Is the fierce battle finally about to begin?
Qi Rusong immediately drew his saber, shouted to the soldiers around him, and was ready to kill the soldiers who were attacking the city at any time.
"Prepare to defend the city!"
Qi Rusong gave the order, and the soldiers on the city wall immediately became busy.
Dozens of people began to move the rolling logs and rocks that had been prepared in advance, dozens of people began to prepare to scoop up the hot kerosene, and even more people drew their sabers and prepared to fight to the death!
Soon, dozens of ladders were set up on the city wall. Dozens of Khitan soldiers who were not afraid of death quickly climbed up the ladders, but were soon knocked to the ground by rolling logs and rocks.
Soon, dozens of soldiers climbed up again, but they were immediately doused with hot oil and were completely changed beyond recognition, and they fell heavily.
But even so, the Khitans continued to climb up like locusts. Even though they were picked off one by one, there were still people who continued to fight with shields.
Seeing the scene in front of him, Yelu Zhe, who had already retreated several hundred meters away, showed no mercy at all. There was even a bit of bloodthirsty excitement in his eyes.
It is normal for people to die in a battle, and what I lack most in this battle is people. As long as I can take Kunyang City, not to mention hundreds of people, even thousands of people will be worth it.
Moreover, Yelu Zhe also believed that under his own offensive, Kunyang City would not be able to defend it for long.
Having dealt with the Wei people for many years, he knew very well that all the tricks the Wei people could use had been used up, and Kunyang only had more than a thousand defenders. Now they were at the end of their strength, and it wouldn't be long before Kunyang City would succumb to his feet. !
Just when Mr. Yelu Zhe was secretly proud, several Khitan soldiers rushed up to the city wall carrying rolling wood, rocks and kerosene, and started fighting with the Kunyang defenders on the wall.
These few Khitan soldiers who climbed up first were like pebbles falling into the water, instantly affecting the position of the defenders on the city wall. With the cover of these Khitan soldiers, several more Khitan soldiers soon followed the ladder. Climbed up.
Seeing this, Qi Rusong's face suddenly became extremely gloomy. He immediately shouted to Li Ke who had retreated to the city: "Your Highness, when will your secret weapon not be used anymore? If you wait any longer, the city will be destroyed!"
As he spoke, Qi Rusong rushed towards the Khitan soldiers who rushed up the city wall like a tiger, slashing like crazy. After slashing several Khitan soldiers one after another, he actually killed the Khitan soldiers alive. The momentum was forced back.
At this time, Li Ke's expression was extremely serious.
Of course he knew that if he didn't use his secret weapon, the city would be destroyed.
But he was just waiting for an opportunity, an opportunity to kill the Khitans to the maximum extent.
And obviously, because of the encouragement of the few Khitan soldiers who had just arrived first, the Khitan soldiers in the rear were already pouring towards the city wall like spring water.
At this time, even a stone thrown outside the city wall would probably hit several Khitan soldiers.
And this is the best time!
Immediately, Li Ke waved his hand, and more than a hundred soldiers beside him immediately pushed over fifteen small wheeled catapults that had been prepared in advance.
The height and length of these catapults are only one foot, and their effective range is more than a hundred meters. If they are placed on a real battlefield, they will obviously not affect the battle situation.
But at this time, in the battle to defend the city of Kunyang, it was just enough, because it could easily throw hundreds of clay bombs prepared by Li Ke in advance outside the city wall.
Soon, Fang Baihu gave an order, and more than a hundred soldiers immediately switched their catapults to the ready-to-launch state. Then there was another order, and then a soldier put the clay pot of explosives away. Finally, with Fang Baihu's last call After the order was given, fifteen soldiers holding torches lit the fuse of the clay pot bomb in neat movements...
"put!"
Following Fang Baihu's command, fifteen clay pot bombs were immediately thrown high.
They flew over the city defenders, over the city wall, and finally drew a curve in mid-air, landing directly within a range of three to seven feet outside the city...
On the other side, looking at the several Khitan soldiers who had climbed to the top of the city, Yelu Zhe suddenly grinned happily.
"Hahaha, Kunyang will be mine soon. No matter how cunning the Wei people are, they still have to succumb to the scimitar of my Great Khitan?"
At this time, Mr. Yeluzhe was in an extremely good mood, and the humiliation that he had just failed to shake even half of the city wall despite his best efforts had now dissipated.
He even thought to himself that waiting would destroy Kunyang City. He must see what method these Wei people used to build the collapsed city wall in such a short period of time.
Yeluzhe was thinking about it when he suddenly saw a dozen black spots being thrown high from Kunyang City.
When he looked carefully, he felt that the black spots looked like clay pots.
Yelu Zhe couldn't help but smile and joked: "Haha, do the Wei people who are guarding the city really don't know how to repel my Khitan warriors? They actually threw more than a dozen broken jars?"
"Is it possible that you want to use these broken jars to repel my eight thousand enemies..."
However, before Yeluzhe could finish his words, he was suddenly interrupted by a deafening explosion.
"Bang...bang..."
Explosions sounded one after another, and the clay pots flying toward the Khitan soldiers outside the city exploded more than a foot away from the ground.
Suddenly, countless sharp stones that had been filled in the jar in advance flew out in all directions like raindrops.
Almost instantly, the Khitan soldiers overturned an area of more than two feet with each clay pot as the center.
Some people were directly hit in the vital parts by sharp stones and died on the spot. More people were hit by sharp stones and were either unable to continue fighting or were directly disabled.
After just one wave of fifteen clay bomb attacks, the Khitan soldiers suffered hundreds of casualties.
Looking at their comrades who fell to the ground one by one, most of the Khitan soldiers didn't know what happened. They just heard a muffled sound, and then these people were either dead or injured.
What on earth did this Wei man use to be so lethal?
Suddenly, there was a commotion among the Khitan soldiers, and even the offensive momentum weakened a bit.
Compared with many soldiers, Yelu Zhexian, who had witnessed the scene just now from a few miles away, had an even more shocked look on his face.
"Just now...what on earth was that thing just now? How could it be so powerful that one of them killed dozens of my soldiers?"
"Could it be that this Wei man has a back-up plan?"
But immediately, the expression on Yelu Zhe's face returned to decisiveness again.
He hurriedly shouted angrily at his personal guards: "Don't panic, everyone, and continue to wash for me. The Wei people's stuff is just a fancy trick. Once you use it, it's gone..."
This time, Yeluzhe still couldn't finish his words, and then more than a dozen clay pots flew out of Kunyang City again...
