In the blink of an eye, at the feet of the rebel soldiers gathered near the city root, extremely terrifying and huge flowers of death kept blooming, catching everyone off guard and making them unable to resist. 】98】98】9 reading】9 books,.2≧↗
No one would have thought that the officers and soldiers on the top of the city would drop a bunch of powerful baozha-style bullets while they were fighting. Otherwise, they would have run away without a single one left. Why would they attack Shenzi City?
The bow-shooting "Fire Pomegranate Arrows", "Sacred Fire Flying Crow Arrows", and even the "Swarm of Bees" with thirty-two arrows in a bucket and the "Leopard Rush Arrows" with forty arrows in a bucket were not as good as what they encountered. This thing is awesome.
Such sharp weapons exploded into a large area, causing most casualties in the baozha area. Especially when the defenders threw the objects from the top of the city, it was completely impossible for the rebel soldiers to guard against.
If it were used in large quantities and concentratedly, it would be the scene where mourning is everywhere. An entire area of three feet wide along the city root is full of rebel soldiers who were knocked down because of baozha.
The whole process was equivalent to rushing to the base of the city despite the attack of the defenders, only to be suddenly bombarded by a hundred Hongyi cannons, and beaten face to face at such a close distance. The frustration caused by this was Extremely intense.
Besides, how painful would it be for a living person to have nails drilled into his body?
Not to mention personal experience, even just looking at it will make you feel creepy and shudder!
"Help...save...uh..."
An injured rebel soldier had a nail stuck in his head, about an inch of which was exposed, and a nail stuck squarely in his eyeball. He screamed in pain, and he knelt on the ground with his face covered in blood, holding him in his arms. The legs of those nearby cried out for help.
"...Ghost~!"
The soldier who was covered up looked down and saw that the opponent no longer looked like a human being or a ghost. He was suddenly frightened, yelled, broke away, and rushed back like crazy.
Yang Shi'en ordered his men to attack the city twice, dropping a hundred zhayao bags in total, and directly blasted the soldiers who came to attack the city to the point of losing their morale. They turned around and ran away, never wanting to come into contact with the defenders again.
Everyone, including the leaders of the bandit army, was filled with fear. Who knew how many more times their troops would be attacked like this before they climbed onto the city wall.
By then, let alone seizing the city head and capturing Xiangyang City, if they continued to gather under the city's roots, they would probably be surrounded by the defenders, and they would not have lost a few people.
No rebel general dared to use his subordinates to bet on how many such objects the defenders on the opposite side had. If he lost the bet, he might even risk his own life.
One hundred zhayao bags only injured and killed nearly a thousand people, but the psychological effect on the thieves outside the city was indescribable. Almost before Zhang Hualong issued a new order, everyone dispersed in a rush.
"Don't step on... ah! Uh... legs..."
Zhang Shacai's original name was Zhang San. Because he killed so many people, his associates collectively gave him this nickname. Later, he used it directly as his real name.
In Gucheng alone, he killed no less than 80 people with his sword. Not only did he show no regrets, but he also regarded himself as one of the ten fiercest men in the rebel army.
What he often talks about is that he played with a girl from a certain family in Gucheng, and then led a group of accomplices to raid the girl's house and beheaded them, even the children were not spared.
Thinking that the woman who had been played with was still begging him to let her child go before she died, Zhang Shacai's heart was filled with pride, as if at that moment he had the power of life and death for mortals in the world.
When he arrived at Xiangyang City, he naturally had a dream of entering the city, plundering and enjoying himself. Xiangyang was much more prosperous than Gucheng, and there were countless money and women.
But without a leg, Zhang Shacai's dream would not be possible, let alone come true. No less than three or four nails had been shot into his right leg. ￥♀eight￥♀eight￥♀read￥♀book,.2≠◆
As the successive baozha caused considerable chaos among the rebels, Zhang Shacai was trampled by his companions after he fell to the ground, and nails were even stepped into his bones.
He was so angry that he just wanted to slash with his knife, but some bastard hit him on the back of the head with his knee, which made him feel like stars on the spot.
When he had just regained some consciousness, he was kicked in the face again, and his nose was bleeding from the step. He was so angry that Zhang Sha started to curse.
With people shouting and horses neighing, bullets flying everywhere, and arrows raining like rain, being in the midst of a rebellious army, let alone swearing, even killing an individual is not a big deal.
"Pfft~!"
Just when Zhang Shacai was about to struggle to get up, a sharp arrow flew from nowhere and pinned his uninjured thigh to the ground.
"Well... it hurts to death... if I enter you...!"
Zhang Shacai, who was sweating profusely from the pain, lay directly on the ground, cursing and rolling back and forth, but it could not reduce the heartbreaking pain from the sore at all.
Due to the close distance, his legs were not even covered by leather armor. The arrow shot directly through the leg bone, leaving him a half-paralyzed man. Even if he could be treated in time, he would still be on crutches. is lame.
But this was a battlefield, and the defenders were shooting at the top of the city less than five feet away. No one would pity him as a rebel soldier, let alone come out to treat him.
Looking at his companions running further and further away, Zhang Shacai also realized that he had been abandoned by everyone. With his physical condition, he would definitely not be able to return to the formation.
They want to beg for surrender from the defenders, but it seems that they don't have the time yet. The city is constantly firing at targets in the distance.
Seeing that there was no hope for help, he could not move, and even standing up was no longer possible. The previous days of making money and enjoying life were gone forever, so Zhang Sha gradually began to despair.
Involuntarily, his mind began to recall some of the major events he had done in his life, especially the events after following the Eighth King's rebellion. Without exception, they were all related to killing.
Less than half of those who died under Zhang Shacai's sword were officers and soldiers, and most of the rest were unarmed civilians, and he would soon embark on the final path.
Today, the sky above Xiangyang City was cloudless, and the sun had risen early. It was already very sunny, and only then did Zhang Sha feel something shaking above his head.
Due to the dazzling light, I had to build a pergola with my hands. I saw several large birds circling in the sky. Judging from their size, they should be hawks and the like.
These big birds will make bursts of chirping from time to time. When experienced veterans hear the sound, they will understand that they are here to eat. When the hunting is done below, they will fall to the ground to feast.
Near the city, wild beasts do not dare to come easily, but birds are not afraid, and if they are seen, they will at best be driven away.
Falcons, including crows, are very thick-skinned guys and don't care about their owners' disapproval at all. The dining standard of these birds is one--the food will not go bad!
"Hahahaha...ahem!"
Zhang Shacai knew that his time was running out, so he laughed loudly. He did not expect that he would end up like this, lying dead outside the city and becoming food for falcons.
He has accomplished nothing in his life, but following the Eight Kings means he has done everything he should do, killed everything he should kill, and played everything he should have fun with, so it is worth it.
Having no family, no job, no worries, nothing to worry about, I feel relaxed and at ease, there is nothing I can't let go of.
When he got down there, if he saw the woman in Gucheng again, he would play again...
"Hey! Isn't this Zhang Shacai?"
Just when Zhang Shacai was still sitting and playing with the dream of a female ghost, a voice interrupted his enjoyment.
"Huh? Who is it? It turns out to be Li Heizi! What? You can't survive either?"
Zhang Shacai turned his head following the voice and saw a dark-faced guy crawling towards him.
"It's nothing! It's just that you haven't paid back the five taels of silver you owe!"
Li Heizi lent Zhang Shacai a sum of money three months ago. He was very nice to him at the time, but until Gucheng was conquered and Zhang Shacai's pockets were full, he was unwilling to pay back the money.
Because of Zhang Shacai's nickname, Li Heizi did not dare to ask for too much, and every time he mentioned this matter, he was angrily scolded by Zhang Shacai.
"Hahahaha... Li Heizi, you are such a money addict! Do you still remember this? From the looks of it, do you think you can afford to repay the money? I'll pay you back later!"
Zhang Shacai is sure that this guy in front of him is a coward. If I don't pay you back while I'm alive, whether it's a hundred taels or one tael, if I don't pay you back, I'll bully you to death.
"Arrived down there? You think so! I want my money back now!"
Li Heizi has always been thinking about this matter. Even at the last moment of his life, he still wants to get his money back. Whether he can spend it is another matter. The worst he can do is to be filial to the Lord of Hell.
"Hmph! On your behalf? How do you want it?"
Zhang Shacai had always looked down on Li Heizi. He thought that if he joined the rebel army, followed the Eight Kings, and was unwilling to deal with outsiders, he would be eliminated sooner or later. There was a lot of disdain in his eyes.
"that……"
Li Heizi, who had been holding back his anger for a long time, decided not to let Zhang Shacai underestimate him when he was about to die. His injuries were much lighter than the other's. When he got close to the target, he quickly pulled out a bishou and inserted it violently. Between Zhang Shacai's legs.
"ah……"
Zhang Shacai immediately covered his bleeding crotch and howled like a pig. This sneak attack caught him by surprise.
"Well, I'll make you crazy and happy! You'll lick your face without paying back the money! Well, I'll let you go down and become a eunuch! Hahahaha..."
Seeing Zhang Shacai in such a situation, Li Heizi finally laughed. He felt that he had never been so comfortable and proud in his life.
Didn't Zhang Shacai, who claimed to have killed hundreds of people with his hands, die in the end with his seemingly ordinary bishou?
And he was still a eunuch when he died. What could be more interesting than this?
Aren't you a bully? Are you used to bullying?
Well, let me ask you to be a eunuch when you go down!
Thinking of this, Li Heizi seemed to feel that he still couldn't understand his hatred. When he saw the arrow shaft stuck in the opponent's leg, he held it and shook it vigorously.
In the rebel army, Zhang Shacai was always looked down upon by the bosses because of his viciousness, and he earned much more money than him.
On the contrary, Li Heizi also killed people, but mostly he fought against officers and soldiers. He could not be ruthless to ordinary people.
People are different. Some people kill out of excitement, while others are forced to do so.
There was no need for him to be polite to the turtle grandson in front of him who refused to pay back the money. The more pain he caused, the more relieved he would be.
"Ah... you... ah..."
Zhang Shacai, who was covering his important parts, felt severe pain coming from his leg again. At this time, it was impossible to reach out to stop Li Heizi.
The pain had left Zhang Shacai unable to resist, and he allowed the other party to play with his broken body. He was as miserable as the woman who was bullied by him in Gucheng.
After just a while, Li Heizi couldn't hear the other party's shouts anymore. He turned over and saw that Zhang Shacai had been hurt to death, and he was still staring with a dead look.
"Haha! You coward! Your eggless grandson!"
As the final winner among the two, Li Heizi can now scold him however he wants, and some of the content does not count as scolding, and the description is quite appropriate.
After the great revenge was avenged, Li Heizi hurriedly searched the other party's body privately, and finally found a heavy cowhide bag. When he opened it, he found that it was full of silver of various sizes.
The biggest piece of money was no less than twenty taels. This bastard who had received a thousand knives really deserved to be killed. He had so much money and was still unwilling to pay back his mere five taels of silver.
"This is five taels of silver dropped on my forehead..."
Li Heizi first took out five taels of silver, then looked at the pile of silver in the bag, and put the five taels he took out back.
"Well! This is the extra interest!"
In order to comfort myself, I also added a seemingly reasonable reason.
I don’t know how much money the officers and soldiers can redeem a life, and whether the money I have is enough, but having money is better than having no money. After all, there is still a chance to redeem a life, right?
Li Heizi was not as vicious as Zhang Shacai, but he was not stupid. He had also injured his leg just now. Although the injury was not serious, he knew clearly that he could not run back.
Instead of limping to the back of the team, where there is a high chance of being shot to death by a cannonball from the officers and soldiers, it is better to lie down under the city and pretend to be dead. The officers and soldiers cannot just drop a baozha just because they are alone. Bullets?
Judging from the actual situation, I really won the bet, and when I met Zhang Shacai, who owed money and refused to pay back, I got the money back with interest, and the person who owed money had been sent to the following place by me. Become a eunuch...
The officials on the top of the city were busy greeting the fleeing guys in the distance, and no one noticed that two fools committed a murder just under their noses because of five taels of silver.
Even if someone does see it, they will treat it as a show and maybe even invite their companions from the city to watch it together. This is really interesting.
The guy with the knife struck too hard and stabbed in a weird position, causing the other one to die too quickly. Everyone couldn't get enough of it...
After finishing, Li Heizi looked around cautiously and found that most of the people who could still breathe were in Shenyin, and there were not many like him, so he felt relieved.
If there are too many people pretending to be dead, maybe after repelling the rebels, the official will go out of the city to inspect this place and come over one by one to hit them.
Li Heizi planned to sneak in if he could, get up and run away after sunset, and never do this dangerous business again.
If you bleed too much and your body really can't hold on, then you can simply go to the city and surrender. You can kill or behead them as you please.
If the officers and soldiers still haven't left the city after sunset, then he can search for more money.
There is no harm in having more money. No matter where it is, it must be managed with money.
Without knowing anything else, Li Heizi knew that the rebel army was defeated this time, and it was a big defeat.
From the base of the city to the opposite side of the moat, they were all filled with the corpses of their companions.
The rebels didn't even take advantage of the situation, but lost thousands of lives. Abandoned carriages, ladders, and bamboo rafts were everywhere.
Seeing that they had run out for more than half a mile, the officers and soldiers at the top of the city were still firing artillery frequently, obviously trying to expand the results of the battle.
Li Heizi estimated in his mind that this trip to the Eight Kings was a total loss. There were no less than two or three adults killed or injured here alone.
If that Hong Shacai had led his troops to appear at this moment, a fierce battle would have been inevitable between the two sides.
Even if he doesn't die here, he will die in the subsequent confrontation between the two armies.
After thinking about it for a while, Li Heizi still felt that it was very wise for him to pretend to be dead.
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