The four hundred and ninetieth chapters are as urgent as the law
"What, let me take the remaining soldiers to escape?"
Liu Mingzhi looked at Hui'er standing next to him with a somewhat disbelieving tone.
I quickly glanced in the direction of the capital city, but couldn't see any direction except for the shouts of killing.
"Yes, the capital is in danger now, and Your Majesty does not want to see more people die in vain."
Liu Mingzhi waved the flag in his hand with a solemn expression: "Fart, I want to leave too. Can you see if we can leave?"
Liu Mingzhi always paid attention to the changes in the battle formation and did not dare to be careless at all.
Hearing this, Hui'er looked towards the battlefield and suddenly felt helpless. The crowded rebels occupied all the terrain in the northwest of the capital, and there was no way to retreat.
Behind him is a swamp that stretches for dozens of miles. It is a dead end and there is no way to retreat.
"Is the city gate already so dangerous? Don't you still have ten thousand cavalry? Why haven't they arrived yet?"
Liu Mingzhi hoarse his throat and looked at Hui'er beside him.
"Hui'er doesn't know either. The rebels are attacking the city like crazy. No one can predict how long they can resist."
Liu Mingzhi waved his flag, divided and surrounded the newly-invaded rebels, and gained wisdom every time. This time Liu Mingzhi did not make a mistake, leaving the dragon's head, tail, and back to resist the subsequent reinforcements.
However, facing the endless and fearless rebel formation, the front gate still suffered heavy losses. At present, the center of the formation did not have enough reserve soldiers to fill the gaps in the formation, so they could only resist desperately.
"Grandma's, this young master can't handle it."
After a brief moment, Liu Mingzhi took out a bamboo tube from his arms and threw it to Hui'er: "Pull the lead to the sky."
Although Hui'er didn't know what it was, she still pulled the lead of the bamboo tube without hesitation, and a sharp sound cut through the sky and flew straight to the sky.
A symbol in the shape of a willow leaf blooms over the capital.
Liu Si stood on the city wall with a tense look on his face, and waved to the hundreds of green-robed Liu Ye disciples behind him: "Prepare the trebuchet, place the wine jar, light the torch, and start dropping bombs at the rebels outside the city."
Hundreds of people in green robes started to operate their own affairs very quickly but in an orderly manner.
In less than half a quarter of an hour, more than a dozen flaming wine jars of various sizes began to fly out from the city wall and crashed into the rebel camp.
The wine jar fell to the ground, the aroma of wine overflowed, and the fire exploded.
The rebel soldiers screamed in agony and began to slap the flames on their bodies.
However, they were desperate. Not only did the fire burning on their bodies not go out even if they were slapped, but it started to burn immediately if they touched it a little.
Some rebels who wanted to support their comrades also burned themselves, and as long as they were exposed to the fire, it would spread to themselves.
As a result, some rebels looked at their burning and screaming comrades and could not avoid them. They retreated one after another, and the formation became completely broken.
The rebels, who had not yet had time to rejoice, once again saw dozens of wine jars flying out of the city wall, burning in the ranks just like before.
Hui'er's face was pale and her lips were trembling as she looked at the sea of fire in front of her and the rebels struggling in the sea of fire, not knowing what was happening.
Liu Mingzhi waved the command flag fiercely: "Come together and kill all the rebels in the formation."
Wanyan Lie and the other three looked at the scouts in front of them with reddened faces.
"What, one hundred thousand people surrounded 70,000 people and only 20,000 people were left?"
"You bastard, if you dare to confuse your heart again, I will kill you."
"What's going on? Tell me quickly."
The scout's face was pale and his whole body was trembling: "The sea of fire, the sea of fire that cannot be extinguished, this is God's punishment."
"Asshole."
After killing the scout with one sword, Wanyan Lie and the other three began to gallop toward the northwest of the capital.
I was horrified by the sight in front of me.
The sea of fire burned all over the sky, and the sea of fire rushed into the swamp from time to time.
The sea of fire burns fiercely and goes away quickly.
At some point, a burning smell filled the air everywhere inside and outside the capital, which was very pungent.
"Continue to attack without giving them a chance to breathe."
Wanyan Lie swallowed his saliva and ordered a general.
The two kings of Jinsha also assigned a general to let the army continue to attack the Longmen Formation.
As a result, the rebels, who once again assembled an army of 100,000, attacked the Longmen Formation in a mighty manner.
Liu Mingzhi looked at the Jin general in front of him with a pale face: "There are still 40,000 people? How come there are so many casualties?"
The general lowered his head: "Commander, there are too many rebels and we can't resist them."
As he spoke, the rumble of war drums was heard, followed by the continuous sound of horns.
Liu Mingzhi looked up and saw another wave of rebels attacking this way, almost the same as the previous rebels.
No matter how powerful the Dragon Gate Formation is, it is not invincible. It is a big deal if it can withstand one hundred thousand people. I am not sure how to withstand the second hundred thousand people Liu Mingzhi.
"Commander, what should we do? Another hundred thousand. We only have more than 40,000 people now, and we can't even open the formation gate's protection."
Seventy thousand people can set up a simple Dragon Gate Formation. If the Dragon Gate Formation lacks 30,000 people, is it still called the Dragon Gate Formation?
Although the remaining 40,000 people had already become elite soldiers after the war, Liu Mingzhi still did not have any skills to withstand the rebels' charge.
One hundred thousand people are not ten thousand people. The pressure alone can make Liu Mingzhi almost have a mental breakdown.
Hui'er bit her lower lip: "Master Liu, why don't Hui'er take you to retreat?"
Liu Mingzhi looked at the bloody guards below and closed his eyes in pain: "This is war. Hundreds of thousands of people will die if they say no."
"Master Liu, you"
Liu Mingzhi took out a cannon barrel made of rice paper from his sleeve and handed it to Hui'er: "Listen to my command later."
Hui'er was stunned and nodded gently: "Yes, Mr. Liu."
Liu Mingzhi waved the command flag in the hands of the soldiers below.
Several people in Song and Qing Dynasties also conveyed this order in time.
A group of soldiers hesitated for a moment and retracted their defense line. The drama gathered together?
Liu Mingzhi's order was to have 40,000 people shrink their defense lines and gather together.
If this is the case, the 40,000 people who cannot move out of the battle will become the rebels' prey, and they can only watch helplessly as they are killed by the rebels.
The guards couldn't figure out why the commander, who was as powerful as a soldier, would issue such an order. This was not in line with the way of using troops.
Looking at the hesitant guards, Liu Mingzhi waved the flag in his hand again to convey the same order, and Song and Qing followed it without hesitation.
The guards had no choice but to gather towards the center of the formation.
But my heart was already determined to die.
Until they are shoulder to shoulder, feet next to each other tightly packed together.
Seeing that the 40,000 guards obeyed his orders, Liu Mingzhi breathed a sigh of relief and issued another order.
The sword, shield, and shield crossbowmen on the dragon's claws and dragon's back surrounded the formation, forming a protective circle.
Liu Mingzhi breathed a sigh of relief, placed the various command flags in his hands on the formation platform, took out a wooden box from under his feet, opened the lid, took out a piece of clothing and put it on.
Hui'er stared blankly at Liu Mingzhi's behavior, a little confused.
What Liu Mingzhi was wearing was a Daopo worn by a Taoist priest. It was extremely brand-new. It also came with a peach wood sword and a Bagua mirror.
"Master Liu, what are you doing?"
Liu Mingzhi looked at Hui'er seriously: "Do you still remember what I told you that day at the gate?"
Hui'er hesitated for a moment and then stuttered: "Please invite Tian Lei?"
"That's right, please call for thunder. It will consume my thirty years of Yangshou to call for thunder."
The corner of Hui'er's mouth twitched and she wanted to touch Young Master Liu's forehead to see if he was crazy.
Looking at the slowly approaching rebels, with the blank expressions of the 40,000 defenders, he raised his mahogany sword in front of him: "The Supreme Lord is as anxious as the law."
Young Master Liu looked crazy and shook his head as he recited a garbled sentence of over a hundred words: "Thunder God of the Nine Heavens, listen to my orders."
Liu Mingzhi took out a yellow talisman and pasted it on the paper tube in Hui'er's hand: "Quick, pull the lead and invite the God of Thunder to come."
Huier pulled the lead without knowing what to do, and a flash of light cut through the sky, and beautiful flowers bloomed.
The weeds on a pit next to the swamp two miles away began to move.
Everyone inside and outside the city suddenly felt a sense of earth shaking.
It seemed like thunder exploded, and a thunder dragon rolled outside the city.