No golden soldier is safe from the scalding golden sauce toppings, terrible taste and temperature.
Even if only a small piece of skin is burned on the back of the hand, it can cause an inflammation storm later, which can easily kill a person.
Not to mention some unlucky guy being doused head-on.
They were scalded to death on the spot.
In fact, those who were scalded to death on the spot were not the most unlucky. Those who were only slightly splashed or slightly burned were the most unlucky.
Gold juice burns, a terrible serious disease that even modern medicine finds extremely difficult, is undoubtedly a fatal outcome in this era.
They succumb to excruciating inflammation, for which no medicine can help.
For the city defenders, as long as the food reserves are sufficient, the hot golden juice is their invincible weapon for defending the city.
As long as there are people and food, after the grain cycle, enough golden juice can be produced every day to water down the city.
No matter how large the number of the Jin army is, even if the Jin army attacks the city from all sides, as long as the food in the city is not exhausted, the golden juice is an inexhaustible weapon to defend the city.
Although the smell is indeed not very good.
But when that time comes, whether it smells good or not is not actually the most important thing.
Not only can golden juice bring great damage, but its strong stench is also a weapon to resist enemies. There is no warrior who can ignore the threat of golden juice and move forward bravely.
No matter how brave a warrior is, as long as he smells the ominous smell and feels the scorching temperature, he will automatically retreat.
The threat of golden juice is something that humans can never resist.
Even if they have a charging chariot, it will be the same, even if the rear army continues to charge forward, no matter how hard the supervising team fires arrows, it will be the same.
Even if they pushed the colander and thought they had perfect defense, when the golden juice poured down, the top cover of the colander could not block the hot golden juice.
Three whole chariots were covered and attacked by golden juice. The golden soldiers inside let out shrill screams, and the surrounding golden soldiers moved away from them in great horror.
In any case, these three tramcars are considered useless.
The Jin troops below the city were in chaos, and their offensive was interrupted. Jiang Liangping seized the opportunity and ordered the defenders of the Liberation Army on the city to increase their intensity in the attack. A wave of fierce attacks overwhelmed the Jin troops below the city.
Gunpowder roared, boulders flew into the sky, arrows rained down, and gold juice poured over the head.
Under the four threats, an extremely ferocious attack organized by the 20,000 Jin Army came to an end.
Their aggressive will collapsed, all their means were exhausted, and they knew they could not get through here no matter what.
Seeing the army retreating uncontrollably, no matter how hard the supervising team fired arrows, it was of no use.
The Jin Army on the front line even had a violent conflict with the Supervisory Team, and the two sides started fighting.
Just when civil strife was about to start, Wanyan Benjian ordered Ming Jin to withdraw his troops, ending this round of siege operations that had already failed.
Wan Yanliang, who was so angry that he was about to explode, immediately roared.
"Why are you withdrawing your troops? The army has already attacked the city! Victory is imminent! You are not allowed to withdraw your troops! Keep attacking! Attack!!!"
Wan Yanliang's eyes were red.
As a rational commander, Wanyan Benjian did not flinch at this critical moment.
He saw that the soldiers of the Jin Army did attack the city and fight with the Liberation Army, but they were killed by the Liberation Army one after another and fell down the city.
The Liberation Army seems to have a kind of firearm that can spit fire when held in hand. Flames spurt from the top of the city. The Jin Army's attack on the city has failed.
Continuing will only increase casualties. The Jin army is unprepared and unable to gain a foothold at the top of the city.
Not to mention that horrible golden juice.
"Your Majesty, the thieves have used gold juice, which has affected the morale of our army. Our army's lineup is in chaos, and our army's morale is in chaos. If we continue, we will lose our lineup, and the casualties will be doubled by then! Your Majesty, this is what our army is facing. The first city!”
Wanyan Benjian expressed his opinions as loudly as possible, argued with reason, and resisted Wanyan Liang's random instructions.
Wanyan Liang angrily put the knife on Wanyan Benjian's neck.
"Attack! Otherwise I will kill you!"
Wanyan Ben was so frightened that he knelt on the ground as soon as his knees weakened. He looked at Wanyan Liang in horror, his lips trembled, but he kept silent.
The anger in Wanyan Liang's heart gradually subsided in the noisy battlefield, and he gradually regained his senses. After breathing heavily, Wanyan Liang threw away his saber with a roar, turned around and left.
The 20,000 troops attacked so fiercely but were still pushed back by the Liberation Army at the top of the city. This was simply a crime in Wan Yanliang's opinion!
This is an intolerable crime!
But now that the matter has come to this, can he kill Wanyan Benjian and change the commander before the battle?
He has no wealth better than Wanyan Benjian and a more reliable and experienced handsome man.
So he forced himself to calm down.
After Wanyan Ben saw that Ming Jin had withdrawn his troops, the Jin soldiers on the front line turned around and retreated one after another as if they had been amnesty. However, this retreat was somewhat hasty and hasty. During the retreat, there was a certain confusion in the Jin army's queue, but Jiang Liangping did not let go of this great opportunity. opportunity.
The Jin army retreated, but the Liberation Army did not stop attacking. They were still firing arrows and attacking with firearms, fully displaying their fine style of taking advantage of his illness to kill him.
The last wave of attacks caused a certain degree of damage to the hastily retreating Jin army, and eventually took many of their lives.
The soldiers of the Liberation Army on the city threw the corpses down from the top of the city one after another. The corpses of the Jin army were scattered under the city.
Then this difficult city defense battle that lasted from morning to sunset came to an end.
The first face-to-face contest between the two sides ended with the victory of the Liberation Army.
This is certainly gratifying, but for the Liberation Army, this is just the beginning.
Despite this, it did not prevent the soldiers of the Liberation Army from cheering at the top of the city, waving the banner of "Expelling the Hulu and Reconquering China" to celebrate their victory.
Jiang Liangping looked at the retreating Jin soldiers, breathed a heavy sigh of relief, sat down slowly, and took several deep breaths.
When Wu Anxiang heard that the fierce offensive and defensive battle had been won, he immediately led the field medical team to the city to treat the wounded and resettle the war dead.
As soon as he reached the top of the city, Wu Anxiang was shocked by the tragic scene at the top of the city.
How to describe the scenes he saw?
First of all, of course, there were the living soldiers of the Liberation Army who were crying and celebrating their victory. They were disgraced and disgraced. Some of them had blood on their faces and they didn't know whether they were theirs or not.
They're still alive, they're still laughing, they're still crying, they're still moving.
This is the most gratifying thing.
But what about the others?
Wu Anxiang thought for a while and felt that his knowledge was still shallow. Apart from the four words "horrific", he really couldn't think of any other suitable words to describe the scene he saw.
What he saw was blood, and his nose was filled with the smell of blood. There was blood everywhere on the walls, battlements, and columns.
Then there were corpses, many corpses, many corpses of Liberation Army soldiers who died in the battle.
As he walked and looked, he felt no fear, but felt a strong sadness sweeping through his heart.
It is possible to identify the bodies with their heads attached, and by relying on the name tags on their bodies, their place of origin and family members can also be found...
But whose broken body parts belong to them?
Whose is that broken arm holding a sledgehammer?
Whose thigh was pierced by three arrows?
Whose was that bloody mass of organs?
A few hours ago, they were still living people full of dreams...
He couldn't hold it back, and his tears suddenly burst into tears, and big drops of tears fell down his face to the ground.
He reached his hand to his mouth and bit the back of his hand so hard that it almost bled. He tried very hard not to cry.
