The battlefield after the rain was filled with thick 'miasma'.
When the sun rose high, the miasma not only did not dissipate, but the smell became stronger.
Like a group of invisible poisonous snakes, they keep getting into the mouth and nose of everyone who invades the territory.
The shit is thousands of miles away, and the urine is floating in the oars, which makes people scared to see it.
Although the place is filled with death, it is also full of life...
If there is no one outside the city walls of Feka, it will become a paradise for flies and a sea of maggots.
The baffles on the city wall were even more miserable.
I don’t know what the food of Hero and the Templar Army is, but the final product is extremely sticky.
The current baffle is like the bottom of a desk full of raisins, except that the scale is enlarged a thousand times, the density is a hundred times increased, the color concentration is increased ten times, and the humidity is increased by 20%...
If Fang Zhengyi were here, he would definitely exclaim that the regular army's fecal warfare was completely different from the petty fights of the past.
The result of the hard work of tens of thousands of people in a month, the players from the Shit Gang all call themselves hell when they come, and they don’t even have the courage to live after just one look...
Lai Gouer was still patrolling, but behind him were Duke Alves and Hope.
The two people had paper balls stuffed in their nostrils, and their faces were full of despair.
The battle has ended like this, and now the two of them just feel that it would be easier to die.
A row of high platforms and pulleys have been set up with wooden frames under the city wall, and many soldiers are struggling to pull the ropes to pull the trebuchet below to the platform.
By noon, everything was set up.
Lai Gouer licked his lips, his eyes burning.
For a month, for nearly a month, he was bullied to the point where he had no ability to fight back.
After so many years of ups and downs overseas, we have fought many small battles and won them all in a crushing way. This is the first time we have faced such a large-scale war.
So this is a large battlefield!
The person on the other side was so damn mean. Even though he was already a senior beggar, he was exhausted both physically and mentally when facing this scene.
Many gunners suffered from vomiting and felt dizzy, unable to eat all day long and feeling listless.
Not to mention the excrement that was thrown into the city, the cannons were stretched out of the crenels for easy aiming, and the baffle was behind the gun body.
A round of feces and urine from the opponent flew over, slid along the baffle, and spattered all over the cannon...
Now the artillerymen, who had always valued their artillery, felt sick to their stomachs when they saw the cannon.
He built a tall baffle here so that the trebuchet could not be used directly on the city wall.
They could only organize civilian workers to demolish private houses and build a high platform on the street behind them.
He also soaked the manure for half a month in advance and prepared many wooden barrels. Now he can finally fight back!
"Brothers!" Lai Gou'er roared loudly: "Bring me all the excrement you soaked before, and let the church see the prestige of our great scene today."
Hope and the Duke looked at each other, their eyes full of despair and fear.
The prestige of Dajing... I really can’t imagine what kind of country Dajing is.
The future is bleak...
"Well, the other side has also started to prepare, which is good." Lai Gou'er observed the other side, stood up and looked at the two dukes and asked, "Boy, why didn't the priest come?"
Hope twitched his lips: "The priest said... this is a place abandoned by God, and he wants to stay in the city to pray for the people. Brother Lai, don't you really need something stuffed in your nose?"
Lai Gouer touched his nose and chuckled: "If you smell it too much, it will make you numb. Stuffing it with something will affect your condition. Duke, how is the well drilling in the city?"
"Five wells were successfully drilled, and together with the existing ones, the water supply is sufficient for the time being."
Lai Gou'er nodded: "Okay, as long as the status quo is maintained, when reinforcements arrive, I will lead people to attack the Holy City directly! Catch them by surprise."
"Now as long as the situation is maintained, the situation will be fine. Is the mood of the people still stable?"
Duke Alves shook his head: "The church has inexhaustible wood outside, but many of the fortifications here are demolished private houses. Some people are emotional when their homes are demolished, but they can be appeased by spending some money. It’s not a big problem for now.”
"That's good."
While talking, the Heroic Army had launched another brazen attack.
A large wave of projections hit the baffle, and scattered soup water flew from the sky to the bottom of the city.
Hope and the Duke leaned against the crenellations of the city wall with pale faces, fearing that shit was coming.
Lai Gouer shouted excitedly: "Counterattack! Counterattack! Counterattack!"
The trebuchets in Fika City began to work!
Use the same method to greet the other side.
For a moment, there was a fishy storm outside Feka City, and countless excrement soup shot past in the sky!
The dung soldiers who were busy at the trebuchet outside the city suddenly felt something was wrong and straightened up to investigate.
A half-full wooden barrel flew over steadily.
His face was all muddled and he was soaked with water...
The soldier wailed on the spot, his eyes seemed to be burned by fire, and he fell to the ground covering his face.
He screamed and rolled around on the ground, and many soldiers around him quickly kicked him aside.
So as not to rub it on yourself.
Hero's offensive stalled.
General Maude had a cold face, waved his hand and arranged for a group of soldiers to step forward with shields to resist.
Things are not going well...
Haha, not only did the opponent not give up, but he took the initiative to attack?
From this point of view, their basic situation is quite stable.
Water pollution may not have affected them either.
The presiding judge who had been by his side had completely gone crazy when he saw that the person on the other side was also throwing shit.
He grabbed his hair and kept jumping and screaming!
"Sick! Sick! You are all fucking sick!!!"
"Get ready for God's Punishment." General Morde's calm voice sounded. "The shield will cover the movement of God's Punishment and break the planks on the enemy's wall."
The presiding judge was overjoyed, and there was hope in his eyes: "God's punishment? Why don't you just attack the city gate and kill it directly?"
Mod said coldly: "The opponent operating the trebuchet must be distracted by the God's Punishment weapon. Moreover, the enemy knows that we also have God's Punishment. The city gate must have been blocked and cannot be broken for a while. Wait for the opponent's reaction. If they come over, they will suppress us and fight, which will only increase casualties."
"The best way at the moment is to take the opportunity to smash the baffles on their walls."
The presiding judge couldn't hide the joy in his eyes and nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, yes, reasonable and reasonable, what next?"
“Then we can throw more shit in there and put pressure on each other.”
"..."
The luster in the presiding judge's eyes suddenly disappeared, he turned silently and walked to the tree, squatted on the ground leaning against the tree and buried his head deeply into his knees.
A whimpering sound slowly came out...
But no one cares about him anymore. The battlefield is filled with murderous intent and smoke...
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