Wang Jingxuan organized 8,000 reserve members this time, and each of them was in a group of 1,000 people in front. The first group had a small flask filled with oil or spirits. With a shout, he threw his head at the Hawpanzers, followed by archers with rockets on fire.

When the oil jug or flask shattered, the liquid inside was splashed everywhere, and the ensuing rockets immediately burned the area into a sea of fire. Immediately after, the third group rushed forward again, throwing oil jugs, and the archers behind them methodically used rockets to ignite.

Of course, the officers and soldiers of the Tiger and Leopard Army were not willing to be burned to death like this, they screamed strangely, regardless of the fire on their bodies, and rushed up to hug the soldiers of the Qinglong Kingdom desperately. But behind the reserve were the soldiers who had just withdrawn, and they had received the sticks, stones, and torches that had been prepared from the rear, and they turned around and rushed back, taking advantage of their numerical superiority, and smashed them desperately to death in a circle. Soon the Haw Par army was forced back into the city, huddled with the infantry and cavalry who had just climbed up. Many people have an unstable foothold and are squeezed off the city wall by their own lives.

While the battle on the city wall was raging, another team of Haw Par officers and soldiers had already moved under the moat, near the inconspicuous drain. They removed the camouflage from the entrance to the cave, smashed open several iron gates, and waded into the dark sewers with torches. After a long journey, the officers and men in front finally saw the light. They cautiously rushed to the exit, where there was only a small iron gate for maintenance, except for the small pipes that no one could get through.

Victory was outside, and the leading officer made a gesture that the big guy resolutely followed me and rushed away. He then ordered his soldiers to smash open the iron door. With a few loud bangs, the iron door was easily smashed open. The officer rushed out of the iron gate with several men.

Outside is a large sunny compound surrounded by high walls. Facing the iron gate in the courtyard were the nearest three groups of men in black uniforms, each with a hard crossbow in their hands. The officer knew these crossbows, and they were the famous "Legend of the Grim Reaper".

There are many people behind the three groups of people, and they don't know what they are holding in their hands. In front of them stood a man who was obviously like an officer, and said quietly in a relaxed tone: "Down there is Mo Jinming of the black-shirted team, we have been waiting for you here for too long. ”

In addition to eating meat and drinking in his big tent every day, and embracing beautiful women for fun, Huangfu Song constantly laughed at the Northern Alliance with his subordinates, and the 300,000 army couldn't take a small Fuhua county. No wonder they lost the last war. However, after the return of the scout cavalry every day, the news of the battle situation was not optimistic. From the analysis of intelligence, the combat effectiveness of the army of the Northern Alliance is not weak, and there is not much to blame in terms of command. has not been able to conquer the county seat, but it cannot but be said that it is a miracle created by the defenders' proper strategy and tactics and extremely tenacious style.

Therefore, Huangfu Song's subordinates will not take it lightly like him, and only care about laughing at Xuanwu Kingdom. They still privately believed that since the army of Black Cloud City could create such a miracle, it meant that when it was our turn to attack the defense line of Mingyang Fort, it might not be smooth. After all, no matter how powerful the Blue Fire Wolf Cavalry Army is, they won't be able to fly!

Finally, one day, when Huangfu Song drank too much wine and ridiculed the uselessness of the Xuanwu army, one of his henchmen named Wei Shuhao expressed his worries. In the end, he said: "Lord Huangfu is so calm in the face of the stalemate of the battle over there, but what good strategy does he have to break the enemy?"

Huangfu Song was indeed drinking a lot at this time, and he was in a good mood, so he retreated left and right and said: "I might as well tell you, as the old saying goes: shoot a man first and shoot a horse first, and capture a thief first and capture the king first." In the past two years, Black Cloud City has exploded in strength and miracles, what is the root cause? I can see it through. He pointed in the direction of the battlefield to the west: "These stupid pigs don't understand, do you know what the reason is? It's that there is a little ghost in their country, that guy named Luo Ming." Otherwise, no one in the wasteland of Black Cloud City would take a look at it for hundreds of years. This little rabbit cub didn't know what strange spells he had cultivated, and he had created amazing miracles one after another. So you see, what happens if you wipe this kid out of the world? Everything will be back on track in an instant, right?"

Wei Shuhao nodded, and saw that Huangfu Song was indifferently wiping the soup on his beard that was more than a foot long, and he didn't mean to say anything for a long time, so he led him down and said, "So Huangfu you're ......."

Huangfu Song continued: "So I planted a nail next to him early. I'll be honest with you," he deliberately lowered his voice, as if he was afraid that someone would listen, but he never let go of the woman in his arms, who was wearing very little. "Lord Benelli was indeed a great strategist and tactician. But he's not as smart as me, I just need to use a few masters of the Bone Soul Master to kill that little ghost, and everything will be fine. In these two days, there will be good news, as long as that little thing is killed, the old man's army can wipe out all the resistance forces in the south in a few days, and those Taihe iron mines and so on can be obtained without much effort. ”

"This is really a great achievement!" Wei Shuhao praised with a flattering smile, "When are you going to do it?"

"Within two days, the killers I sent will have results. I'm going to attack on the third day, but it's seeing that I'm going to be able to take Black Cloud City straight away. ”

"Your Excellency is really clever and unpredictable. Just a little. Wei Shuhao said worriedly: "I heard that kid once killed Taixuan and Rin Storm, who were very powerful and ruthless, so he laid down those mines. What kind of people are you going to send? Don't underestimate that little thing!"

Huangfu Song smiled slightly and said, "This old man is not particularly worried. Do you know what an assassination is? The so-called assassination means to take the person by surprise and attack the unprepared. With the person he least expected, in his most unexpected time, give him an unexpected blow. He is not a god, and he has not grown three heads and six arms, how much magic power can he have?"

"High! Your Excellency's ingenuity is really high. "Wei Shuhao's five-body appearance on the ground. "I'm really not enough. ”

At dusk the next day, a pigeon flew to the headquarters of the Wolf's Den in the Yelang Palace. The little slip of paper tied to the pigeon's leg was densely packed with strange numbers.