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He did not try out or feign an attack. There were no flying stones or arrows. The hand-to-hand combat seemed to have started in an instant.

The heavy infantry opened up their giant shield and jumped out of the trench. As they ran, they took out the work racks made of fine steel. Just as the heavy infantry were about to place the siege escalades on the wall, the light infantry soldiers threw the handheld crossbow s who had already launched three rounds to the side, pulled out their machetes and climbed up the stairs.

The soldiers on the wall were already prepared. The soldiers on the front row used their shields to block the walls tightly, while the soldiers in the back row jumped high into the air, fiercely thrusting their spears through the gaps between the two shields towards Moqiu Soldier who was on the other side of the wall. With a single hit, he was immediately snatched back. The soldiers behind him immediately jumped up and stabbed him with their spears.

Some soldiers simply used the iron rakes of farmers to modify their spears. In order to prevent the spears from being lost again, they tied a piece of leather rope at the end of the spears. This way, when they stabbed a little bit, the spears would be able to return to their hands. However, it was this seemingly frugal design that caused many soldiers to lose their lives.

Some of the Moqiu Soldier s were not killed by the spear or their spear tips were stuck in their bones, so the valiant soldiers simply released the blades and shields in their hands and held on to the spear with their two hands, pulling the Fire Phoenix Border Army Soldier s and their spears off the city walls. The two of them continued to struggle in the air, fighting until both of them fell to the ground. Moqiu Soldier caught up to them and sliced them into mincemeat.

Zhao Handong brought his own soldiers and the local army to take care of the eastern part of the city wall. Although he had a lot of soldiers under his command, the majority of them were the local army from the five northern provinces. These so-called soldiers were probably collecting food on the field at home half a month ago. Who would have thought that after receiving the order, they would directly be pulled to the walls of Phoenix City Pass, facing hundreds of thousands of Devil Kingdom soldiers?

Instead of personally leading troops up to the city walls, the prefectures of the five northern provinces would have preferred to devote their limited energies to the task of unlimited logistics. It was no longer rare for the dignified White Feather Battalion Commander to carry wood and stone. Even Red Feather Battalion Commander rolled up her sleeves and personally cooked a pot of hot porridge for everyone.

Since the local army commanders were behaving in such a way, it was naturally to the extent that they did not have any objections towards assigning the local army officers under their command to the various Phoenix City Pass officers to lead the battle. Therefore, Kong Sheng waved his hand and allocated 30,000 of the local army soldiers, who were supporting them during this period of time, to everyone.

When Zhao Handong had asked for ten thousand local troops in one go, Kong Sheng was still a little worried that there would be too many new recruits, causing him to have too much pressure in his battle. Zhao Handong expressed smilingly. He was also a farmer and had some experience controlling farmers to battle, so Kong Sheng could be at ease.

When they really started fighting, Kong Sheng ran towards Zhao Handong quite a few times. To his surprise, he found that the problem of him worrying about the locals being incompetent in battle had been perfectly solved by Zhao Handong. He fully displayed the superiority of being a farmer, conveniently commanding ten thousand local army soldiers, and also allowing his own Border Army to get sufficient rest. Kong Sheng repeatedly praised him when he saw this.

Zhao Handong's method was very simple. He first asked the local army officer in charge of mining stone to bring a large pile of stone over here, and then had his local army reduce the stone originally used for stone thrower to half its original size. When the Moqiu Army attacks him, Zhao Handong is still neither fast nor slow. He first let the Border Army guards the city walls with shields, then let the soldiers of the local army carry a stone from underneath each of the walls up. Then, he stepped onto the steps that were built in advance beforehand and threw the stone down.

Just moving these large stone heads up from beneath the city walls was already enough of a feat, and it was already difficult for them to throw them down. Moreover, it was still Devil Kingdom that were smashed, so why would they care about whether there was blood and gore below? Basically, he just threw it down and left. Then, without looking back, he walked down the wall to carry the second piece. The Border Army Soldier under Zhao Handong's command only needed to supervise the local army leaders and not be lazy. On the way, they just needed to kick the Moqiu Soldier off the city wall before he was smashed by a rock.

Under Zhao Handong's command, the soldiers of the local army had already completed such a serious task as a simple and efficient assembly line operation. There was no need to fight to the death, no need to see blood, all they needed to do was to put in some effort to move the rocks and throw them at the rocks.

However, at the same time, Kong Sheng noticed the weakness of this method, the replenishment of the stone could not keep up with the consumption of the energy. Although there were twenty thousand soldiers of the local army that were constantly supplying the city walls with all kinds of backup, the stone materials needed time to be excavated and transported. However, it wouldn't take long for them to be carried over the city walls and throw them down, so as time went by, the number of stone materials would only become fewer and fewer.

What Zhao Handong was worried about was not that, he felt that this was in itself a training for the local army. After the stone was thrown away, this group of farmers were almost standard soldiers, he was worried about the giant stone thrower s that had yet to be used in the Black Hill Army camp.

Kong Sheng and Zhao Handong had once carefully observed the stone thrower s created by the Moqiu State, and had also sent scouts to the camp in Mo Qiu at the risk of their lives. They discovered a problem, and that was that the general leading Moqiu State was a very calm person. Even though he had a large amount of resources, he did not blindly seek them out, but instead created a large number of simple stone thrower s, all of which were made from wood. Their range of attack was not even half of that of the steel stone thrower s from Phoenix City Pass, and the quality was not even a tenth of the original. Even if only ten of them were to break through the seal set up by the Phoenix City Pass stone thrower and throw huge rocks or wooden piles onto the city walls, it would cause a fatal blow to the Phoenix City Pass. After all, Kong Sheng and the rest had no way of dealing with the trenches on the ground. Once the walls were broken through, they could only watch as countless soldiers raised their scimitars and rushed into the city.

However, the situation on the city wall had already changed before they could even worry about what was happening.

After a whole morning of fighting, both sides simultaneously chose to take a break at noon. After noon, under the warm sun, the two armies once again engaged in a close combat. But this time, Moqiu Army had clearly changed its strategy, and the light infantry that had rushed out of the trenches were no longer standing there foolishly as they waited for the ladders to climb and the stones to smash them. They put down the handheld crossbow that they were good at, picked up the bow decked with horn of an animal that they despised, and started to shoot towards the city walls.

To Moqiu State people who had been nomadic for generations, using the principle of a parabola to shoot arrows at the city walls was no harder than grabbing a rock with your hands. Moreover, as long as these arrows shot up, it was possible to trade for his life. Who wouldn't like to do such a thing?

With the change in Moqiu Army, the pressure on Kong Sheng and the others increased, and the number of troops on the city wall almost doubled. Other than blocking the crater with their shields, they also had to protect their heads well, and they did not have to know when they would fall to the ground.

Kong Sheng did not even have time to think about these, as he shuttled back and forth on the city walls that had already become crowded, and kept roaring. He was not afraid of the arrows in the sky, but of losing sight of them.

Under the rain of arrows, Kong Sheng was no longer able to stay on top of the city wall and observe the other party's movements. Relying on the group city to provide information was also not that timely, at least it was not enough to satisfy Kong Sheng. He needed the most timely information, and he also needed to remind every single Border Army band on the city wall to respond in the most timely manner. This caused Kong Sheng to feel an uncontrollable fear. He did not know what the enemy wanted to do, or what he wanted to do, and was very afraid that if the enemy made a move, it would result in an irreparable consequence if he did not respond in time.

After going back and forth across the city walls twice, Kong Sheng finally came back to the top of the city walls and let out a long sigh of relief. Luckily the other party did not use stone thrower s, which allowed him to heave a sigh of relief.

But immediately after, another question surfaced in his mind: why did the other party still not use stone thrower s? The city wall had been under attack for a long time, and the losses of the soldiers were not small. The key point was that since the other party had such conditions, why didn't they use them?

Kong Sheng laughed bitterly and rubbed his forehead. No wonder no one liked being a temporary surrogate commander.

Just then, a soldier suddenly shouted, "Lord Kong! Look at the other side! "

Kong Sheng raised his head to look, only to see that the direction of the Moqiu Army camp across him had ignited with streams of black smoke. This pillar of smoke did not seem like smoke, it seemed more like someone had set a fire inside the Moqiu Army camp.

"Where's Qu Feizhi?!" Kong Sheng suddenly thought of something, and turned to shout.

The soldiers behind him looked at each other. After a while, a timid voice replied, "Sir, I haven't seen Sir Qu since noon."

"Damn it!" Kong Sheng slapped his thigh heavily.

Ever since the Moqiu Army had dug the trenches, the Fire Phoenix Army Knights had lost their usefulness. They were assigned to various sections of the city walls using brigades, and were ordered to obey the commands of the Border Army Supervisory Belt. However, Kong Sheng took care of Qu Feizhi's team by himself. He was really worried about the brat, so he had to put him aside and watch over him. This was also the period of war. Otherwise, Kong Sheng would have found a rope to tie Qu Feizhi up somewhere.

But even so, this brat still managed to escape after staring at Wan Zhenghao. The fire on the other side was most likely caused by him! Don't look at the fact that he was born into the Qu Feizhi family, his brain was usually active, but this brat was actually just a weak person. It would be too difficult for him to stop him if he wanted to do something. If it was based on accumulated achievements, Qu Feizhi would have been promoted to become Captain long ago. However, Kong Sheng did not give him a promotion, and kept pressing on him, making him captain under Ling Zilu's command. He wanted him to learn more from this experienced Captain Ling. Qu Feizhi was worried, he didn't want to apply to be redeployed back to the imperial capital or the other inland provinces to be captain, so he just waited at the border. In any case, it didn't matter whether the leader was a captain or a captain, as long as there was a war going on, everything else didn't matter.

When a smart, agile, and fighting heart and soul of a noble wanted to do something, the factors that stopped him were far too few.

Kong Sheng did not guess wrong. In the morning, when he and Zhao Handong were discussing about stone thrower s, Qu Feizhi had heard everything clearly from the side as the Lord Kong's personal guard. When it was lunch time, this guy took advantage of the chaos to slip out and swindle his way out of the west gate under the banner of the Lord Kong's secret order. Then, he mounted his warhorse and sped along the side of the mountain, thinking about the Moqiu State camp.

There were tens of thousands of people on both sides, so who would care about a knight in a corner? Furthermore, he was not wearing any military uniform and his riding skills were extraordinary. Furthermore, he had specifically gone to the corner and no one had noticed him.

When they were near the Moqiu Army Camp, Qu Feizhi hid the horses well and killed a Moqiu Soldier at the same time. After changing his clothes, he swaggered towards the Moqiu Army Battalion. His original plan was to rush straight to the main tent of the army and take action against the Tiger King s, since killing one of them would be more than enough to mess up his Moqiu Army. However, the interrogations within the Moqiu Army were also extremely strict, and the passwords and code words under each Tiger King's command were all different. After almost exposing himself, Qu Feizhi gave up on the idea of assassinating the Tiger King, and turned to look at the densely packed stone thrower at the other side of the tent.

Fire was something that everyone could do, but arson was a skilled job. It was impossible for ordinary people to burn as much as they wanted to. However, to Sir Qu Feizhi, the six year old Baron who dared to hang firecrackers on his father's horse's butt, this was definitely something that he wanted to do, liked to do, and could do.

Qu Feizhi had mixed with the injured soldiers, and this was the place that reflected the cruelty of war the most. Injured soldiers and corpses laid on the ground in a mess, the way to differentiate whether they were still alive was to go and kick them.

The wounded soldiers lined up to be bandaged, and the corpses were arranged neatly. Some of them came to pour the kerosene s on the corpses, and after the priest finished chanting the spell, he threw the torches on the corpses, allowing the raging flames to engulf them. When the fire was almost done, another person would come over and sweep up that pile of ashes, who could not even tell who was who, and place it in a jar with no names. Only after the war was over would they put their names on it and send it back to their hometown and tribe, if there were still any.

Qu Feizhi watched on quietly for a while, his heart suddenly feeling a little sad. We are all human beings, both raised by mother and father. Why can't we get along well and kill each other?

He shook his head to clear his mind of the mess of constitutions. Lowering his head, he helped remove the armor from the corpses and hung the helmets of the dead men around his waist. No one felt that this wasn't right. If a person died, their armor would have to be left behind. If new recruits came in the future, they might even need it.

After gathering together seven or eight helmets, Qu Feizhi walked to the side and casually handed over the water sac s of unknown origin to a soldier who was holding a torch and waiting for a sacrifice as he chanted the Rebirth Curse. The soldier thanked him, then gulped down the water with the water sac. Qu Feizhi took this opportunity to carry away the kerosene barrel that was by his feet. They directly arrived near a group of stone thrower s that were about to be pushed onto the ground. After observing the surroundings beforehand, Qu Feizhi discovered that the defense of this place was relatively relaxed. This was because everyone's attention was on the Commander's Lodge, waiting for orders to be issued at any time.

Qu Feizhi secretly threw the helmet filled with kerosene beside the stone thrower, then returned to the rear camp and stole a horse, then he madly rushed towards the stone thrower's position. Next, was the time for Master Qu Feizhi's performance.

He threw a torch towards the first stone thrower. The kerosene was ignited, and the flames quickly devoured the pure wood stone thrower. Soon after, Qu Feizhi used the rope that he had prepared beforehand to wrap around the stone thrower's long arm. The tall and simple stone thrower was unable to withstand the pulling force from his side, and its center of gravity was instantly pulled unsteadily to the ground, causing the flames to spread to the stone thrower beside.

Qu Feizhi threw his helmet, ignited the fire, and pulled the stone thrower ~ ~ ~ In one breath, Qu Feizhi lit up seven to eight places, the infantry behind him had no way of dealing with him, the stone thrower s who were ignited by the kerosene had blocked their footsteps and also blocked their line of sight, so even the handheld crossbow s were useless. The group of angry soldiers watched as Qu Feizhi threw out the last helmet in his hands, which was filled with kerosene s, and then laughed out loud and urged their horses to leave.

Qu Feizhi knew that he had stirred up a big incident and he was about to go back and get beaten up dozens of times by Kong Sheng. Then, he would honestly lie on the bed for two months. However, what he didn't know was that this fire had completely changed his destiny for the rest of his life.

Commander Huo of the famous Fire and Water Generals of the Demonic Phoenix Army, widely praised by the later generations, had appeared out of nowhere from then on.