The slender and slender pouch sewn in sheepskin was put on top of the water dragon at one end, and the other end was stuffed into the ice hole that had been carved open by the Wuwei soldiers, and the four soldiers sat on each side of the water dragon, two hands grasping the crossbar in front of them, but each foot stepped on the next pedal.

With an order, the soldiers immediately kicked up desperately, and saw that the originally shriveled sheepskin bag suddenly bulged, starting from the river, and extending into the water dragon, and the next moment, a thick stream of water immediately erupted from the water dragon's mouth. Hundreds of water dragons sprayed water on the top of the pipe city at the same time, which is also an extremely spectacular thing.

Feng Lun really didn't expect that Cao Xin actually used these faucets to spray water, and he couldn't believe it at first, but at this time, he was caught off guard, and was poured with water, and suddenly felt cold.

The weather is already cold, and then it is poured with cold water, the taste is really not something that ordinary people can bear, even if the sun can be seen in the sky today, but the miserable white light really does not have much temperature.

There was some panic on the walls, some soldiers raised their shields to block the endless flow of water, and some simply retreated into the caves.

Feng Lun didn't move, but leaned against the wall battlements and looked straight at the city. Wuwei people naturally will not be untargeted, and Cao Xin does this, of course, he has his purpose.

It's just that now he doesn't know that the other party has spent so much effort to attack under the city wall, built such a long wooden fence, and wasted time and effort to build so many faucets, is it just to spray these few streams of water?

Want to flood the city? Even if he drains all the water in the river, he may not be able to achieve his goal.

Under the city, under the banner of Cao Xin's Chinese army, Liang Han and other generals also gathered here.

"General Liang, have you ever seen a fire attack?" Cao Xin asked with a smile.

Liang Han laughed: "Fire attack, this is too common, right?" In the past, when we fought the Khitans, we often set fires and burned the grassland clean, what is so curious? ”

"Have you ever seen someone who set a fire with water?" Cao Xin lowered his head and asked mysteriously.

"What do you mean? How to set fire with water? Liang Han was puzzled.

Li Tao on the side suddenly understood: "Cao Dudu, fierce fire oil, is it fierce fire oil?" ”

"Yes and no!" Cao Xin said with a smile: "Starting from the original fierce fire oil, our martial arts soldiers have used crude oil to refine more powerful burning things. I'm going to let you see a surprise today. ”

Everyone turned their heads in unison and looked in the direction of Guancheng.

Huge trebuchets roared, sending more than a dozen barrels into the sky and falling on the city, some on the top of the city, some on the walls.

Feng Lun looked up and watched the wooden barrels fall and burst above the city wall, and then he smelled a familiar smell in his nose.

"Fierce Fire Oil!" He screamed. Although the smell released from the broken barrel was a little different from the smell he had smelled when he was in Shijiawu, there were still some similarities after all.

"Prepare the sand, the sand!" Feng Lun shouted.

Almost at the same time as the barrel shattered, hundreds of rockets were fired at the head of the city under the city walls.

There was no explosion as Feng Lun imagined, because the moment the rocket landed on the city, Feng Lun's eyes were only bright red.

It was the red of a blazing flame.

Feng Lun had seen the fierce fire oil burn, and he also knew that sealing the fierce fire oil in an airtight jar, after ignition, it could cause a violent explosion.

But the fire in front of you is different.

They burned much faster than he knew, and he saw a patch of azure on the ground like a stream of water stretching towards the whole city, along the walls of the city to the bottom of the city.

The water dragons below the city were still spraying water on the city, and the giant trebuchets in the distance were still throwing barrels at the top of the city.

The fire is burning.

The water is flowing.

The water carried the fire, starting from the head of the city, and spreading violently into the city.

Some soldiers bravely rushed towards the flames with their wet clothes, trying to block the flames with their wet clothes, but soon the wet clothes in their hands also burned, and even the soldiers themselves turned into burning torches.

Flowing fires raged in the city.

The water was not used to flood the city, but to be the transporter of fire.

Where the water flows, the fire burns.

"Open the gates and kill them!" Feng Lun roared.

Feng Lun's downward city gate has been completely sealed by fire, standing on the top of the city, Feng Lun can see very clearly, Xicheng, only in the direction of Xicheng, there is no flame burning.

"Beat the drums, wave the flags, all the armies, turn to the west gate, open the city gates, kill them, and fight the enemy to the death!" Feng Lun shouted hoarsely.

The drummer desperately beat the war drum, passing the order with the beat of the drum, and the standard-bearer climbed to the top of the city gate tower and waved the command flag in his hand to the greatest extent.

Liang Han listened to the war drums in the city, looked at the waving order flag, and said to Cao Xin: "The enemy must break through from the west gate. ”

Cao Xin nodded and smiled: "I have expected it, Liang Han, Wanfu, you each led the soldiers and horses of your headquarters, bypassed on both sides, blocked the passages on both sides, and forced them to cross the glacier." ”

Wanfu and Liang Han took the order and hurried away.

Under the city, rockets had long ceased to be fired, but the crossbows were still firing, and the standard-bearers on the gate towers, with several arrows in their bodies, flowed down the walls along the tiles and fell into the fire.

The drummer was in flames, and both the man and the drum were burning.

The drummer roared loudly, but his legs seemed to be tied to the drum, still beating the war drum violently. It wasn't until there was a muffled bang and the drum shattered that the drummer fell headlong into the fire.

The Wuwei soldiers outside the city no longer threw the improved version of the fierce fire oil, because by some time, the entire Guancheng was almost burning, and a huge torch was burning in front of them.

The wind is very irregular, Huer to the east, Huer to the west, one time in the south, one time in the north, the fire borrows the wind, the wind destroys the fire, even if it is separated by a city wall, the Wuwei soldiers also feel the scorching heat wave.

Usually they only feel cold, but today, they deeply understand that when the heat reaches a certain level, the taste is also extremely uncomfortable.

They are already like this outside the city, and the city is afraid that it has become a place of purgatory.

There was no one in front of or behind Feng Lun for a long time.

The fire was burning around him, and he finally stood on tiptoe and looked at the direction of Xicheng again, the fire was too big, black smoke was billowing out, and the space between the entire field of vision seemed to be covered with a layer of water waves, and he was a little trembling in front of his eyes, but he still saw the flag waving above the city tower in the direction of Xicheng, which meant that there were troops arriving at Ximen.

He smiled with satisfaction.

I have no way out. He lifted his gun, shouted, and jumped off the only place that had not yet been lit, into the boiling sea of fire, rushed down the city wall, and then rushed to the city gate, which had already been burned to the ground, and the burning man Feng Lun rushed out of the city gate.

He was still holding his gun.

His people are burning, and so are his guns.

The Wuwei soldiers who were blocking outside the city gate were all clamoring loudly, and they were actually a little out of shape.

One of the officers shouted angrily, snatched the spear from the hand of one of the soldiers next to him, twisted his arm sideways, and threw it hard at the charging fire man.

When the gun arrives, the person falls.

The spear he was holding was thrust back, stabbing heavily into the ground, and the hand that was clutching the barrel of the gun still did not let go, and the fire man burned in front of everyone's eyes at a strange angle.

Outside the west city gate, about 2,000 people had already rushed out of the city gate, but on both sides, dense martial arts soldiers blocked their way, and there was only one road in front of them, that is, to cross the ice river. On the embankment on the opposite side of the glacier, rows of Wuwei soldiers armed with spears were waiting in battle.

There is no time for them to hesitate and choose, they can only choose to rush down the glacier. Because behind them, there are countless comrades-in-arms waiting to rush out of the city gate and escape from this prison-like place behind them.

These Lu dragon soldiers screamed and rushed to the ice, raising their weapons and slaughtering towards the opposite shore. Behind them, countless Lu Long soldiers rushed out after them, and many of them rushed out, and there were even flames burning on their bodies.

To everyone's surprise, the glacier outside the West City Gate, the only one that rarely fought, was supposed to be a solid ice surface, and when thousands of Lulong soldiers stepped on the ice, the front was already fighting with the Wuwei soldiers, and when the back just rushed down the glacier, it was accompanied by the sound of Kaka's shattering, and it burst with a bang.

Thousands of Lu Long soldiers didn't even have the slightest time to react, and sank into the icy river.

On the shore, Liang Han couldn't help but shudder. What the hell is this? What exactly did Cao Xin do? Unexpectedly, the ice surface that looks good is broken inexplicably?

First fire, then water, more than 10,000 Lulong elites stationed in Guancheng, and none of them survived.