Shen Hao felt very sorry. The monks in the Xuanhai Realm fight to the death. This kind of scene is too rare.
But it is actually quite understandable for Yuan Qingyun to avoid the battlefield. Listening to the roar coming from the distant place that cannot be seen, and the terrifying tide of infuriating energy in the perception, the energy of the world seems to be trembling. It is feared that even the slightest residual power of this scene can make the soldiers on the battlefield fall into pieces. Turn into ashes?
After Yuan Qingyun left, the offensive and defensive battles on three sides of the military camp also entered a fierce stage.
The soldiers on the wall were killed until their flesh and blood rolled. The barbarians began to invest in stronger individual soldiers, and the flexible rat tribe brought a lot of trouble to the wall. Often when a Rat Tribe is stabbed down here, a Wolf Tribe immediately jumps over. Without thinking about killing the enemy, he smashes forward with his body, trying to knock down the big shield, and throws Gray Snake Grass to the Rat Tribe who continues to climb up behind. Poison sac opportunity.
In addition, the several-foot-high wall cannot withstand a fierce attack for a long time. Even if the wall is blessed with a magic circle and cannot be easily destroyed, the height is limited and cannot be as high as the Zhuhuo Pass, so the high-intensity battle lasts for a long time. long, then it is inevitable that a thick layer of corpses will be piled up under the village wall.
A hundred or so corpses didn't matter. But there is a problem with thousands of corpses, which can at least offset the height of the village wall by half a foot.
Don't underestimate this height. This can at least reduce the climbing time of an agile rat clan by two breaths, and can reduce the climbing time of a wolf clan by three to four breaths. This will directly make the defenders on the wall feel more vulnerable. A lot of pressure.
And as the battle continues, the corpses under the wall will only get higher and higher. Not to mention filling them in, as long as they are filled in half, the wall will be almost useless.
"Command the flag, throw kerosene!" Cheng Jinhou still looked calm. At the same time, he also noticed the problems on the battlefield and responded immediately.
So the best players in the army came on stage. For example, Wu Kai, who had been left on the school grounds until now, and the dozens of personal guards under his command.
Wu Kai is at the lower level of the God Gathering Realm, and most of his bodyguards are also at the early or middle level of Qi Refining. Being separated at this time, the three walls of the village need them at this moment.
"Take it, light it when you get close, don't spill it, don't throw it high, and smash it down against the wall!"
In addition to his three personal guards, Wu Kai was surrounded by a dozen "good hands" drawn from the same group. Under the wall of the village, people from the transport camp distributed jars of thin jars. This thing is called a kerosene bomb, a clay pot, but it is very thin and will break with a little force. The top was sealed with mud, leaving a small opening, with oil-soaked cotton cloth in the opening connecting it to the inside.
Wu Kai had seen this kind of thing before when he was in the army at Haixiatun, and knew that this thing was dangerous, but now this was the first time he had used it in actual combat.
Each jar is slightly smaller than a human head and has a rope for carrying it. Wu Kai took twenty cans. He had a storage bag and had the highest level of cultivation among the group. The quartermaster of the baggage camp had high hopes for him.
"Get ready! Go!"
Form a team, with Wu Kai at the head, and a group of fifteen people responsible for a distance of twenty feet to the left and right of the north wall. After going up, he didn't dare to show his head. He hid behind the spearman's buttocks and waited for the command from the large shield soldier and the commander in front.
Just as the spearmen thrust out their spears in unison again, Shi Chang shouted loudly: "Fire oil! Come on!"
ignition! Rushing forward, taking advantage of the gap created by the spear, he stretched out his hand and threw it down against the wall of the village.
"boom!"
Along with the explosion, heat waves rushed up from below, and the flames from a can of fire oil could reach half the wall and splash everywhere! If it is stained by fire oil, it will be extremely difficult to kill.
There are also unlucky ones. As soon as he stretched out his hand, he was chopped into pieces by the sharp-eyed barbarian below. He screamed and was dragged away by his companions behind him. The person behind him took the kerosene jar and continued to throw it down.
There are also people among the barbarians who want to catch the kerosene, but the jar is too thin, and no matter how gentle the hand is, it is difficult to catch it firmly. It can only explode instantly after the crack. Whoever picks up will die first.
Wu Kai moves very quickly, and his perception allows him to know what is going on outside the wall without the naked eye, so he can naturally find the most suitable time.
Half of the thirty jars in the storage bag were smashed by him in a blink of an eye, and the barbarian's climbing attack was immediately reduced in all places where the fire broke out. It will be easier for the people behind to continue throwing cans down and increase the intensity of the fire.
Don't worry about the wall. Even if these fires were ten times stronger, they would not be able to burn the wall blessed by the magic circle. They could only turn the corpses under the wall and the barbarians who tried to continue climbing into ashes.
This was the purpose of Cheng Jinhou's request to drop the kerosene bombs.
There were too many corpses under the wall, and the intensity of the offensive and defensive battles was too high and lasted for too long. The barbarians went crazy and didn't care about life and death, but the military camp couldn't follow suit.
The high temperature and difficulty of extinguishing the kerosene allowed the soldiers on the wall to rest for a while. Crossbowmen can also bandage fingers that have been cracked due to overstretching.
At the same time, the corpse that was incinerated until it was dry and soft would no longer have a complete shape and stress state, and could no longer be used as a stepping stone for the barbarians behind to climb up.
We all know the principles, but it is not easy to do. The prepared barbarians stared at the outstretched hands. There were monks and masters among them, and it was extremely dangerous to throw fire oil cans. Sometimes a stone like a hidden weapon can accurately hit the outstretched hand and the oil can, and then... bang! People on the wall will also be devoured by the flames.
The smell of barbecue filled the air again.
Wu Kai relied on his perception and was going smoothly until a rat man wearing a visor avoided his perception and slashed his wrist with a knife.
Fortunately, he had been very vigilant, and the zhenqi reacted on his own, and a layer of zhenqi shield was immediately stretched around his wrist, blocking most of the force of the knife, but a bone-shattering gash could not be avoided.
Fortunately, it was a hand quilt, otherwise the hand tendon would have been broken.
Relying on the shaking skills of his hands, the kerosene jar was still thrown down by Wu Kai and was not stopped or shattered in mid-air. But when he pulled away, the rat man also jumped up.
"咻咻咻......"
At the same time as he came up, the rat man scattered a piece of black stone as sharp as a blade. He accurately caught the gap in the big shield of "throwing kerosene" and shot down a piece of the spearman behind who was about to come up and stab him.
Then he turned his hands, and took up two one-foot-long three-pronged forks. One towards the front door and the other towards the left chest, and stabbed Wu Kai fiercely towards Wu Kai who had just pulled away and had not yet stood firm.
Wu Kai raised his sword with one hand to block, and at the same time kicked his opponent towards the waist and eyes.
"Dang!"
The two forks just jammed Wu Kai's long knife, and then twisted it, Wu Kai couldn't hold it at all. He was secretly shocked that the opponent's strength was so great, definitely superior to him.
Wu Kai understood that the rat man with a mask in front of him was a barbarian body cultivator whose cultivation level was not weaker than his.
