Chapter 517

Zhe crack, who was naked, had a machete in his mouth and rushed forward with his own soldiers carrying a ladder. His own soldiers were also cruel. They knew that it was better to fight if they were dead. Several wolf Knight soldiers ran with zhe chabie with shields, ready to cover the feather arrows.

Like the soldiers, zhe chapie couldn't adapt to the way of charging with his legs. But now he had no choice but to stride forward, and his riding boots clicked on the charred remains of the bodies. The burning smell rushes into the nose and can't get out. The smoked people want to vomit. Some people even stepped on the sticky body and slid to the, trampling off a layer of skin and exposing the pale flesh.

The place where the fire burned was blackened, and many people hugged and curled up on the ground, just like the posture of a newborn baby.

Seeing the second offensive launched by the Mongolians, Xia Hou Baichuan beat the stone wall with a horizontal knife: "Cheer up. Now what we compare with Meng Yuan barbarians is courage. Can we still lose to them when they get off the horse? Our soldiers in the Sui Dynasty haven't lost to anyone in the infantry since the first battle more than 100 years ago. If we don't show the prestige of the Han people in this war, how can you explain to your hometown parents when you go home in the future!"

"Kill all the barbarians!"

I don't know who roared, which immediately aroused the resonance of the soldiers: "kill all the barbarians! Revenge!"

"Revenge!"

"Revenge!"

The cry echoed in the canyon again, startling the forest birds that fell to rest.

The catapult roared again, and more than a dozen heavy crossbows rushed out like divine punishment from Lei Gong, and then the feather arrows fell all over the sky. Zhe crack's other three thousand team had lost most of them, and the remaining more than 1000 people squeezed out all the courage in their bodies, shouting to cheer themselves up.

In fact, this kind of fight has no plot, only real hand to hand combat.

After losing more than 200 people, Meng Yuan's wolf cavalry rushed under the stone wall again. They clumsily erected the ladder, and the lack of cooperation led to a gradual slowdown in speed. The ladder was too high, and the soldiers needed to pass on and cooperate with each other to set it up. Unfortunately, those wolf cavalry who had just found the trick had died in the last attack. Those who didn't die had to use it Master experience at the cost of life.

The death of more than 1000 people before slowed down the second wave of attack. The corpses piled up on the road, and they would almost step on a colleague's robe. When the corpses piled higher under the city wall, the wolf cavalry stepped forward with one deep foot and one shallow foot, and they didn't know who's eyeball or heart was crushed.

Zhe crack doesn't lead the team himself. When he sees the nail racket put down again, he immediately roars and asks the soldiers to cut off the rope. With previous experience, these wolf cavalry also know that if they don't want to die under the nail racket, they have to cut off the rope and don't let the Han people pull up the nail racket again.

The two wolf cavalry jumped up recklessly, grabbed the nail and patted, and gradually slowed down the rising speed. The people behind rushed up, chopped down with knives, cut off the rope, and the heavy nail fell. They patted the two wolf cavalry below. The nails were embedded in their bodies and couldn't be pulled out if they wanted to.

"Pour boiling water and boiling oil!"

Xiahou Baichuan pointed at the bottom and shouted. The soldiers behind immediately took water from the burning iron pot in wooden barrels. The hot water poured down bucket by bucket, and the wolf cavalry below immediately burst into ghost crying and howling. War has never been kind, but some just racked their brains to kill the enemy as much as possible. No one doubts that the main melody of war is the dead. As for what sadness Any joy is an emotion that happens after the dead.

The scalding water poured down and poured a wolf cavalry from head to foot. The scalded soldier cried out, covering his eyes with his hands and rolling wildly all over the ground.

After the water is washed down, the blood on the ground is diluted, so it looks more eye-catching.

In order not to accumulate too many things under the stone wall, the defense of the black flag army gave up rolling logs and stones from the beginning, because they knew that this was not a war that could be solved in one day. It was not good for defense to accumulate too high stones over time.

Except for rolling wood and stone, other means have been used.

The nail racket was damaged a lot, and more and more wolf cavalry gradually accumulated under the stone wall. Even if they were sparse, a ladder was erected on the stone wall.

A centurion climbed up first with a machete in his mouth, and at least ten wolf cavalry pressed the ladder hard to prevent it from being overturned.

The centurion's movements were very flexible. He soon climbed to half of the ladder. He looked up and saw a Han soldier spilling a bucket of boiling oil. He cried out in horror, and the knife in his mouth fell down and inserted it into a body.

This time, oil, not water, splashed on the centurion and the person holding the ladder below. The centurion who landed madly patted his face with his hands, trying to drive the hot feeling away from his face. He couldn't even notice that every time he patted on his face, a layer of skin would stick off his palm.

He wanted to rub his eyes and see the world again. When he rubbed the back of his hand on his eyes, his eyelids fell off.

Not only him, but also several wolf cavalry holding the ladder. Although they will not die for a while and a half, people can't bear the pain at all.

Zhe crack doesn't give the ladder to the soldiers around him. He quickly steps over and stabs the wolves to death. He couldn't let himself watch the wolves ride and howl, so he could only help them end their lives as soon as possible.

The ladder, which was not supported by anyone, was overthrown by the soldiers of the black flag army. When it fell down, two wolf cavalry were killed.

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"Stay away!"

When kuketai menglie saw that zhe chabie had killed under the stone wall, but was blocked by the endless defensive means of the Han people, he shouted: "take your warriors to help zhe chabie, and suppress the Han people on the wall with feather arrows!"

Kubie Tieer promised loudly, took his team of thousands forward, and then used wolf tooth arrows to suppress the defenders. When he saw the arrow array of wolves coming, the Heavy Crossbow was adjusted and started firing towards them. Each huge crossbow and arrow could kill several wolf cavalry, but the accurate shooting skills of wolf cavalry also caused great losses to the black flag Army soldiers.

A black flag soldier just showed up and wanted to spill the oil in the barrel. A wolf tooth arrow popped into his eye socket. His body shook and fell down with the barrel full of oil.

With the help of the arrow array, zhe crack's other pressure was relieved. He asked someone to help the ladder and climb up with a machete. A black flag army Archer leaned out and shot an arrow at him. Zhe crack, who had been in battle, turned under the ladder when he saw him, and the feather arrow flew over to shoot a wolf cavalry behind him. When the archer of the black flag army was ready to shoot the second arrow, he was stabbed in the throat by a wolf tooth arrow, and the blood immediately gushed out like a waterfall.

Zhe crack didn't climb up under the ladder. When he was about to reach the stone wall, he suddenly turned over. He kicked his feet in the air and landed on the stone wall. With one knife, he cut over the black flag army Archer around him, and then cut off an arm still holding the bow.

He killed with red eyes and chopped like crazy.

A black flag Army soldier waved a knife to meet him. After zhe crack didn't hide, he cut his knife on the black flag Army soldier's shoulder. With great strength, the machete was fiercely embedded in the black flag Army soldier's meat and stuck on the bone. Zhe crack didn't pull out hard. The sound of the blade rubbing against the bone was so clear, but the black flag Army soldier raised his hand and held the machete to death.

"Kill him!"

The cut black flag soldiers shouted hoarsely.

The archer not far away drew a feather arrow from the arrow pot and poked it at zhe crack's other heart. Zhe crack didn't lower his body, and the feather arrow stabbed into his shoulder. Zhe chabie kicked down the black flag soldiers who pressed his machete with one foot, and swung his arm sideways to knock over the archer who stabbed him.

As soon as the machete was pulled out, he saw a horizontal knife cut down towards his head. Zhe crack didn't dodge quickly, but he found that the knife turned faster and cut horizontally, leaving a deep trace on his chest. Blood gushed out of the mouth and soon covered his upper body.

At this time, two or three other relatives of zhe crack also climbed up and waved a machete to save zhe crack. The other Han who hurt zhe crack was very brave. Three or two knives chopped over zhe crack's other relatives, and then waved a knife to zhe crack again. Zhe crack doesn't block the Han Jiang's knife with a machete. The two people press forward and try to push each other away.

Knife and knife stand together, two people's arms against their arms.

"I'll kill you!"

Zhe crack didn't roar. As soon as he let go, he slashed at the Han Jiang's back. The Han pressed his body forward to avoid the knife, and hit his elbow back right in the middle of zhe crack's other lower abdomen. This was very fierce, and zhe crack's other bodies bent down immediately. Seeing the opportunity, the Han turned around and kicked zhe crack's other face. This kick directly crushed zhe crack's other nose, and blood sprayed out from zhe crack's other mouth and nose at the same time.

"You two legged sheep..."

Zhe crack didn't spit a mouthful of blood. He wanted to fight again, but he had lost his chance. The Han cut a knife on his right arm, and the arm holding the machete immediately flew into the air.

"Two legged sheep?"

Han stabbed another knife into Zhe's heart and twisted the horizontal knife back and forth: "remember, whoever killed you has hundreds of rivers in summer!"

The knife twisted in zhe crack's other heart, and zhe crack's other face was particularly ferocious. He looked at the red eyed enemy in front of him, suddenly his strength relaxed, and his body immediately fell down.

Xiahou Baichuan bent down, grabbed zhe crack's other hair loss and belt, lifted it up, and then threw it out under the stone wall.

The body shed blood all the way in mid air, and then fell heavily to the ground.

Xia Hou Baichuan just wiped the sweat on his forehead. He didn't notice that a wolf cavalry who had just climbed up cut him on the thigh. His body shook immediately and nearly fell. Just then, a long dog came from the oblique thorn and burst through the throat of the wolf cavalry. The long dog picked up the hanging body and threw it out fiercely, smashing several of the wolf cavalry below.

"General Xia Hou, go down and rest. Chen Dingnan will change you!"

Xiahou Baichuan looked back and saw that it was Chen Dingnan, the general of fangxie, who came up with the reserve team.

"I can do it!"

Xiahou Baichuan tore off a dress and wrapped the wound: "it's not time to rest!"

Chen Dingnan grabbed his clothes and helped him up. Then without looking back, he ordered, "please go down to cure the injury. Now it's our turn to kill the enemy!"

Xiahou Baichuan was helped down. At this time, he found that the dress of the reserve team was different from that of ordinary soldiers. This is a team of about 200 people, each holding a long name in his hand. The 200 people are all white robes without armor. On the gray and black battlefield, the two hundred white robed long paws looked so dazzling.

"Shuo array!"

Chen Dingnan swung the long dog forward and opened the skull of a wolf: "let these barbarians see how Chen jiaerlang killed people!"

The soldiers in black armor were replaced, and two hundred white robes formed a human wall in the blood rain!