They ran to the city head, which was more than thirty feet away from the two siege engines. The two of them jumped onto the battlements of the opposite outer wall. The crowd in front was a bit chaotic. The Beirong soldiers below the city kept shooting arrows at the city head. The shields raised by the soldiers blocked the way, and some soldiers fired arrows at the bottom of the city, blocking the battlements in many places.
"This is it."
Yi Shangyan held the necks of two fire bottles with his left hand, and held the back half of the third bottle diagonally with his right hand.
Chang Siguo freed up his right hand, took out the fire folding piece from his sleeve pocket, crushed the outer bamboo cover directly, blew hard, and lit the folding piece. The slight open flame touched the cloth strip stained with the fire oil, and burned fiercely. stand up.
Many Beirong soldiers near the bottom of the siege vehicle saw the obvious target standing on the battlement. They yelled and hurriedly ran towards this side, trying to use bows and arrows to shoot down the two people who had lit the fire bottles. They had already learned the lesson. Exceeding the power of the fire bottle.
Yi Shangyan laughed, swung the fire bottle, and smashed it into the gap between the siege vehicles.
"Bang", the splashing fire oil made the Bei Rong soldiers in the siege vehicle want to die.
Several groups of burning people screamed and rolled down from the siege vehicles. The soldiers below were frightened and fell into the air. An unknown number of them fell. For a while, people were rolling and trampling on each other. They were in a panic, screaming and screaming, and they were all wailing and mourning.
The beams of the siege engines stained with fire oil burned violently.
Then the second fire bottle came over, the third, the fourth, the fifth...the two siege vehicles went up from the middle, burning into the sky, crackling and exploding, thick smoke billowing, visible from far and near.
The Beirong generals and soldiers who had attacked the city had their retreat cut off, their momentum suddenly plummeted, and their faces turned ashen.
The soldiers guarding the city shouted for fierce killing, and the situation suddenly reversed.
Yi Shangyan smashed the fire bottle in one go, feeling comfortable and hearty all over his body. He greatly enjoyed the cheers and cheers from the nearby soldiers at him. He drew his sword and danced it, and fired at the Beirong soldiers who arrived below. Random arrows fell down, the clothes fluttered, and he looked so chic.
Chang Siguo threw away the fire certificate and jumped off the city wall. It was too high-profile and ostentatious, and he was not used to it.
Especially during the war, it is safer and more secure to blend in with the crowd.
Several loud roars came from the melee in front, almost covering up the noise at the top of the city.
Four figures, accompanied by the light of their swords, broke through the siege and jumped onto the battlements in several directions. Three of them did not hesitate to slide down the city. There was only one Beirong cultivator wearing a white coat, with a strong figure. He was huge, holding a head with eyes wide open in his hand. The Beirong cultivator had numerous large and small wounds on his body. His white coat was almost dyed red, but he was extremely brave.
"Damn it!"
The strong man from Beirong shouted angrily and stepped on the battlement. The city bricks shattered. His strong body bounced up and avoided the blade that was slashing at his ankle. He was extremely fast and landed on the battlement five feet away and stepped on it again.
He actually didn't take the opportunity to jump down the city to escape, but instead killed Yi Shangyan who had just burned down the siege truck in the cold wind at the head of the independent city.
He hated the culprit who set fire to the good situation, and before leaving, he wanted to kill that guy with a knife to avenge his brothers who were trapped and died at the top of the city and had no chance to succeed.
The scattered arrows shot by the soldiers at the city head were left behind by the figures running wildly on the battlements.
Yi Shangyan recognized the person with the head, his face was cold, and he shouted: "Those on the edge of the city, stay away, so as not to be affected and hurt."
Seeing Hei Wa retreating among the crowd, he nodded to him. He felt calm and pointed his sword at the arrogant Beirong man. He patted the long and narrow scabbard with his left hand and said with a big smile: "That thief, come here and take it. Damn it, grandpa has already killed one today, just in time to make a pair with you."
The strong man was in the air and smashed the head he was holding in his left hand with his hand.
"Go to hell!"
Two Nanping cultivators who were seriously injured also jumped onto the city wall one after another. They didn't even bother to wrap up their injuries and hurriedly shouted: "Brother Yi, be careful!"
They knew very well that the guy with the peak cultivation level of Gu Gu was so powerful that Yi Shangyan could not handle it as an archer.
Yi Shangyan would not be too pedantic to pay attention to a severed head of Paoze. He did not reach out to catch it, but stepped out of the way. The head whizzed and hit the open space at the back of the city, smashing it to pieces.
Yi Shangyan shouted: "Brother Lu Lian, I'm sorry, let's see my little brother avenge you!"
The long sword in his hand was in an attacking stance, his momentum was like a rainbow, and his robes were fluttering.
The strong man was full of energy, and he didn't even bother to dodge the scattered arrows that were fired at him, as long as they were not serious injuries to his head. He slashed hard at the barbarian who was carrying a big bow and looked very confident. He wanted the barbarian to fight with him.
The two barbarians chasing after him arrived in just a few breaths. He must seize the time to kill this beast.
The long sword in Yi Shangyan's hand swung its tail like a poisonous snake, making a crisp "ding-dong" sound as he stepped back with a light touch.
The strong man struck the city with his sword, and with a loud bang a large piece of the city bricks collapsed.
The man took a deep breath. The other person was a bluffing country chicken and a dog. He dared to boast that he had killed a Beirong cultivator, and he was not afraid of slipping his tongue.
He kicked his feet hard, sending pieces of masonry and stone flying everywhere, sending the soldiers who were more than ten feet away from the city head running away with their heads in their hands.
The strong man leaped into the air, holding a knife in both hands. The sword was bright and locked on the barbarian who was retreating in embarrassment.
This time, he wanted to accomplish his feat with one blow, snatch back the familiar-looking narrow knife, and then carry the guy's head down to the city, letting the barbarians all over the city look at him, but why should they care about him?
Yi Shangyan unexpectedly jumped off the battlement and retreated quickly, not fighting the strong man.
The strong man yelled angrily: "You are a cowardless fellow!"
The blade turned and continued to kill the barbarian who was running away in embarrassment to delay.
"Bang" a very light string control sound came from behind and below. The strong man was suddenly startled and his scalp exploded.
With his dangerous instincts honed over many years on the battlefield, he knew that this arrow was not shot by an ordinary soldier, but it could not change his predicament in the air. He let out a frustrated roar, tensed his muscles, and tried to twist his body, trying to avoid this arrow. A sneak attack.
Why are there body refiner archers ambushing me in this damn place?
Where did so many powerful archers come from?
It was so damn good to lurk so close under his nose and not let him feel the aura of the body refiner.
"Poof", a sharp arrow carried a red light, flashed in the air, and hit the strong man's right waist from the side. With huge force, the strong man who was about to land on the battlement was shot out of the city. The strong man screamed, It turned over like a brick and fell down the city.
Several exclamations sounded from more than twenty feet away from the city.
Yi Shangyan had witnessed Hei Wa's close-range arrow attacks several times, but Hei Wa had never missed. When the bowstring sounded, he rushed forward, crossed the distance of more than ten feet and quickly reached the wall, and thrust his sword out of the wall. Lifting it diagonally, the tip of the sword felt like it was piercing through. Yi Shangyan felt happy and shouted loudly. He raised his arms and used his long sword to pierce the strong man with the arrow and bring him back to the city.
I was told to lose my face by chasing you, and I was told to show off my brutality at the top of the city without knowing how to advance or retreat.
There is no way to hell but he wants to commit suicide and break in. Who is to blame!
It's a dead ball now.
