"Good....... , it's amazing!" Du Hui on the city wall was dumbfounded, he really didn't expect that the power of the catapult cluster attack would be so powerful. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Although Lin Ze had been teaching them before, heavy weapons such as stone throwers were best to attack in groups, however, at that time, Lin Ze did not have many stone throwers in his hands, so although Du Hui kept this statement firmly in mind, he didn't really know much.

This time, Du Hui truly understood the power of cluster attacks.

"That guy is absolutely impossible to be spared under such an attack!" At this time, Du Hui's heart was full of information.

The results proved that Du Hui's confidence was indeed very correct, and after the smoke and dust cleared, Du Hui and Yu Chengxing saw the fate of the leader of the Black Wind Thieves.

At this time, the leader of the Black Wind Thieves had no reaction, and fell straight to the ground, the armor on his body was directly shattered by the stone bullet that was sent from the sky before, Du Hui could clearly see that the position of this leader's chest was already a blur of flesh and blood, and it was obvious that the stone bullet directly beat this leader into a sieve.

This is not over, at the same time, the spear of the previous leader was directly broken, and it was generally deeply inserted into his chest, and the other half flew directly out more than ten meters away, skewering the three Black Wind Thief soldiers in that direction into a sugar gourd.

From here, it is clear how powerful the stone bullet is.

The leader was killed, and the black wind thieves under the city inevitably had chaos, Du Hui seized this opportunity and attacked with all his strength to give the black wind thieves army under the city the greatest blow.

However, in the army of Black Wind Thieves, not all of them fell into chaos and let Du Hui and them slash and kill, the martial bravery of the heavy infantry inside was still extraordinary, and their counterattack and struggle before death still caused a lot of damage to Du Hui and them.

"Kill!" With Du Hui's order, rows of ironclad pikemen, sword and shield soldiers rushed directly towards the army of Black Wind Thieves who were in chaos.

"Kill .........!"

The spears in their hands were either stabbed into the body of a Black Wind Thief who had accidentally fallen to the ground due to the chaos and was seriously injured by the other Black Wind Bandits, or several spears were stabbed into the body of a Black Wind Thief who was fleeing at full speed with his back to them.

These Black Wind Thieves were wearing heavy armor, but at this moment, the spear could easily break through the heavy armor on their bodies, or directly pierce their eyes, throats and other vital places.

Some of the Black Wind Thieves were dying with guns that had been pierced deep into their bodies, and the pain caused them to fall to their knees in agony, and the blood in their mouths continued to flow out like tap water.

When the pikemen drew their spears, the blood of the soldiers poured out of the wounds, along with their inner intestines, and they looked extremely miserable and disgusting.

However, the pikemen paid no attention to these miserable Black Wind Bandits.

Lin Ze's army, the ninth floor is all homeless, and now they have to add the slaves who were robbed by the black wind, so these soldiers have already seen the bloodier scene before.

Chang Ming calmly pulled out his spear from the throat of a Black Wind Thief heavy infantryman, and the blood spurted out of his throat, and some of it directly / shot / on Chang Ming's face and lips.

He subconsciously licked the blood from his lips, and a salty taste reached the tip of his tongue.

Tasting this salty taste, Chang Ming felt that this was the most delicious thing he had tasted in his life.

"Dad, Mom, eldest sister, second sister, third sister, little sister, fourth brother, you watch, I will avenge you now, I will kill all the Black Wind Thieves and avenge you!" Chang Ming roared in his heart, his face was hideous, at this time, he looked like a devil.

Chang Ming was a very ordinary person before, with his own family, although he lived in poverty and couldn't eat a few meals of meat all year round, but the family lived a very happy life.

However, all of this changed completely two years ago.

At about ten o'clock that night, the Black Wind Thieves entered their village, and in an instant, the entire village was plunged into a sea of blood.

All of Chang Ming's relatives were hacked to death by the Black Wind Thieves, and even his little sister, who was only more than five years old, was also killed.

When he thought of his little sister, before she died, she kept shouting 'Brother save me, brother save me....', Chang Ming's heart was painful........

From that day on, Chang Ming became a slave.

Originally, Chang Ming thought that even if he died, he would not be able to take revenge, the strength of the Black Wind Legion was too strong, and the leader Xiao Quan was still a strong man in the congenital stage, where could an ordinary person like Chang Ming take revenge.

Just when Chang Ming was about to become numb, Lin Ze came and rescued them, and Chang Ming saw hope again.

Therefore, when Lin Ze began to recruit new soldiers, Chang Ming didn't want to sign up anymore, and as soon as he came up, he had to be a pikeman.

He wants to fight on the front line and avenge his family with his own hands.

Today, Chang Ming's wish has come true.

Counting the one just now, the number of Black Wind Thieves who died in Chang Ming's hands was already five.

"Black Wind Thief, take your life!"

The tragic killing made Chang Ming's heart boil, his eyes were red, he didn't have the slightest fear, and there was only one word in his heart: "Revenge!"

At this moment, Chang Ming seemed to be possessed by a martial saint, and his strength exploded directly.

He was wearing iron armor, holding a spear in his hand, and there was enemy blood everywhere on his body and on the gun, after he drew his gun, he glanced at the black wind thief in front of him, and saw his wolf-like gaze, the black wind thief in front of him couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, and a chill surged in his heart, and a few timid ones even involuntarily took a step back.

Seeing that these black wind thieves actually showed a frightened look, Chang Ming felt a burst of joy in his heart, and then, with a hideous face, he raised his spear again and killed him.

"Kill!" A killing sound fell, and Chang Ming brandished his spear and killed into the Black Wind Thief........

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Another hour passed, and it was already past three o'clock in the afternoon, and the sun was not so fierce, but the smell of gunsmoke and blood in the air was even stronger, and there were dead corpses everywhere under the city walls, above the city walls.

"Archer troops, up!"

After the small group of archers finished shooting the arrows on their bodies, the hundred households in charge of the outer city wall Jin Shiyi waved the big sword in his right hand, and immediately a small group of archers filled in, and the iron-armored pikemen beside the archers were eyeing from behind, they held their spears, as long as there were black wind thief soldiers going to the city, they immediately rushed up to fight, so as not to let the black wind thieves threaten the archer troops.

After more than two hours of fighting, the cooperation between the archers and pikemen troops above the city was becoming more and more proficient, and they pressed forward step by step, and the black wind thieves who faced them were like ashes, retreating step by step, and their deaths rose sharply.

At this time, the number of Black Wind Thieves in the city is not much, especially the most threatening quasi-martial artists and martial artists were directly swept away, but those quasi-martial artists, the black wind thieves at the martial artist level are indeed very fierce, except for a few martial artists who were accidentally rejected at the beginning, in order to kill the remaining quasi-martial artists and martial artist-level Black Wind Thieves, Lin Ze's casualties were not small.

If you don't kill a quasi-martial artist, the black wind thief at the martial artist level, Lin Ze's subordinates will have about ten casualties.

This is still Lin Ze organized a few teams to hunt and kill quasi-martial artists and martial artists, otherwise, this casualty ratio will increase several times.

These quasi-martial artists, the black wind thieves at the warrior level can be said to be the leaders and commanders, and now they are all burping, and the black wind thieves on the city wall suddenly lost their command, and were soon divided and surrounded by Lin Ze, and they were about to be wiped out.

"Kill, kill......!" Another ten minutes later, there were now less than three hundred Black Wind Thieves left in the city, and they were led by two quasi-martial artist-level heavy infantry, all of them looking embarrassed, and everyone was hanging colors.

Because these Black Wind Thieves were already meat in the pot, Lin Ze did not attack, but directly chose to use archer troops to destroy them, and of course there were pikemen around.

Under Lin Ze's arrangement, the remaining Black Wind Thieves were killed one after another, and in the middle, except for the luck of killing two pikemen, the others had no results at all.

Seriously, this tactic arranged by Lin Ze is really powerful.

First of all, the archer troops were used first, and those sharpshooters were specially selected to shoot at a distance outside, and when a large number of black wind thieves were killed and wounded, and the black wind thieves behind were terrified, the pikemen who had been prepared rushed up immediately after them, killing those black wind thieves in their hands, and then, there was another burst of bow and arrow shooting....... In this way, wave after wave of attacks is endless, and it has been tried and tested.

The remaining Black Wind Thieves saw that the armies on both sides of the city were getting closer and closer, especially when the black pressure bows and arrows at both ends were aimed and raised again, a quasi-martial artist-level Black Wind Thief Heavy Infantry shouted in despair: "Lao Tzu has not enjoyed anything, it is already enough by now, kill!"

After saying that, this quasi-martial artist-level heavy infantry jumped out directly, directly thinking about the pikemen phalanx and rushing towards it.

"Shoot!" a voice came from inside the formation.

"Woo Woo ........!" countless arrows were fired at the hoplite.

"Ping Pong Ping Pong .......!" The strength of this heavy infantry is still there, and the long knife in his right hand directly blocked the more than thirty heavy arrows in front of him, and the next moment...

"Puff, puff.......!"

More than a dozen heavy arrows directly hit this quasi-martial artist-level Black Wind Thief heavy infantry, and then, thirty or forty more heavy arrows hit him, turning him into a humanoid hedgehog.......