Lobulosan was a centurion, and he was extremely happy.
The Han people's indestructible table array was destroyed, and the Han people's strongest defensive weapon, the winch and hammer, was burned.
I heard that only Han soldiers and horses are left on the city wall now, but the number of Han people on the city wall is only 500, and including Chaba, there are only more than 2,000 Han people.
The number of Tibetan warriors they have, including Dharma King and Lajia, is more than twenty times that of the Han people.
So as long as they rush to the wall, they win.
If there are too many ants, they will kill the elephant, not to mention that they are not ants, but warriors.
They are the soldiers and horses of the King of France. Since Lajia can capture the Han table array and winch hammer, they can also defeat it.
"Charge up to the city wall, get a thousand taels of gold." He shouted, resisting the wet quilt and rushing towards the city wall through Lu Gong's car.
He was followed by a number of personal soldiers. They were fighting against the sharp cones, hammering the wood, and the wet quilt of the Eight Immortals Table, while shouting and rushing towards the city wall.
Lobulosan is not only physically strong, but also very courageous.
Although others were afraid of Lu Gong's car and the city wall, there was no word of fear in his heart.
He quickly stepped onto the wooden plank, and the soldiers behind him followed him immediately if they dared to neglect.
Although the plank in the air was scary, it was only about a foot away and fell down quickly.
Rumble, Lobulosan suddenly heard a huge noise coming from the front.
He had heard this noise under the city wall. Maybe he was afraid before, but now he is used to it.
Bang bang, he suddenly felt a huge impact coming from the Eight Immortals Table, which was wet in his hand, as if he had been hit hard by a giant with a sledgehammer.
His strength is not small, but this strength is even greater. He, Lobulosan, felt that his arm was almost broken.
Loblosang couldn't stand at all and kept retreating.
Bang bang, Robosan felt severe pain coming from his back, and there was a click. He felt as if his spine was broken, and he couldn't help but shed tears.
He bumped into something behind him, it was nothing but a sharp-edged wooden stick, and he was being resisted by four of his personal captains.
Loblosang swayed a few more times, hugged the Eight Immortals Table with wet blankets, and regarded it as the last life-saving straw, and they fell from the sky together with the Eight Immortals Table.
Although Lobulosan fell, the huge impact from the Eight Immortals Table still existed.
At the cost of his life, Lobulosan gave this huge power to the rebels who were resisting the sharp cone hammer and the Eight Immortals Table.
They struggled desperately, but the more they struggled, the more the board shook in the air, and soon they all became trapeze artists.
The rebels behind Lu Gong's car didn't know what was going on in front of them, but it didn't matter if they knew.
You know, now they are only one step away from victory.
After the centurion fell while holding the Table of Eight Immortals, the deputy centurion Gledoji was automatically promoted to centurion.
His soldiers were a little scared and said with trembling words: "Congratulations on being promoted to centurion. What kind of firearms did the Han people use? They actually beat down Luosang and the others."
The soldiers were behind him just now, and they could almost clearly see how Lobulosan charged and fell from the wooden bridge.
"Luosang rushed too fast and his body was unstable. This wooden bridge cannot go any faster." Gledoji thought for a while and summed up his experience.
Gredoji hesitated, but the messenger below was unwilling.
The messenger waved the order flag fiercely and shouted: "Gele, let me attack."
"Attack the city wall, get a thousand taels of gold." Geledoji gritted his teeth, resisted the wet quilt, and shouted.
On the city wall, there is an artillery position.
Xiong Bing slapped the black smoke in front of his eyes with his hand, coughed twice, and said to Xiong Min: "Erlang, it's your turn now."
Xiong Bing is the captain of the personal soldiers and also the Dalang.
Xiong Min is the deputy captain of the personal soldiers and the second son.
Just now he hit the target with one shot, hitting the rebel's wet bed.
He got off to a good start. Not only did he knock down the first Eight Immortals table and the table off the wooden bridge, but the rebels behind him also knocked down the wooden bridge.
Seeing his brother shoot down so many rebels with one shot, Xiong Min was happy but also felt very stressed.
"Erlang, don't be afraid, don't be nervous, take a deep breath and calm yourself down. Use your clairvoyance to aim at the rebel Eight Immortals table and fire." Seeing Xiong Min's hesitation, Xiong Bing stepped forward and immediately pointed at Xiong Min. .
Xiong Min nodded, followed Da Lang's instructions, and focused his attention on the clairvoyant eye on the iron cannon, which was aimed closely at the rebels' Eight Immortals Table.
Xiong Min thought it was enough and shouted to the soldiers: "Light the fire."
Rumble, the iron cannon fired.
The iron cannon was only three feet away from the rebels, and with the power of a giant, it hit Gredoji as hard as a big hammer.
Geledoji saw that the previous centurion was running very fast, so he didn't dare to run any faster.
He resisted the wet quilt and leaned tightly on the wooden bridge with his feet, not daring to be careless in the slightest.
Bang bang, he suddenly felt a huge energy coming from the Eight Immortals Table, as if a huge boulder was rushing over.
He yelled and pushed his feet as hard as he could to steady himself.
But the force was too powerful. Although his feet were steady, his upper body was pushed backward by the powerful force.
If this was the ground or a ladder, Gredoji would definitely be sure to stabilize himself.
But this is a wooden bridge in the air, and it keeps shaking.
Although he barely stabilized his body, the powerful force was transmitted to Muqiao.
Geledoji sat down on the wooden bridge, but the swaying wooden bridge could not withstand his heavy sitting.
At this time, the wooden bridge was like a small boat in the water, ejecting Gredoji.
Although the wooden bridge is like a small boat, it is surrounded by air, not water.
Holding the Eight Immortals Table, Geledoji did not escape the fate of his predecessor Centurion and followed him to report to the King of Hell.
Although Gledoji was falling from the sky, he was careful to protect the rebels behind him as much as possible.
These rebels were holding the spiked wood in their hands. Although they kept swaying, they were still barely able to keep from falling from the board.
Seeing only one rebel falling, Xiong Min lowered his head in shame.
Just as Xiong Bing was about to speak, Chief Wan Ping opened fire.
The rebels were all shocked when they saw a flash of fire in front of them and a violent rumbling sound.
But when I saw it, there was no fist-sized stone like before, and I felt relieved immediately.
Just as they had this idea, their faces and arms suddenly seemed to be stung hard by a wasp.
This is really painful. Not only is it painful, but it lasts for more than five breaths and reaches more than ten places per person.
They no longer care about the sharp-edged wood and the Eight Immortals Table in their hands, and want to grasp the painful parts of their bodies.
But these rebels forgot that this was not flat ground, but on a temporary wooden bridge.
The temporary wooden bridge could not withstand their swing and simply threw these rebels from the air.
Xiong Bing saw that Xiong Min was still blaming himself, so he stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder.
"Erlang, this has nothing to do with it. It's because the rebel was extremely careful to offset most of the impact of the iron cannon and didn't let him hit the sharp cone wood behind him. That's why the rebels behind him barely managed to stay on the wooden bridge." Xiong Bing comforted his brother.
Wan Ping also nodded and comforted Xiong Min: "Zizhong, actually the shot you just fired was very useful. The rebel centurion shook the wooden bridge before he died, otherwise it would not be so easy for me later. Blow down the rebels."
"It seems that these rebels can also use their brains. I wonder what tricks they will have later." Xiong Min was comforted by the two people and felt better.
Thinking of the increasing tactics of these rebels, the Xiong people couldn't help but worry.
Xiong Bing stepped forward and patted Xiong Min on the shoulder, and said in a very relaxed tone: "What are you worried about? Just give it a try. In front of the iron cannon, the city walls can be bent, not to mention these wooden Eight Immortals tables and hammers. "
"Yes, artillery is the nemesis of wooden weapons, don't worry." Wan Ping also comforted Xiong Min, his face changed, "The rebels are attacking again, we can't waste time here."
Xiong Bing smiled coldly and came to the iron cannon: "Hit him."
Deji Jiangqu was a centurion who was leading the rebels to attack from the ladder.
Although the ladder and Lu Gong's chariot are both siege equipment, he prefers the ladder attack.
Although Lu Gongche is as tall as the city wall, it has a fatal weakness, that is, it must build a temporary wooden bridge with wooden planks.
This wooden bridge usually doesn't have many problems, but if it is added with sharp cones and wooden tables, the eight immortals table with wet quilts, etc., it will inevitably increase its unsafety.
Now he was standing in front of the Eight Immortals Table against the wetness, and let his soldiers beat the wood with the sharp cones and be stepped on behind by the Eight Immortals Table.
Lajia's soldiers and horses had captured the Han's table array and destroyed the Han's winch and hammer. They could see clearly.
The troops and horses of Lajia are generally not as good as the King of Dharma. The troops of Lajia can do it, but the troops of King Dharma cannot do it.
Lajia soldiers and horses used the wet quilt Eight Immortals table and the pointed cone hammer to conquer the Han table array and winch hammer, they can do the same.
Thinking of this, Deji Jiangqu's blood boiled and his whole body was full of strength.
"Attack the city wall, get a thousand taels of gold." He shouted as he led his men up the ladder at high speed.
Naturally, his subordinates saw their morale boosted when they saw that the Laga rebels had succeeded in their attack.
They shouted and climbed desperately towards the city wall.
He was about to reach the city wall. He was overjoyed. He raised the Eight Immortals Table in his hand and shouted loudly to his men: "Crash."
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly heard the sound of a firearm explosion.
Hearing this voice, he smiled coldly.
No matter how powerful the Han people's firearms are, they can still be resisted by the Eight Immortals Table.
Although the Wet Quilt Eight Immortals Table was invented by the Han people, it is best to use it to restrain Han people's firearms.
Thinking of this, he immediately spread his legs and used his hands hard.
Just when he thought of this, he suddenly heard a banging sound coming from the Eight Immortals Table.
This voice is not only louder than before, but also powerful.
Its power was so great that it seemed like a huge boulder had rolled down from the mountain and hit the Eight Immortals Table with wet quilts.
Deji felt like his arms were almost broken, and he was sweating profusely.
He couldn't bear this huge force and couldn't help but retreat.
But this is not flat ground, but a ladder.
He suddenly missed his footing and hit something hard on his back.
That thing was pointed. He remembered that it was the pointed hammer that the rebels behind were fighting against.
Now this pointed hammer did not break through the Han table array, but broke his own spine first.
Deji Jiangqu not only heard a snapping sound coming from his spine, but also experienced severe pain. He knew that his spine was finished.
Not only was his spine broken, but his body also involuntarily fell backwards.
Deji Jiangqu had not fully digested the impact of the iron cannon's stone, and it was directly transmitted through his body to the sharp cone hammer behind him.
The four rebels who were holding the pointed cones behind felt the heavy pressure coming from above. They roared and exerted all their strength.
After their bodies swayed a few times, they managed to withstand the impact from above.
The formation leader Zhang Wei smiled coldly, aimed at the Eight Immortals table, and shouted to his assistant: "Light the fire."
Rumble, another huge noise.
Although Deji Jiangqu was resisted by the sharp cone hammer, he was not dead yet. He was still holding on to the Eight Immortals Table with wet quilt in his hand.
Bang bang, at this moment, the Eight Immortals Table in his hand seemed to be violently impacted by a huge stone.
He heard a cracking sound coming from his arms and ribs, and then an immense pain came from his chest and back. His vision went black, blood flowed from his mouth, and he suddenly fainted.
The four rebels who were holding up the sharp cone and hammering wood just barely managed to hold on without falling back, and now they could no longer stand firm.
The four rebels couldn't help but retreat. They didn't expect that there was a ladder behind them, and they were suddenly empty.
As the rebels screamed, they all rolled down the ladder holding the Eight Immortals Table and the spiked hammering wood.
Seeing the frustration of Dharma King's attack, Lajia smiled coldly: "Dharma King, if you want to compete with me in attacking the city wall, there is no way."
"Master, although the Dharma King wanted to attack the city with Bi, he was not fully prepared, and obviously he is far from the master." The staff member Jin Shi was also very happy and congratulated Lajia.
The captain of the soldiers, Tsering Phuntsok, came over at this time and happily reported to Lajia: "Let me tell you, the master, half of the Han table array and winch hammer have been wiped out by us."
"Work hard to destroy all the Han table formations and winch hammers, and strive to occupy the city wall." Lhajia laughed and ordered to the captain of the soldiers, Tsering Phuntsok.
Although there were another three thousand casualties today, it was worth it to be able to destroy the Han table array and winch hammer.
