Under the full cover of the archers of the forbidden army, thousands of sword and shield soldiers of the vanguard of the forbidden army rushed under the city walls.

"Do it!" Hai Dongqing gave the order in a loud voice. In an instant, the stones and logs on the top of the city rolled down, and the boiling oil and boiling water were poured into the city in large pots. Heart-rending screams rang out from the bottom of the city, and countless officers and soldiers were hit by stones and wood, and poured boiling oil and boiling water on their bodies.

It's okay to be hit by a heavy object, at least it won't be too painful. The most painful thing is to be poured boiling oil and boiling water on the body, and the skin and flesh on the body are hot, but they will not die for a while, and the skin and flesh on the body fall off piece by piece.

The defenders at the head of the city had completely ignored the threat of the crossbow shooters on the chariot, and they only threw things down the city, and they had no choice but to deal with the crossbowmen on the chariot who were hiding in the iron-shelled fortifications.

The officers and soldiers below roared loudly, telling all the shield soldiers to hold their shields above their heads, hoping to get some protection. This method did alleviate a large number of casualties. Rows of shields were held above the head and were connected together, which did serve as a protective force, but it was unrealistic to rely on manpower to resist the heavy objects thrown from the walls several feet high. A large shield array composed of officers and soldiers was smashed, and after the boulder fell, it directly smashed a big hole in the shield array. When heavy logs fall down, they will smash pieces of soldiers and shields to the ground, shattering the shields and killing people. And the shield can't withstand the boiling oil. The boiling oil that spilled from the gap would make the flesh of the soldiers below unable to support the shield at all, and the slightest slackening would cause the shield to collapse in no time.

All the forbidden soldiers can only grit their teeth to support them, because they are cooperating with the siege of the cloud car, and they themselves do not have any siege ability. Rushing under the city wall can only be beaten passively. The only hope is that the chariot will reach the distance of the siege of the city and all this will be improved. And the thirty skyscrapers were still moving slowly twenty paces away. They are passing through a passage built in the moat. Although more than a dozen wide passages were built, only one skyscraper could pass through at a time. Otherwise, the passage filled with sandbags and mud and gravel is in danger of collapsing, and it is more likely that the cloud bike will be stuck in the mud and unable to get out, which will become an irremovable obstacle to the progress.

The time seemed extremely long and tormenting, and a large number of officers and soldiers were killed and wounded at every moment. But they had no choice but to wait for the arrival of the shuttle.

Finally, a dozen or so chariots staggered across the moat and headed straight for the city walls. Although countless arrows shot at the chariot on the head of the city, shooting its skin into a thousand holes. However, the frame of the iron shell and the thick logs inside is extremely strong. The front and sides have been filled with feathered arrows, making it look like a giant feather duster. But it was still pushed by more than 100 people in the rear and slowly arrived at the place outside the city wall.

"Boom, Kababa." The sound of the huge wooden wheel being stuck by the log and the sound of the whole shaking of the cloud car under the inertia sounded. The cloudy car, which seemed to be about to fall apart at any moment, finally stopped firmly where it should have stopped.

The soldier hiding inside the carriage swung his axe and cut the two thick cables inside, and the one-foot-and-five-foot-long suspension bridge fell head-on, and the side facing the city wall burst open. The drawbridge clanged and slanted against the edge of the wall, and a ramp to the wall was formed in an instant.

The next moment, the officers and soldiers hiding in the car shouted and shouted against their shields, rushed out along the slope towards the city, and went straight to the city.

The suffering soldiers of the Praetorian Army, who had crowded below, finally came to an end, and they rushed to the rear entrance of the Vapor Car, lifting the one-man-high partition behind them to reveal the entrance to the spiral staircase. Everyone desperately slipped into the moot and charged up the stairs inside. At this moment, what everyone is thinking in their hearts is that instead of being stoned and burned to death under the city, it is better to rush to the city and fight to the death, or there may be a chance of survival.

These dozen or so skyscrapers instantly turned into staircase passages leading to the city. It became a breakthrough in the siege.

The moment the sky car opened and the officers and soldiers swarmed out, many sectarians in the city were shocked. This scene had happened many times in previous days of fighting, but this time was different from the previous ones. The first few times the other party was obviously not prepared, they rushed to the city so upright, but they failed to guard against the action of the defending side to throw oil bottles and rockets into the cloud car. The opponent's cloud car is sturdy on the outside, but once the fire burns inside, it is equivalent to blocking the passage to the upper city. The soldiers below could not come up, and the officers and soldiers who rushed to the city were all killed because they could not get support.

But this time, it was clear that the other side was on guard. Dozens of cultists who were holding oil bottles and waiting for the cart to arrive and then throwing them were all shot by the repeaters above before the cart could get close. The crossbowmen seemed to be shooting specifically at this type of people, killing all the bottle-throwers on the wall dozens of paces to the left. Therefore, they were able to open the drawbridge smoothly and charge towards the city wall. The first group of officers and soldiers soon jumped into the middle of the city wall and stood with the congregants on the left. In the rear, the exit of the huge cloud carriage is like a monster's mouth, and the number of officers and soldiers on the city is increasing, and the situation is becoming more and more critical.

With the arrival of subsequent roller coasters, one suspension bridge after another was built

At the head of the wall, one passage after another leading to the city was connected, and the situation seemed to have become out of control, and it seemed that the city of Yingtianfu was already in danger.

In the city tower, Hai Dongqing looked at the situation in front of him with a pale face, and his heart was also anxious. The current situation is not yet to collapse, although the opponent has already taken advantage of the special advantage of the cloud car to attack the city wall. But it was only twenty or thirty sections of the city wall that were broken through, and the number of officers and soldiers who came up was not large. You have tens of thousands of defenders and will quickly kill them all. Therefore, the top priority at the moment is to immediately destroy the cloud carriage and block the passage of officers and soldiers to the city. That's the most important thing.

This matter cannot be delayed, and the tens of thousands of soldiers and horses of the opponent's second echelon have already begun the second wave of charge. When they rushed to the bottom of the city, the ladder and the chariot went up together, and the city walls were broken through everywhere, then they were really powerless.

"Song Milling, Yang An. The deity commands you to destroy the roller coaster at all costs. Whatever it takes, you know? Hai Dongqing roared in a low voice.

Song Mo and Yang An hurriedly agreed and rushed out of the north and south directions of the city tower. Song Mo rushed to the north of the city wall for dozens of steps, and saw the sound of fighting on a section of the city wall in front of him. Dozens of steps away, the tall cloud chariot with its big mouth open, like a monster, was constantly spitting out the siege forbidden army, these forbidden troops roared and rushed up the city wall, constantly widening the distance occupied by the city wall, squeezing towards both sides.

On the city wall dozens of steps wide, officers and soldiers and bandits were entangled with each other, fighting and slashing each other, and blood and flesh and broken limbs were splashed everywhere, which was extremely tragic. It was clear that the officers and men were superior, they were well-equipped and well-trained, and the defenders of the city were a ragtag army composed of cathars and congregational congregations and civilians, how could they be their opponents. Relying only on the advantage of numbers, constantly filling the number of people to maintain the strength of confrontation. Rao is like this, and the officers and soldiers are still constantly pressing the walls on both sides.

Seeing this situation, Song Mo turned his head and shouted: "Who is responsible for burning the Arc Car?" ”

A Dharma protector was busy saying: "Song Guardian, the villain is in charge. ”

Song Mo turned his head to look at him and shouted, "Why don't you send someone to burn the Arc Car?" ”

"I can't rush over, the crossbowman on there stared at us and shot arrows, and after several rounds, he was shot halfway through. As long as they saw the ones holding the lighted oil bottles in their hands, they all shot arrows, and they couldn't get over it at all. The Dharma Protector shouted.

"Stupid, stupid. Won't you use your shield to block the charge? Song Mo scolded.

"Where is the shield, where do we have that thing?" The Dharma Protector shouted aggrievedly.

Song Mo raised his hand and slapped him in the mouth, stretched out his hand and pointed to a few door panels under the collapsed fortifications next to the battlements and scolded: "Do you have to be a real shield? These things don't work? If you can block arrows, even if it's a pot lid, it's enough to resist those crossbow arrows. Idiot. ”

The Dharma protector covered his face and didn't dare to speak, in fact, he had already tried, and the crossbow on the cloud car was not something like a door panel that could block it at all. Several of his men tried to block the arrows with the door panel, but they became a bigger target, and the door panel was directly burst by the crossbow arrows. Several people died horribly, with dozens of crossbow arrows pierced through their bodies. But at this moment, he didn't dare to argue, because he was worried that Song Mo would cut himself with a knife.

"It's useless to say anything now. The front has been completely occupied, and even if there is an iron shield to protect it, it will not be able to rush through. Song Guardian has to think of other ways. An apologetic beside Song Mo said in a deep voice.

Song Mo sneered and shouted, "Where is the oil drum?" ”

"Here, all three barrels are here." The Dharma Protector hurriedly pointed to the barrel path under the corner of the wall.

"All three barrels are here, rush forward with me." Song Mo shouted.

Everyone hurriedly brought three barrels of oil and oil, and under the organization of Song Miao, fifty or sixty apologists rushed forward to the place where the battle was in front. Where four or five hundred people on both sides were glued together on the city wall and fighting for their lives. The scene was terrible.

Song Mo raised his foot and kicked over a barrel of fire oil, swung his knife to cut a corner, and the viscous pungent fire oil inside suddenly flowed out. Song Mo kicked him violently, and the oil barrel rolled forward, rolling into the crowd of people in front of him, sprinkling a black and pungent smell of fire oil along the way.

"Ignition!" Song Mo shouted coldly.

"Song Guardian, there are our people there." The people around him were shocked.

"Lao Tzu told you to light a fire. If you are verbose, Lao Tzu will cut you. Song Mo shouted angrily.

No one dared to say more, and one of the bandits lit the fire with a firecracker. A line of fire quickly followed the path of the barrel and rushed towards the crowd, and in the blink of an eye, the oil barrel in the crowd burst open. Flames scattered through the crowd, and a rain of flames fell. All the soldiers and horses on both sides in the melee could not avoid it, and many of them were on fire. The oil was originally oil from the ground, and it was only refined slightly, not strictly that kind of oil. It is extremely viscous, and the flames that burst open will attach to the body and burn, in this case, it is even more terrifying than real fire oil. The intense flames and pungent smoke filled the city wall with smoke and dust within a radius of a dozen paces, like hell. The Praetorian soldiers and bandits shouted in panic, flapping the flames on their bodies, but they ignited more places. Soon, many people were on fire all over their bodies and burned into burning people.

Everyone watched all this with trepidation

, scared two strands to stand. However, Song Mill's face was expressionless, and he raised his foot and kicked over a barrel of fire oil again, rolling it into the sea of fire in front of him in the same way. The flames were even more intense, affecting more people. The rain of fire on the city walls fell down the walls on both sides, like brilliant fireworks in a festival.

"My Qingjiao brothers have divine power to protect their bodies, and they are invulnerable to fire and water, and they are invulnerable. Sincere allegiance to the Holy Father, serving the Youth, will not suffer from the burning of the fire. Of course, not everyone may be able to do it wholeheartedly, but the Holy Father said that after the fire is cleansed, they will all be cleansed of their souls, and even if they die, they will be taken into the Temple of the Heavens to enjoy eternal bliss. In this way, even if you sacrifice your life for the Church, what is the fear? Song Mo shouted coldly.

"Yes, yes, what the Song Apologists said is very true, the Holy Father is great, and the Holy Father is wise." Everyone could only nod yes, but most people knew in their hearts that it was all. For so many days, everyone who participated in the battle witnessed the death of a large number of cultists, and even several apologists died at the head of the city. The congregation may have distracting thoughts, but are they also unfaithful as apologists? Isn't there a single one of the thousands of people who died who is faithful? None of them have invulnerability to protect the body? This can only show one thing, the so-called divine power protection body does not exist. The Holy Father himself has been slightly wounded, so can he say that he himself is not faithful to himself?

These words can only be thought in the heart, at this moment, everything is already too late, and it is meaningless to say anything, so you can only listen to this set of things with a clear conscience.

After the third barrel of oil rolled into the flames, the fire and smoke became even more swift and turned the place where the two sides were fighting turned into a hell. The city wall within twenty or thirty paces was no longer approachable, and as hundreds of people were burned to death in the flames, the crisis of this section of the city wall was resolved in this brutal suicidal way. The suspension bridge of the Arc Bike was located in this area of flames, and the Forbidden Army soldiers in the Roller Coaster could not rush up from the suspension bridge at all. Because the fire blocked their way up to the city, they could only jam at the exit and sigh.

Although Song Mill's method is simple and crude, it is inhumane. Although it did not destroy the Sprocket. However, it objectively blocked the other party's passage to the city, achieving the same effect as destroying the cloud car. As the flames spread, the ramp of the Straits at the head of the city began to catch fire, and if the ramp was burned, the entire Straits would be almost scrapped.

Song Milling's method was quickly promoted, and the twenty or thirty sections of the city wall that were broken through by the cloud car were soon on fire. Some of the bandits behaved more extremely. Some of them poured fire oil all over their bodies, held more than a dozen fire oil bottles, lit fires, and rushed into the crowd of people fighting with the slogan of the Holy Father. Then, with the burst of the oil of fire, everyone was dragged into the flames. Some of the cultists even rushed into the chariot from the drawbridge pedal with flames all over their bodies, and although they were quickly killed, the flames and smoke made the forbidden soldiers who were congested inside the chariot have to retreat quickly.

This is often the case on the battlefield, where the cowardly may become more cowardly, and the extreme may become more extreme. Stimulated by the atmosphere of life on the battlefield, many incredible actions will appear. In fact, from a certain point of view, the cowardly is not cowardly, but the sober on the battlefield. The brave are not brave, but the ones who have lost all hope and given up. In short, all the strange actions on the battlefield are reasonable, especially for a cult organization like the Qingjiao, and it is not surprising that the members of the sect have made any moves.

With this suicidal frenzy, the imminent crisis caused by the siege of the Skycart was resolved. More than a dozen Skycars were forced to pull up the drawbridge and shrink into an arrow tower, and some of them began to shift their bearings, preparing to rebuild the siege route around the burning location. There were also several Skycars that were not expected to be crazy by each other. The suicide attackers rushed down the slope of the suspension bridge into the interior of the moot, carrying the fire oil bottles that burst and burned inside. Soon several huge torches were burned, and the flames rose, and the repeaters at the top could not escape, and all of them were burned to death in the tin fence.

The original good situation of the forbidden army was eliminated in an instant, and the nearly 1,000 forbidden troops who attacked the city had no way to retreat, some were burned to death, some were killed, and some had no way out, so they chose to jump off the city wall and fall to their deaths. When the second wave of 10,000 forbidden troops attacked the city, all the passages of the cloud cart to the city had been closed, and more than half of the first wave of forbidden troops had been killed and wounded. They had to use the most primitive siege method to continue the attack, that is, to use the most ordinary ladder to attack the city.

The failure of the first wave of siege obviously had a huge impact on the second wave of siege, and there was no cloud chariot to cooperate with the soldiers to rush to the city to fight the enemy, and the second wave of siege soldiers and horses could only use ladders to attack the city. But this primitive siege will be as difficult to produce results as the siege of the previous days. Guo Xu and all the generals who were watching the battle in the rear understood this, but they had no way to retreat.

"Third echelon, attack me!" Guo Xu gritted his teeth and gave an order, he was already desperate, he couldn't retreat, he couldn't retreat, often the siege encountered such a situation, he should choose to retreat and rest wisely. But he didn't do that, he wanted to speed up the pace of the siege and increase the intensity. Although he also knew that doing so would most likely be an accelerated pace of failure, he had no choice.

。 Nine Heavenly God Emperors