Eight Hills in the Eastern Jin Dynasty

Before Captain Iron Helmet had finished speaking, he only felt a billowing heat wave rushing toward his face. From the side of the shield, he could be seen from the side of the shield. At this moment, the Xianbei sergeants on the opposite side had already been replaced with rockets.

A few sergeants who were bending their bows smoothly passed the arrow sticks in their hands through the wolf-flaming fire behind them, letting the arrows ignite the raging flames, with cruel smiles on their faces, Point these rockets at the tower.

And more than a dozen auxiliary soldiers and militiamen happily slammed the small cans in their hands at them. Obviously, they were filled with sulfur, saltpeter, kerosene and other igniting objects, just like they are all covered in flames. Those yellow and white pungent things.

Captain Iron Helmet screamed: "dog slave, grandpa is fighting with you!" He simply threw the shield away, took out a big knife on his back, and jumped towards the top of the city. At this moment, he I can no longer care about my own life and death, even if I can go one step further, it is good!

However, in his pupils, dozens of rockets were rapidly zooming in. Accompanied by the sound of bowstrings, the arrows were fired one after another, like flying stars, rushing towards him. His whole body was covered with igniting objects, and he immediately hit the seven or eight rockets head-on, which instantly turned him into a huge fireball, the burnt smell of grilled skin, permeated, and he His screams and roars still echoed all around: "Ah, ah, ah, it hurts me to death, dog slave, take, take life..."

The captain of the Iron Helmet has become a huge ball of fire, and the two-foot-long and four-foot-wide tower ladder under his feet has also become a turbulent passage of flames. From a distance, it looks like a fire bridge in hell. , Behind him, the entire siege tower was burning. The more than ten sergeants on the top floor were all on fire, screaming, and many people jumped out of the empty windows behind the top of the tower, and some were in vain. The ground rolled on the spot, trying to extinguish the flames on his body, but often he couldn't roll twice, so he turned over and turned into a burning corpse.

Captain Iron Helmet was still throwing forward, and even the big knife in his hand was burning, and even the man with the knife rushed towards the city. There was only one hope left in his heart---even if he died, he had to pull two. A back cushion!

The dwarf captain of the Yan army sneered and threw down the big bow in his hand, and said triumphantly: "It's not so easy if you want to die together!"

He picked up a step at his feet, stabs forward, only to hear a "poof", volleyed to the battlement, the burning man who was less than three feet away from the city wall, give this Yilishengsheng plunged into the front of his heart, just like that, in mid-air, becoming a string of people. His face has been burned and deformed, and the flesh and skin are melting, but in the eyeballs that can fall out almost at any time, But it is full of hatred and unwillingness.

In Burning Man’s hand, the big knife was gesturing feebly in the void, more than four feet away from him, the face of the Yan Jun dwarf captain, with a cruel smile and a taste of mockery, the long scorpion in his hand was still there. Turning gently, he stirred while smiling in Chinese: "You want to rush to the Guanggu city wall? In the next life, right?!"

The surrounding Yan Jun laughed presumptuously. The Fireman had already slowly stopped twitching. Suddenly, a force came from somewhere, and he gave a sudden shock. Even the flames burning on his body soared, and he sent out The final roar: "Go to die together!"

And following his violent roar, the burning knife in his hand hurled at the dwarf captain Ahu'er. Ahu'er's smile still stayed on his face, and only felt that a fire was coming in front of him. Before he could see clearly, his eyes went dark. It was the flame knife that was directly inserted on his face door and penetrated the entire head. When he fell down, the eyebrows and hair on his face began to burn.

As Ahu'er killed the knife, the pole he held in his hand finally fell, and he slammed on the battlements. The wooden shaft could not bear the weight of a person. , Finally broken, the fire man fell off the city head together with the front half of his body, and his wild laughter still came in the air: "Go to die together, go to die together!"

The siege tower was burning blazingly, and dozens of sergeants in the tower, like the captain of the Iron Helmet, were buried in the sea of ​​flames. From time to time, there were wooden blocks that were broken due to the full burning and the sound of sparks bursting. When it sounded, the Yan army at the head of the city looked at Ahu'er's corpse one by one. Blast, don't let Jin..."

Before he could finish his words, he felt that the sky suddenly went dark, but this time, it was no longer the curtain wall caused by the scattered smoke, but a rain of arrows that covered the sky and the sun, which belonged to thousands of archers. The volley, the target of the volley, is exactly this section of the city head that is more than 20 meters wide!

Just now when I shot the enthusiastic Yanjun sergeants, there is no smoke cover, no self-defense shield in their hands, even the scattered stones and broken wood, so that they can't move if they want to turn around and escape~www .wuxiaspot.com~ Just like the archers of the Jin army just turned back and knocked down their companions on the tower when they fled for their lives, the Yan army at the head of the city often tripped as soon as they moved, struggling on the ground and just about to get up. At the time, what came into view was flying over the city and starting to fall in a graceful arc of lobes. The three-sided arrow flashed with a deadly rain of arrows, and this is all of them here. The last sight in the world.

The arrow pierced the leather armor and cotton robe, penetrated into the body, and the sound of broken bones and meat resounded through the city. At the beginning, there were more than a dozen screams and screams of varying heights, and some could be seen. It was filled with arrows, and the target-like body was struggling to crawl, turning over, and in less than half a minute, the head of the city was washed by the arrow rain for at least three rounds, and no living creature was still panting. Only the burning wolf smoke pile burned even more vigorously because it smashed into a lot of wooden arrow shafts, but this time, the smoke plume directly rose into the sky instead of blowing towards the siege tower.

About fifty steps below the city, Wang Zhenyi slowly put down the bow and arrow in his hand. By his side, hundreds of archers were still shooting at the top of the city. The sergeants under the city were shouting and cursing, dragging the wounded soldiers. The corpses of the comrades who died in the battle evacuated backwards like a tide, and behind these archers, five hundred heavy armored soldiers of the Northern Army, each armed to the teeth, the cold light in their eyes and the cold light holding the sharp blades of knives and guns, In the light of the fire, there was a flash of light, Wang Zhen evil gritted his teeth, and said in a deep voice: "The Donglai troops in front of us quickly withdrew, the soldiers from the northern palace, the ladder impact!"