The robbers rushed up desperately against the rolling wood thunder stones, but the rolling wood thunder stones on the city wall were thrown quickly and fiercely. People were constantly being smashed into the trenches beneath the city. Screams, curses, and shouts of killing resounded throughout the battlefield.

The three main officers of the Qin family army were extremely brave, as long as a robber jumped on the city wall, he would be buried under their guns and swords in a few breaths.

Corpses flew down from the top of the city, and the small leaders of the city felt that something was wrong and ordered loudly: "All the ladders are erected, leaving fifty people behind, and the rest are all rushed for me." ”

More than a dozen ladders were erected on the city wall, and hundreds of people desperately climbed up the city with rolling wood and thunder stones. Under the walls of Qinjia Village, it was densely packed with bandits shouting and screaming.

The rolling wood and thunder stones on the city wall gradually couldn't suppress such a ferocious attack, and they saw that the large group of men and horses were about to kill the city.

Suddenly, several bamboo pipes with thick bowl mouths protruded from the city wall. A large amount of black liquid is sprayed from the bamboo pipe.

"Fire oil, it's fire oil"

The robbers cried out in terror.

The black oil poured out like a torrential rain, instantly covering all the besieging crowds under the city. Everyone was drenched. The pungent smell of oil filled the battlefield.

The robbers were terrified, and everyone knew how bad the consequences would be if this was a little spark. Just when they were terrified, another wave of black things fell on the tower.

The defenders of the city, fearing that the robbers had not been doused with the oil, smashed down the crockpots, toilets, night pots, and other things that had been prepared long ago filled with black oil.

There was a "crackling" sound, all the containers were smashed, and a large amount of fire oil was scattered and splashed everywhere. The fire oil in the bamboo pipe also seemed to be endless, and it continued to gush out like a flood. Soon, even the moats under the city were accumulating knee-deep black liquid.

"Run, crawl!" shouted one of the robbers. Everyone jumped off the ladder to escape for their lives.

But it was too late, and countless torches flew out of the city and fell into the moat. The fire ignited instantly.

Every robber was soaked in fire oil, and he was on fire. In an instant, there was a sea of fire under the city walls. Countless people howled and struggled in the raging flames. Billowing smoke rose from the ground, mixed with the stench of burnt human flesh that filled the entire Qinjia Village.

The dozens of robbers under the city were stupid. Xie Yongliang in the distance was stupid. The robbers and villagers who watched the battle were also stupid. They had never seen such a tragic scene. Hundreds of people were burned alive under the walls.

In the midst of the raging flames, the robbers who were still struggling slapped the flames on their bodies like crazy. But it was of no use, and there were flames burning all over their heads, bodies, and faces. The armor was scorched, followed by skin and hair all over the body. There was no one around to help them, and everyone turned into a fireball. The underground trenches were even more blazing, and countless robbers who had been burned to death fell into the trenches, and the grease burned from the corpses made the fire even more violent.

The whole battlefield was terrifying like a burning hell.

......

"Woo-woo-"

A majestic horn sounded in Qinjia Village.

The smoke gradually dissipated, and the gate of Qinjia Village, which had been closed, slowly opened.

More than forty soldiers of the Qin family army wearing purple cotton armor, carrying short knives and holding spears at their waists strode out of the city and quickly formed a phalanx of spears at the gate of the city.

The soldiers were neatly arrayed, their steps were uniform, and they were all murderous. Although there are only more than 40 people, they seem to have the momentum of thousands of troops.

The Qin family army finally came out, and after defending in the city for so long, it was finally time to counterattack. Under the leadership of Qin Feng, they exchanged the lives of hundreds of robbers with more than a dozen casualties. All the recruits were enthusiastic and morale was high.

It is no longer possible for the enemy to continue the siege, and it is time to fight to the death. Qin Feng, Yuan Yun, and Mo Bing stood in front of the formation and looked coldly at Xie Yongliang in the distance.

At this time, Xie Yongliang's eyes were already red, like a gambler who had lost red. In any case, he did not expect that the debriefing performance he had carefully prepared was the result. Hundreds of subordinates are over like this, and Xie Jiazhai's reputation is over. However, he did not give up, he still had two hundred cronies beside him, and these two hundred people were the most powerful team under him.

It is no longer possible to attack the city, but the Qin family army actually walked out of the city by himself, and there is still a chance to fight. Xie Yongliang didn't believe that his two hundred elite men would lose to the farmers of Qinjia Village in hand-to-hand combat. Besides, there is no way back now, with so many people watching, if he doesn't continue to fight, he will no longer have a foothold in the Northern Underworld. I can only fight, and if I win, I can save some face.

"Kill"

Xie Yongliang squeezed out two words from between his teeth, and rushed towards the spear array of the Qin family army with the remaining two hundred bandits.

The real bloody battle began.

Xie Jiazhai's two hundred elites, plus the dozens of robbers left in the siege, still occupy an absolute advantage in numbers. But they are all grass cowards, and they have not been on the real battlefield. The same is true of the bandit leader Xie Yongliang. He doesn't understand a truth, the real battlefield with more people is not necessarily invincible. The strength of the team and the courage of the soldiers are the keys to victory. Many classic battles in history have been won with less, and the key to victory is that they can use the strength of the team to the extreme, and each soldier has the courage to face death as if he were home.

It was a contest between the grass and the regular army, and it was also a contest between the wealth seeker and the defender of the homeland. Although there are only more than 40 people in the Qin family's army, behind them are hundreds of fathers and villagers, and they are their wives and children. They have a solid backing, and even if they die, these recruits will not retreat.

As soon as the two sides came into contact, Xie Yongliang knew that he was really finished. The Qin family's spear array on the opposite side was like an impregnable fortress, which was not something that his own grass cowards could shake at all.

The robbers who rushed to the gun array first were all masters of fighting alone, but before they could swing their knives and slash at the soldiers of the Qin family's army, each of them stabbed three or four spears in their chests. And each spear is precise and powerful, straight to the heart.

The pikemen are like killing machines, no matter how many people rush in front, they all raise their guns, step up, and stab in a group of actions. The robbers' weapons blocked one spear, but two or three equally accurate and powerful spears followed, and there was no way to avoid it.

What's even more terrifying is that a few robbers slashed the soldiers of the Qin family army from the cracks in the spears, but these soldiers didn't even blink their eyes, as if someone else was injured and not themselves. The spear in his hand did not stop at all, still raising the gun, stepping up, and stabbing, going straight to the heart of the opponent.

The strength of the team was unmistakable, with rows of spears stabbing out, and rows of enemies falling. The wounded spearmen in front quickly retreated to the rear of the discharge, and the next spearman immediately stepped up. The first row will always keep ten soldiers, and the ten spears will constantly repeat the group of actions of raising the gun, stepping up, and thrusting.

The arduous training has made these soldiers precise and powerful in every movement, and they cooperate with each other tacitly. The robbers can block one spear with their skill, but they can't block two, three...

The first row of spearmen immediately strode over the corpses after stabbing the enemy, and repeated the repetition of raising their guns, stepping up, and stabbing again, and the second row of gunmen quickly followed up with the replenishment of their guns. As long as they fall in front of the phalanx of spears, none of them will survive.

The phalanx of spears composed of more than forty recruits was like a life harvester, slowly advancing on the battlefield. Rows of robbers are like rows of dealers in the fields, constantly stabbed and harvested.

No matter how high the bandits' personal martial arts skills are, they are useless at this time. They are confronted with a powerful whole. More than forty recruits of the Qin family army are like one person. Each row of spears stabbed out with the momentum of overwhelming mountains and seas, and it was unstoppable.

The Qin family's spear phalanx became famous in a battle. There were many bandits from all over the Northern Underworld watching from afar. After this battle, they finally understood that the real army was definitely not something that the grass could contend with. At the same time, it also spread the reputation of the Qin family's spear phalanx to all parts of the Northern Underworld County.