"His grandmother's, whoever dares to make trouble will be killed directly!" Zhang Hu said impatiently: "Get out of here!" ”

At this moment, there was a loud bang, and a burning stone flew over the city wall and smashed into the city, directly smashing a house, and the flying rubble ignited the broken wood cloth, which immediately caused a fire.

There was a mess in the north gate city, not to mention the panicked people, even Zhang Hu had never seen this meeting, yesterday six or seven catapults attacked the city together, and none of them threw stones into the city, and this time it really frightened everyone.

"Someone is here to put out the fire!" Someone shouted.

"The water, the water is there."

In fact, when Beicheng was preparing for the war, it stored enough water, but it was used to quench the thirst of the soldiers, although it was often replenished, but it was not enough to fight the fire.

"His grandmother's, with soil, sand can also extinguish fires." Zhang Hu often hooked up with Du Xiang on weekdays to listen to the role of the book, Zhang Hu commanded people to put out the fire, while strictly ordering all the soldiers to stick to the city wall to prevent unprovoked damage, and at the same time did not forget to repel the group of troublemakers.

Just when Zhang Hu thought that everything was all right and was running towards the city wall, there was another loud noise, and a stone fell steadily, hitting those people, and suddenly blood rushed to the sky, wailing all over the field.

Outside the city, at the back of the charging army, Bi Heng, who commanded the three catapults, clapped his hands again and again, and said: "Throw well, throw two more into it, and mess up their military hearts." Only when the army is in turmoil can it be better to attack the city. ”

At this moment, Bi Heng no longer has any choice, originally with his treacherous nature, he would leave several retreats for himself in everything, but this time he was completely tied to this chariot by Ding Lai, which also means that Bi Heng must fight with all his might.

Bi Heng squinted his eyes and tried his best to look into the distance, and at the same time kept giving orders: "No. 1 continues to attack the arrow tower, don't let our General Lin rest, just throw two more into the city wall, no matter how much it doesn't make much sense." And No. 3 don't aim at the city head this time, now aim at the city wall and bang hard! Don't change your position, just attack that one place. Two Pairs! That's it, throw a little farther, okay, now attack a place at the same time as the three, although there is a battering ram in front, but there is no guarantee that you will be able to take the city gate, now as long as you smash the city wall, Lao Tzu will give the first credit to that name! ”

As Bi Heng's orders continued to be issued one by one, dozens of carefully selected strong half-bear men and half-tiger men skillfully controlled the three catapults and adjusted the attack according to Bi Heng's orders.

"No. 1, throw stones and pick small stones, anyway, they consume Lin Shaohua, what the hell are you doing with big ones?" Bi Heng scolded.

The two half-bears heard Bi Heng's reprimand, and quickly put down the huge stone that they had been hugging, rummaged through it a few times, and found the smallest round stone they had seen so far before carefully moving it to the No. 1 catapult.

Bi Heng complained angrily: "It's really not a good family, I don't know that firewood, rice, oil and salt are expensive." ”

Bi Heng is very lively here, but the city of Xinji is full of corpses, close to the root of the wall and ready to rush to the city to support the soldiers did not hurt a few, but those demonstrators were injured a large number of people, their original people were more close to the battle, although the cobblestone was inserted into the edge of the crowd and fell, but in the end it was still powerful and injured a large area.

"Zhang Hu, what's going on down there?"

On the city wall, Chang Chun and Wang Dong, who were afraid that they should always be on guard against the sneak attack of flying stones, Lin Shaohua turned around and took a hasty look after solving a boulder.

Zhang Hu really has the heart to cry, his grandmother's group of people are idle and have nothing to do, what kind of civil uprising, what kind of demonstration? Now the medicine is already nervous, and I have to use it for you.

Although Zhang Hu was extremely reluctant, he still ordered people to let the soldiers come over to deal with it, and if he was unfortunately killed, he directly transported the body. The seriously injured were moved to the wounded barracks, but there was no bed, and as for how to heal the wounds, it was simple, and they found a place to lie down where they were cool. The rest of the bruised and uninjured will come and go.

Hearing Zhang Hu's order, the soldier was a little embarrassed and said, "General Zhang, but there is a ...... on the side of the wounded and sick camp."

"What's there?" Zhang Hu said impatiently: "This group of people don't need to be deliberately cared for, just find someone to see and bandage it, if you don't go like this, do you want me to go by myself?" ”

The soldier had no choice but to swallow back the words that had reached his throat, and hurriedly led people to carry the wounded.

"General Zhang Hu stays."

Just as Zhang Hu was about to return to the city wall again, he was suddenly stopped.

"Who is his grandmother......" Zhang Hu, who had been impatient, broke out directly, and when he was about to scold, he saw the person clearly, and directly swallowed his anger, and squeezed out an extremely ugly smile and said: "It turned out to be Mr." ”

Zhang Hu and Du Xiang often listen to books together, and they like to cook wine and talk about heroes when they have nothing to do, although the throne of the 'first hero in the world' in the eyes of the two people has their own disputes, one says it is Lin Shaohua and the other says it is Ma Yongning, but the throne of the 'second best man' The two people agree on it, it is this weak scholar storyteller who has no power to tie the chicken, after all, he can tell such a storyteller who can tell such a 'magnificent heroic dream, love and hate entanglement with red faces, tears', even if he doesn't have any strength, it is enough to reach the second. As for the martial arts master of Xinjicheng, in the eyes of the two, he couldn't even compare to a single hair of Mr. Storyteller.

"Sir, why are you here? By the way, why isn't that kid by your side? Zhang Hu asked.

The storyteller smiled embarrassedly, and replied directly without concealing it: "Xiao Sheng originally wanted to take refuge in the City Lord's Mansion, but he didn't think that there was a civil uprising over there, and he was accidentally coerced to come here, which is really embarrassing." As for the little boy in my family, his legs and feet are more convenient than those of the little one, and when he saw that the situation was wrong, he avoided it early. ”

As soon as he heard this, Zhang Hu was also a little angry, so he hugged Mr. Storyteller and said: "This little guy is too ignorant, when the battle is over, I will teach Mr. a good lesson." ”

The storyteller smiled heartily and said: "Seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages, human nature, my child is not at fault." ”

Seeing this reaction, Zhang Hu could only sigh: "Alas, sir, you are too kind." By the way, sir, the war is urgent now, and when the war is over, I will drink and talk with him. After speaking, Zhang Hu instructed again: "Someone will send Mr. to my house so that he can be protected." ”

Without waiting for the soldier to answer, the storyteller said first: "General Zhang Hu, Xiaosheng has traveled around and knows some medical skills, although he is not as good as a doctor, he should be able to help a little, it is better to let Xiaosheng go to the wounded barracks and do his part." ”

"That's better." Zhang Hu waved his hand and ran to the city wall and said, "Then thank you, sir." ”