At the beginning of the construction of Foote City, various structures were set up, one of which was a row of arrows at a height from the ground. Each arrow was no more than two inches wide and held the bowstring in place.

The shooter only needs to force off the bowstring and put the arrow on it to shoot. The mouth of the arrow is small to prevent the opponent from attacking, but the shooter cannot see the situation outside. Fortunately, there are a large number of people in battle, but they don't need to aim, and shoot at will.

Those with metal discs on their heads, unable to defend themselves in front of them, fell to the ground one after another. The soldiers in the back immediately slowed down and dodged the arrows.

Haori's attack was frustrated and he immediately changed his strategy. Shield soldiers were sent, each holding a large shield that could block a large area. Slowly approaching the walls, he attacked again.

The arrows were only two people high, and the soldiers stood on the ground unable to attack. But this is not difficult for them, the two of them join hands, lift the person up, and then attack with the scroll. Although the mouth of the arrow is small, it is attacked by water and fire, and it cannot fight back for a while.

The lateral arrow attack was suppressed, and the Haori army once again accelerated its attack. Instead of rushing to the city this time, they chose to accumulate temporarily.

They guarded the ladder and approached the wall. At the same time, the catapult began its first attack.

The catapult threw the balls at the city of Foot. The balls burned with fire, and before they reached the city, they felt hot.

"Ready, reel defense!" Spark's voice could be heard in the distance. Needless to say, the soldiers were ready for a long time. Facing the fireball, one scroll after another bombarded it.

"Boom!" The shattered fireballs fell in dots. The sparks that fell were actually very large, like torches, falling on the heads of the soldiers.

Screams rang out everywhere, and the soldiers fled in panic. With their cultivation, there is still a big gap in wanting to knock out so many flames, and try to extinguish the fire before they are seriously injured.

Being able to smash fireballs is good. Some of the fireballs were smashed down before they could be shattered. Those who were hit, even if they were not burned, were smashed into meat sauce.

Several fireballs flew high and landed directly over the city walls and into the city of Foot. Houses were smashed to smithereens, and several places were set on fire.

Fortunately, there were preparations in advance, and the firefighting team immediately went into the rescue. Except for the damage caused by the fireball just landed, there was no further spread after that, which is also a blessing.

The fireball attack is more cumbersome, and it is easy to damage the catapult, so after a ** hit, there is no further attack. Otherwise, with continuous use of fireballs, Foote City is easy to attack.

Seeing that the situation had stabilized slightly, Spark commanded his army to start a new round of defense. He was tempted to fight back with a catapult, but Davao's catapult was nowhere near the enemy. Even if you have a height advantage, you can't project it on the side of the opponent's military formation.

After the morning of fighting, part of the wounded was sent to the rear for medical treatment. The remaining soldiers, once again facing the attack, were no longer afraid. The newly replenished soldiers saw that the people next to them were calm and calm, and their panicked mood gradually calmed down.

What happened in the morning, repeat it. The soldiers of the Haori Kingdom climbed to the top of the city and engaged in a fierce battle. Before someone falls, they hold the enemy hard and fall down together.

The earth-shattering shouts blinded the ears, and the splatters of blood covered the eyes. Everyone forgot their fears, and only hatred for their enemies filled their hearts. In the face of his own kind, the butcher knife did not hesitate to cut down.

No one thinks that they have done anything wrong, because if they don't kill people, they will be killed by others very quickly!

The soldiers of Haori stood at the head of the city several times, and were pressed down by Davao's army. At the height of the attack, all three mobile teams were dispatched. Feng Luo also struck several times, knocking down the attacking enemy. In addition to his accident, there was also a regimental commander who also made a move.

At sunset, the sunset stains the horizon red, reflecting the blood on the ground. If the gods had seen it, they would probably have wept over the cannibalism of the human race.

The battle in the afternoon was several times fiercer than in the morning. The casualties of the Haori army exceeded 20,000, and the casualties on Davao's side were not much less. Davao's biggest loss was the loss of some warehouses and barracks under two catapult attacks by the opponent.

On the first day of the attack, both sides used almost all their strength. If the Haori army still has hidden strength, then it is the crystal beast army.

After months of accumulation, all the momentum gushed out on this day. Thankfully, Foote City held on. Perhaps the battle ahead will be hard, but they finally have the confidence to persevere!

"Two reserve corps change the city wall, beware of a sneak attack!"

"Set up a platform to sacrifice to the sky, and sacrifice today's fallen soldiers!"

"Comrades who died on the battlefield, burn on the spot, on the spot!"

Sparker gave three commands, and when the last one was given, he could barely speak in his throat. The horse leather shroud, now there is no such minimum treatment.

There are too many corpses, and if they are not disposed of in time, there will be an outbreak of plague right away. In times of war, the easiest way to dispose of it is to burn it. What's more, the two countries also have the custom of cremation, but they need the guidance of Wu Zhu.

Not far from the city walls, a three-story platform was erected, and a desk was placed on top. Cattle, sheep and pigs were slaughtered, and blood filled three large basins. The head is also placed on the desk. Next to the high platform, there are twenty-seven pairs of firewood, forming a circle.

By night, the corpses outside the city had been piled up in several piles. At the sound of an order, the firewood next to the high platform was lit, and the flames soared into the sky. At the same time, corpses outside the city were also set on fire.

Wu Zhu was beating on the high platform, and the branches of the trees were dipped in fresh blood and swayed towards the sky. Smoke billowed and rose into the sky. It is the path paved for the fallen warriors to ascend to heaven, and with it the soul rises.

A mysterious incantation sounded, and everyone closed their mouths and listened in silence. The sound seemed distant and ethereal in the night, as if it could reach the sky.

Feng Luo felt like he had entered another world, as if he had heard some kind of summons. When he was in a trance, he suddenly woke up and found that he was still in the crowd.

Can spells really communicate with another world?

Feng Luo didn't know if the souls of the fallen soldiers could really lead to another world, at least the living people were at ease. Those people cannot return to their hometowns, so they can only find another place to rest their souls.

And on the other side of the battlefield, Haori was doing the same thing in his barracks. The flames soar into the sky, illuminating the boundless night. The difference is that the barracks sang songs to see off their dead comrades.

"Dear brother, you open the way ahead. Slow down, I'll follow in your footsteps soon. Stained with the blood of the enemy, the glory belongs to me and to you. My dear brother, give me your strength so that I can swing the knife in my hand more......"