Zhao Yang nodded and saluted Xiao Huadong: "Master Xiao, have the weapons arrived?"
"General Zhao, those weapons have just arrived." Xiao Huadong returned the salute and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
Zhao Yang was overjoyed and looked around, but soon frowned: "Where are the weapons?"
"General Zhao, there is flint here. I am afraid of the explosion and dare not bring it up." Xiao Huadong still wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and looked at the flints in front of him, worried.
"The archery tower is very safe and can be placed here as a warehouse." Zhao Yang shook his head, pointed at the archery tower, and anxiously bowed his hands and said, "Now that Tibet is attacking, we must hurry up."
Xiao Huadong also glanced at the arrow tower and nodded: "Okay, let them bring it up immediately."
"Bring the weapons up, hurry up, there's an urgent need up there." After saying that, he took out his sound transmitting weapon and shouted loudly into the city.
Hearing the following answer: "No.", Xiao Huadong returned the favor and said, "They have already prepared it and can bring it up at any time."
Hearing this, Zhao Yang breathed a sigh of relief and frowned as he looked at the rain of arrows, flints and slings in the sky.
What's even more worrying is that the shouting outside is getting closer and closer, and it's getting more and more fierce.
He eagerly bowed his hands to Xiao Huadong and said, "The matter is urgent. Let's go to the gate tower and ask Chief Xiao to send us the weapons."
After saying that, Zhao Yang led his soldiers and ran towards the city wall.
Seeing that the matter was urgent, Xiao Huadong didn't care much and ran down the stairs himself to urge the weapons.
When Zhao Yang arrived at the city wall, the Tubo rebels had already set up a large number of flying ladders and began to attack.
"Hang Tian Lei." When he saw this, his blood immediately boiled. He ignited the Hong Tian Lei in his hand and threw it towards the rebels on the ladder.
The flying ladder is relatively light and can be used by one or two people. It has the advantage of being fast, but the disadvantage is that it has weak protection.
The ladder is relatively heavy and can be folded. It is protected by cowhide on both sides. The advantage is that it has strong protection. The disadvantage is that it is very heavy. There are four wheels underneath, so it must be pushed by people, and the speed is relatively slow.
Under the cover of thousands of arrows and trebuchets, the first thing to reach the city wall was the flying ladder.
Jialuo was willing to do so, and ordered the first person to attack the city wall to be rewarded with a thousand taels of gold and promoted to one rank.
Not to mention the official promotion, even a thousand taels of gold is enough for the family to last a lifetime.
After hearing this reward, all the Tibetan soldiers seemed to have been given blood and attacked Qingtang City with all their strength.
In front of the rebels was a centurion, who was crawling upwards with a shield in his hand.
At this time, a dark and smoking object fell from the sky.
His eyes widened and he hurriedly put a shield over his head: "Han people's firearms."
He was terrified, waiting for the firearm to explode.
But what surprised and delighted him was that the firearm did not explode.
"It turns out that the Han people's firearms are not very good either." After he finished speaking, he continued to push up with both feet.
As soon as he finished speaking, the firearm exploded.
The centurion felt severe pain coming from his lower body and screamed twice. It was unbearable. His body shook twice and he could no longer stand steadily. He fell backward from the ladder.
Below him was a commander. When he saw the centurion falling from the flying ladder, he hurriedly blocked it with his shield.
But the centurion was too heavy. He had injured his hand when he exploded just now. He tried his best but couldn't support the centurion's weight. The two of them fell down the ladder together.
After the centurion and the commander fell down, no one could resist the commander and soldiers behind them, and they fell from the ladder one after another with a bang.
On the other ladder, a centurion looked at the black smoke falling from the sky, but he was calm and collected.
He held the shield and swung it at the smoking thing with all his strength.
The smoking object was blocked by his shield and flew in another direction.
The deputy centurion on the other flight had just taken away a firearm, but unexpectedly something unexpected happened. There was a rumble and thunder exploded, and he fell down together with the commander below.
This centurion doesn't care about the other flying ladder, as long as he has nothing to do.
The defenders above saw that this man was really powerful, so they threw three more.
This centurion was quite powerful. He swung his shield continuously and blocked two of them, but failed to block the third one. He screamed and fell down together with the people behind him.
There was also a centurion who was even more powerful. He shook his shield continuously, passed five levels and shook six thunders, and even crawled to the city wall.
He shook the thunderous thunder, and although he dodged it, the people behind him basically did not escape, and they were either killed or injured.
Naturally, he would not be better than other people. If he were the first to attack the city wall, he could get a thousand taels of gold and be promoted to one level.
He rushed to the city wall excitedly and was dumbfounded.
Although the city wall here is still there, there is an array of tables one foot high on top.
The flying ladder has reached his heart, and he can climb no further.
He had no choice but to step on the flying ladder and the city wall, staring at everything in front of him.
When he saw it was a table, it was wood. How could it block the big knife in his hand.
He shouted loudly and slashed at the table array with the big knife in his hand.
At this moment, another smoking thunderbolt was thrown towards him.
He already has experience dealing with this Thunderous Thunder, and knows that it will take more than ten breaths before the Thunderous Thunder explodes.
He calmly took advantage of the shield and wanted to use the power of the shield to throw Hongtian Lei away.
But he was fooled, and the thunder exploded at exactly this moment.
After the Yishui platform on the city wall is ignited, let the thunderous thunder burn for ten breaths before throwing it out.
The centurion thought that it would take at least ten breaths for the thunder to explode, but he did not expect that it would explode in advance.
He only felt a bright light flash before his eyes, and then severe pain came from his eyes and forehead. His eyes went dark and he could no longer see anything.
It turned out that the thunderbolt exploded above his forehead, and several ceramic shards hit his eyes, making him instantly blind.
Due to the sudden loss of his eyes, he suddenly lost his balance and fell directly from the city wall.
Although this centurion was thrown down, he should actually feel honored.
Except for him, everyone else was shot down by Hongtian Lei on the way.
As the centurion fell, he heard the heavy rumbling sound of the ladder.
He couldn't help but lament in his heart, why was he in such a hurry, why didn't he wait for a while?
Thinking of this, he felt severe pain coming from his brain, and then he lost consciousness forever.
A centurion couldn't help laughing when he saw someone climbing up the city wall on the flying ladder.
"Qingtang City is only three feet high, which is just right for siege. Warriors, follow me and charge up." After the centurion laughed wildly, he held the shield in his hand, stepped on it hard, and climbed up with all his strength.
Unlike the flying ladder, the ladder is not only covered by cowhide on both sides, but also can be folded in the middle.
It is certainly safer than the flying ladder, and it is also wider and flatter, making it easier to climb.
Some of the thunderbolts thrown from the city wall were blocked by the cowhide, and some were blocked by the centurion's shield.
The centurion couldn't help but be overjoyed and quickly came to the city wall.
When he came to the city wall, he also encountered the same problem as the centurion just now, the table array.
The aerial ladder is better than the flying ladder. The ladder is much flatter than the flying ladder, allowing him to stand more firmly on the aerial ladder.
He laughed evilly, picked up the big knife in his hand, and slashed towards the table array.
With a bang, he struck the Eight Immortals Table with his huge strength.
His strength was so great that the Eight Immortals table shrank, but it quickly returned to its original shape.
No matter how powerful the centurion is, he is only one person, while there are at least two, or even four, behind the Eight Immortals table.
When the four people behind heard the sound of being chopped, they naturally wanted to restore the table array to its original position.
What surprised the centurion was that his sword was not only sharp but also heavy, and it did not cut through the Table of the Eight Immortals.
Just as he was stunned, a thunderbolt exploded on his right.
He waved the sword desperately to resist, but felt severe pain coming from his right temple.
He suddenly spun around and could no longer stand steadily. He fell backwards and rolled down the ladder along with the people behind him.
A centurion glanced in front of him, shook his head, and sneered repeatedly: "I heard that the tables above are covered with iron sheets. How can these knives cut through them? It's up to me."
This centurion did not hold a broadsword in his hand, but a large hammer.
He said to another deputy centurion: "We cooperate with each other, you cover me, I break the Han table formation, I share the credit."
"Okay, it seems that this is the best way to break the Han table formation." The deputy centurion nodded, "In this way, I will cover you and you attack."
After saying that, the deputy centurion held two shields in his hands and rushed forward with all his strength, while the centurion holding a big hammer followed closely behind.
Yi Shuitai had just dealt with two centurions and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He was startled when he saw the situation in front of him through the wall stacks. He looked at He Sian and asked: "Good guy, these two Tubo centurions can figure it out. One of them is holding two vertical shields for cover." , the other one is holding a big hammer, what should I do?"
"Let's try throwing down four Hongtian Lei." He Sian thought for a moment.
Yi Shuitai nodded, and the two of them lit four thunderbolts and threw them at the centurion holding two shields.
The centurion watched four thunderbolts being thrown towards him one after another, and he felt like he was dead.
He shouted loudly, stared at Hong Tianlei, waved the two shields with all his strength, and swept towards Hong Tianlei.
The first two were thrown away and flew towards the flying ladder next to them, and exploded next to the flying ladder.
When the third one came, he threw his shield on the right side with all his strength, and the thunderbolt was also thrown away by him. It exploded in the air and injured a person behind the ladder.
Seeing the fourth thunderstorm coming, he simply put the two square shields together and closed his eyes.
Rumbling, he felt as if thunder was exploding above his head, and his scalp was numb.
Then his hands shook violently, and the explosion here shook him.
After the explosion, there was a strong smell of gunpowder smoke.
"This centurion has a long life, so many thunderbolts did not kill him." Yi Shuitai sighed, "Old He, is there any way?"
"This method has no effect, I have to try another method." He Sian tied four thunderbolts together, lit them and waited for ten breaths before throwing them out.
The centurion desperately took a breath of fresh air, and then laughed loudly: "The firearms of the Han people are nothing more than this."
As he spoke, he felt full of strength and continued to push up.
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw an incredible phenomenon in front of him.
It turns out that this is not a thunderbolt, but a bundle of thunderbolts.
"There is such a firearm, I finally saw it." As he said, he desperately put the two shields together, trying to repeat the same resistance method just now.
But this time he miscalculated. In this explosion, he felt four thunderbolts explode one after another, and the explosion time of each thunderbolt did not exceed one breath.
His ears were ringing, as if four large thunderbolts were exploding above his head.
His scalp was still numb and his whole body was numb. This kind of numbness was unprecedentedly terrifying and terrifying.
Although he was scared, he knew that this was a critical moment. He gritted his teeth and held a pair of shields tightly, resisting completely subconsciously.
After the first thunderbolt exploded, he felt a shock in his hands, which he could bear.
After the second thunderbolt exploded, he felt a huge force coming from the shield, and his hands were numb and he could hardly control it.
After the third thunderbolt exploded, his mouth was bleeding, his nose was bleeding, and the shields in his hands had unknowingly separated.
After the fourth thunderbolt exploded, he saw lightning flash in front of his eyes, and severe pain came from his forehead and eyes.
His vision went dark, he could no longer hold on, and the shield in his hand fell down along with the person.
The centurion behind him holding a big hammer was also pushing upwards with all his strength.
Suddenly, the centurion who was covering him came crashing down on him, and two shields weighing dozens of kilograms fell at the same time, leaving him no time to react.
He was hit on the body and arm by the shield, and he could no longer hold the big hammer in his hand.
The centurion Gulu rolled down, followed by two shields and a large hammer, seriously injuring dozens of Tibetan soldiers below.
When a Tubo centurion on the ground saw this, he couldn't help frowning and exclaimed loudly: "The firearms of the Han people are too powerful."
"Firearms, firearms." A deputy captain next to him suddenly lit up, "Yes, yes."
The centurion asked in confusion: "General, what's the matter?"
"The Han people use the Eight Immortals Table, why can't we use the Eight Immortals Table." Pointing to the city wall, the deputy captain said: "The Eight Immortals Table is better than a shield and can resist the attacks of Han people's firearms."
After speaking, he shouted to the Tibetan soldiers behind him: "Use the Eight Immortals Table as a shield to attack the city wall."
