Gritting his teeth, his legs slammed on the ground, and his hands held forks and pushed outward, even his face turned red at the same time. Diaphragm

A gust of wind glanced at the position left and right, hoping to call one over to help push it.

It turned out to be regrettable to find that this wall was full of ladders that had just been lowered, and the combatants on the left and right positions were now all dealing with the opponents who were constantly rushing up on the other ladders.

For a while, there was not even anyone who helped him push the ladder together.

Finally, when I saw a braincase, it was already in front of my eyes.

He decisively gave up and continued his intention to push the ladder with brute force; He didn't even have time to change his weapon, so he stabbed the man with his fork in front of the door.

The face door was not stabbed, but it succeeded in stabbing the opponent in the neck.

When the soft Adam's apple of the human body was slammed hard, the Liao soldier immediately became weak all over his body, and the whole person was stabbed out. Diaphragm

The problem is that the walls of Haiyang City are only more than 3 meters high, and a gust of wind stabbed the man down, and then a Liao soldier climbed up.

What's even worse is that when a wooden fork was poked out in a gust of wind, the sharp long knife in the man's right hand was swung off, and the V-shaped fork head was directly cut off.

Even so, for a while, he waved a wooden stick that was only half left, and he slapped at the Liao soldier with his head and face.

In a word, this grandson must not be allowed to climb up and gain a foothold, otherwise in the position behind him, there is now a string of Liao soldiers following.

Once he is allowed to stand firm, it will be the beginning of disaster.

It's just that the Liao soldiers are also fierce, wearing helmets on their heads, shoulders and other positions, and they were beaten by a gust of wind at the moment of 'Bang Bang~'.

The left hand still grabbed the ladder and refused to let go, and a sharp long knife in the right hand also kept slashing at a gust of wind. Diaphragm

If it weren't for the strength of the armor on his body in a gust of wind, he would have been cut into a blood gourd by now.

But even so, in the mouth of a gust of wind for a short time, there was a muffled snort.

That's because in such a short time of beating each other, a gust of wind not only slashed with a long knife, but also two arrows from the shoulder and chest.

These two arrows were shot by some Jurchens dressed as Liao soldiers, mixed in the attacking team.

They are now all within a distance of 30 meters, and the heavy arrows shot by the foot bow in their hands already have the ability to shoot through the iron armor.

That is, the people of the Xuange Battalion team, plus a group of netizens, would rather risk heat stroke and armor-piercing wind in such a hot weather, and still wear several layers of armor on their bodies.

Otherwise! A gust of wind is now lying down. Diaphragm

But a gust of wind also knew that with his own ability, he was afraid that he would not be able to withstand the attack of this city wall; Immediately, when he continued to whip wildly with a wooden stick, he shouted out loudly without looking back:

"Wild ghost, your big dung is cooked, there is no ......"

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When the sound of inquiry shouted by a gust of wind reached his ears.

At that time, the wild ghost, with a people's husband, was carrying a sandalwood weighing more than 200 catties and smashed it down on a ladder in front of him.

This thing is really worthy of being a long-lasting city defense weapon for this nation for 5,000 years.

Immediately, he overtook the battlements of the wall with half of his body, and when he saw the Liao soldiers who were about to climb over the city wall, he directly smashed the bones in his chest with a 'Kacha~' sound, and the whole person fell. Diaphragm

Then the heavy sassal wood rolled down the ladder.

The two Liao soldiers who planned to climb up in the future also smashed down the ladder with a scream, and the surrounding people who helped hold the ladder also smashed to the ground in a blink of an eye.

Before he could join forces with the man and push the ladder down, he heard a gust of wind in his ear, which was also a rookie, and shouted that sentence in his mouth.

Suddenly, he scolded depressedly in his mouth:

"Get out, what do you call my big dung, that's your big dung, your whole family's big dung~"

However, when he scolded and scolded in his mouth, he still turned his head to look at it and saw the bad feelings in a gust of wind.

Immediately, he looked behind him, into the cauldron that was lined up. Diaphragm

Immediately, I was pleasantly surprised to see that after more than half an hour of heating, the hot Xiang in the cauldron had already tumbled, and it had reached a high temperature of 100 degrees.

"Keep throwing stones and smash these grandchildren to death~"

In his mouth, he said to the people beside him, and after he hurriedly explained a sentence,

The wild ghost took a few steps back from the battlement, picked up a large wooden spoon with a long handle from the ground, and poured it directly into the tumbling cauldron.

Boy! Just this spoonful, the boiling hot Xiang in the pot was less than one-third of the amount on the spot.

Coincidentally, when he had just finished such an action, the Liao soldier, who had suffered a gust of wind and had a slightly deformed helmet, finally fell from the ladder with a head full of blood.

It's just such a result, but it can't make a rookie like a gust of wind feel the slightest relief in his heart. Diaphragm

If there is, then there is only great horror.

Without him! Not only was the ladder a little lower, but after seeing this, another Liao soldier continued to climb up with a hideous face.

What's more important is that in the hands of this Liao soldier, what he is holding is an iron bone.

The several layers of armor on his body can resist the crackling of the long knife in the hand of the last Liao soldier, but he can't bear this kind of iron-clad greeting.

At this moment, he heard a heavenly voice in his ear: "A gust of wind, get out of the way~"

When he stepped back again and again, he was pleasantly surprised to see a wild ghost with a big spoon of hot flying in his hand, rushed to the wall battlement, and faced the big face that had already emerged, and the spoon fell directly as soon as it was turned over.

An instant later, the Liao soldier fell down at the same time. Diaphragm

A hoarse scream was roared out of several different chests.

There is no doubt that several Liao soldiers under the ladder must have been hit by the heat of such a spoon to make this concerto-like movement.

Of course, after sharing a big spoon of hot Xiang, they won't die right away.

But in the end, it's actually better to die directly.

Because in such an era of antibacterial and anti-inflammatory drugs, they can only rely on the era of Chinese herbal medicine, with the clumsy medical ability of the Jurchens; They were infected by the wounds caused by the extensive burns, which was basically equivalent to no solution.

They will only die slowly after they have suffered so much, so it is easier to be scalded to death or fall to death.

After thinking of this, the hearts of the two rookies, a gust of wind and a wild ghost, were immediately filled with indescribable happiness. Diaphragm

At this time, he retreated to a gust of wind in front of a cauldron and found the man who had just picked up a stone under the explanation of the wild ghost.

Suddenly, after the body went soft, he collapsed to the ground softly.

It turned out that it was the Jurchens in the city who shot him in the chest with an arrow, and shot through Hu Biao, and they could only help with the leather armor they barely matched.

The whole person's back was exposed with an arrow, and he was afraid that he would be killed on the spot.

Seeing that the empty space in this wall buttress appeared, a gust of wind dared to continue the ink.

After hurriedly picking up a wooden spoon from the ground, Rexiang took a spoonful from the pot next to him and greeted an owner who had just come out of the top of his helmet.

There is no surprise that all beings are equal under the hot flight. Diaphragm

After the heat of the spoon went down, another scream rang out, and the danger at the battlement was completely solved.

It was also at this moment that the two rookies, the wild ghost and the gust of wind, no longer felt that these hot horses stinked, but exuded the fragrance of a battlefield killer.

After seeing such a scene, he had just commanded a trebuchet and smashed out a pile of broken stones.

Fifty meters below the city, seven or eight Liao soldiers gathered together, and the little brother of Lang Qing, who was all smashed to the ground, showed a very relieved expression on his face.

To know! In his previous missions, he was a good hand at throwing manure.

It's just that now after shouldering the task of commanding ballistas, trebuchets, and other equipment combat, I have to say goodbye to this familiar post, and my heart was still a little empty at first.

Fortunately, these rookies also seem to be quite reliable...... Diaphragm

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