I saw that the tactic of pouring dung, or the scientific name is pouring gold juice, was so effective.
In the following time, Guofeng and Yegui, who had tasted the sweetness, kept scooping up Rexiang with a spoon and greeted them towards the city.
The other defenders on the city wall did not need to be greeted by the two of them, and they all followed the same pattern.
All of a sudden, Rexiang's strong smell filled the air all over the city wall.
Of course, at this critical moment, it is no longer important whether this thing smells bad or not. What matters is the good lethality of this thing.
For a time, those Liao soldiers who tried to climb up the city seemed to have encountered natural enemies. Without exception, they were neatly knocked to the ground.
It is a pity that the Liao soldiers under the city did not know what kind of chicken blood they had been beaten, and what kind of benefits the Jurchens had promised them.
Or maybe the Jurchens' threatening methods have completely frightened them, so much so that they would rather be scalded to the ground by Rexiang than just retreat?
Anyway, under the northern city wall, Liao soldiers were constantly knocked down by spoonfuls of hot air; the Liao soldiers gathered under the city continued to rush towards the city wall along the ladder in an endless stream.
What's more important is that one pot of hot sauce is only three tablespoons.
The specific manifestations are that the arm becomes more and more sore and numb, and the movements of lifting wood and rolling stones become slower and slower.
After struggling to get up, my heart became furious.
One by one, these Liao soldiers were stabbed to death in the crevices of the wall.
The Liao soldiers who had stabbed a gust of wind to death were planning to continue going up along this gap again.
To make matters worse, after the stone in his hand fell, it hit his left leg hard.
Therefore, after a gust of wind and their movements gradually slowed down, the situation became increasingly critical.
Lang Qing fired another stone throw, but also gave up and continued to reload.
In the process, he even knocked down two Liao soldiers who were climbing on the ladder.
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A gust of wind didn't kill him, at least he didn't die immediately.
After swinging up a piece of burning firewood that was as thick as an egg, the wild ghost slapped the Liao soldier hard on the cheek.
It turned out that he pulled out a burning firewood from the big earth stove smoothly.
Subconsciously, he picked up a weapon from the ground with both hands and held it up; only when he stood up did he realize that the weapon he had hastily grabbed was actually a burning wooden stick.
Immediately, there was a clear sound of bones breaking in the chest of Xiufeng; after a mouthful of old blood was directly smashed out of his mouth, the unlucky rookie looked up and fell.
Compared to that Liao soldier's Iron Bone Flower, the movements of the wild ghost were faster.
However, the slightest movement of his body caused severe pain in many bones throughout his body. For a moment, he could only wait for death.
At this time, the gust of wind finally calmed down a little, and I thought that under the dry light of the oil well, I was no match for this rookie with a weapon.
After gritting their teeth, Gui Feng and Ye Gui both picked up the stones and rolling stones on the ground respectively and began to smash them against the ground.
However, in a siege battle, once the gap is not blocked, the opponent will pass through such a gap and rush forward in a steady stream.
Instinctively, the wild ghost used the "empty-handed attack" that he learned in the PLA.
By this time, it was too late to change to other weapons.
One, two, three...
Frankly speaking, the defensive effect of wood and rolling stones is also quite good; the only problem is that constantly lifting and dropping these things consumes a lot of physical strength.
Specifically, while sidestepping to dodge, he grabbed the opponent's right wrist holding the sword with both hands, twisted it with a counter-joint, and knocked the Liao soldier to the ground.
A new order was immediately issued from his mouth: "Blow the trumpet and let this group of people retreat. After a quarter of an hour, let the next group of people come up."
Dragging one of his broken legs, he rushed forward and hugged the Liao soldier who was about to jump down, and they climbed down the city wall together.
The firewood broke into two pieces on the spot and successfully knocked the Liao soldier to the ground.
The problem is, he didn't even have time to take a breath.
Therefore, the dozens of pots of Rexiang on the top of the city were quickly consumed.
To throw this thing is to compete with the attackers under the city for speed to see who can throw it faster or the people under the city can climb faster.
After all, Wild Ghost was a retired PLA veteran for many years, and his physical strength was still a bit stronger than that of a commoner like Gui Feng.
The attacking force, which had lost at least three hundred men, immediately retreated with relief.
So amidst the screams of the wind, I was horrified to see the Liao soldier holding the iron bone flower. After turning over neatly, he had already turned over from the wall.
But the Liao soldier also moved very quickly. After grabbing the opening of his armor at the edge of his neck with his left hand, the two fell to the ground together and started to struggle wildly.
The two of them struggled for at least a second before another Liao soldier came up.
The wild ghost was the one who knocked down the Liao soldier holding the iron bone flower. Another opponent, who had a long knife in his mouth, quickly jumped in on the wall.
Rolling down the ladder by leaning on the wood, it had a good effect of clearing the entire ladder, and temporarily bought some time.
Wanyan Loushi, who was watching the battle from a distance, realized that this attack was powerless.
Especially now that the weather is hot and the whole body is dressed like a can, the consumption may be half as fast as under normal circumstances.
Under such an order, it meant that this time, the battle actually lasted for eight or nine minutes, and it was considered to be temporarily over.
A mobile force led by Hu Biao, a small team that provided support wherever there was a crisis, had already arrived here.
A gust of wind instinctively wanted to roll over on the spot.
However, he was a little exhausted, and after taking a few steps back, he sat down heavily on the ground; his physical strength was stronger than a gust of wind, and he couldn't bear it now.
So, a gust of wind threw an unknown number of trees and rolling stones, and how long did the battle last?
In short, after seven or eight arrows were inserted into the chest, abdomen, shoulders and other parts of the armor, the rookie found that his arms had no strength.
There was also a gust of wind lying under the city wall, already motionless.
Silently he walked to the place where Fu Feng and the wild ghost were fighting, and took a look at the wild ghost who had strangled the opponent to death and stabbed deeply into the gap in the armor on his waist. The wild ghost was already lifeless.
I saw that three or four steps away from my left hand, the rookie, Guofeng, was in a huge crisis.
Facing the ladder full of filth, the Liao soldiers continued to climb up desperately.
The iron bone flower in the opponent's hand had already been thrown out before it hit him in the chest.
Even if some civilians were in a hurry, pouring Xiang into the pot again, and adding some water, it would still have to wait at least half an hour until it was boiled again to the point where it could be used.
After finally falling on the body under the city wall, Gufeng was not dead yet, but in a blink of an eye, he was stabbed to the ground by two spears.
After grabbing the handle of the knife with his right hand, he slashed at the wild ghost's face.
Facing a Liao soldier who had half of his body stretched out, he didn't even wait for a gust of wind to hit him, and he held up a stone in his hand that weighed at least a hundred kilograms.
With several civilians around him dying in battle, he gritted his teeth alone, picked up a piece of wood and smashed it down.
Facing the two rookies who died in the battle, he opened his mouth for a long time before saying: "These two rookies splashed excrement on each other quite well, but it's a pity."
Before he could completely stand still, with a sinister smile on his face, an iron bone smashed into his face.
The same was true for Hu Biao. Faced with the death of his teammates, he originally wanted to say something.
For example, in order to persist for a longer period of time, I, Lao Hu, can't put everyone on the same page. I hope you understand some of my methods. You two, please don't blame me and so on.
But in the end, he suppressed all these things and yelled:
"The members of Group A will retreat immediately and have a good rest, and the members of Group B will go up to the city wall immediately; prepare for battle as soon as possible, they will not give us much time to breathe."
Under such an order, Lao Hei, Yu Hanfeng, War Dog, and Da Yu led more than two hundred people and rushed to the city wall amidst the clanging sound of armors...
