Chapter 201

He handed the sight to Zhuo qingfan. He exclaimed: "are they learning from us?"

Yan Li snatched the past also took a look, and then gave the sight to Xu Zhihang. He saw that his eyebrows were twisted together: "Captain, there are at least 20 arrows in the quiver of each infantry soldier."

"So don't be careless." Zhuo Qing Yanchang breathed.

Yan Li said: "the previous defense measures are still effective, not as good as..."

Zhuo Qing Yan nodded his head. "Now let all the battalions in the camp prepare shovel, see that the rocket is destroyed immediately with earth, and we must not let the fire rise. Then there is the plot of our forage and the weapons storehouse. We will use the earth to cover it up or cover it up, and we must not burn it."

"Yes." All turned around and went down the tower, and she was still standing there staring at the other side with her sight glass.

A shankuo was crazy. He ordered all the cavalry to rush to Hanyu pass. Each cavalry carried a big bag on his horse's back. When he got to the deep ditch, he threw the soil in the bag into the ditch. This was undoubtedly to prevent the tung oil in the deep ditch from burning up again, and to cover up the smell in the ditch, so that the horses could jump over.

Although the soldiers of the Han Dynasty on the wall also shot and killed a lot, but still a lot of sand was thrown into the deep ditch.

Everyone was worried. The arrows in their hands were shot faster, but they also lost their accuracy. Many arrows were shot empty.

Ashenkuo also ordered the infantry to fire rockets into the city 30 meters away to cover the cavalry.

Zhuo Qingyan immediately asked all the soldiers to shield them, but many of the Rockets fell on their feet. Some soldiers were afraid of the spread of the fire, so they immediately threw away their shields to put out the fire, and the arrows fired again also hurt some people.

Zhuo Qingyan yelled: "go, hide, go back!"

Several of the soldiers who were pulled back by their companions were burned, but they held their teeth one by one, and none of them spoke.

Zhuo Qingyan immediately whistled and yelled: "Yan Li, let Chen Wei under the city open the hole of the wall, shoot from below, and order the throwing hand under the city to use artillery."

The voice of the following reply has been drowned by the roar of the rocket, but she still heard it. She pressed her body tightly against the wall, and calculated when the rocket of this round could stop.

There were many holes in the stone wall under the wall, and many arrows were shot from there, which frustrated the northern Wu cavalry who had already arrived, but they still rushed forward.

Some infantry soldiers had already stepped forward and put up the long ladder on both sides of the ditch. More than a dozen soldiers carrying the long ladder rushed to the gate of the city.

Zhuo Qingyan pulled out a small bow and crossbow from his waist and ignited the tip of the arrow. His body was moving. He jumped into one side of the pile eye and aimed at the deep ditch below. It was an arrow. But after the arrow was shot in, it didn't respond. Maybe it was the sand that extinguished the fire and didn't work.

At this time, a few brave soldiers also secretly touched up, carefully cat waist in the stack eye, suddenly shot a few arrows, but the arrow in the ditch, all were extinguished.

Zhuo Qingyan waved her hand again to let everyone hide their good bodies. She also leaned against the wall and was worried. If she went on like this, with the cooperation of the other side's rockets, those Beiwu people would certainly attack the city tower.

She turned her head carelessly and saw the jar of tung oil beside her feet. Her eyes brightened. She picked up the jar and stepped back a few steps. She ran up and jumped up to throw the jar out. The jar was smashed in the deep ditch and tung oil flowed into the pit.

As soon as the other soldiers saw it, they immediately understood it. They got up one after another and threw jars down the city. Some of them threw the jars right into the pit, while others didn't, but they all threw them to the edge of the pit and sprinkled into a piece.

"Fire the fire, fire the arrow!" Zhuo Qingyan yelled and shot hundreds of rockets from the wall and flew to the pit one after another. With a loud bang, the deep pit exploded, accompanied by sand and broken firewood, which was more powerful than the last time. The sand and stone flying by the bomb, like a batch of loose ammunition, formed a large net, and flew to the North Wu army. All the enemies who were hit were blood Hole, you can't die without serious injury.

Outside the cold jade pass, there was a sound of screams, shaking the sky, accompanied by thick black smoke.

The army of the northern Wu Dynasty was once again disturbed by this outstanding change. While retreating, they were unable to organize an effective attack. However, those who had already leaped over the pit watched all their comrades retreat. They became an isolated army. They could not retreat, but could only forge ahead.

However, the long ladder that I managed to climb was pushed down by the people on the wall of the city without climbing a few steps. At the same time, there were many arrows shooting down from the wall, and there was no place to escape. After the scream, few people were alive.

A shankuo's eyes are red. After the night attack last night, those people almost burned all the food and grass. Even if they were rescued, they were soaked in tung oil. They felt like vomiting when they heard the smell, not to mention eating. Besides, many of the horses were too weak to walk. Only a hundred of them could participate in the war. If they could not conquer Hanyu pass, then they would Even if we insist on it, it will only be two or three days.

He was riding on his horse, waving his machete in his hand and shouting, "don't retreat Rush to Give me a rush There are more retreating KillAfter hearing his roar, the soldiers of Beiwu, who had already returned, could only turn around again and rush towards hanyuguan again.

Zhuo Qingyan was standing on the tower with the "Ling" flag in his hand. His eyes were cold and staring at the other side. When those people got together again and rushed to the Hanyu pass, she waved the big flag in her hand and yelled to the city behind her: "let go!"

Suddenly, a dozen fireballs were ejected from the city and smashed into the concentrated area of the northern Wu army.

Of course, the soldiers of Beiwu saw it, but they couldn't run because their formation was too dense. Originally, they wanted to rush through the deep ditch with large numbers of people. But this time, they became the target of the other party's concentrated attack.

When the fireball exploded in the crowd, in addition to screaming, there were many people were blown up. The splashing oil-bearing Mars like a fire net opened the encirclement, and too few people survived.

As soon as he saw the fireball, a shankuo turned his horse and ran to the rear. He left the soldiers of the northern Wu Kingdom and left him alone. Even though he had already run far away, he still felt the strong heat wave. However, he did not feel the heat, but felt cold. It was too frightening.

When he stopped, he turned again and looked behind him. The miserable situation made him even more cold, frightened and trembling. There were few troops left.