took out the whistle that never left his waist from his waist, Cui Dalang blew it vigorously, and at the same time grabbed the torch next to him and threw it into a large basin on the side.

After doing this, Cui Dalang had already rushed to the side of the strong crossbow, ripped off the felt cloth, and pulled the mechanism of the strong crossbow. Three screams rang out one after another, and below, three puffs of blood rained down.

Seeing that the traces were revealed, the people below no longer hid their traces, and shouted loudly and rushed towards the dock fort.

In the fort, the Tang army had already occupied various defensive positions, and one torch after another was thrown, igniting the haystacks that had been prepared long before the dock fort, and the haystacks burned, illuminating the surroundings of the dock fort transparently.

Cui Dalang finally saw clearly those who came to attack in the dark.

"Sin Slave!" He exclaimed. "Everyone be careful, these are the criminal slaves of the Liao people, and they are the lowest fourth-class people."

Hearing Cui Dalang's voice, the Tang army in the dock fort did not relax because the other party was a criminal slave, but looked more nervous.

Because one of their heads can make these sin slaves rise to the next level and become a second class, five heads can make them rise to another level, and ten heads can make these sin slaves rise to the first class.

For these criminal slaves, there is only one way to change their fate, so they will not take their own lives seriously, and of course, they will not take Tang Jun's lives seriously.

If they fight again, they may be able to change their tragic fate, and they will naturally move forward bravely and die without spinning.

These people are more difficult to deal with than the regular army of the Liao army.

The regular army of the Liao army will retreat because of the unfavorable form, and will turn in because the fighters are not right, and will not lose their strength to attack this kind of fort that is heavily defended and extremely difficult to attack.

But these slaves of sin don't care about that.

All they knew was that these people in the Dock Fort were enough to change their fate and the fate of their families.

Cui Dalang finally understood, no wonder the regular army of the Liao army ignored them, it turned out that they were ready to use criminal slaves to deal with them. For the Liao people, the life of the criminal slave is not the life, it doesn't matter if they die, they will go to the old forest to catch it again, and go to those places in Goryeo to arrest it.

"Brothers, let's fight!" Cui Dalang hooked his waist and picked up a crossbow with a crossbow bolt on it, and aimed it at the sin slave who pounced under the dock fort.

There was a clang, and a pair of crudely made ladders were set up against the walls, and the slaves of sin were biting knives in their mouths, and ants were attached to them.

By the light of the fire, the Tang army on the dock fort could see very clearly, these people, not to mention the armor, did not even have a pair of bows and arrows, the better ones had a horizontal knife in their hands, and the worse ones could only carry a spear.

These people in tattered clothes, gritting their teeth and looking terrible, the front ones were still climbing the ladder, but the ones behind had already rushed under the dock fort, and they actually fit into the cold fortress wall,

Cui Dalang shuddered, poor people, there must be something hateful. He stooped down and picked up a piece of wood, lifted it up, and slammed it downward.

The hand of a slave climbed up to the battlement, and before he could make the next move, a knife slashed up, and in the midst of the screams, the slave who had lost his finger still struggled to climb up, but then a spear stabbed him in the chest, and poked him straight down.

Kill one, come again, those ladders set up on the walls of the dock fort, the sin slaves are not afraid of death, and seeing the dense sin slaves under the dock fort I don't know how many, Cui Dalang can't help but feel a little chill in his heart.

The crossbow would let out a screaming sound every few moments, and every time the crossbow arrow went out, it would plow a blood-colored channel in the dense crowd, and the strong crossbow as thick as a child's arm could string these sin slaves without armor protection into several of them, but this did not prevent those sin slaves who had already pounced under the dock fort from attacking.

If it was in the army, these criminal slaves would have been lying in ambush all over the field under the covering blow of the Tang army, but under his command, there were only one hundred and fifty people, and at this time, there were less than twenty people who were supporting them remotely.

"Is the gold juice ready?" Cui Dalang slashed a sin slave down with a knife and roared loudly.

"It's coming, it's coming." A companion's voice came from behind.

Just a little distracted, another person pounced, holding a spear in his hand, and was about to stab at Cui Dalang, who was swinging his knife at another enemy on his side. At the last moment, the big black dog came out of the crowd, bit the man's foot and neck, shook his head and bit hard, the man was unstable, and fell backwards with his back facing the sky, but behind him was not on the ground, but in the air, and the man fell down.

"Big black, good job!" Cui Dalang wiped the cold sweat on his face.

"Here comes the golden juice!" The two soldiers carried half a pot of gold juice to the wall, and it happened that Cui Dalang took a deep breath, but he sucked the smell through.

As soon as the two soldiers flipped their hands, most of the pot of gold juice was poured down, and the sound of ghosts crying wolves was immediately heard below.

A pot of golden juice was poured down, and the sin slaves under the dock fort suffered heavy casualties, and the howls came and went, making people numb.

"Pour, pour again!" Cui Dalang shouted excitedly waving his arms.

"Da Lang, it's gone!"

"If you don't have it, you can boil it again!"

"Da Lang, it's gone!" The soldier said: "We are just these people, and we only produce a little bit every day, and these dozen pots will be gone a long time ago." You can only boil water. ”

The so-called golden juice is actually the feces and urine pulled by people, this thing is poured down after being boiled, and it is extremely difficult for people who are burned to recover, and the biggest possibility is to die gradually in wailing. Even if there are doctors in the regular army, whether they can be cured or not depends on luck, let alone these criminal slaves?

Cui Dalang suspected that they would not even have the most basic medicine for injuries.

The slaves seemed to be shaken by these heart-rending wails, and retreated like a tide, disappearing into the darkness.

Cui Dalang breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at the bottom of the fort, where the corpses were stacked on top of each other, and they had already been stacked several layers. And underneath these stacks of corpses, there are still alive, struggling to climb out.

Others, when they saw their companions retreating, could only crawl on the ground with difficulty, trying to retreat with their companions.

One of the crossbowmen raised his bolts and aimed them at the wounded. Cui Dalang stretched out his hand and pressed the crossbow down, and said, "Let them go." Let them go to their companions and wail and beg for their lives, and show those who are alive, and if they want our heads, do they have the qualifications? ”

"Da Lang is clever, if you can scare them away, it will be good." A Tang soldier said with a smile: "It is estimated that these people are also bullying the weak and afraid of the hard, and when they see us here hard, they may want to find something easy to fight." ”

After saying this, seeing Cui Dalang looking at him coldly, he suddenly understood that whether it was easy to fight or not easy to fight, it was his own compatriots, and in the hands of these criminal slaves, the only thing left was just a head.

In the darkness, there was a series of screams, and then there was silence.

Cui Dalang didn't understand for a while, and was stunned for a moment before he suddenly reacted, it was those criminal slaves who slaughtered the wounded soldiers.

"Fuck it." Cui Dalang spat out.

"Count, what about our casualties?" He turned around and said.

"Da Lang, no one died, but Ergouzi and Da Niu were slashed twice, but fortunately, the armor blocked it, and they were only slightly injured, and they were already wrapped. Today, I am fortunate that Da Lang is alert, otherwise let these touch, even if we can hold on, I am afraid that there will be a lot of casualties. ”

Cui Dalang smiled, reached out and touched the big black dog rubbing his thigh, and said, "You have the most credit today, and I will reward you with a piece of fat later!" ”

The sky gradually brightened, and Cui Dalang finally saw the situation outside clearly. As far as the eye could see, his heart sank involuntarily, and outside he was densely packed or sitting on the ground, or lying on all fours to lie in the wilderness, only afraid of the appearance of one or two thousand people, but in the distance, there was a military tent, and on the left and right of the military tent, there were more than a dozen Liao soldiers with helmets and armor fully armed. At first glance, it is the first-class person among the Liao people, and the most likely person in the military tent is the official who commands these criminal slaves.

"Da Lang, it's time to eat!" Two soldiers carried a basket of steamed buns and a pot of broth up, and put them on the top of the fort, and the aroma immediately spread with the wind. Under the dock fort, those lifeless sin slaves stood up one by one, looking at the dock castle with greedy eyes.

Although there was no military order, the footsteps of these people were involuntarily moving in the direction of the dock fort.

"Damn it, isn't it?" The Tang soldiers on the dock fort were dumbfounded.

Cui Dalang reached out and took a steamed bun and stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it, while walking to the crossbow, reaching out to hold the mechanism, squinting his eyes and looking at the other side.

As he pulled the mechanism, three powerful crossbows flew out in response, killing more than a dozen people on the spot who were slowly moving the sin slaves, but this did not affect more people to move towards the dock fort.

", carry things down, eat in shifts of twenty people, these guys, here we go again!" After eating the bun in his mouth in three or two bites, Cui Dalang picked up the horizontal knife at his feet.

As soon as the door of the military tent in the distance opened, a Liao official walked out and waved his hand, and a person next to him immediately picked up the horn and blew it.

At the sound of whimpering horns, the sin slaves, who had been a little sluggish in their footsteps, howled, and suddenly sped up again.

"Fight, fight!" Cui Dalang grabbed a bun in one hand and waved a horizontal knife in the other, "Crossbowman, crossbowman, give them a round first!" ”

Dozens of feathered arrows shot down, and more than a dozen people were put down among the sinners who rushed madly, but they were like foam in the sea, and they were drowned by the sinners in an instant.