Yelu Dashi sat quietly on the grass, this is a high slope, although it is high, but compared to the city wall of Wuzhou, it is still much worse, he has a deep uneasiness, that uneasiness tears his heart. But Yelu Dashi couldn't withdraw his troops, because now he had to send arrows, and some people always said that there was a target, and life was lucky, but is this really the case? Wuzhou City is in front of him, bending his bow, I don't know who injured the wolf's tooth arrow.

The wind is very strong, which is also a unique feature of the northwest, but fortunately it is the city of Wuzhou, where the grasslands are vast, and if it is a place for the Uighurs, it should be dusty.

At the beginning of the unitary period, nearly 40,000 Liao troops who stayed under the city of Wuzhou threw away a qiē thought, and rushed to the tall city with indomitable indomitability.

In this vast torrent of history, no one may remember the Battle of Wuzhou, but Zhao Yougong will never forget it, because he may die here, and he may also create a miracle. Looking up, the top of the southwest, the clouds are floating, the people under the city are like ants, one by one naked, the Liao people are iron-beaten men, but his Zhao someone's soldiers are also unstoppable. King Qin's knife is in his hand, the inky black blade of the knife, as if there is a kind of cold streamer, there are many Liao soldiers, many of them are uncountable with the naked eye, are you afraid? If you are really afraid, what is the use of being afraid?

Outside the gate of the East City, hundreds of Liao soldiers held huge rolling logs, and the rumbling sound of impact was like the drum of Zhongshan, which sounded all over the city. Standing at the head of the city, it seems that you can feel the vibrations brought by the impact again and again, like an earthquake.

Han Dexiang's tiger eyes widened, and he was not afraid, as if there were no sword soldiers in front of him. This time it was more tragic than ever. Because the rolling logs are falling. Countless Liao soldiers were smashed into a blur of flesh and blood. The blood did not let the Liao soldiers retreat, but aroused their ferocity, one cloud ladder scattered, two cloud ladders scattered, the Liao soldiers seemed to be blocked, and even Han Dexiang was smashed down. Wiping the blood from his forehead, Han Dexiang roared angrily. "Get out of the way of Lao Tzu, lift all the crashing trees up, and hit Lao Tzu!"

Han Dexiang is like a bloodthirsty mad dog now, he actually wants to use a giant wood to break the city wall of Wuzhou, mad dog, a complete mad dog, but sometimes, this mad dog is the most terrifying. Boom, under the impact of the giant tree, the green bricks were shattered. The dust was flying, and there was an extra depression under the eastern city wall. The Liao people under the city seemed to have found a way, and more crashing trees were moved up, and the crashing trees that were supposed to hit the city gate were all pushed under the city wall. Boom, a tremor under his feet. Countless Liao soldiers rushed forward, and even the overseers at the rear overwhelmed the moat. There are too many people, and the black pressure is overwhelming, covering the sky and the sun, and the momentum is surging.

Zhao Yougong is waiting, he is waiting for the most appropriate time, since he wants to kill, he will kill it thoroughly.

Boom, with a loud bang, the soldiers under the city ran up and hurriedly said, "Your Highness, the second city gate has also been broken, and the Liao army at the west city gate has begun to hit the third city gate!" ”

The second gate was also broken? Hearing this news, Zhao Yougong did not have the slightest worry on his face, but Xiao Zhiyun frowned tightly, the second city gate was broken, but it was not necessarily a good thing, of course, Xiao Zhiyun was worried about the Daliao warriors, not the soldiers of the Dingguo Army in the city. Just as Xiao Zhiyun thought, as soon as the second city gate was broken, the Liao soldiers were imposing, and even Pang He, who had always been cautious, overwhelmed all the horses over the moat.

Holding the Qin King Knife in his hand, the Shuanglong Flag was waving in the wind, and the flag was already in tatters. Zhao Yougong pulled down the Shuanglong Banner and looked at the monstrous Liao army under the city, "Order to throw oil cans, bow and crossbow blockade, and block the moat!" ”

A high cry spread throughout the city, and when they heard the rumors, the hearts of the generals were shocked, and they waited for a long time, and this moment finally came. Baptized by the dust wind, his face was covered with blood, and the high pet grinned and shouted hoarsely, "Trebuchet, projectile, thirty degrees, target moat!" ”

On the east city wall, hundreds of small trebuchets have been prepared, and when Gao Zhong gave an order, countless black clay pots roared out from the city, one by one, like a huge black rain. Countless Liao soldiers were stunned, they forgot to attack, they just wanted to know what the Han people wanted to do, if it was a heavy object such as stones, but they were heading behind them, and the target was the moat in the rear. What do the Han people want to do? There are only wooden plank bridges built on the moat, even if all the black clay pots are smashed up, what damage can it bring to the Daliao warriors?

Bang, a clay pot fell on the wooden bridge, and suddenly turned into smashes, and a yellow-black liquid flowed out, filled with a strong smell of tung oil? It's tung oil, do the Han people want to set fire? It's ridiculous, the Da Liao warriors have already crossed the river, what's the use of burning the plank bridge? Moreover, as long as the Da Liao warriors want to escape, won't the people on the other side of the river help build another bridge?

No matter what the Liao people thought, the soldiers of the Dingguo Army on the head of the city still acted according to the order, the clay pot was thrown, and the crossbowmen took the rocket and aimed it at the plank bridge on the moat, pressed the trigger, and the rocket burst out, and in an instant the plank bridge on the moat was a sea of fire, the wind helped the fire, burning violently, clicking, the plank bridge broke, and the wide moat became a moat again.

The Han people really burned the wooden plank bridge, and some of the Liao soldiers laughed, and they even wanted to make a few sarcastic words, but it was a pity that they didn't understand Chinese.

With the Qin King Knife in his left hand and the Double Dragon Banner in his right hand, Zhao Yougong didn't care about the ridicule of the Liao people, because after a while, they would cry. The sword eyebrows were raised lightly, no need to order, Yang Zaixing shouted, and the soldiers of the Dingguo Army, who had been hidden for a long time, rushed to the city, countless clay pots were smashed, rockets were a little, and the ladder standing on the city wall was completely destroyed. However, the crashing trees that hit the city gate were not affected much because they were hiding in the city gate hole. However, to the surprise of those Liao soldiers, the third gate suddenly had a few more holes, and many black clay pots were thrown out of those holes, and at the same time, someone touched the mechanism, and the wooden planks above their heads fell off, and countless powders fell down.

The powder was a withered yellow, tiny particles, and some Liao soldiers recognized it, so they roared loudly, their tones mixed with thick fear, "Withdraw, quickly withdraw, it's sulfur powder, quickly withdraw, uh" The voice stopped, and a wolf's tooth arrow took the life of the Liao soldier. The wolf's tooth arrow carried flames, at this time the city gate hole was flying sulfur powder, and the ground was tung oil, seeing the sound of sparks, a fierce heat wave swept through the city gate hole, and the fire suddenly rose. It also became the biggest match in the city. Those Liao soldiers didn't have time to escape. It's already on fire.

"Ah, help me, save me" Liao soldiers shouted, the voice was heartbreaking, very tragic, and some of the soldiers of the Dingguo Army changed color.

The city gate cave has been covered by fire, and at this time, the city is in a different situation, some buckets have been moved up, and the soldiers of the Dingguo Army have wet strips of cloth and covered their mouths under the command of the generals and colonels of various departments. Sulfur burning. The smell is pungent and can make people breathe poorly, so the best way is to wear a mask, how can the Dingguo Army have so many masks, so they can only use some wet cloths instead. After doing this, the trebuchet adjusted its bearing, and countless black clay pots were dropped, and at the same time, there were some huge cloth bags, which flew out. It burst into the air, and yellow sulfur powder sprinkled down. For a while, the outside of the city wall of Wuzhou became a land of yellow dust and rain, and many Liao soldiers were blinded, and the sulfur powder was swallowed, and they coughed violently.

Tung oil, sulfur, fire, when these three things come together, it will be devastating. The heat wave is surging, the fire is rising to the sky, at this time there is no shelter outside the city of Wuzhou, except for people are people, tung oil and sulfur powder cover all the places, when the fire is together, no one can be spared. The sulfur burned, accompanied by thick yellow smoke, and the pungent smell filled the place. This is a place where the fire is burning, this is a battlefield with yellow smoke billowing out, the Liao soldiers are next to each other, their heads are on their heads, they are lost, because in the thick smoke, they can't open their eyes, even if they open the whole thing, there are smoke and people in front of them, where do you know where to go?

"Ahem, get out of the way, let go of my eyes" A soldier was not engulfed in the fire, but his eyes were already extremely uncomfortable, he rushed around like a blind man, someone stood in front of him, and pushed him away, and finally, he met a person who was stronger than him, and the man was angry in his heart, and directly slashed him with a knife.

A Liao soldier was on fire, he couldn't open his eyes, but he desperately took off his clothes, but the fire was too strong, and the clothes on his lower body had been burned, clinging to the flesh, but in order to survive, he still tore hard, "Ahhhhh

Fire, which has transformed us from beasts into human beings, has driven human progress, but it can also sometimes bring disasters to human beings. Many people feel that they have made progress, but in fact? Not everyone likes to progress, and some people still take a step back when they need to and turn themselves into beasts. Zhao Yougong is like this, he is now a beast, a bloodthirsty and ruthless beast.

The fire and smoke covered the entire Wuzhou City around two miles, the fire burned, and there was no loose soil on the ground, the only place that could survive was the moat, but at this time, the yellow smoke was billowing out, and the direction was not clear, how could I know where the moat was? Human beings have an instinct, that is, to survive, when survival is threatened, they will abandon a qiē, many Liao soldiers kill each other, because they hate being blocked by people, everyone thinks that they are running in the right direction, when the conflict cannot be spared, they will wave their knives and think about it. In front of the ruined miè, the ugliness of human beings is exposed, not only for the Liao people, but also for anyone.

In this world, no one is nobler than anyone else, and whenever disaster strikes, there will be chaos among people.

The Liao army has fallen into a miserable situation, but the soldiers of the Dingguo Army on the head of the city do not have the slightest mercy, they open their bows and arrows, and countless arrows fly out, this is a yellow sulfur rain, but also a rain of arrows that cover the sky and the sun. The Liao army has long since collapsed, only to flee for its life like a headless fly, and the rain of arrows falls, and there is only the share of being slaughtered.

These tung oil and sulfur and even arrows have been accumulated for nearly half a year, when all the storage is poured out, its power can be imagined, the soldiers of the Dingguo Army do not care about waste at all, they shoot frantically, there is no need to aim at this time, because tens of thousands of Liao people are surrounded outside the city wall, and one person will be hit. The screams, roars, and screams became louder and louder, and countless Liao soldiers fell to the ground, maybe not dead, but they were trampled by their companions, and some of the Liao soldiers were aroused to be ferocious, and they wanted to find the Han people desperately, but they couldn't find where the Wuzhou city wall was, even if they knew, it was useless without the ladder.

A Liao soldier crawled slowly, his legs had been trampled off, his hair was burned, his eyes were red and swollen, he looked like a zombie in the apocalypse, crawling and crawling, and he felt a hard thing in his hand, he knew that this was the city wall of Wuzhou, and not long ago, he was still fixing a ladder under this city wall. Clenched his fist, the zombie-like Liao soldier smashed down with a fist, he used all his strength, his hands were rotten and broken, his flesh and blood were blurred, and he still didn't stop, he was still muttering something, if he got closer, he could hear him scolding constantly, "Han dog Han dog Han dog"

Suddenly, a wolf's tooth arrow went straight down and shot accurately into the neck of the bald Liao soldier. This arrow was shot by Yang Zaixing himself, he wanted to free this Liao soldier, and seeing him like this, he was also related.

Yellow smoke billowed and the sky was filled with killings, and more and more people died, countless.

This is a Shura hell, and the person who can survive is not an angel, but the demon king Satan! (To be continued......)