After a few chops, he realized something was not right.
Why didn't the people behind the table react at all to them cutting the table? Are they afraid or daring?
"Thunder!" shouted the barbarian behind, and the three of them stopped chopping and raised their shields together.
Just before their shields were raised, the thunderous thunder exploded.
The three centurions felt a heavy blow to their brains, their vision went dark, and their bodies kept shaking.
"Boom, boom," the thunder exploded, and the three of them felt that the shield was like a heavy blow, and huge power came from them.
The three of them squatted down and quickly shifted their weight downwards.
Although they don't understand the principle, long-term experience knows that this is the only way to achieve stability.
Sure enough, although the wooden bridge swayed twice, it finally stabilized.
The three of them looked at each other and couldn't help but feel overjoyed.
After waking up, the three centurions continued to slash at the table with their swords. At this time, they not only cut open the cotton wool, but also cut open the table.
The three of them couldn't help but be surprised when they saw what was behind the table.
At this moment, the world fell into an object that flashed and made a sizzling sound.
The captains behind him also slashed at the table with their swords, and their reactions were not much better than his.
They still didn't believe it, even though they tried their best to chop, the table still didn't shake at all.
While they were stunned, another dark object fell from the sky, making a sizzling sound and flashing light.
The people behind shouted: "Shaking thunder." The three of them had just escaped a disaster, but this time they were not so lucky.
The three men swayed, causing the wooden bridge to sway, and the ten captains on both sides could not hold on.
They fell from the wooden bridge and hit the ground with a dull thud, obviously dead.
No one cares about them, no one knows whose turn it is next, and those behind are constantly moving forward under the urging of those behind.
"Hold the shield above your head to protect yourself." A centurion had an idea and shouted loudly.
By the way, why didn't you think of this? The shield is meant to protect yourself.
Now hold the shield above your head, wouldn't it just protect yourself?
The stunned centurion was kicked twice by the people behind him and finally woke up.
He shook his head, feeling dizzy, and subconsciously slashed at the table with a big knife.
Beside him were a centurion and a decanion, slashing at the table.
After three people slashing bravely, the table was finally cut into several pieces.
Seeing the face of Lushan behind the table, all the barbarians could not help but be stunned.
"There's no one behind the table at all. It turns out it's all city walls." A barbarian shouted loudly.
The barbarians are building up soil and attacking the city, and the southern barbarians will not sit still and wait for death.
All the Hu people couldn't help but be disappointed, and some of the Hu people couldn't help asking: "What should I do?"
"Cut all the tables and climb up from here," shouted a centurion.
At present, this is the only way. Many barbarians took out their swords and slashed at the table with all their strength.
At this time, it rained from the sky, but it was not rain or arrows, but raindrops that shook the sky.
These dozens of thunderstorms that thundered from the sky either blossomed on the wooden bridge or exploded on both sides of the wooden bridge.
The barbarians can avoid the thunder above their heads, but they cannot avoid the thunder from both sides.
Their shields are all round, with large gaps between them.
The barbarians on both sides of the wooden bridge fell on the bridge, that is, they fell from the wooden bridge.
The faces of the barbarians on the hill changed greatly, and they retreated regardless of the shouts of the captain behind them.
But Ledebao took a big sword and shouted at the barbarians: "There are only Khans who fall forward, and there are no Khans who retreat."
After saying that, he took out his whip and whipped it hard at the retreating barbarian.
The soldiers beside him also took out whips and whipped the barbarians hard.
The retreating barbarians had no choice but to shout loudly to the barbarians in front: "Retreating is a dead end, retreating is a dead end."
A gust of wind blew, and no one could stand on the bridge. The rest, even if they were not dead, were still moaning.
Some have ceramic shards stuck in their faces and foreheads, some have pottery shards stuck in their chests, and some have ceramic shards stuck in their thighs and arms.
Blood flowed from their bodies and wet the wooden bridge, and some blood dripped from the wooden bridge.
These barbarians have also seen strong winds and waves, but they have never seen this kind of scene.
The barbarians in front looked at the sky, fearing that thunder would fall from the sky.
They had seen one thunder, two, and several, but they had never seen twenty or thirty thunder.
Some Hu people could no longer feel nausea or even panic. They felt their stomachs were churning and couldn't bear it anymore, so they vomited out their breakfast.
Tan Xing, Feng Yongcheng, and Song Fei could see clearly from the gate tower. They also felt their stomachs churn, but they held it back.
Tan Xing held the canopy with his hands to block the sun in the sky, squinted his eyes for a while, couldn't help but spit and said: "Prodigal son, prodigal son."
The chief clerk is in charge of logistics. Hongtianlei is not like swords and arrows, which can be reused. This one will be used less after a little use.
He was worried about the inventory, and the price of this Hongtianlei was not cheap.
"It's really a waste." Tan Xing couldn't help but be overjoyed by Sein Fei's words, but the following sentence made him unhappy, "The good thing is that the Hu people suffered serious losses and were scared out of their wits."
"It's really powerful, but what if I run out of Hong Tian Lei?" Tan Xing looked at Sein Fei bitterly, how could he act opposite me?
"It is very necessary to give the barbarians power." Feng Yongcheng first affirmed Song Fei's statement. He looked at Song Fei and said consolingly: "As for the thunder, I will ask the commander-in-chief for it."
Tan Xing is in charge of logistics. What worries him most is that in the middle of the fight, suddenly there is no thunder.
Now the biggest advantage between the security regiment and the Sichuan Protecting Army and the Hu people is Hong Tianlei.
Hong Tianlei can be said to be the confidence of the security team to win, and it is also the lifeblood of the security team.
Captain Le Debao rubbed his eyes, not believing what he was seeing.
He looked again and saw that he was indeed seriously injured by the Nanman bombs.
He looked carefully at the wooden bridge and the hill, and discovered a surprising phenomenon.
It was the Nanman's thunderous attack that hit all the people on the wooden bridge, while the hills were almost unaffected.
Deputy Chief Lieutenant General Lu Jigeng repeatedly looked at the wooden bridge and the hill, thought for a while, and said: "The Nanman has drawn a line for us. If we do not cross the line, the thunder will not fall on our heads. If we cross the line, we must Throw it over.”
"Why are these Southern Barbarians so hateful? Only the Khanate has always set the rules for them. I didn't expect that the Southern Barbarians would also set the rules for the Khanate." Le Debo's sword made several false cuts in the air, using the air as a security guard.
"Dong dong dong", the drum of the Ten Thousand Captain Haderage was beating again. In the past, it was a victory drum, but now this one is a death drum.
Ledebao's broadsword pointed at the tables on the city wall opposite the gate on the hill, and said loudly to the barbarians: "See, as long as you cut down these tables, you can attack the pass."
These barbarian centurions and ten-centurions looked at each other with hesitation in their eyes.
"Anyone who retreats will be killed! Anyone who is too afraid to go forward will be killed!" Ledebao's fierce gaze swept over all the barbarians and roared viciously.
The soldiers behind them waved their swords and shouted loudly together, like a pack of wolves staring at hundreds of barbarians.
A group of barbarians looked at the dead barbarians on the wooden bridge and the dead barbarians who fell off the city wall. There was still hesitation in their eyes. After all, the scene of dozens of thunderbolts exploding by the security team just now scared the people at the scene out of their wits.
"The first one to attack the city will be rewarded with a thousand taels of gold." At this point, he waved the sword a few times and shouted fiercely.
Faced with Le Debao's hard and soft tactics, several barbarian centurions looked at each other, gritted their teeth, and shouted loudly: "Enter the city and kill the Nanman. Attack the city and kill the Nanman!"
After saying that, these barbarians raised their shields, quickly stepped onto the wooden bridge, and attacked the city gate.
Under Hetanguan, there is an entrance to the cave.
The soil was brand new, and it was obviously a newly dug hole.
A barbarian centurion looked at the man in front of him and asked anxiously: "Where are you digging now?"
"We should be almost at the city wall now." A Han craftsman beside him looked at his sword cautiously, glanced at the city wall, made a few gestures, and thought for a while before saying.
The barbarian centurion nodded, then opened the water bag, took a sip of water, and carefully looked at the excavator called the lead truck back and forth without knowing anything about it.
This time he was going to lead a hundred barbarians to attack, but he didn't know anything about this excavator, and he couldn't help but frown tightly.
Seeing a Han centurion next to him, who was the Han man responsible for digging the cave, his brows suddenly widened and he asked him to introduce him.
Although they are all centurions, the status of Hu centurions is higher than that of Han centurions.
If two centurions are together, the Han centurion must obey the control of the Hu.
After hearing the instructions from the barbarian centurion, the Han centurion did not dare to neglect and introduced them carefully.
Under the introduction of the Han centurion, the Hu centurion finally understood this principle.
This is a vehicle specially used for digging tunnels and attacking. It has a complex structure and powerful functions.
It is divided into three parts, "screen board", "lead car" and "xu shed"; the screen board is at the front of the train, with protection in front and on both sides of the car, which is equivalent to the exit of the entire group of lead cars.
When the tunnel is almost dug, the siege troops will assemble in the vehicle, which can hold a hundred troops.
It can provide protection. When there is concern about the enemy's situation, the screen board and the lead vehicle are closely connected, which can provide maximum protection for the attacking troops.
Of course it can provide an attack. After the tunnel is dug, the screen board can be quickly pushed away, and the men and horses can file out to attack.
After hearing the Han centurion's introduction, the barbarian centurion couldn't help but sigh: "You Han people don't know what your brains are filled with. You can also make such complicated things."
The Han centurion hurriedly said a few words of humility and wanted to continue talking.
"It's too complicated for my head." The barbarian centurion stopped him, shook his head, and finally said, "In a word, it is very powerful and sufficient."
The Han centurion couldn't help but smile, as if the advantage the barbarians had over them no longer existed.
The barbarian centurion looked at him, not knowing what he was thinking.
He looked at the Han centurion and saw his expression, not knowing what he was thinking.
"Although you Han people are great at making things, you are no match for the Mongolian cavalry in war. Otherwise, why would the north be unified by the Khanate?"
When the Han centurion heard this, any trace of pride he had had disappeared completely, and he couldn't help but bow his head.
"Report to the general, the tunnel has been dug through the city wall." A Han captain of ten came over to report.
The barbarian centurion couldn't help but be overjoyed and said to the group of barbarians behind him: "Everyone get in the car and fight into the city. Fight into the city and kill the Nanman."
"Come into the city and kill the Nanman. Rush into the city and kill the Nanman." A hundred barbarians couldn't help but be overjoyed when they heard this and waved their swords together.
One hundred barbarians got into the lead car and went into the cave.
There were a hundred barbarians behind them, and they moved forward cautiously and with their heads down.
