Seeing the rockets coming like meteors, deputy formation leader Zhong Nan became anxious: "Table formation, table formation."
In fact, he didn't need to say anything. Chief Zhongshan had already hurriedly moved the Eight Immortals Table on the top floor.
Puff, puff, most of the rockets were intercepted by the table array, but there were still a few rockets that landed on the winch.
Dorje Wangdui didn't expect all the rockets to hit the winch. He was satisfied when he saw four or five rockets hiding on the winch.
"The winch of the Han people is over." Deputy Centurion Zhawang Zhandui showed a cruel smile on his face.
One of the chiefs laughed loudly: "This rocket is not an ordinary fire, but the true fire of Samadhi that the Han people say."
"That's right, that's right. It can't be extinguished by water or wind, until the fire oil burns completely." Another chief also stepped on it and laughed.
Dorje Wangdui also laughed loudly: "Without the help of the winch, the Han table array will be completely destroyed this time."
Hearing this, all the rebels on the well gate laughed, as if the city wall had been occupied by them.
But at the next glance, they couldn't help but be stunned and couldn't believe their eyes at all.
I saw a group of bad guys using unknown things to cover the rockets, and the rockets went out one after another.
The rebels in Jinglan, who were laughing just now, suddenly seemed like a group of squawking ducks whose throats were suddenly pinched, and they were suddenly unable to make a sound.
"Isn't this true fire of Samadhi immortal when the wind blows it or when water pours it out? How come this group of bad guys extinguished it?" A man believed his own eyes.
Another chief pinched his fingers and couldn't believe it: "If Han people can extinguish the true fire of Samadhi, I would believe it, but a group of Chaba can also extinguish the true fire of Samadhi. What's the reason?"
"It is impossible for Chaba to extinguish the true fire of Samadhi. Is it true that they are protected by Manjushri Bodhisattva?" Another minister thought for a while and answered hesitantly.
Several people were so focused on watching each other put out the fire that they even forgot to shoot arrows.
"Why don't you shoot arrows?" Dorje Wangdui said while shooting towards Chaba.
However, at this time, while they were watching, the table formation had already protected the winch.
Hearing the centurion's blame, all the rebels couldn't help but blush.
They were so focused on seeing the wonders that they forgot about the real thing.
The only reason to blame is that the Han people's method of destroying the true fire of Samadhi is so strange that it is simply unbelievable.
Some even thought, Centurion, didn’t you also forget to shoot arrows?
Although you added it later, it doesn't make much sense anymore, and other leaders also thought so.
But after hearing the centurion's blame and not saying that the centurion was wrong, they all had no choice but to say yes.
Deputy Centurion Kelsang Phuntsok hurriedly defended: "Centurion, there are plenty of opportunities, unless the Han people don't use this winch."
Hearing Zhawang Zhandui's words, everyone felt that he was so good at talking, which suddenly relieved all the embarrassment of everyone present, including Centurion Dorje Wangdui.
"Then we must keep our spirits up and not let the Han winches dodge the rockets in front of us." Although Duoji Wangdui was grateful to Zhawang Zhandui, he still had to maintain his authority.
The chiefs looked at each other and could only say yes.
Tsering Wangjie looked at the fire-proof Eight Immortals table in his hand, full of infinite expectations for the siege.
Now Lu's car is also tied with wet quilts, so fire prevention is no longer a problem.
When the rebels attacked the day before yesterday, he also watched the battle. When he saw the Eight Immortals table in Lu Gong's car being set ablaze by the Han people, he was trembling all over.
Come and try it quickly. 】
It's okay now. The Eight Immortals table in his hand is a fire-proof Eight Immortals table, not an ordinary Eight Immortals table.
Thinking of this, he raised the Eight Immortals Table in his hand and shouted loudly: "A thousand taels of gold, a thousand taels of gold."
"One thousand taels of gold, one thousand taels of gold." Hearing him shout, the other rebels were all excited and yelled with the weapons in their hands. With a bang, one of the chiefs opened the gate, and the other two chiefs put the planks on the city wall.
Tsering Wangjie had been looking forward to this moment, raised the fireproof Eight Immortals Table in his hand, and rushed out first.
Deputy Centurion Kelsang Phuntsok and Chief Dorje Tsering held big hammers in their hands and lay closely behind Tsering Wangjie.
The people behind them all raised their fire-resistant Eight Immortals tables in their hands to protect them from the top of their heads and from the left and right sides to prevent cold arrows from the crenel.
Rockets were flying all over the sky, both from the rebels and from the Han people.
In the past, they would have been frightened, but now they feel much more at ease.
Although the rockets were flying around, they heard the thumping sound coming from the Centurion's Eight Immortals Table.
The sound was obviously rockets falling on the Eight Immortals Table, and then I saw one after another falling from the side of the Eight Immortals Table.
This was indeed an artifact to overcome the rocket, filling the faces of Kelsang Phuntsok and Dorje Tsering with smiles and confidence.
With a bang, the three of them saw the battlements of the city wall under the Eight Immortals Table.
Tsering Wangjie couldn't help but be overjoyed: "The city wall has arrived. Break open this table formation and you will get a thousand taels of gold."
After Tsering Wangjie finished speaking, he raised the fireproof Eight Immortals table in his hand high.
"Break open the tables of the Han people, and you will get a thousand taels of gold." After the two of them finished speaking, Kelsang Puncuo raised their sledgehammers and smashed them against the tables.
Bang bang, Tsering Wangjie suddenly felt a sharp shock in his hand. He couldn't help being shocked and shouted angrily: "I told you to smash the Eight Immortals' table of the Han people. How could you be so careless and hit our Eight Immortals' table?"
"Centurion, what I saw just now did not hit the table of the Eight Immortals in your hand at all." Kelsang Phuntsok defended hurriedly. After speaking, he couldn't help but look at Dorje Cairen with suspicion in his eyes. .
When Duoji Cairen heard this, he hurriedly defended: "Centurion, I looked just now and it didn't hit my Eight Immortals Table."
"Bang bang, bang bang." Suddenly there was another loud noise, and the three of them were stunned.
Inside the well, Dorje Wangdui had sharp eyes. He shouted loudly: "The Han winch comes out again, shoot quickly, shoot quickly."
After saying that, he fired the rocket he had prepared straight towards the winch.
This time they were well prepared and aimed at the winch.
"Now, almost half of the rockets hit the winch." Kelsang Phuntsok looked at the rockets on the winch column and couldn't help laughing.
The chief secretary, Hou Wan, was anxious. He picked up the spear in his hand and said to the others: "You guys protect me."
After saying that, he climbed onto the Eight Immortals Table and waved the spear in his hand.
Zhong Nan and Zhong Shan almost took off their spears and stepped on together, waving the spears in their hands.
Bang bang, bang bang, as three people waved desperately, the rockets fell to the ground one after another.
The Chaba on the ground, without waiting for anyone's instructions, had already found the river sand and extinguished the rocket.
Although all the rockets were knocked down by spears, the sparks from the winch pillars were still there.
Hou Wan frowned twice, and immediately took a bag containing river sand, tied it with a spear, and pointed it at the wooden pillar of the winch and slapped it hard.
Zhong Nan and Zhong Shan also found two bags, tied them with spears, and slapped them against the wooden pillars of the winch together.
It took about twenty shots before the sparks gradually extinguished.
The sparks in the wooden pillar gradually ignited, but the bag of river sand caught fire.
Not only that, a hole suddenly appeared in the bag, and river sand came out of the hole and fell on the heads of the three people.
The three people hurriedly threw away the spears in their hands, patted the river sand on their heads, pointed at each other and laughed.
"It seems that the fierce fire has reached the bag." Zhong Nan suddenly understood.
Hou Wan nodded: "The fire oil must be completely burned before it can be extinguished. Fortunately, it turned to the top of the bag."
"The Han people actually extinguished the rocket again?" Deputy Centurion Kelsang Phuntsok looked at the situation of the winch and sighed helplessly.
"Don't stop, don't stop." Dorje Wangdui shouted while shooting arrows: "You can't let the Han winches succeed when shooting arrows. Let's see if they put out the fire faster or start the fire faster?"
Hearing the centurion's words, Kelsang Phuntsok laughed loudly: "Centurion, the rocket launches faster. There is no way to put out fires as fast as the launch speed."
"Yes, yes," Duoji Wangdui couldn't help but say, "it's easy to put out the fire, and the Han people will definitely suffer from this."
"Now we only need to hold down the Han people's winch, and Lu Gongchao will be able to rush in." Deputy Centurion Kelsang Puncuo fired rockets to cheer up his men.
On the city wall, just as Zhong Nan and Hou Wan finished speaking, a banging sound came from the table array.
Not only that, but rockets from the rebels on the well were fired again.
Zhong Shan and his soldiers simply climbed onto the Eight Immortals Table with spears and kept sweeping down the rockets.
Although the rocket was swept away, sparks stuck to the wooden pillars of the winch and began to burn again.
"They are hitting the table array again, they must be stopped." Zhong Nan shouted loudly.
When his soldiers heard this, they hurriedly operated the winch and risked the danger of rockets to attack the rebels' Eight Immortals Table.
Hou Wan thought for a while and couldn't help but said: "If there is no secret weapon in the archery tower, why not use it?"
"If you want to use this, you must get General Tan's consent." Zhong Nan shook his head, "We should use these methods now."
"Why can't it be used now? Isn't the situation very urgent now?" Hou Wanren looked at it and couldn't help but ask.
Zhong Nan didn't think at all and answered directly: "This can only be used at critical moments."
"The critical moment, the critical moment." Hou Wan looked at his eyes, thought for a moment, and nodded, "It seems that the critical moment has not yet arrived."
Tsering Wangjie and the other three were overjoyed when they heard that there was no scary sound above them.
Tsering Wangjie held up the fire-proof Eight Immortals table and hurriedly urged the two of them: "Dorji Wangdui and the others on the well are of great help. You speed up and smash the Han people's table array as soon as possible."
Bang bang, bang bang, Kelsang Phuntsok and Dorje Cairen waved their big hammers desperately and smashed them against the table array.
Bang bang, bang bang, a more ferocious smashing sound came from Tsering Wangjie's head again.
Hearing this voice, Kelsang Puncuo and the others were stunned and forgot to swing the big hammer in their hands.
"The Han people must be using big hammers to smash my Eight Immortals Table. You have to be fast, fast, and can't stop." Tsering Wangjie became more urgent, "Try to smash the Han people's Eight Immortals Table before the fireproof Eight Immortals Table is broken." "
"No." Kelsang Phuntsok and Dorje Cairen no longer hesitated, swung their big hammers and smashed them against the table array.
Both sides are smashing each other's Eight Immortals Table. Now it's time to see which one is faster and which one is more ferocious.
Bang bang, bang bang, Tsering Wangjie suddenly felt a violent vibration in his hand, and at the same time a clicking sound came from above his head.
Hearing the sound, he couldn't help but look above his head.
The sound was very strange, and Kelsang Phuntsok and Dorje Cairen looked up almost at the same time.
The three of them were blocked from the blue sky by the Eight Immortals Table for a long time, and they did not see the sky for a long time.
When they saw the sky, not only were they not happy, they were also extremely frightened.
A hammer that was more than twice as big as theirs had smashed open their Eight Immortals table and fell from the sky.
The target is nowhere else but above their heads.
The three of Tsering Wangjie stood on two wooden boards, with no place to hide.
The three of them had no choice but to raise the big hammer and the Eight Immortals Table in their hands, and rush towards the hateful big hammer together!
They didn't believe that the weapons in the hands of the three of them could not withstand the big hammer falling from the air with all their strength.
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