This is a big problem and a dilemma.
It must be able to block rockets, but also rain and snow.
Wu Chun looked at the large hole, which was about a foot long, and fell into deep thought for a moment.
He looked around with his eyes, suddenly his eyes lit up, and he said to Solangeji: "Go and bring up a wet quilt."
"Master, you really have a way." Solangeji was overjoyed when he heard this, bowed, and went down to find the wet quilt.
In fact, he was a thirty-year-old captain, so he could order his men to search for him.
But he didn't do this. He must complete what the master arranged for him to the letter.
This is his glorious mission and respect for his master.
Less than a tea time, Solangeji and his men came up with a wet quilt.
He and Chaba's men took away the wet quilts and covered the holes in the roof.
In front of the city wall, Deji Phuntsok and his staff Jieding also came out to watch the battle.
Jie Ding couldn't help but be overjoyed and saluted Deji Phuntsok: "Congratulations, general, congratulations, general."
"What's worthy of congratulations? The city wall hasn't been conquered yet." Deji Phuntsok came out of the camp, took a look in front of him, shook his head, and sighed heavily.
"General, did you see that a huge flint fell on the roof of the gate tower just now." Jie Ding's tone was full of ecstasy, "The students witnessed it with their own eyes and it ignited a raging fire."
Deji Phuntsok's face was filled with joy. He couldn't help but look towards the gate tower and shook his head in disappointment: "Although it was hit, it was not extinguished by the Han people, so what's the use?"
After finishing speaking, Deji Phuntsok had a wry smile on his face.
Jie Ding caught his expression in his eyes and bowed again, emphasizing that he saw it: "General, the student witnessed it with his own eyes. This flint has fallen from the roof. What does it mean? It means that the fire attack is indeed effective."
"Real or false?" Deji Phuntsok was happy at first, and then couldn't believe it. He couldn't help but look at the soldiers around him.
Several of his soldiers bowed to Deji Phuntsok: "General, I also saw it just now. The flint fell from the roof."
After receiving confirmation from his own soldiers, Deji Phuntsok was overjoyed.
He ordered his soldiers: "Throw all the rockets and flints at the gate tower and burn the gate tower to me."
"No." The soldier bowed, took the command flag, and immediately issued the order.
Soon after, thousands of rockets turned into thousands of meteors, flying towards the gate tower.
Not only were there thousands of shooting stars, but also flints one after another, which looked particularly dazzling and rushed towards the gate tower.
On the roof of the gate tower, Wu Chun couldn't help but be shocked when he saw it: "The rebels have changed their minds, and now they are focusing on the gate tower."
"It seems that the rebels are going to attack the gate tower with fire," the chief clerk Chen Ming said anxiously while throwing thunderbolts and looking at the rockets in the sky.
Deputy commander Li Lei became anxious and shouted loudly to the commander Liu Yun: "Zifeng (characterized by Liu Yun), quickly send troops and horses to support the gate tower, otherwise the gate tower will catch fire."
"Go and ask for support from the soldiers. We don't have enough manpower here." Liu Yun ordered the soldiers while lighting the thunder.
The guard nodded, made a promise, took the command flag, and ran towards the guard formation.
Xiong Zezhong brought only 500 soldiers and horses. He sent 400 to defend the city wall and left 100 as an emergency.
Xiong Bing looked at the personal soldiers sent by Liu Yun and nodded: "Go back quickly and respond to the order. The personal soldiers will immediately send troops to defend the gate tower."
"Da Lang, these one hundred soldiers and horses are used at critical moments. Send them all now, what if, what if, what if the rebels attack the city wall?" The Xiong people heard that the Xiong soldiers wanted all the soldiers and horses. Take it out, can't help but remind.
When Xiong Bing heard this, he had no choice but to face Xiong Zezhong in the control room: "General, do you have some manpower left by your side?"
Xiong Zezhong looked at the meteor-like rockets outside and suddenly fell into deep thought.
At first, the rebels used rockets to cover the attack on ladders and Lu Gongchao, and the pressure on the security group was much less.
Even though the pressure was low, some fish slipped through the net and flew over from above the table array and shot to the roof of the gate tower.
Now that the rebels are focusing their rocket fire here, the gate tower is most likely to be destroyed by the fire.
However, there were very few defensive troops at night, only half as much as during the day. Although the security group has advantages in weapons and terrain, the difference in numbers is too large.
This gap is so big, it is not a gap of several times, but a gap of dozens of times.
Seeing that the sneak attack was unsuccessful, the rebels now bullied the security group because of the small number of people. Not only did they attack during the day, they also attacked at night.
The security team used table arrays as shields to defend against rebel attacks, and used thunderbolts to carry out limited counterattacks.
How to counterattack Hongtianlei is to light it and throw it with your hands.
This throw is not a flat throw, but a table formation that is more than one foot high.
The archer was so powerful that after shooting ten arrows, his strength was almost exhausted and he had to rest before he could shoot again.
Archers are like this, and throwing thunder is not the same.
Except for a few people, after throwing it ten times, almost everyone's arms were numb and weak.
In order to cope with the rebel attack, the security group stipulated that after throwing the thunderbolt ten times, they were forced to rest for half a stick of incense before throwing again.
Even if they get half a stick of incense to rest, after a day of fighting, everyone has back pain and weakness, and some people even have stars in their eyes.
After all, people are not made of iron. They must get enough rest at night so that they can have the strength and energy to deal with the rebel attack the next day.
But this time the rebels did not attack during the day, with a day's rest in between, as before.
After they changed their men and horses, their fighting style changed drastically. They not only attacked during the day, but also made sneak attacks at night when people were most tired.
By this time, the rebels' fighting style had become obvious. They were going to use dozens of times their numerical advantage, exhaustion tactics, and cumbersome methods to defeat the security group.
Although he had this idea in his heart, he could not express it and cause worries to his subordinates.
As a qualified general, every move will affect his subordinates.
Only by firmly controlling the emotions of his men, stimulating their fighting spirit to the maximum extent, attacking the enemy to the maximum extent, and obtaining the maximum results at the minimum cost, is what he thinks about as a general.
Now that he has seen the rebels' plan, he cannot bring emotions to his subordinates.
"Erlang is right, but the gate tower is also an emergency. Let's take fifty people out first." Xiong Zezhong thought for a while and made a decisive decision.
Xiong Zezhong was in a hurry, and there was someone more anxious than him.
This person is none other than Wu Chun, the corps commander on the roof of the gate tower.
He currently only has four security regiments and a group of chariots.
Seeing the rockets flying here one after another, Wu Chun felt really anxious.
But there is no use in hurrying. We have to think of a way to prevent the rebel rockets from setting the gate tower on fire.
While waving the killing knife in his hand, he asked Solangeji: "Disciple, how many people do you have?"
"Tell the master, there are thirty people under my disciple." Solangdeji didn't understand why Wu Chun asked, but he still answered truthfully.
Wu Chun calmed down after hearing this: "You divide the thirty people into three groups of ten people each. One group transports river sand, one group puts out the fire here, and one group holds the poles to shoot down the rockets. In this way, each group does its best. I wonder if you have confidence?"
Compared with transporting river sand and putting out fires, shooting down rockets on the roof is naturally dangerous, so Wu Chun had to seek Solangeji's opinion.
The roof is not as flat as the ground, but also in the shape of a hillside, still in the air.
If you do not stand firmly on the roof, you may fall from the roof.
Now, not only do you have to stand firm on the roof, but you also have to swing the pole to shoot down the rocket, which is even more difficult.
Solangeji couldn't help but look at several tenth commanders and deputy tenth commanders, but saw them eager to try.
Solangeji didn't understand at first why his group of men were so excited because this was obviously very dangerous.
Seeing a group of subordinates looking at the Hu-killing knife that only the security team had on him, Solangeji finally understood the reason.
If Solangeji had not fought for fire fighting in the gate tower, how could he have been promoted to Captain Thirty, and how could he have become a member of the security team.
It turns out that this group of his subordinates see hope in him.
If it were in the past, even if they tried their best to put out the fire for the nobles, the noble Lord would at best comfort them.
For Chaba, it is appropriate to sacrifice one's life to put out fires for the noble master.
Because Lamaism says that Chaba’s bad fate is due to his sins in his previous life.
It is impossible for Chaba to become a noble. Only by accumulating more merits in this life and eliminating the sins of the past life can he have the opportunity to become a noble in the next life.
But it's different when Manjushri Bodhisattva comes. Although these chabas are still chabas, their daily income has been several times what it was before.
Although it has not caught up with the nobles, it is not too far behind.
And Deji Phuntsok was promoted three levels in a row, from an ordinary chaplain to a thirty-year-old captain, and now he has joined the ranks of heavenly soldiers and heavenly generals.
Manjushri Bodhisattva is good and can make you happy in this life.
Manjushri Bodhisattva is good and can even get you promoted.
Seeing the reactions of his subordinates, Deji Phuntsok suddenly gained confidence in himself.
"Master, you can. The ten people who shot down the rockets here are all commanders, deputy commanders, corps commanders, etc. There is no problem with this." He bowed and answered.
Wu Chun nodded and looked at these excited Chaba People's Army Chiefs and Wushang.
He saw the excitement on the face of the Chief of Staff, and was both moved and worried.
With a serious look on his face, he looked at the officers of the Pakistan People's Army and warned in a deep voice: "Everyone, please think carefully, this is a rooftop, not flat ground. It's still too late to regret now."
"Sir, I have already thought about it. This gate tower is our first line of defense in Qingtang City. We have tried it at least once during the day, so there should be no problem." Sonamdeji's deputy Tsering Rigzin bowed and said, Be the first to take a stand.
Seeing that Tsering Rigzin had expressed his stance, Wu Chun nodded and looked at the other chiefs.
Seeing Wu Chun's gaze, other people, including Wu Zhang, also expressed their opinions that there was no problem.
Wu Chun's tense face showed a smile, but he couldn't help but said: "So you already have experience in shooting down rockets during the day, yes, yes. But it is night now, so you must be more careful than during the day. Your feet must be firm Hold on to the purlins and never fall down."
All the Chaba officers made a promise, picked up their poles and stood at their positions.
They had just stood firm when the general's rockets were fired.
Now there are three rows standing on the roof of the gate tower. Wu Chun and his four men are standing in the first row, Solangeji and a group of captains are in the second row, and behind them are a group of ordinary chariots.
The first row is under the roof and is the most dangerous, the second row is in the middle and the situation is better, and of course the third row is the safest.
The security regiment requires officers to take the lead, and now they are role models for some police officers to follow, so they stand in the front row without hesitation.
Seeing the rocket flying over the table array, Wu Chun took the lead and roared, slashing at the rocket.
With a clank, he chopped down a rocket.
The rocket broke into two pieces and fell onto the roof instead of penetrating it.
Although the rocket was broken into two pieces, there was still fire oil on it, so it was still burning.
At this time, a Chaoba crawled over quietly, came to the side of the rocket, and carefully doused the fire with mud and sand.
Although Chaba walked over faster, it was unrealistic.
Wu Chun and the others were wielding their swords and focused on dealing with the rebel rockets. They had no energy and time to see if there were any bad guys around them.
In order to avoid being accidentally injured by Wu Chun and others, they had no choice but to crawl over from the other side of the roof.
Although it is slow, this is the safest.
Although Wu Chun and the others shot down some of the rockets, there were still some that were not intercepted by them.
This is the difference between the roof and the flat ground. On the flat ground, you can move your steps to intercept, but you must not move your steps here.
If you move your steps on the sloping roof, it will be a dead end.
Fortunately, there is still a second platoon missing the commander of the Pakistan People's Army.
With these two lines of defense, almost 90% can be intercepted.
Even if there is still 10% left, there is still the last bit of Chaba.
Although they won't intercept it, there is no problem in using river sand to extinguish the fire.
Wu Chun was sweating while intercepting.
Today the rebels fired all their rockets at them, and they barely had any rest.
After just a cup of tea, they were panting and sweating profusely.
Not only do they have to deal with rockets in the air, but they also have to firmly grasp the purlins with the soles of their feet.
Especially if the soles of your feet do not grasp the purlins, you may fall from the roof.
As long as you fall from the gate tower, you will be seriously injured or die.
