The door of the wooden compartment opened instantly, and more than a dozen fully armed soldiers wanted to rush out impatiently, but found that in front of them, six short Jin soldiers stood, with nothing but drops of blood on each of their faces.
Outside the beads of sweat, there was an evil smile, and in each person's hand, there was a cloth bag that smelled of yellow sulfur. The leader of the dwarf smiled and said in Xianbei dialect: "Go to hell!"
The eyes of these Xianbei soldiers were wide open. They were all well-equipped and armored Su Guards. They were not the Helan soldiers who only wore mail armor. The leading team was just about to raise their swords to attack.
All they saw were six cloth bags coming towards them. They instinctively waved their swords and raised their shields to block them. They only heard the sound of "bah bang". These cloth bags were on their shields and shattered in front of their steel knives.
, the yellow powder immediately covered the entire wooden box.
Ohobaal's hoarse voice penetrated their ears: "Run away, these are sulfur..."
Before he could finish his words, he saw a few flashes of fire suddenly appearing. It was the six dwarf warriors who scratched the fire sticks from their belts, ignited them easily, and then smashed them hard at those
The guard sergeant who is still in the wooden box.
A scorching heat wave made everyone within twenty or thirty steps feel as if a volcano was erupting in front of them. The wooden box covered with sulfur powder and saltpeter powder would burst into flames when exposed to fire, along with more than ten people inside.
Everyone turned into huge burning fireballs. A few burning people in the front row were screaming, spinning, rolling on the ground, trying to extinguish the flames on their bodies, but where could they do it?
The captain at the front roared, wielding the flaming scimitar in the state of a fireman, and rushed towards the six dwarfs, hoping to find one of them to die together, but behind these dwarfs, there were already five or six
A Jin army soldier, holding a spear and a spear, stepped forward and stabbed the burning man in unison.
Three two-meter-long spears pierced his body and held him firmly less than three steps outside the wooden compartment. However, he could not go any further. His head slowly lowered.
, he died of breath, and the skin all over his body emitted a burnt and rotten smell due to the violent burning, which made people want to vomit.
In the burning wooden compartment, a few were not completely on fire. The sergeants leaning inside tried their best to push the Pyro comrades in front, trying to get out of this purgatory, but their big move caused the wooden compartment to burn on one side.
, while shaking violently, suddenly, there was only a "sudden pull" sound, and the wooden board at the bottom of the compartment that was on fire broke. Regardless of whether they were soldiers on fire or not, seven or eight people in the wooden compartment fell from the sky.
He went down, accompanied by screams, getting further and further away, and finally fell directly to the ground.
The dozen or so soldiers of the Jin army let out a burst of cheers. The spearmen pushed their guns in and pushed the body of the captain who was impaled to death directly out of the inner wall and hung it in mid-air. Then the three
With a shout in unison, the three spears were pulled and turned in different directions. The corpse of the fire zombie captain was divided into three pieces in the air. The burnt black skin and half-cooked internal organs became three pieces.
The broken bodies fell down one after another, and together with the companions who had fallen off the wooden carriage before, they fell to pieces on the ground. It was really said that they died without any intact corpses.
Ohubali roared angrily: "Wu Gou, give back my brother's life!"
He raised the scimitar in his hand and rushed over to the dozen Jin soldiers who had just solved the fourth wooden compartment. Following him were five or six Yan soldiers who gathered around him.
Soldiers, soon the two sides entered a state of melee and fought together.
Helan Harimu frowned. The few sergeants who reported to him just now drew their swords and stood in front of him. Looking around, on his section of the city wall, more and more Jin soldiers came over.
The number of soldiers of the Yan army, soldiers of the Helan tribe, iron-armored palace guards, and leather-armored palace slaves who were still fighting on this wall was less than a hundred.
Most of these less than a hundred warriors, starting from Oho Bali and below, are fighting with more than two enemy armies. On other sections of the city wall, Jin troops are constantly climbing on the city, and even more and more.
The Jin army began to form small groups, deliberately blocking the connection between other areas and this section of the central tower. At this moment, not a single reinforcement from the Yan army could rush over to support.
One of the guards turned his head, wiped the blood on his face, and said in a deep voice: "General Harimu, please follow Muxiang down to the city. The situation is critical now. The enemy has made it clear that he wants to attack us. Foreign aid cannot get through.
, if it continues to be delayed, I’m afraid we won’t be able to support it for much longer!”
There was a sound of chains ringing, and accompanied by the sound of the wooden door opening, the fifth wooden compartment finally reached the top of the city. A short man wearing iron armor tried his best to squeeze through, and he even started to push into his arms.
What did you touch? Helan Harimu sneered and said: "Do you still want to damage my cabin again?"
As he spoke, he unloaded his arrow and shot it at the dwarf. Thirty steps away, the arrow shot directly through the dwarf's neck. He didn't even have time to grunt and fell down.
The earth, breathless.
The moment the armored dwarf's body hit the ground, a crisp sound came from under him. Soon, a pungent sour smell overflowed. Dark yellow liquid emerged from under his body, and his body continued to fall.
Almost all human armor rotted quickly in this aqua regia. Soon, it turned into a bloody skeleton, rolling and boiling in this pool of terrifying red aqua regia.
The soldiers of the two armies, who had seen the power of aqua regia, were so frightened that they stopped fighting each other, abandoned their opponents in front of them, and ran to one side. With the pool of aqua regia as the center, within a radius of twenty or thirty steps, there was nothing.
Apart from the corpses, there was no living person left standing.
The guards beside Helan Harimu excitedly waved their swords, looked at the dozen or so soldiers of the Yan Army pouring out of the wooden compartment, and said with a smile: "The general's divine arrow killed the enemy with one strike, and saved our last life."
There is a wooden carriage. You can quickly go down to the city from this wooden carriage. Come up from another place and then organize a counterattack. We will cover you!"
Helan Harimu's eyes flashed fiercely, and he said sternly: "Evacuate?! I am the general, leaving you subordinates and escaping by myself? Then how can I have the nerve to give orders? I said, the city is alive but the people are alive.
Death, come here, raise the flag of my general, Helan Harimu, blow the horn, and order all the troops to gather here quickly. Let's work together to kill Wu'er!"
This chapter has been completed!