battle directly entered the white heat.

Resistance at the forefront is the warriors of the Yellow Claw tribe, one by one crossbow arrows across the sky, there are Heavenly Claw tribes, there is also a coalition of crossbow arrows, there is an endless stream of crossbow arrows, as if there is no end, the defense of metal armor is not a weapon that the Heavenly Claw Warriors can break, simple Yellow Warriors can not be under the continuous charge of the coalition warriors, constantly retreating, throwing down rows of neat corpses.

Crossbow arrows are the only weapon that can inflict mass damage on the coalition warriors, one by one, the crossbow arrows will pierce the shields and cuirasses of the coalition warriors together, although it is impossible to kill a few with one arrow like killing the desolate man, but as long as there is no shè in the middle, it will not fall.

The only weapon that the warriors of the Huang Qi tribe can resist is a wooden stake like a hammer against the door, and the wooden stake held by three or four people is a weapon that Gao Feng makes people improvise, compared to the other people's confusion about metal armor, Gao Feng knows some restraint methods.

The huge wooden stake is not something that a shield can knock through, nor can a blade cut it, once it hits, it is a few people and a heavy wooden stake combined, and the force is stronger than a crossbow arrow, and every coalition warrior who is hit by it either foams at the mouth and crawls to the ground, or spits blood and falls backwards.

It was these wooden stakes that prevented the resistance of the mountain from collapsing at the first time, and also made the idea of the coalition army falling into the air with one blow, both sides were exchanging human lives, and the advance of the front line was screaming and falling to the ground every minute and every second, and the sound of weapons colliding and shouting to kill was overwhelming, whether it was the peak behind the mountain frowning and staring, or the iron-faced Shen Wuji under the mountain, they were waiting for who could not hold their breath first.

The casualty reports were passed on to the hands of the leaders of both sides one after another, and at this time, it was no longer an indifferent desolate person, but a collision of the true meaning of the two sides, and Shen Wuji lined up his chosen warriors, and gathered up six thousand iron armor, and Jīng Rui was even more bloody, and the bed crossbow of the entire coalition army was laid out, and the crossbow arrows were like raindrops, forming a yīn cloud.

The dense yīn clouds have been hanging over the mountain, so that the view below the mountain has been obstructed for a while, and the warriors of the Huang Xuan tribe continue to retreat, relying on the trenches dug before, resisting the coalition warriors blocked by the trenches, enduring the attacks of the bed crossbows on both sides, and the dense crossbow arrows pierced the ground like a dense forest, and more corpses were hidden under the crossbow arrows.

"Take out the thunder canisters and throw them all at me......."

Shen Wuji crossed his waist and looked at the mountain, and said with hatred, the murderous aura between his teeth was undisguised, his irritable eyes were full of cobweb-like bloodshots, and Shen Wuji had not slept since last night, but God was more vigorous than anyone else.

"That thing is very dangerous, we throw it and blow it up to our own people, not to mention that no one will ...... before throwing it."

Luo Ya had long realized that something was wrong with Shen Wuji, since he had received several setbacks in a row, Shen Wuji's indifference disappeared without a trace, and the whole person looked nervous and anxious, treating Beilong Canyon as a confidant and enemy, regardless of losses, wanting to seize the valley was completely different from before.

Luo Ya's advice was not listened to by Shen Wuji, and he waved his hand irritably and said: "I don't care how dangerous that thing is, as long as it is useful, I don't believe that the Heavenly Claw Tribe is really beaten by iron, even if it is beaten by iron, I will melt it into molten iron ......." ”

As he spoke, he kicked the woman on his leg and shouted: "I thought I couldn't see you snickering, I told you what Xuantian will definitely give me kneeling on the ground, sweet boots, and then I will let you gouge out your eyeballs, what kind of thing is the person you value...... ”

This woman with scars all over her body and ragged clothes is the one who is the moon and the sha, and the scattered hair hangs down on the cheeks, covering her face, and she can't see her specific appearance clearly, but from the blood that continues to drip from her wounds, it can be seen that the moon is not easy in the hands of the irascible god Wuji.

"Look, look, look, look, who will kneel on the ground at that time, I can't say, Lord Youming's son is not something that you people can understand, I'll wait to see your begging for mercy and ...... face."

Yue Lusha has always been a person who does not admit defeat, and his hoarse and dry voice shouted out these words like a night owl, which made Shen Wuji even more annoyed, kicked Yue Lusha to the ground, and rode away, slapping Yue Lusha, and a crisp sound made Luo Ya feel tooth soreness.

The giant trebuchet was originally dismantled for ammunition and used as fuel, but some of it was still preserved, and under the order of God Wuji, pots made of clay were piled up in the throwing basket of the trebuchet, and after these jars were stacked in a mess, a trembling torch lit all the fuses that stretched out of the jars.

With a heart-rending scream, what should have been lightning fast was so long in the eyes of onlookers, and they could clearly see every moment and step of the trebuchet's shè, which they would normally overlook, was so clear at this moment.

Like scattered sparrows, dozens of clay pots flew towards the mountain one after another, some exploded in mid-air, emitting a cloud of black smoke, and some exploded before reaching the mountain, causing several coalition warriors below to scream and fall to the ground, even so, half of them still reached the center of the battlefield where the two sides were fighting, and a roar made all the Yellow Warriors in an area fall to the ground.

The sudden roar and explosion was a disaster for the uncovered Huang Warriors, they couldn't have the defense of the coalition warriors, the damage of inferior bombs reached a saturated state, and when the second, third, or even fourth waves of inferior bombs descended on the Huang Warriors, they finally collapsed.

"Aim at them and don't let them run away......." In the middle of the drinking order, a stringed bed crossbow turned to aim at the fleeing Yellow Warriors, and the next moment flew out of the Dao Remnant, clearing a large blank space among the Yellow Warriors.

This time, the damage suffered by the Yellow Warriors reached the extreme, and the close penetration made many Yellow Warriors like meat skewers together, which also made the coalition warriors chasing behind them slightly surprised, and then a dense rain of arrows swept across the Yellow Warriors, making them burst into a terrible roar, and they knelt on the ground and begged for mercy here.

Unfortunately, their pleas for mercy were ignored, and the sharp spears were like a dense forest towards them, and the coalition warriors behind them rushed like hungry wolves and slashed mercilessly.

"Hair shè ......." The resurgence of the drinking order caused the bed crossbow to fire a second time, and the crossbow arrows pierced the coalition warriors and the Huang Qi warriors together, and also alleviated the situation of the battlefield collapse.

Gao Feng wanted to order the artillery to be lit more than once, and thought about it when the other party sent inferior bombs, but he didn't know what to do, he always felt in his heart that artillery needed to be used at the most critical moment, even if the number of coalition warriors rushing to the top of the mountain had reached 1,000 people, and these more than 1,000 people had gradually gained a foothold, less than 100 meters away from the artillery position, which was the best distance to give full play to the power of artillery.