The 800-mile urgent letter was sent to Yundu one by one, but I don't know if it was because of the long distance and changes, or because the military situation was delayed.

The northernmost border of Luokou City is like a lonely city, without any support.

The black and oppressive Beimang soldiers outside the city set up a formation and shouted every day, and on the Luokou city wall with the city gate closed, only the soldiers who scolded them responded.

"General, the intention of the Beimang people to press the border this time is obvious.

We can fight with less than 3,000 troops, but the Beimang people are 100,000 strong. ”

Shi Gang, the deputy general hanging from one arm, had a scruffy beard on his face, and his torn armor had several obvious brown blood stains.

"Send all the seriously injured brothers out of Luokou City, bring enough rations and send them to Yunze Mansion, and you will be responsible for it personally.

That's all I can do for you, and it's up to you whether you live or die.

Pu Wu told him to go down and all the fuel, stones, and firewood went up to the city.

Today, Lao Tzu gave them the iron pot to stew Beimang goose, how is the progress of the research and development team.

If you can't make a bomb, you will have to die here today. ”

The cold General Chang Sheng was full of foul language, and his mood was even more irritated.

He originally planned to leave after the beginning of spring, but he didn't expect that the people of Beimang couldn't wait.

As soon as the snow melted, the army pressed the border, and with more than 20,000 troops in Luokou City, it resisted hundreds of encounters.

Without any backup, he was exhausted, and the official document sent to Yunze Mansion has not been responded.

Obviously, someone doesn't want him to live, and maybe he will be charged with betrayal after death.

Unwilling to follow Zhong Lishuang, who was accused of betrayal, his subordinates prepared for the final battle.

After this war, there will be no more generals in the world who will always win generals!

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"General, if you want to go, you will also take your seriously injured brothers away.

After my old stone stayed, he will be a good man again after eighteen years! ”

How could Shi Gang not understand the meaning of the general's words, and he stiffened his neck and refused to accept the order.

"Get out, you can't hold the gun steadily and leave a fart, you can't give Beimang Dog a head.

Leave quickly with people, Lao Tzu can still let people drag on the city, and there will be no way to do it if it's too late. Zhongli was silent for a moment and said.

"Let go of the women in the red tent and fall in love with wherever you want.

His life is almost gone, no matter what kind of exile he is, let's run for his life!

If you have something you like, you can take it with you, and that's it! ”

"General, you don't ......" Shi Gang hesitated and didn't say the next words, because he didn't want to be beaten again.

"Not interested, because it's not the person I want!"

Zhong Lishuang looked at the map on the table and was a little distracted, maybe he would never see the little wild cat again in his life.

He wanted to keep this life, looking for his little wild cat everywhere, regretting that he could not follow him for the rest of his life.

"General, take care!

The brothers will be waiting for you to return in Yunze Mansion and take your brothers to fight on the battlefield again. ”

Shi Ganghu took the order with tears in his eyes, and the general used his life to buy time for his seriously injured brothers, and he could not live up to the general's trust.

Shi Gang, who knew that a group of wounded soldiers could not help anything, left his best fast horse and left with a group of wounded soldiers and disabled generals.

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"General, the Beimang Army has begun to attack!" The herald came in to report.

"Go, go up the walls!

Pu Wu, go to the research and development team, and bring the semi-finished products to Lao Tzu.

It's all burning eyebrows, and it's fucking grinding. ”

In the face of an army of 100,000 and only 3,000 troops, Zhong Lishuang, who lacks everything and has no backup, even if he has great ability, he can't do it.

You can only rely on improvised bombs to relieve the pressure, and the invention of the ancestors is really blind.

Zhongli put on his helmet and burned the military defense map that he had memorized in his brain and the letters in his study.

Deputy General Ma, who was waiting outside the door, smelled the smell of smoke, and two tears fell from his bloodshot eyes.

He understood too well what the general meant by doing this, and dying on the battlefield was the fate of their lives, but it was not a reason for being abandoned by the imperial court.

Before he reached the city wall, Zhong Lishuang heard a deafening shout, and the ruined city wall would soon be breached by the enemy.

The dummies scattered on the city walls will also be discovered by the enemy, and the attack will be the most violent.

Once they are surrounded by enemy troops, they will inevitably die.

The gate of the city was blocked by the tethered stone, and the fierce sound of the enemy slamming the door shook the tethered stone.

A cauldron was lit on the top of the city, boiling water and grease were put on it, and the firewood that had been thrown down the city wall was ignited, and a raging fire was ignited.

Arrows flew all over the sky, and ladders were set up on the city wall, and the soldiers who killed the red eyes could no longer distinguish between friend and foe, and cut down people when they saw them.

The black-pressed Beimang people screamed and sprinted desperately.

A bearded general on a horse waved the spear in his hand and said loudly.

"Rushing in, there were countless women, gold and silver treasures, food, and slaves.

Just rush in, those warriors who belong to us, rush! ”

Without saying a word, Zhongli Shuang took the longbow from the archer's hand, aimed the arrow at the bearded man on the horse, and let go of the bow.

"Whew!" With an arrow of the wind, an arrow pierced the throat of the bearded horse.

Those dead eyes, staring straight at the sky, were full of shock and unwillingness.

There was a commotion among the dense Northern Mang's soldiers, but the death of a general failed to make them retreat.

"Aim at the enemy generals and shoot!"

Zhongli Shuangyi gave an order, and all the bows and arrows at the head of the city turned their arrows, each looking for the generals of the Beimang people, and with the momentum of fighting for one life, they also had to pull a few cushions.

"General, the bomb is coming!

The materials are limited, only one basket is made, and it must be lit with an open flame before use.

Before they could try it, they rushed to send it over. ”

Ma Yuan carefully held the bamboo basket and placed it away from the open flame.

Inside are small sealed clay pots, all with a long fuse exposed.

"Bring the torches!"

Zhonglishuang was not very satisfied with the bomb he had just made, mainly because it was too simple and would detonate if he was not careful.

The explosive power and damage are only slightly stronger than large firecrackers, but they are enough to deal with the dense Beimang people.

He didn't dare to let others do it, so he could only go first.

After Zhongli lit the crockpot bomb in one hand and the other hand, he stood still for five numbers and threw it away.

"Boom!"

The crockpot bombs that fell into the crowd bloomed above the heads of the dense crowd.

The iron filings inside were like scattered flowers by the goddess, spreading to a six-foot radius around, and the affected people of Beimang covered their faces and cried out in pain.

A thick cloud of black smoke rose up, and their faces were blackened, as if they had just been drilled through a chimney.

The soldiers of the Baiyun Kingdom standing at the head of the city heard the miserable howl of the Beimang people, and their legs were no longer sore, and their hands were strong.

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"General, it's done! It's a pity that it didn't kill anyone. Ma Yuan said happily.

"A soldier who goes into battle to kill the enemy is more likely to drain his troops than if he dies directly.

It's a pity that time is limited, otherwise this war can still be won. Zhong Lishuang said with some regret.