The man in the gray coat who was fighting fiercely with Yi Shangyan saw another companion fall down in the same dark pit. He felt chills all over his body and wanted to retreat.
If something goes wrong, there must be a monster!
He didn't want to lose his life in this city for no reason.
The man in the gray coat blocked the sword, used the force to turn around, and jumped up the wall to escape from the fight.
Just as he was about to say something cruel, he turned around to face Chang Siguo, whose eyes were so cold that there was no warmth at all.
The man in the gray coat had a sudden heart attack. Before Yi Shangyan could stab him with his sword, he jumped downwards, connected his feet, and ran and slid along the ice on the wall to the bottom of the city.
Yi Shangyan sheathed his sword, tilted his head and took the big bow in his hand. He leaped up to the top of the city, pinched an ordinary arrow, and shot it diagonally at a figure below. He was dodged nimbly by the gliding man. Seeing the man quickly After falling to the bottom of the ditch, he shouted: "Hei Wa!"
When the opponent is on guard, it is difficult for an archer to shoot a body refiner of the same level.
He couldn't imitate Hei Wa, who was able to fight with different opponents at close range with just a bow from beginning to end.
Chang Siguo recovered and jumped onto the wall. The man jumped onto the filled-in ditch and hid behind the siege vehicle.
Yi Shangyan shook his head with regret. He had discovered that every time Hei Wa shot an enemy at close range, there would be a pause of about one or two breaths, but he couldn't ask more questions. He immediately laughed and said: "Well done!" and jumped off the city wall. , shouted to Chang Siguo who was following closely: "You prepare the bottle of fire, I will pierce that turtle shell!"
Chang Si took two steps and jumped behind the shield, grabbing a fire bottle in his hand.
In another wooden barrel, two candles were burning brightly.
Yi Shangyan kicked the black-coated man unconscious as he struggled in the blood-stained snow water. He picked up a thick rolling stone and threw it forward. The stone flew up to a height of three feet and hit the ground near the top of the city. The top of Zhangyu's siege engine.
"Bang", the cotton batting covering the siege vehicle was not thick enough after all, and a large hole was made in the roof by the rolling stone. A series of bangs, bangs, screams and fractures were heard in the siege vehicle, continuously from top to bottom.
A soldier would never tire of deceit, so he wouldn't really use a wooden stick to stab the front that was covered with several layers of thick mud and cotton wool.
He shouted deliberately to make the idiots in the siege car gather to block the door.
Chang Siguo hurriedly lit the cotton cloth on the fire bottle, jumped two feet high, and smashed the fire bottle into the hole from the side from top to bottom. Suddenly, the siege vehicle was filled with thick smoke and violent shaking. The frightened screams, shouts, and stamping sounds of people mixed together, emitting a ghostly roar that seemed to come from the underground.
Just when three body refiners jumped down from the top of the city to lead the charge, an unknown number of powerful soldiers crawled under the siege vehicles to a position level with the top of the city, waiting to jump on top of the city and start a killing spree.
Yi Shangyan laughed loudly: "I'll do it. I'm good at fumigating hornets' nests!"
He rushed to the sand bucket and took out two fire bottles from the sand. After lighting them together, he jumped up, one on the left and one on the right, and smashed them into the attacking city car. They had a great time.
The fire shot up from the hole in the roof, thick smoke came out from the gaps on the sides of the cotton batting, and the smell of roasted meat filled the city with the wind.
Captain Niu was so happy that he shouted: "That's enough, that's enough, don't burn it anymore!"
After all, he still felt sorry for the few remaining fire bottles.
Many Beirong soldiers who were on fire in the siege vehicle panicked and jumped from the unsealed north side of the siege vehicle.
The two fire men desperately pushed open the cotton wool sandwiched with narrow wooden boards from the inside, screamed and jumped to the top of the city. Unsteady on their feet, they rolled directly into the fire beside the wall. They were smoky and burned. After a few struggles, they died. movement.
The wind helped the fire, which grew bigger and bigger, burning straight from top to bottom.
Captain Niu ordered the soldiers who were watching the excitement to throw rolling stones and firewood, and take advantage of the chaos to hit the bottom and sides of the siege vehicle to prevent the Beirong soldiers below from moving the siege vehicle away. .
Smash a few more to death, avenge the dead and injured brothers, and get addicted to beating up drowned dogs.
The joy on Yi Shangyan's face faded, and he stopped the busy Captain Niu and said: "Old Niu, help us collect the trophies of the two body refiners first, and then immediately send the prisoners to the Guanwu Hall for treatment. Here I leave it to you, Heiwa and I are going to Dongtou to help."
He just jumped to a high place and took a few condescending glances. The west end was fine, but many city walls to the east were in a bitter battle.
Now that he has his hands free, he can't just sit back and watch.
Fighting in hundreds of battles, living and dying together, this is not a slogan, but the friendship between soldiers on the border.
"Ah...Okay, okay!"
Boss Niu watched Yi Shangyan take away two more fire bottles from him. He felt so distressed that his face twitched, and he quickly responded.
Eleven fire bottle treasures have been sent to him one after another, but until now, he has never eaten meat.
After the two of them jumped onto the inner city wall and ran away, Captain Niu quickly lifted another sand bucket under the pile of wood and covered it tightly with wooden boards. The remaining four treasures could be used in emergencies.
Yi Shangyan looked at the nearest city. Because there were no body refiners to defend him, he was killed by a Beirong body refiner. He rushed into the crowd of soldiers and killed them with swords and swords. No one could stop them. The firewood beside the city wall failed to light for some unknown reason.
Countless Beirong soldiers swarmed out from the mud and cotton curtains opened by the siege engines on the city wall.
The guards at the top of the city suffered heavy casualties. Some jumped randomly, some stepped forward to fight, and some shot arrows. It was extremely chaotic.
"Heiwa, fire!"
Chang Siguo heard the sound and stretched out the fire stick in his right hand.
Yi Shangyan lit the two fire bottles he was holding, jumped several times, and jumped in the air. He fiercely smashed the fire bottles held in his right hand at the trampled and scattered firewood pile among the crowd five feet away.
At the critical moment, you can't distinguish between yourself and the enemy. First cut off the retreat of the Beirong soldiers. Otherwise, more enemies will attack the city and attract the Beirong body-training soldiers who are waiting for opportunities below the city.
The fire bottle hit someone's head. The bottle's head exploded, and the fire ignited with a bang.
The kerosene splashed to the ground and ignited the firewood stained with the violent kerosene.
Countless firemen screamed and retreated like a tide towards the place where there was no fire, regardless of whether they were friend or foe.
I don’t know how many people were burned by the oil fire on the Pyroman again.
With swords and blood and shadows, he ran and slashed, and in an instant, a large open space opened up in the middle of the chaotic city.
The soldiers who poured out of the siege car stopped to move forward, but were pushed by the soldiers behind them and fell into the fire that had just been lit. I don't know how many people were burning, and they screamed miserably.
Yi Shangyan landed on the opposite wall, kicked off his feet, and leaped into the air, shouting: "Kill!"
In the end, his bottle burned more Beirong soldiers.
He took the bottle of fire from his left hand with his right hand and smashed it into the uncovered siege engine with a roar.
In the top space of the siege vehicle that was more than ten feet long, raging flames suddenly burst out, causing the soldiers inside to be in a dilemma. They were crying and howling. The previous scene was repeated again, and the siege vehicle screamed again and again.
From time to time, someone would catch fire and slip and fall, hitting other people.
It's like dropping dumplings along the way, and all they drop are human lives.
Yi Shangyan's right hand was also burning, but he couldn't care less. He fell to the open ground, bent his feet slightly, jumped up and drew his sword, and rushed towards the stunned Beirong body trainer.
The man was dressed in a white coat, which was stained with blood. There were broken limbs all over the ground at his feet. He also had some skin and flesh scratches from swords and guns, but it didn't matter. There were also a few arrows hanging crookedly on the white coat. Not deep into the flesh.
When a cultivator reaches the solid state, he can use a breath of true energy to circulate throughout his body to resist ordinary sword and arrow attacks.
Just pay attention to avoid the eyes and throat, and when ventilating.
A few feet in front of him were the city defenders who were nervously raising their swords and guns. No one dared to take the opportunity to step forward and fight.
The man saw Yi Shangyan charging towards him with murderous intent, followed closely by a cold-looking archer. He bent his bow and drew an arrow, but did not shoot. He suddenly remembered the warning of his sect brother: A big, tall Southern barbarian. If you are an archer at close range, avoid him immediately!
Last night, my senior brother was at the top of the city and witnessed with his own eyes that the guy shot and killed two Beirong masters at close range.
Without hesitation, the man jumped towards the nearest city wall.
As soon as he landed, he heard the sound of a string. Amidst the screams and blazing fire, the sound of the string was extremely light and inconspicuous, but it made the man's heart clench, and his upper body suddenly twisted and flashed.
His right calf, which was about to fall on the wall, was pierced by a sharp arrow. The painful muscle tearing and the tremendous force made the man lose his footing and fall forward.
It's so insidious. Who would have thought that an archer would sneak attack on a non-fatal place like his calf and ankle?
