Xiang Jing let out a tiger roar, swung his arm, and two large pieces of shoulder armor and arm armor fell down. He spit on his hand, rubbed his hands heavily, and picked up a wine jar from behind.
, strode forward, grabbed the bent throwing rod on a cart in front of him, pressed the head of the throwing rod with one hand, and put the wine jar in with the other hand, and then together with the other three strong men,
Press the tip of the golf club as low as possible.
The sound of "squeaking" echoed in front of the battle line. Everyone's eyes were fixed on the big hands of Xiang Jing and others. These strong men who could lift the cauldron had muscles on their arms, high
The bulge was high, and the veins were bulging above the neck. Following Xiang Jing's tiger roar, the four people let go at the same time, and the throwing pole that was pressed to the lowest bounced violently. The ten sergeants who were closely following the body of the car were hit by this.
The elastic force caused the tiger's body to tremble upwards. It was not until Xiang Jing and the other four people who had released the throwing rod also pressed down on the car body violently that it stabilized.
The big wine jar in the sky was like a huge boulder thrown by a catapult, drawing a high arc across the sky, and under the gaze of thousands of people, it hit the ground 220 steps away.
, a knife cart that was moving forward hit the front plate of the knife cart impartially, and it immediately shattered into pieces, while a burst of juice splashed around, and yellow mist rose everywhere. The Chu troops behind the cart were choked, and they also burst into pieces.
Coughing violently, the car, as well as the two surrounding cars, stopped moving slightly at the same time.
He Wuji's brows widened and he said with a smile: "Jinu, you are using Yanghe wine with sulfur and saltpeter. Do you want to invite the Chu army brothers to drink?"
Liu Yi also laughed: "Then you have to start a fire and treat them to a barbecue dinner, right?"
Liu Yu smiled and said: "Then what are you waiting for? There will be good wine when the guests come. We have to serve some good wine and food to Jingchu friends first. Let them feel the enthusiasm of the Jingba people that we want to die for!"
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He Wuji laughed and picked up a sulfur and saltpeter Yanghe wine jar from the ground behind him. He stepped forward and placed it in the throwing pole nest carried on a cart. Several guards around him followed closely and held down the jar.
He grabbed the throwing rod, and more than a dozen sergeants pressed the cart tightly. When He Wuji and others let go, another large wine jar flew out of the air and hit the front. This time, it hit the cart.
Among the people marching behind the sword cart, several Chu soldiers who were still advancing suddenly fell down screaming.
Following He Wuji's movements, the throwing poles on more than twenty carts began to rise and fall one after another. Da Zizhu bent down again and again to load the wine jar, and then, amid the shouts and chants of the people, he lifted the wine jar.
It pops up hard, and each bend will make the distance of the next throw more than ten steps closer than the last time. After all, this loss of elasticity is irrecoverable, but it is exactly the same as the opponent's marching speed. In itself
Due to the different elasticity of the bamboo, the launch distance of this kind of throwing pole also varies greatly. Some can throw it 250 steps away in the first time, directly hitting the infantry behind the opponent's sword cart.
Some of the phalanxes were only one hundred, sixty or seventy steps away, and they didn't even touch the side of the opponent's cart. They fell to the ground twenty or thirty steps ahead and were shattered all over the ground.
However, after these three or four rounds of operations, the entire area within a hundred steps was filled with the smell of sulfur and saltpeter. With the east wind on the battlefield, almost the entire phalanx of the Chu army's front army, as well as the more than thirty swordsmen,
The carriages were all shrouded in a yellow mist. Combined with the strong smell of Yanghe wine, it could almost be said that there was a rain of sulfur wine, drenching all the more than a thousand Chu troops. However,
Instead, many sergeants stuck out their tongues to add to the drops of wine that hit their faces and stuck to their beards and lips. After all, although it was mixed with sulfur, it was still Yanghe wine. After a day of running around, it was still a glass of wine.
Duan Mao can't drink water, but if he can take a few sips at this time, it feels really good.
However, the cart was not damaged. Although the wine jars flew more than a hundred steps, they shattered when they hit the ground, causing no major damage. The carts that were stuck behind them were gone in the blink of an eye. Even if they were damaged, they would not be damaged.
In addition to some of the people who were hit with bloody heads, most of them fell to the ground and stood up immediately. Some people even took the opportunity to grab a few pieces of wine on the ground to drink from the broken tiles, and then yelled.
Good wine, so I jumped up and moved on.
On top of the sword cart, several military officers holding big bows laughed wildly, waved their bows and arrows, and shouted: "Brothers Jingba, thank you for the wine. When I take your heads to mark the merits later, give us some more."
Our Chu army has collected this wine! Hahahaha!"
But while the smiles of these military academies were still on their faces, they suddenly froze, because they suddenly felt a heat wave. When they entered within a hundred steps of each other, through the yellow mist, this heat wave hit their faces.
Come, I don’t know when, these pole-throwing carts have stopped firing. In front of the carts, there are more than a hundred strong men holding bows and arrows. Headed by Liu Yu, each of them is holding more than five stones, which is as tall as a person.
He raised his strong bow and pointed the arrow diagonally towards the sky. The arrowhead was coated with tung oil, and the arrow body was wrapped with sulfur and saltpeter and other combustion-supporting packages. Following Liu Yu's order: "Jingba is coming!"
Yuzhi's rocket soared into the sky, streaking through parabolic arcs, like hundreds of bolides, heading straight for the cart that was still moving forward.
Qiao Sensheng's eyes widened and he shouted: "No, it's a fire attack. Quick, retreat quickly!"
But his order was already too late. When he just said the word "withdraw", the rockets from the opposite side had already hit the knife cart in front. Suddenly, flames rose into the sky, and more than thirty knife carts were bundled together.
, there was almost no cart that was not stained with sulfur and wine rain, and even many carts were covered with rawhide, they could not stop the burning of the flames. Soon, more than a hundred sergeants pushing carts behind, as well as those standing on the
The three to four hundred archers on the car turned into hundreds of moving fireballs, and within a hundred steps, there was a sea of fire and purgatory.
Liu Yu and others smiled and took off their armor. Dozens of barrels of fire-proof oil used in Juzhang had been placed in the same places as the carts. More than 300 warriors on the front line took off their armor and put them on their bodies.
After smearing the fireproof oil, he soaked the weapons in his hands in the oil. While applying the oil, Liu Yu said sternly: "All the troops obeyed the order. The front troops smeared the oil and attacked at the fastest speed.
Eliminate the leading troops of the Chu army, chase the remnants of the enemy on the front line, and counterattack the infantry phalanx behind them. No need for bows or crossbows, no stalemate, as fast as possible, and the enemy's front troops will be eliminated. Within half an hour, I want to see
