The flames were raging, a human-shaped fire ball was wailing and rolling, and the screams were heart-breaking.
The soldiers from the Beijing camp who had previously blocked several paths into the village either fell to the ground miserably under the sudden pouring of fire pots and boiling water, or they retreated immediately like frightened little rabbits.
Wang Ziteng was so angry that his face turned purple. The anger in his heart was hard to describe in words. It was like a volcano about to erupt, and it might explode at any time.
Seeing helplessly more than thirty soldiers from the Beijing camp were either buried in a sea of fire or seriously injured by boiling water, and his mood suddenly sank to the bottom.
It's not that I feel sorry for the casualties of my soldiers, but that I'm worried that I won't be able to explain it to the present day.
In addition to the previous battle losses and the fact that the village full of killers had not yet been captured, the Jingying side had already lost almost two hundred men.
In wartime, these casualties would naturally be nothing.
But what time is it now? It is the peaceful period of the Qi Dynasty, and it is also an important place in the capital. More than two hundred soldiers from the capital camp died in one breath. This is a huge event.
It is conceivable that when the news gets out, the court will be shocked, and Wang Ziteng's political opponents will swarm in, and even today they will be seriously dissatisfied with him.
The dignified Jiedu Envoy of the Beijing Camp personally commanded three thousand cavalry to attack a small village. After passing by, it was beaten into such a state that it was like a useless snack.
Thinking of the gloomy future ahead, Wang Ziteng had no regrets.
He also found it himself. Now he sent a secret order to the Beijing camp to dispatch three thousand cavalry to rush to Bentongzhou. Wang Ziteng thought that the opportunity to perform a meritorious service had arrived, so he forced two unruly lieutenants to stay in the Beijing camp and led the three thousand cavalry himself.
The cavalry rushed to Tongzhou.
As a result, I received a blow!
"Ziziteng, what are you doing standing still? Go ahead and copy the guy!"
The elder slapped Wang Ziteng awake, and he looked down upon him a little. It turned out that he was not a general who really fought hard on the battlefield, and his mental quality was still a bit poor.
"Yes, yes, come here and rush me, don't let a thief go!"
Wang Ziteng suddenly realized that now was not the time to regret. He had to take down the killer in the village first, so that he could make up for his crime.
Besides, the village in front of me has even taken out things like fire oil cans that let go of the city. Even if it is not a rebellion, it is still a rebellion. It must not be let go easily.
Next, Wang Ziteng commanded three thousand cavalry, dismounted and launched a tidal wave of offensive towards the killer's village.
The result was completely unexpected. The chaotic buildings on the road into the village alone made it difficult for the soldiers of the Beijing camp to take full advantage of their numerical advantage.
I tried to find a way to bulldoze these messy buildings that blocked the roads, but after a lot of effort, I just removed the adobe from the outside of the messy buildings. The dense green bricks inside almost made Wang Ziteng and the general who commanded the battle so angry that they vomited blood.
What's disgusting is that these blue brick walls have more than one layer!
This is not a village at all. It is almost like the powerful Wubao in the Han and Tang Dynasties. It is as strong and resistant to grass, easy to defend and difficult to attack.
I don’t know how much kerosene was stored in the village. All in all, at least 500 soldiers from the Beijing camp died in the blazing flames after charging for a long time.
By this time, not to mention that Wang Ziteng's eyes were red, but those generals who couldn't deal with Wang Ziteng or had other plans in their hearts were filled with murderous intent.
If they can't capture just a small village, none of their generals will suffer.
"Would you like to take a break and wait until we make a batch of weapons to attack the enemy?"
The elder had been following Wang Ziteng's Chinese army. He saw the soldiers of the Beijing camp running into the thick and solid complex of buildings like moths flying to the flame, and suffered severe head injuries and heavy bleeding.
Damn, these messy buildings blocking the road and creating many small alleys are basically built according to the standards of city houses.
A wall has at least three layers of blue bricks stacked through it. How can it be broken through by flesh and blood alone?
Although the complex buildings blocking the road are not high, the height of more than one foot is enough to make the dismounted cavalry helpless. The power of the swords and guns in their hands is really average.
There were countless killers with high martial arts skills in the village. Whenever the soldiers in the Beijing camp were attacking the most violently, more than a dozen cans of kerosene would be smashed down, and the blazing flames would easily interrupt the momentum of the charging soldiers.
Not only once, but the whole village was in such a situation. In a half-day attack and defense, more than 500 soldiers were lost. The killing skills of such a killer should not be underestimated.
Yes, even though the village is not big, it is blocked by disorderly buildings on all sides, leaving only small paths between the buildings. It is not suitable for large groups to move together.
As a result, three thousand cavalrymen from the capital camp surrounded the small village and attacked it for a long time, leaving hundreds of corpses behind, but they didn't even rush in yet.
A few brave men rushed in, but they were all killed by the killer inside.
In terms of personal force, a killer with strong martial arts skills is much stronger than the soldiers in the Beijing camp. There is no comparison at all. If the number is small, rushing into the village will simply lead to death.
But without razing the complex buildings surrounding the village that were as solid as city defenses, the large army would not be able to deploy at all.
Whether intentionally or unintentionally, there is not a single big tree in the five-mile radius around the village, let alone huge timber suitable for making siege equipment.
Seeing that Wang Ziteng's eyes were red and unresponsive, the elder raised his voice and suggested: "Have a rest and wait until the siege equipment shipped from Tongzhou arrives!"
"Hou Enhou, what should I do if I wait and someone else runs away?"
Wang Ziteng wiped the sweat from his face and said helplessly: "Only by continuing to launch attacks and not letting the killer inside have a chance to breathe, can I feel relieved!"
"Then use all the war horses, first use bows and arrows to suppress one side, use nooses to hang the beams of the house, and use the horse power to pull them all down!"
The elder watched it for so long, and reminded him clearly: "As long as you break through one side, don't worry about the other three sides!"
"What a great idea, why didn't I think of it?"
Wang Ziteng's expression was quite complicated. He was very grateful for the elder's reminder, but at the same time he also felt a little unconvinced.
Tsk tsk, peace has been long and in a prosperous place like the capital, can we expect generals who have risen through the ranks relying on their seniority and background to analyze problems rationally when the war is tense?
One general is incompetent and the three armies will be exhausted!
He had underestimated the killers in the village before, but in the subsequent attack he only focused on covering his head and running wild. Most of the 500 casualties were unnecessary injuries. Of course, the elder would not say this.
Sure enough, under the advice of the elder, the soldiers from the Beijing camp concentrated archers on one side of the village to suppress the killer's counterattack, and then put more than a dozen nooses on the beams and pillars of the chaotic buildings blocking the road, and dozens of military horses on the other side.
After pulling apart, a brick wall collapsed with a loud roar.
good!
The soldiers of the Beijing camp, who had been unable to achieve any results, let out a loud cheer, and the two blue brick and stone walls behind Rufa Pao were soon pulled to the ground.
"Kill..."
Without the three solid green brick walls to block the road, hundreds of strong soldiers from the Beijing camp quickly bulldozed the houses blocking the road, and all the villages that had been unable to be penetrated were exposed to the eyes of the soldiers from the Beijing camp.
"Fight in and catch the thief alive, and you'll be rewarded heavily!"
Wang Ziteng was overjoyed when he saw it. He didn't care to observe the complex and varied terrain and buildings in the village. He drew out his saber and rushed over on horseback. The guards around him didn't dare to neglect and hurriedly caught up with him.
"This guy is really out of his mind!"
The old man shook his head, and without hesitation, he took the sword in one hand and the reins in the other, and followed him slowly.
Tall and riding on a horse, the elder saw clearly that the sturdy houses had been bulldozed, and the terrain in the village was still artificially complicated. There were even several low-rise dirt slopes piled up at the intersection, which was just right.
Stuck at the intersection.
The buildings in the village are even more messy, with a courtyard in the east and a house in the west. The daily necessities placed on the ground seem to be randomly placed, but if you look closely, they all have the effect of hindering your stride.
Obviously, this killer village has been in operation for a long time. Although it looks very inconspicuous at first glance, and is not even as neat as the neighboring villages, if you look closely, you will find that the seemingly messy layout is full of tricks, and is very open to outsiders.
The author is full of malice.
The strongest outer barrier of houses was broken. Logically speaking, the killer inside should be panicking, but the fact is that there is no trace of human activity in the village on the side of the broken house.
On the other hand, the other three sides are still shouting to kill Zhentian. From time to time, you can see a line of strong figures moving freely on the roof beams, holding a fire oil can in one hand.
Sure enough, the martial arts skills of the guys in the village are quite good. The martial arts skills of the village killers that the elder saw at a glance are at least equivalent to the level of Ming Jin and Dark Jin.
If this is a street fight, with the strength shown by these killers, killing the soldiers of the Beijing camp is not as simple as killing chickens and dogs?
Sure enough, Wang Ziteng couldn't wait to lead the personal guards and ran into the complex terrain like a spider web.
The debris on the road caused Wang Ziteng and his bodyguards, who were struggling to fight, to gradually disperse.
Two strong figures shot out from the shadows beside them and rushed to Wang Ziteng in an instant. The surrounding guards did not even have time to react and could only exclaim, "Sir, be careful."
Wang Ziteng's face changed wildly, and he bravely slashed with the knife. The assassin almost lost his grip on the knife with a slight swing.
My life is at an end!
Seeing two rays of cold light going straight to his heart and head, Wang Ziteng's hands and feet suddenly became cold and his face turned ashen.
call out!
At this moment, a gleaming sword light roared towards him, like a blue dragon sweeping through the sky and flying. It came first and knocked away the sword that was stabbing Wang Ziteng with fierce force. The next moment, the sword light swept across and whizzed out, and two indescribable arrows flew out.
Incredulous heads soared into the sky.
Boo hoo hoo…
When the hidden weapons shot out from the surrounding shadow corners, half of them went straight to the big man who was dancing like a dragon with his Daguandao, and the other half went straight to Wang Ziteng who had just saved his life from death.
You guys are all masters!
The old man has bee eyes, with a knife in his hand and a sword in his hand, whizzing up...