Bang bang, bang bang, the city gate was opened by the commanders Qunpei Zhandui and Tsering Jampa themselves.
"A thousand taels of gold, a thousand taels of gold." Thousands of rebels shouted as they swarmed in.
Seeing Deputy Commander Zhuo Gadanzeng leading 600 rebels in, Qunpei Zhandui's face was filled with smiles and expectations.
He was extremely well prepared this time, with swords and shields, of course, as well as a fireproof Eight Immortals table, a six-wheeled car crash, etc.
Qu Li, the commander of ten thousand men, gave him three thousand soldiers and horses, but he did not believe that the Weng City inside could not be captured.
The Han people did not have many soldiers and horses, only about two thousand in total, and they had to deal with the city wall offensive.
The number of Wengcheng could only be one or two hundred, so he was full of confidence.
Zhuoga Danzeng, the deputy commander, led 600 rebels. They did not hold swords in their hands, but bows and arrows.
They already know that this is Wengcheng, and it is very difficult to attack directly.
This is what Qunpei Zhandui planned. With the cover of 600 archers and assistants, he would use a crash car to open the gate of the Wengcheng, so that the Han people's Wengcheng could be cracked.
The design of Qunpei Zhandui is extremely clever. The three hundred archers are only responsible for shooting arrows.
What to do with the other three hundred people, they are responsible for taking out and lighting the rockets, which are the assistants of these three hundred archers.
With the help of three hundred assistants, the speed and power of the rocket can be maximized.
They rushed to the barbican from the doorway and immediately fired the lit rockets towards the city wall.
Bang bang, bang bang, most of the rockets bounced back.
These rockets landed in Wengcheng, and many of them burned in front of the rebels.
These rockets use fierce fire oil known as the true fire of samadhi, which cannot be extinguished by wind or water.
The rebels who were touched by the rockets screamed while fighting desperately.
Being beaten here, it seems that there is no room for fighting back, which makes the rebels suffocate.
There were already many rebels who wanted to hide in all directions, and some even wanted to retreat. The scene was extremely chaotic.
"What kind of way is this called? What kind of body is it?" Inside the arrow tower, Xiong Zezhong, the chief secretary of the Qingtang City Security Group, asked the soldiers beside him while drinking tea leisurely.
Xiong Zezhong's family conditions are relatively good, he is not as thin as ordinary people, and even a little fat.
He set up a tea table and a fairy stove in the arrow tower, and drank tea while watching the battle.
He didn't look like he was fighting, he seemed to be here to watch the battle.
While pouring boiling water for him, the soldier added: "This is called using the other person's way to apply it to the other person."
"Yes, yes, this is what the little saint said," Xiong Zezhong opened the lid of the tea, took a sip of tea, looked at the rebels hiding in all directions, and smiled coldly, "This is a barbican city, not the city wall outside."
"That's right, the terrain of Wengcheng is narrow, and there is no place like the outside where it is easier to practice archery." The soldier added more boiling water to Xiong Zezhong and said happily.
"There is also a table array inside the urn city." Zhuoga Danzeng looked pale as he fired rockets, "Fortunately, it's only as high as one floor."
"General, we are fully prepared. We did not expect that the Han people were also fully prepared this time," Centurion Jiangqu Jiancun asked with a pale face, "What should we do now?"
"Split into three groups, shoot the left city wall from the left, shoot the left city wall from the right, and shoot the rest toward the archery tower." Zhuoga Danzeng said to the six centurions.
It was quite chaotic at first. Due to the narrow terrain, the rebels could not use their bows and arrows, and they shot randomly.
As a result, most of the rockets actually hit the table array of the security group. Instead of passing over the table array, they bounced back.
After hearing the command, the six centurions each led their own troops and attacked the security group on the opposite city wall.
After the terrain unfolded, the rockets in their hands were finally able to cross the table formation and fly towards the city wall.
Jiang Yi was a formation leader of the security group. When he saw that the rebels had changed their formations, he hurriedly shouted: "Use the fireproof Eight Immortals table to prevent rebel rockets."
The Chabas had just seen the chaos of the rebels and began to feel very relieved.
At this time, he saw the rebel rockets flying over the table array, and he hurriedly raised the fireproof Eight Immortals table to stop the fish from slipping through the table array.
The Wengcheng is an Wengcheng after all, and since it was built urgently, the width of the city wall is only one foot.
It's good to be able to build a table array here, and the rest of the ground is still used by the security team soldiers.
At this time, the soldiers of the security group lit the thunderbolts in their hands and threw them from behind the table array.
"Han people's firearms," Zhuoga Danzeng shouted as he backed away, "let the fireproof Eight Immortals table and the crash car come in."
His personal soldiers and deputy commander Jiangqu Jiancun then shouted: "Get out of the way and let the fireproof Eight Immortals table crash in."
But there are too many people here and the city gate is small, so it is very difficult to retreat for a while.
"Boom, boom, boom." The thunder from the sky continued to explode inside the barbican.
The entire Wengcheng is not big, only one and a half acres in area, with three-foot-tall walls on both sides.
Since it is not an open area, the explosion effect of Bangtianlei is very good here.
Amidst the screams of the rebels, gunpowder smoke filled the entire Wengcheng.
Unlike outside, where the smoke could still be blown away by the wind, there was more and more smoke. Eventually, almost the entire Wengcheng was filled with black smoke.
Not only could the rebels not see clearly, but even the security group could hardly see the rebels below.
The rebels had no choice but to follow the arrangement just now, coughing and relying on instinct to fire rockets at the city wall.
Explosions and coughs echoed each other.
The security team was not much better. They almost relied on instinct to light the thunder and throw it out.
Anyway, just across the table, that's pretty much it.
The fireproof Eight Immortals table finally came in, and they blocked the thunderbolts thrown by Hua An.
But just now many rebels were hit by rockets and even exploded by thunder, and some fell to the ground.
It's not like outside the city wall. If one place doesn't work, you can find another place.
The rebels' terrain was really limited, so they had to move away the seriously injured people while attacking.
Fortunately, there was the cover of the fireproof Eight Immortals table, otherwise the seriously injured rebels would have fallen down before they were transported away.
"Get out of the way, get out of the way, get out of the way. The crash is coming." Centurion Zhandui Awang and his men were pushing the crash car, coughing, and struggling to move forward.
Hearing that the crash was coming, all the centurions and commanders called to their men.
With this crash, you can break open the Wengcheng gate.
As long as they break open the city gate, they don't have to be so cramped in the narrow terrain here, and they are almost passively beaten here.
Under the cover of the Fireproof Eight Immortals Table, the crash car finally arrived under the gate of Wengcheng.
Seeing the gate of Wengcheng, Zhandui Awang couldn't help but be overjoyed. He coughed and hit the gate with his men.
Bang bang, bang bang, the impact sound is so different from the thunderous explosion sound.
Not only was the attack on Wengcheng fierce, but the attack on the outer city wall was equally fierce.
Seeing that the big hammer of the winch was broken here, Commander Danbabasang sent two ladders and Lu Gongchao to attack here.
He originally planned to bring in more ladders and Lu Gong chariots, but the terrain was narrow and it was impossible to increase the number already, so he had no choice but to despair.
There are two densely packed cloud ladders, Lu Gongcha and Jinglan. They are both centurions and have no affiliation with each other.
Danbabasang sent deputy commander Dorje Gonpo to provide unified command, and he himself beat drums among his subordinates to cheer them on.
Dorje Odup and Gonpo Phuntsok from Lu Gongche both held big hammers, and under the cover of several very long fire-proof Eight Immortals tables, they hammered the table formation with all their strength.
Seeing that there was hope for a breakthrough here, Qu Li, the commander of ten thousand men, gathered archers and catapults to cover them.
In the sky above the south gate, rockets were like meteors and flints were like fire dragons, shooting towards the city wall in a steady stream.
In front of the city wall, not only were rockets flying randomly, but thunderbolts were also exploding, and black smoke enveloped the city wall.
The war drums and horns did not stop, always cheering for the rebels.
Qu Li was thinking about the problem while beating the drum.
He started beating the drum as hard as he could, but now he had unknowingly slowed down.
His main attitude here proves that he is personally cheering for his men.
For the Captain of Ten Thousands, the key is command.
Seeing that the city wall table array has been broken once, can it succeed the second time?
The city gate has also been breached. We are fully prepared today. I wonder if we can breach the Wengcheng Gate at this time?
Qu Li kept thinking about this problem in his mind, and naturally he didn't use much force in his hands.
Seeing that his speed slowed down unconsciously, no one blamed him.
The captain is the commander-in-chief of the battlefield, so it is good to be able to beat the drum himself, which has made all the soldiers grateful.
Tsering Danzeng, the deputy captain of ten thousand men, was beating the drum and sizing him up.
Seeing Qu Li slow down, he didn't know what to think.
Tsering Danzin had no choice but to look up at the city wall and couldn't help but be overjoyed: "General, the Han table array has begun to catch fire."
"What, the Han table array started to catch fire. Isn't that the fire-proof Eight Immortals table?" Qu Li couldn't believe it and answered casually while thinking.
Tsering Danzin had no choice but to stop beating the drum, pointed at the city wall and said, "General, it's really starting to catch fire. You can take a look."
"Sure enough, it started to catch fire, but it seems that the sparks are gone again." Qu Li raised his head and looked at the city wall. He was happy at first, and then shook his head.
Tsering Danzin thought for a while and asked a question: "General, the fireproof Eight Immortals table cannot burn because water is added to the quilt. Now that rockets and flints are being launched intensively, will it take a long time and be dried out?"
"Yes, yes, it makes sense. What Tsering said makes sense. Now sparks are starting to appear. It is obviously because the quilt was dried, but unfortunately it was extinguished again." Qu Li also stopped beating the drum and squinted his eyes to look at the city wall carefully.
Wang Jing, the staff member, looked at the city wall and bowed, then bowed his hand to Qu Li and said: "Tell the general, the spark may ignite again."
"Ziwei (named by Wang Jing), why are you so sure?" Qu Li was a little unhappy when he saw Wang Jing bowing instead of bowing.
He couldn't help but lament in his heart that since the security team came here, the status of the Han people has improved a lot without realizing it.
In the past, Wang Jing had always bowed, and she didn't even dare to look up at herself.
Now not only did he bow his hand, but he also boldly looked at himself.
Of course Wang Jing knew what Qu Li was thinking, but he pretended not to know.
He looked at the city wall carefully again, thought for a while, and cautiously bowed his hands and replied: "Tell the general, the students have been observing the city wall and found that someone added water to the fire-proof Eight Immortals table, but this cannot be sustained, and the sparks should start burning again."
"Ziwei, it seems that you are observing carefully." Qu Li thought for a while, nodded in agreement, and said to the soldiers, "Send the order, the Han people's Eight Immortals table has begun to catch fire, increase the rocket and flint fire, and burn the Han people's table array rotten."
"No." The soldier bowed, held the command flag, and conveyed the order.
After the soldiers left, Qu Li looked toward the city wall, looked back at Wang Jing, and couldn't help laughing: "Ziwei, you were right, sparks started to appear in the Han table array again."
"The rebel rockets were so dense that sparks began to appear on the table formation. What should we do?" Deputy Commander Zhong Shan frowned tightly.
Hou Wan, the chief bookkeeper, thought for a moment: "Isn't there water? Just add water."
"Of course you need to add water, but you also need to be prepared to prevent the rebels from breaking the table formation and attacking again." Zhong Nan nodded and immediately issued the order.
Dorje Odup, Gonpo Phuntsog, Lobsang Rigzin and others laughed loudly while banging on the table array: "Sparks have begun to appear on the Han people's table array. It doesn't matter how long it takes."
After saying that, Duoji Ouzhu roared and hit the table array with all his strength.
With a bang, the Eight Immortals Table began to crack.
Duoji Ouzhu was even more happy when he saw the Eight Immortals Table split open.
He roared again and hit the table array with all his strength.
Boom, boom, the Eight Immortals Table began to fall apart.
Duoji Ouzhu couldn't help but be overjoyed. He kicked away the Eight Immortals table and shouted to the chief behind him: "One thousand taels of gold, one promotion."
"One thousand taels of gold, one promotion." The chiefs, who had been waiting impatiently for a long time, rushed in with shouts while waving their swords and shields.
Dorje Ozhu learned the lesson just now and knew that the security team had miniature crossbows, so he asked his men to carry swords and shields.
Although the machete is powerful at cutting people, without the protection of a shield, it is very easy to be shot to death by the security team.
Now that they have swords and shields, let's see what else the Han can do.
Dele Ouzhu looked at the iron shield and the broadsword in his hand, feeling full of confidence in himself.
He bent down, held the shield first in front, and then held the sword behind, and jumped in through the hole.
Rang couldn't help but be overjoyed when the imaginary swords and arrows did not greet him.
It seems that the Han people were so intimidated by them that they forgot to use swords and arrows.
As soon as the idea came to him, he saw something he had never seen before.
That thing was right in front of him, not far away.
It was about half a foot in diameter, seemed to be made of iron, and was round in shape.
At this moment, it suddenly flashed with fire, followed by a sound louder than thunder, and then black smoke came out.
Dele felt that the Mengtie shield in his hand was shattered, and his chest seemed to have received a huge blow.
Dele could no longer stand steadily, and with a bang, his body fell to the sky involuntarily.
He felt like the world was spinning, and there was severe pain in his chest. He kept vomiting blood from his mouth, and then he lost consciousness.
The critical moment has also come inside the urn city, and cracks have begun to appear in the city gate.
Centurion Zhandui Awang heard the door slamming, coughed, and shouted with joy: "The door has opened."
When Zhuoga Danzeng and Deputy Chief Jiangqujiancun heard this, they coughed and hurriedly opened the doors on both sides.
Centurion Danba Zhandui had already been waiting for him to get angry and swarm towards the door.
The doorway is three feet long, and there is some darkness in front of you, but there is light everywhere.
Danba Zhandui held a broadsword in one hand and a shield in the other, running as fast as he could.
"One thousand taels of gold, one promotion." He shouted, cheering himself up and breathing fresh air.
Fortunately, he was not seriously injured by the banging thunder in Wengcheng. He only had some minor injuries on his arm.
Although the injury was not serious, the air was too turbid and the whole air smelled of gunpowder smoke. It was at some point that a Han firearm fell on him.
Although Wengcheng is not hell, it is not much better than hell.
The casualty rate there was extremely high, with countless corpses and seriously injured people.
Now I'm fine, I finally got rid of the hell-like barbican city and came to attack the city.
Danba Zhandui felt that he should be the luckiest person. The first one to enter the city would definitely get a thousand taels of gold.
He ran extremely fast and was soon out of the doorway.
What is this, is it?
Just as he was thinking, he couldn't help but keep running forward, and the people behind him squeezed towards him desperately.
"One thousand taels of gold, one promotion." They shouted while desperately pushing the rebels in front of them.
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