Qu Li shook his head and patted Qun Pei Zhan Dui on the shoulder.
"You don't have to die for me, I hope you come out alive." Qu Li looked at Qunpei Zhandui, "You can just occupy any corner of the city."
On the surface, this requirement may not seem high, but in fact it is quite high.
The security group argued that the 10,000 cavalry had been defeated, but could their 3,000 infantry stand in the city?
"No." Of course he didn't dare to say what he was thinking, but bowed and solemnly agreed.
Thousands of arrows shot out from the sky, covering many snowflakes.
Amidst the sound of fifty drums, the ground ladder has approached the city wall.
There was a bang, and the ladder vibrated.
This sound not only did not cause pain to the rebels, but also boosted their morale, because their ladder was leaning against the city wall and was stable.
Nobu Sorang was extremely happy as he stood against the fire-proof Eight Immortals table.
This Eight Immortals table is wrapped in a wet quilt and is fire-proof. It is different from the ordinary Eight Immortals table the day before yesterday. It is completely one heaven and one underground.
Although the Han people on the city wall kept firing rockets, this fireproof Eight Immortals Table was difficult to hit.
The wet quilt on top of it was not only fireproof, but also full of elasticity due to the large amount of moisture. Most of the rockets were deflected by it.
It also has a powerful function and is not afraid of Han people's firearms.
He remembered that the Han people once said, use the spear of the son to attack the shield of the son. I wonder if this counts?
Now these two are invented by the Han people, so we should forget them.
Thinking of this, Nobu Sorang felt a little bitter. The Tibetans, who were extremely powerful in the past, actually learned to use Han weapons to deal with the Han people.
However, looking at the rockets falling one after another outside the ladder, knowing that this is a battlefield, I no longer have the heart to sigh.
The key now is to use Han weapons to capture the city wall guarded by the Han people.
He roared, held the Fireproof Eight Immortals Table high, put his feet firmly on the heavy ladder, and ran straight towards the city wall.
He was holding the fire-proof Eight Immortals table. He could not see what was going on above the table, but he only knew what was going on on the ladder at his feet.
Suddenly the ladder of the cloud ladder has ended, and he has seen the stones of the city wall. He can't help but be overjoyed and has reached the battlements of the city wall.
Nobu Sorang raised the fireproof Eight Immortals table high with one foot and stepped on the battlements of the city wall with the other foot.
Nobu Sorang's face showed a rare red light, his tone was full of great pride, and he shouted loudly: "Smash this table formation, smash it hard for me!"
Come and try it quickly. 】
"No." Deputy Centurion Ngawang Jiancun and another chief shouted happily.
They raised their sledgehammers high and smashed them against the table array.
"Bang, bang," Nobu Sorang felt a loud bang above his head, and then his hands shook.
Nobu Sorang was so angry that he said, "How did you two smash it? You actually hit my Eight Immortals Table."
"No, we could see clearly when we lifted it up. We didn't hit the centurion's Eight Immortals table at all. We hit it on the Han table array, and the sound came from the Han table array." Awangjian Village felt a little aggrieved. , looked at the big hammer in his hand.
Nobu Sorang thought for a while and had no choice but to say: "You should be more careful next time and don't hit my fireproof Eight Immortals table."
"No." Awang Jiancun nodded, raised the big hammer in his hand, looked at it carefully, and then hit the table array.
Bang bang, Nobu Solang felt another loud bang coming from above his head. It felt more powerful than before, and his hands could hardly hold on.
Nobu Sorang was furious: "This Eight Immortals Table is made of wood. Why did you accidentally smash the Eight Immortals Table? If it is smashed, you will only be exposed to Han people's firearms and rockets."
Ngawang Chiencun felt that he had been careful enough, but he didn't expect that he would still encounter the Eight Immortals Table.
"Centurion, I'll raise the Eight Immortals' table, and you'll smash the opponent's table array." Ngawang Jiancun thought for a while and felt that this was the only way to solve the problem.
Norbu Sorang thought this was a good idea. Ngawang Kian Village was not careful when doing things, so he should be more careful.
He immediately handed the fireproof Eight Immortals table to Ngawang Kian Village, took the big hammer from his hand, and then carefully swung the big hammer. "Bang, bang," twice, when he hit the Eight Immortals table with a big hammer, he felt that he had done better than Ngawang Kian Village.
He didn't touch his fireproof Eight Immortals table at all, but actually hit the Han people's table array.
Ngawang Chiencun felt violent vibrations coming from his hands, and almost stopped holding the fireproof Eight Immortals table in his hands.
He couldn't help but open his mouth wide: "Centurion, why did you hit the fireproof Eight Immortals table? I almost can't bear it anymore."
"Ngawang Kian Village, you are talking nonsense. I have never touched the Eight Immortals Table in your hand." Nob Solam was extremely angry. He put down the big hammer in his hand and scolded Ngawang Kian Village with his eyes wide open. It hit the Han people's table array firmly."
"Then I feel like a big mountain is pressing down on my hand, almost breaking my arm." Ngawang Chiencun was even more unconvinced and replied loudly to Nobu Solang.
When Nobu Sorang heard this, he felt incredible: "What, you feel like there is a big mountain pressing down on your hand?"
"Yes, it's just a big mountain pressing down on me." Ngawang Jiancun nodded, his tone extremely sure.
Nobu Sorang rolled his eyes and frowned in confusion: "If my big hammer hits your Eight Immortals Table, it should fly into the air. Why does it feel like a mountain pressing down on you? No, no, what's going on? thing?"
"That's right, that's right, if the sledgehammer hit the Eight Immortals Table when swinging, the Eight Immortals Table should be knocked away. Why would it feel like a mountain pressing down on it?" Ngawang Kian Tsun thought for a while and followed Nobu Solange's words. "Is it possible that the top is suppressing it?"
When the two of them said this, they unconsciously looked at the Eight Immortals Table.
Bang bang, there was another loud noise, and Ngawang Chiencun shook his arms wildly.
Ngawang Kiancun felt that he was miserable enough, but he didn't expect that some people were even more miserable than him.
This thing is none other than the Eight Immortals Table in his hand.
It now suddenly splits in half, allowing the trio to finally see the light of day.
Although the three finally saw the light of day again, not only did they not like it, they were extremely frightened.
I saw a huge object crashing from the air. I couldn't tell what it was, and the three of them were almost stunned when they saw it.
"Oh my god, why is there a big hammer in the air?" Ngawang Kiancun couldn't help but dwarfed.
He reacted very quickly, and even in his busy schedule, he did not forget to protect his head. He put the broken Eight Immortals table on his head and lay on the ladder with his head in his hands.
Seeing this big hammer at least twice as big as their hands, it fell from the sky again.
If they were hit, the three of them would die.
There was a scream in Ngawangjian Village, and the other two were not much better.
While screaming, they desperately raised the big hammer in their hands, trying to resist its fatal blow with their strength.
The three of them also knew that they were just coping with the situation. Although there was little hope, it was still a desperate struggle.
Just when the three of them closed their eyes and waited for death, the big hammer did not hit them as expected.
Hearing the shuddering sound, Nobu Sorang and the chief holding the big hammer couldn't help but open their eyes.
Not only did it not hit them, but it suddenly flew into the air.
"The big hammer has been taken back." Nobu Sorang breathed a sigh of relief: "It turns out that the big hammer relies on a winch to swing up and down. I thought it fell from the sky."
The leader named Tudendambashi nodded: "This big hammer is at least twice as heavy as ours, and ordinary people can't swing it. It turns out that people control the winch and use the ropes on both sides to rise and fall to hit us on the Eight Immortals Table."
"Miscalculation, miscalculation," Nobu Sorang couldn't help but feel sad. "The Han people have this winch and hammer, what use is our fire-proof Eight Immortals table?"
"Run, run. Han Chinese firearms are coming." Just as Nob Solam was sighing, Thubten Damba shouted loudly.
He was still holding a big hammer in his hand, so he simply dropped the big hammer in his hand, held his head and ran towards the bottom of the ladder.
With a rumble, three thunderbolts exploded one after another.
The three of them felt three huge thunderbolts exploding above their heads, behind their backs and at their feet, and they were immediately stunned.
Thubten Dampa felt like there was a giant behind him, giving him a fatal blow in the back.
He spit out a mouthful of blood and involuntarily threw himself towards a fire-proof Eight Immortals table.
This fireproof Eight Immortals table is made by a man named Losanne Nobush, who is climbing up the ladder.
Lobsang Norbu was overjoyed when he heard the continuous explosions of three firearms.
This is a fire-proof and explosion-proof Eight Immortals table, not the flammable and rotten Eight Immortals table of the past. This is the conclusion that Lobsang Norbu came to through his own test yesterday.
There was a "crack" sound, as if a huge piece had hit the fireproof Eight Immortals table.
Lobsang Norbu felt that the weight was particularly heavy. He couldn't help but be shocked and shouted in his heart: "Did the stones from the city wall be blown off?"
Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth, roared, and used his arms to support the Eight Immortals table unsteadily.
But the matter was not over yet. Nobu Sorang was reluctant to drop the big hammer in his hand. In the explosion, the man and the big hammer fell together.
In the huge air wave, Norbu Solang and the big hammer hit the Eight Immortals Table of Lausanne Norbu.
Lobsang Norbu could barely bear it alone, but with two people and a big hammer, he couldn't bear it at all.
He heard a click in his arms, followed by sharp pain.
Lobsang Norbu's arms were broken, and the Eight Immortals Table pressed towards him with the weight of two heavy hammers.
His body couldn't bear the huge weight, and he couldn't help but fall backwards.
Behind him were two commanders holding big hammers, and they were counting on his magical fire-proof and explosion-proof Eight Immortals Table to protect them.
As Lobsang Norbu screamed, his body hit the big hammer in the hands of the two men, and blood immediately flowed out of his mouth.
The weight of the three people pressed together on the two commanders holding big hammers. How could the two commanders bear it?
The five people suddenly turned into rolling gourds, constantly hitting the rebels below who were holding the fireproof Eight Immortals table and the big hammer.
Amidst the screams one after another, dozens of rebels turned into rolling gourds and rolled down the ladder one after another.
Because they all held heavy hammers, they either had their arms broken or were seriously injured.
Ngawang Kiancun felt that he was lucky to be able to hide under the Eight Immortals Table.
When the sledge hammer fell from the air, he used the Eight Immortals Table that had been smashed in half to cover himself.
Of course, this could not withstand the big hammer on the winch. After it fell, it broke the legs of the Eight Immortals table, but it did not fall on him.
Later, after the security team threw three thunderbolts and exploded, the two halves of the Eight Immortals Table could protect him very well.
While he was grateful to the Table of Eight Immortals, he was even more proud of his brilliant idea.
There were three of them in the group, and the other two were injured. He was the only one who was not injured. He should have more merit and be blessed by the Bodhisattva.
But what he didn't expect was that when Thubten Damba saw the thunderous explosion, he dropped his big hammer and hit it on the Eight Immortals Table.
This big hammer weighed more than twenty kilograms. The big hammer and the blast of air caused severe injuries to his back, and he almost fainted.
Zhawang Zhandui, the deputy centurion of Jinglan, was astonished when he saw the man on the ladder of Nobu Solang turned into a gourd rolling on the ground.
He beat his thigh hard: "The Han people are so cunning. They actually hid the winch and hammer behind the table array, and only revealed it when they saw the ladder attack."
"The Han people are so smart and confused for a while. He thought it was enough to hide behind the table array. He didn't expect to be discovered by us. Jinglan is the nemesis of the winch hammer." Dorje Wangdui smiled coldly, "Use rockets for me. , burn that winch hammer."
After saying that, he asked someone to light the rocket, aim it at the winch, and shoot straight towards it.
"Haha, what the centurion said makes sense." Zhawang Zhandui also asked someone to light a rocket and laugh while shooting it. "After the winch is burned, who will the big hammer hit?"
"Whatever it is, it's not their own body." The assistant who lit the fire for him also laughed.
Hearing the three men singing in harmony, the other rebels laughed, lit the rockets in their hands, and shot towards the winch.
Dorje Wangdui watched the rockets being fired one after another, and his sneer turned into laughter.
They were no more than three feet away from the winch, and their shots were extremely accurate. In the end, it was difficult for the winch to avoid being burned.
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