The Tiger Prison Pass, which has not been captured for a month, is basically a fantasy to capture it in one day. Dou Jiande only thought that his subordinates were going crazy, and he didn't care too much.

But those killers under his command don't think so, how can they do it if they don't die if they collect all the money. Anyway, it wasn't his own subordinates who died, and the corpses of those people were piled up in a mountain, and it was about Lao Tzu's.

The next day, there was a magnificent scene in front of the Tiger Prison, and tens of thousands of crazy guys frantically flocked to the Tiger Prison. If a person is poor, his life is worthless. The title of a general, plus a thousand taels of gold, inspired them to their eyes. As long as the first one climbs the city wall, he will become the general of the Great Xia Kingdom. Divide the house, the land, the money, and the woman, and the life will develop by leaps and bounds in advance.

Anyone with a little bit of an eye knows that this is a blank check. The title of general is easy to say, if you really want to take a thousand taels of gold, Dou Jiande will die of distress. It's not easy to see a little yellow goods, will you be rewarded with a big soldier?

The poor guys in Henan are real, even if it is a blank check, as long as it is a check, it will work. Tens of thousands of physically strong people were selected. The spirits of the selected are excited, and the ones who are not selected sigh. The opportunity to change your destiny is right in front of you, but it's a pity that you don't have your own share.

"Humph! General, gold. There is a fate, and it is true that there is a fate. The old man took a handful of his eager grandson and muttered away.

"Phew! The old guy who didn't plant, see that grandpa will go to get some wealth today. The burly bearded man squinted at him, and the strong men burst into laughter.

Ling Jing looked at the scene in front of him, people died for money, birds died for food. These people are blinded by wealth, and those who laugh at people are really fools.

One night was enough time for him to figure out what had happened in the tent yesterday. The guy who fights for power and profit on weekdays, he goes up when he sees the benefits, and he hides when he sees the difficulties. There will be a big explosion of spirit, and there is no second thing that can achieve this effect except money. I know with my ass that Wang Wan and the eldest grandson Anshi, who are scurrying around in the camp, must be the culprits.

Look at the old man who left with his grandson, and look at those fanatical guys. Where is your own way?

The trumpet sounded, and the charge of death began. The people did not have shields, so they were clever enough to find a plank. The unsmart person directly smeared mud on Mai, and it is said that this thing has the effect of blocking arrows when it dries. Some of them were even more sturdy, and they simply stripped naked. Carrying a big wooden stick in his hand, he can be as fierce as he wants.

There is no horizontal sword, and there is no spear. The big wooden stick became the only weapon because of its low cost. Good steel is to be used on the blade, and no one will equip them with armor and weapons. If you want a weapon, you need to be self-reliant. Those who have a way to get an iron hoop to put on a wooden stick, and those who don't have a way are simply a big stick with a bare rod.

The generals under Dou Jiande were riding on their horses with a smile. It's like watching a nice game and filling in some lives. It's an explanation to everyone, even to those who are going to die. It is better to live this virtue than to die.

The Tang army on the city wall was in full array, and the sound of the horn on the opposite side was the best alarm. For a month, it doesn't matter if it's a hundred days or nights. As soon as the horn sounds, it will inevitably be the opposite side that will start to charge.

But today is different from usual, usually at most one or two thousand people rushed up. This time, the black pressure under the city wall was full of human heads. And these guys are obviously not mentally normal, holding a big wooden stick with red eyes. A few who lack heart and eyes will go up bare-chested. As if the feathered arrows wouldn't do him any damage!

Yun Hao stood beside Li Er, even though he didn't want to stand here. This bastard always forgets to die when he fights, which can be called the attractor of feather arrows. Don't have a condor shooter to keep an eye on you, in case you shoot yourself with a handful of tricks.

The creaking of the trebuchet sounded, and countless pieces of rubble smashed into the charging madmen with the wind. In the distance, in the crowd of black pressure, a cloud of blood mist spewed out. Then there was a continuous howl!

Bodies fell like wooden stakes, their robes running on their still wriggling bodies. No one stopped to look at the unlucky ones who were hit, and they were the darlings of the heavens. Today I will definitely earn the title of a general, and go back with a thousand taels of gold. Wealth is in danger, how can it be achieved without playing with life.

Yun Hao saw with his own eyes that a stone the size of a millstone was raging in the crowd. If you get hit by that thing, you can really fly. Even with the help of binoculars, fragments of internal organs can be seen squirting out of their mouths.

When the distance was closer, the sound of the crossbow bolt was rehearsed. Countless arrows are like the scythe of death, mercilessly harvesting the lives of these reckless men.

The unarmored civilians had no protection against crossbow arrows at all. It turned out that it was a stupid idea to put mud on the linen and then dry it over the fire. But many people can't correct it, because it's the last stupid thing they do in their lives. Only those who are still wailing on the ground, constantly regretting and cursing.

Murder is like harvesting in autumn, and greed and foolishness lead them forward. Everyone believes that everyone else is unlucky, and that they are the real ones. This reminded Yun Hao of the people who bought lottery tickets in later generations, and everyone firmly believed that they could win the jackpot of five million. The rest of the people are just Kaizi who fill in the hole for themselves.

It's not fighting, it's slaughtering. It was Li Tang who killed people, but it was the generals who sent them to this Shura hell who were pointing at them in the back. In their eyes, these people are not human beings at all. It was pigs and sheep, and even they thought that the consumption of the arrows of the Tang Army was the only purpose of this operation.

The city walls, which were not yet close to the Tiger Prison, had at least 3,000 dead. Some people are afraid, they know the danger of the battlefield. The villagers who lay on the ground and were left unattended, the corpses of those who were smashed into flesh by stones. The "poof" and "poof" sound of arrows hitting human flesh, and the blood flying wantonly, make up the whole of this battlefield.

Everyone seemed to be a spectator, and the people on the walls were watching. The Great Xia soldiers and generals behind him were also watching, watching them die, watching them howl miserably and pointing and poking.

Greed makes their courage explode, but after a long time, it will collapse. Courage is often like a cannonball, which is blown up once and never goes off a second time.

Someone began to flee backwards, and at first it was one or two. Then there were more and more, and finally it reached as many as 1,000 people. Xu Yuanlang grimaced and let this escape continue. Today's charge will be the same as usual, and there will be nothing to gain except for the consumption of the arrows of the Tang army.

With a wave of the command flag in his hand, thousands of crossbowmen came out of the crowd. There was a sound of the machine, and those who wanted to escape to the camp fell in a large row.

"Straight sissy thief! This Xu Yuanlang is ruthless enough! Lao Cheng's eyes widened, Wagangzhai had done this before. But there has never been such a ruthless supervision. At most, the team rushed up to kill a few leaders, but Xu Yuanlang killed hundreds of people with a single salvo.

"It's going to kill these people!" Qin Qiong muttered.

"Son of a bitch! It's really a human life rather than a human life! "Wei Chigong is sighing!

Rushing forward is a death, and going backwards is also a death. Many people regretted it, and they sat on their knees and wept bitterly. But the feather arrows still keep taking their lives. Shooters like to shoot targets that can't be shot, whether it is a Li Tang crossbowman or a crossbowman from the Great Xia Kingdom.

"Brothers, today is a death. Fight for wealth! A big man stood up, roared, and rushed forward with a plank.

After the death of the people in the land, they finally approached the city wall. When the ladder was erected on the city wall, all the soldiers of the Xia Kingdom cheered. Xu Yuanlang was very excited, and as soon as the flag was waved, a large group of foot soldiers followed and rushed forward.

This time, it was not a folk man who charged. Rather, it was the regular army of the Great Xia Kingdom, and they had armor and shields. Everyone had spears in their hands, and many had long knives in their waists.

The people began to climb the city wall along the ladder, and one by one they were overjoyed. At this time, even if you go back immediately, you will be rewarded. Unfortunately, they can't go back. The Tang army on the opposite side drew a horizontal knife, and the sharp horizontal knife cut the wooden stick in their hands, and then severely cut off their bodies. Only now did they understand that they could get nothing but pain and death.

Batches of people crawled and injured people, and then they were slaughtered in batches. The corpses were thrown under the city walls like garbage, and some of them were injured but not dead.

Taking advantage of the Tang army's dealings with the people, the Xia army frantically rushed to the city wall. This time, Xu Yuanlang also made a bloody investment. Xia Jun's black pressure is also as many as tens of thousands of people.

The strong smell of blood permeated the Tiger Prison Pass, and Yun Hao was surprised to find it. The feeling that the blood was burning was gone, replaced by nausea.

Heavy armored guys began to climb the walls, and shelves were erected under the ladders. Never be easily overturned by a striker again! Those guys in heavy armor were really extraordinary, and the Tang army began to have casualties. Even, the Xia army occupied a small piece of the city wall and was trying to expand it. The guys down there are climbing up like ants.

Wei Chigong held a pure steel horse lance in his hand and pounced on it with his men. Qin Qiong, Cheng Yanjin, Niu Jinda and others are also doing the same thing. Xia Jun, who had just gained a foothold, was thrown off the city wall like dumplings. No matter how fierce the guy is, in front of these peerless murderers, he is an ant-like existence.

Dou Jiande looked at the scene in the city, and could only sigh helplessly. There are many soldiers under his command, but there are no strong generals. If there are a few fierce generals in front at this time, maybe the Tiger Prison Pass can be won. looked back at his fat-headed and big-eared old brothers, can they really fight the world?