The drumming stopped, and the middle bank looked ahead in disbelief, and just now, his own apprentices finally broke through the wall and swarmed in.

He had been full of joy and ready for victory, but because the villagers inside the wall resisted to the death, the attacker's momentum was lost, and the attack weakened. However, after a few moments, they were driven out, and several bloodied armorers even turned and ran back.

The blow to the black humerus of the Bank of China was extremely huge, and he thought that the chest attack and defense were incomparably simple, but it made him pay a huge price: before he could engage in the battle, he was killed by a bow and arrow, and he died when the moth was climbing the wall, and in just a few breaths, he confessed again.

What kind of strong army was ambushed within the wall?

At this point, there are only six capable fighters left under his command, do you still want to fight?

"Fight!" But Fan Jia, who was a little crazy because of the continuous losses, roared angrily.

Fan Jia cheered for the Bank of China's black humerus and said: "Bank of China, the wall has been opened, and it is time to storm at this time, if the clan soldiers can't fight to the death, then this battle will be suspended." ”

Bank of China Hei Hu also gritted his teeth, this battle was applied by him and Fan Jia together, I thought it would be won, and I could take revenge on Zhao Wuxian in the name of robbers, if I lost, how would I save face in the future?

"Good, leave one or two people here, and the rest of the people will all go over to supervise the formation."

After receiving the order, the soldiers of the Fan clan and the Zhongxing clan showed no mercy, killed two retreating soldiers in a row, cut off their heads, stabbed them on the spears, raised them high, and shouted: "The king's order, those who use their lives, will not retreat." Will be killed in the community, and the whole family will migrate to the city! ”

If you retreat, you will die. It will also affect the family, and the apprentices of the two families have not retreated. Only forge ahead.

But this time, the Bank of China learned a lesson and did not dare to rush in again, so he asked several experienced pawn commanders to come forward to command.

Fan's archers were running out of arrows, but they were still throwing scattered and suppressing the city.

After inquiring about the situation inside, Fan Zhongxing's captain seized the time to organize the soldiers and rearrange the formation. The disorganized stragglers who had lost their formation were also organized and carried up the stakes. Or throw it against the wall with its flying claws, and a group of people start tugging.

"Tear down all the walls, only then can we have room to exert ourselves and give full play to the advantage of numbers!"

By the time the Bank of China realized this, Fan Zhongxing's apprentices had already suffered nearly forty percent of the casualties and were on the verge of collapse. It's just that under the temptation of heavy rewards and the threat of severe punishment, they are still trying to persevere, and they have been spurred by the captain, looking at the many powerful comrades around them. My heart is a little more settled.

That's right, Fang Cai suffered the loss of not knowing the situation inside, and was guarded by the wall, so he fought more and less. But this time was different. The phalanx of the soldiers of the Zhongxing clan is famous in the Jin Kingdom, and it is especially advantageous when fighting in the mountains.

They formed the "Five Formations" first used by Zhongxing Mu and Wei Xian, and the one at the front of them was called "Qianfu". The rear body is four phalanxes, according to the forwards, defenders, left wings and right wings.

Once this array is pressed. Go head-to-head with the opposite side to see who can beat whom!

Look at the Jin Kingdom. The Wei pawn is invincible in foot combat, while the pawn of the Zhongxing clan is invincible in the mountains!

However, when half a moment later, when the wall finally fell in its entirety, the disciples of the Fan Zhongxing clan who were waiting in formation stepped forward, and they saw such a mockery in the dust.

Zhao Wuxian's hand wearing a copper arm guard was raised high, holding the top feather tassel that fell off during the violent movement in his palm.

The night wind is whining from south to north, and the red pheasant tail feathers are constantly low to the north.

It is also the direction of Zhao Wuxian's soldiers to the outside world.

In front of him was a mess, from the beginning of the battle to the present, only at the back door, there were heavy casualties. Although it is mainly the people of the country who are poorly equipped and have been subjected to a rain of arrows.

One watchtower collapsed, the other two also fell, and outside the broken wall, the enemy was in array, and his footsteps rustled, becoming more and more neat. What they were going to do, Zhao Wuxian naturally knew it, but there was no way to stop it.

Once the enemy is ready, take out the normal state of the Jin army's "good time", and have the assistance of half-pawn archers, the remnants of themselves will be at an absolute disadvantage in the confrontation.

In this short period of time, Zhao Wuxian decided to try the method that he came up with with a big brain, if he didn't succeed, he could only fight hard.

He told the people to quickly search for the undead, and helped them all to the back houses, away from the place of battle.

Xing Ao was also found, and the lookout platform was built on top of each other in order to be stable and easy to climb. He fell down the stairs in the huge shock of hitting the wall, was pressed by a wooden plank, his heart was injured, his face was pale, but there was no danger of his life, and he was quickly sent to the village temple for rescue.

At the same time, Zhao Wuxian also ordered the two of the baggage led by the well, and the people of the country to stack the large bags of wheat flour that had been prepared long ago to the various gaps in the front door.

It seemed that heaven was really helping, and at this time, the south wind began to blow again, which made Zhao Wuxian's heart happy. If it weren't for the wrong situation, he would have wanted to stop and sing a song "The scent of the south wind can relieve the sorrow of our people".

"Cut open the kudzu bag, empty all the wheat flour, and spill it in the corner!"

Everyone looked at each other, and they were very puzzled that Jun did not rush out with them to defend against the remnants of the enemy, but did such a seemingly useless act. But no one asked, in the past year, Chengxiang has become accustomed to Jun's whimsy, anyway, every time, it can create miracles and benefits for the people of Guoye.

Under the deliberate propaganda of Cheng Wu, they believe that Jun is a sage, and there are ghosts and gods to protect him, and he can "think about the wise before it sprouts" and see what people have never seen.

Jing has always been loyal to his duties, and ran east and west under Zhao Wuxian's orders.

Tian Ben, who has been in a hostile state with Hejing, has made a great contribution to escorting tonight, and has also completed the beheading of ten people, and he will definitely be promoted by Jun after the war. Therefore, the baggage soldiers asked the well not to fall behind, and came to ask the king for battle, so that he could make meritorious service and restore the position of the two horses.

But Jing refused.

"I will do what you ask me to do, and I can't go beyond my own duties."

At this time, he was sweating profusely carrying wheat flour. Pick it up and put it down and pile it in the gap. Then cut it with your sword.

These things are going to be used to block the enemy? It doesn't seem to be of much use, not to mention that wheat flour is expensive. These dozens of bags are sitting here, as if they are using meat to fight vicious dogs.

One by one, the blade of the sword slashed through the kudzu cloth bag, and the pale yellow wheat flour as fine as clay flowed out, spilling all over the ground and splashing all over the corners.

"Everyone retreats, to twenty steps away, ten steps away to assemble, the countrymen and savages, farther away!"

Mucha stared at the enemy behind the wall. Through the curtain, he asked for orders angrily: "The subordinates are willing to stay here!" ”

Zhao Wuxian knocked him with a bow and said, "Foolish, retreat with me, this gentleman has his own way to retreat from the enemy!" ”

Therefore, when Fan Zhongxing's apprentices broke down all the dozens of steps of the wall on the left, they found that it was empty. When the dust cleared, I found that the enemy was all stopped ten paces away, and the queue was quite neat.

"Forward!" The other party did not force over to stop it, this was a good opportunity, and the military officials of the two families drove everyone into the wall.

As soon as the soldiers of the first phalanx "forward" "rejected" walked in⊥ they felt that something was very wrong around them: a layer of fine pale yellow powder was spread under their feet, as if they were going down.

"Is this wheat flour?" The fame of Chengxiang wheat flour has spread throughout the Jin Kingdom, and it is said that this thing has created countless wealth for the Zhao family. If the soldiers have a surplus, they are also fortunate to taste the powder.

"In the city, a bucket of wheat flour. Can be exchanged for a stone of corn."

As a result, some of the poor apprentices began to secretly bend down to pick up wheat flour. Tuck into the belt or cuffs, or even throw a handful into the mouth to chew. Even the military officials couldn't stop scolding.

In fact, the military officials were also puzzled: "What is the Zhao family doing, is it an enemy?" Or do you want to use this wheat flour to bribe us and make our formation scattered? ”

Fan's people are behind, and the five formations of the Bank of China are in front, and more than two people have poured in, "front rejection" and "striker".

Under the blowing of the south wind that swept across the township, the wheat flour that was everywhere was partially rolled up, and it was filled and sprinkled between them and the doorways of the walled watchtowers. In the end, it was raised to everyone's body, and the eyebrows and hair buns were suddenly dyed with a layer of pale yellow, and many people inhaled into their mouths, choking and coughing, and some people were squinted.

"So that's what K's use is obstructing our vision?" Fan's military official covered his mouth, thinking it was funny, and was about to command everyone to move forward, but he saw a man in black patent leather armor in the crowd opposite, holding a bow, aiming at this side.

It was Zhao Wuxian, the arrow in his hand was a special "smoke rocket" wrapped in animal anointing oil, and a panicked Fan archer shot in without igniting it, but it was picked up and used by Wuxian on the spot.

"Fire." Shirtless said a word lightly.

Jing Yingsheng leaned over, and in his hand was a fifteen-foot-long bamboo torch.

Zhao Wuxian ignited the rocket, mounted the bowstring, aimed at the opposite side, and then issued a confusing command.

"Get down!"

The soldiers in front of and behind them were extremely nervous, and the doubts in their hearts became heavier and heavier, but they quickly did so one by one. This made Fan Zhongxing, who was getting deeper and thicker on the opposite side, amused.

"Why did they throw themselves to the ground, aren't they surrendering and begging for mercy?"

At the same time, the south wind is blowing more and more fiercely, and the wheat flour on the ground has been swept up, as if the catkins on the bank of the Fenshui River are flying, and like the fine snow that is fluttering and sprinkled during the wax moon, they have finally poured into the door hole of the remnant building with a relatively closed space.

Dozens of Zhongxing soldiers had gotten inside to make room for those who came from behind, and they were all shrouded in a dense whirlwind of wheat flour, but they didn't seem to pose any threat other than to be blindsided.

And Zhao Wuxian thought about it: In that position, the powder in the air should be enough, right?

So, he secretly prayed for the protection of the Emperor, and then released the bowstring, and the rocket flew towards the target with a whoosh.

Almost everyone stared at the arrow, with contempt and confusion, and a soldier stepped forward with a shield to block it.

But, how to stop it!

The faint pale blue flames on the arrows suddenly burst into flames after entering the doorway filled with wheat flour. The sparks bloomed, turning into a purple and red bloom, and quickly spread in all directions, triggering an even more violent reaction!

"Boom!"

After the violent burning, there was a loud bang that shook the heavens and the earth! Like a lightning bolt coming to the world!

ps: This is a plot that has been set up a long time ago, and it has nothing to do with the events of the day before yesterday, pray for Tianjin.

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