Tang Yingang dodged the first wave of arrow array, and the second wave of arrow array arrived again. The powerful shot of the hard bow is so powerful that each arrow has to exceed 100 kg. Even Tang Yin can't bear it continuously.
In the series of crisp sounds of arrows hitting the spirit armor, Tang Yin's body pasted on the wall was shot down. When he landed, he still held two handfuls of gravel in his palm.
Seeing this, two nearby wind soldiers rushed forward and raised their shields to block the arrows of the an army.
The two soldiers stood up with all their strength, and then narrowed their eyes and stood on the ground.
At the moment when he got rid of the two wind soldiers, three pieces of challenge stones fell continuously on the head of the city. They were all on Tang Yin.
Bang, bang, bang! The three falling rocks hit hard.
The first falling stone hit Tang Yin's shoulder and bent his just straight waist. The second falling stone hit him on his back and knelt him to the ground. The third falling stone directly hit his head and let his body fall to the ground.
With his spiritual cultivation, he felt dizzy after three consecutive falls. For a moment, his mind was blank.
Seeing this, the two wind soldiers who were thrown out by him screamed and rushed back, rushed to Tang Yin and used their sucking strength to remove the falling stone on him.
Only the two men had just removed the falling stone, and the arrow array on their heads came again. This time Tang Yin had no spare power to save them. Two wind soldiers were shot into hedgehogs under the dense arrow array, and their whole bodies were covered with carved feathers, but until they died, they both threw themselves on Tang Yin and blocked the arrows for him with their own bodies.
This is the cruelty of the battlefield. The fresh life just turns into a bloody corpse in the blink of an eye.
Tang Yin pushes away the corpse pressed on his body, and the tiger's eyes become scarlet with blood.
He roared, gathered strength again, jumped up, and climbed up against the wall. Similarly, he was still hit by the concentrated arrows of the security forces, and the black arrows flew down from his head and left and right sides.
This time, his palm was inserted deeper into the wall brick, and almost the whole palm fell into it, so as to withstand the continuous impact of the arrow.
The dense arrows were nailed to his spirit armor and jingled. There was almost no interval. The arrows kept coming.
Tang Yin's body was fixed on the city wall, but his spirit armor began to be unable to bear it. Under the continuous impact of arrows, the spirit armor appeared cracks, and then went on hard. Instead of rushing to the head of the city, he had to break his spirit armor first.
In desperation, he had to draw his hands out of the city wall bricks, and his body hanging on the city wall was shot down again. After landing, he picked up a shield and looked up while blocking the arrows on his head.
Why is it so difficult to fight in a mere gateway city that you can't even rush up, and how can the soldiers below attack it?
Thinking of this, he clenched his teeth and looked left and right. He was seeing that a ladder on his side was pushed away by the garrison at the city head not far away, and his brothers climbing on it were falling from the air one after another.
Tang Yin didn't think about it. He rushed forward and shouted at the wind soldiers who were ready to set up the ladder again: "get out of the way!"
Seeing that the shouting man was the king, the people hurried to give way to both sides.
Tang Yin rushed to the ladder, and the ladder, which was three feet away and weighed hundreds of kilograms, was carried in by him alone. With his full strength, he threw the ladder out. He heard a bang, and the ladder hit the wall.
Without hesitation for a moment, he held the shield in one hand and pulled out his sword with the other hand. While reifying it, he jumped up the ladder and rushed to the head of the city.
Tang Yin didn't climb on the ladder, but jumped. Once he was vertical, he could jump out of one meter. Once again, he could jump out of another meter. Only a few ups and downs came down. He was only three meters away from the head of the city.
The security forces at the head of the city also noticed him. People hissed and shouted, "an enemy will rush up, shoot an arrow, shoot an arrow!" With the roar of the Angolan army, the arrows came again. Tang Yin immediately shrunk into a ball on the ladder and put the shield on his head.
Jingle! The arrows were constantly nailed to the shield. Although countless dents were left on the shield, they also helped Tang Yin block most of the arrows.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Tang Yin climbed up another meter. At this time, the city was shrouded in smoke. Two soldiers moved a large pot of hot oil to the city and tried to dump it on Tang Yin.
Tang Yin trembled and didn't even think about it. He used his shield as a dart and shook his hand to throw it out.
Shua! The shield swirled in the air and turned into an electric light, which was right in the neck of an Bing. When he heard the snort, the soldier's neck broke, his head bounced high and rolled to the ground.
As an Bing's body fell down, the oil pot filled with hot oil also tilted. A large pot of hot oil was sprinkled on the head of the city, and the nearby an Bing was affected by it. People were hot and jumping in place, and the skin under the soles of their feet was cracked. They couldn't stand stably if they wanted to stand.
Tang Yin knocked over the other party's oil pan, but he also had no shield for protection, and the arrows from around could be directly nailed to him.
He waved his sword in one hand and clung to the ladder in the other. The distance between him and the city was only two meters, but it seemed to become an insurmountable gap at this time.
He had planned to overcome the other party's arrow array, and then took the opportunity to rush to the city, but the other party's arrow shooting was not over, and an Jun carried the second oil pan.
This time, an Jun also learned to be smart and didn't look around. People hid behind the arrow stack and directly lifted the oil pan onto the arrow stack to pour down.
No matter how strong Tang Yin's Lingwu is and how tough his Lingkai is, he can't stand these hot oils!
He took a breath, carried enough aura and cut the spirit sword out of the sky. Shua! The spirit wave shot out and hit the oil pan. The huge oil pan was forcibly swept in half by the spirit wave, and the hot oil in it poured out all at once.
Although most of the oil spilled into the air, a small amount of it splashed Tang Yin, while others slid down the ladder to his palm. When the fire oil touched the spirit armor, it immediately made a sharp hissing sound, and the smoke was also emitted from the spirit armor.
He clenched his teeth and continued to climb up with the burning oil. However, Tang Yin was almost desperate by the rockets fired by the an army.
The ladder that had been drenched with fire oil was on fire, and Tang Yin's body was on fire. Especially when he grabbed the palm of the ladder, it almost became a palm of fire.
Such a strong fire, if it wasn't for the spirit armor cover, his palm would be burned into coke in an instant.
With a long sigh in his heart, he could only loosen his hand that had held the ladder tightly. His body fell from the top of the ladder, and the burning fire on his body made him like a meteor when he fell.
Plop! Tang Yin fell on the bottom of the city wall again. At this time, it was a sea of fire. Tang Yin rushed out of the burning oil and rolled back and forth on the ground.
The surrounding wind soldiers rushed up, and people pulled off his robe and patted the flame on him.
Under the rescue of the soldiers of the wind army, the flame on Tang Yin was finally extinguished. At this time, looking at him again, he was covered with green smoke and ashen. His appearance was more than an embarrassment.
Surrounded by the wind soldiers, Tang Yin took the opportunity to sit on the ground, gasping for breath. Through the gap between the shields, he looked at the garrison at the head of the city and sighed secretly that such a complete city defense could not be broken through by manpower.
After resting for a while, Tang Yin stood up from the ground, cheered up and prepared to make another charge. Before he took action, he heard the wind soldiers around him shouting excitedly: "Tower! Our tower is coming up!"
Tang Yin followed people's eyes and looked back. Isn't it? The tower more than three feet high is being pushed to the city by his own soldiers. But the tower is not smooth in the process of propulsion. It has to bear the attack of defensive rockets and riprap machines.
Many of the wind army's towers are damaged. It's good to have three of the ten towers successfully pushed to the front of the city on the way.
Tang Yin blinked, reached out and grabbed a wind soldier, pointed to the tower closest to him and said loudly, "go! Let the pusher send the tower brothers here!"
"Yes!" The wind soldier promised, threw off his legs and ran quickly.
But he just ran out of the shield array. An arrow flying in the air was nailed to his big leg. His running body fell to the ground. He didn't wait for him to get up. The ensuing arrows were nailed behind him. The wind soldier couldn't stand up again.
Seeing this, two more wind soldiers ran out and dodged the arrows flying around. Tang Yin gritted his teeth, grabbed the bow and arrow from a wind soldier nearby, and shot the arrow at the head of the city through the gap of the shield array.
Every time he shoots an arrow out of the city, there will be a scream of an Bing at the head of the city. The arrow is almost bearless. The morale of the surrounding wind soldiers was greatly boosted, and people twisted their bows and arrows one after another to reflect on the Angolan archers at the head of the city.
Tang Yin only shot five arrows, and the long bow in his hand was broken by him. He looked at the an army at the head of the city, subconsciously shook his fist, and shouted to the wind Army soldiers who put arrows around: "save your strength, don't put arrows again!"
While talking, he threw away the broken bow in his hand, then grabbed a long bow and continued to shoot arrows at the head of the city.
The armor of an army is made of refined steel. The arrows of ordinary wind soldiers pose little threat to them. Moreover, they shoot from bottom to top. Even if they can hit an army, they can't wear their armor.
Unless it is a marksman, all arrows can hit the enemy's face, or a spiritual cultivator like Tang Yin can shoot arrows with enough strength to ignore the opponent's armor.