The leader quickly came back to his senses, and the whip slashed at Huo Li on his head and face, and scolded in his mouth: "Waste, haven't you ever seen a dead person? If you dare to run away next time, Lao Tzu will directly chop you up and feed the dog!"

Then the leader stood on a high place and shouted loudly: "Brothers, isn't it just that the bow and arrow shoot far? What are you afraid of, this time let's carry the planks and rush to the first warrior of the city, and reward ten young ladies of the Han people's family!"

After a flicker, the morale finally recovered, and after a short rest, the thieves carried the door panels and desktops removed from the nearby villages, and rushed up, covering each other tightly, and for a while, Chang Wei had no choice, he led the cavalry to rush forward lightly, naturally without heavy bird guns, and even with heavy ammunition handguns, galloping reinforcements paid attention to a fast word. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the blink of an eye, the enemy was within a hundred paces.

Chang Wei ordered: "Shoot freely!"

The archers were not accumulating, they were aiming for themselves, and with good archery they could shoot the enemy through the gaps in the shield, but the results were not great.

At this distance, the few archers in the thief army also began to fight back, and Chang Wei noticed that these people were all the backbone of the Holy Mother Sect with white cloth wrapped around their heads and excellent archery skills.

Defenders were shot one after another, and arrows hit the vital point, and the Ming army began to suffer casualties.

The defenders were weak, the archers were suppressed, the morale of the thieves was great, and the number of people was unusually large, and there were several long ladders on the city wall for a while, and the sharp barbs at the top of the long ladders were hard to destroy on the top of the city.

Under the protection of the archers, more than a dozen thieves climbed up the long ladder, and Chang Wei saw this and shouted: "Oil!"

The defenders immediately poured the hot oil down the long ladder, and one of the defenders who was carrying the pot was shot by an arrow, and the oil pot was knocked over and splashed on himself and his two companions, causing a burst of screams and panic. The three hapless defenders also saw that they could not survive, and rolled on the ground and wailed.

The boiling hot oil poured down on the heads of more than a dozen thieves, and landed on the bare shoulders of several people, making a sizzling sound like fried meat, and the rich smell of burnt meat suddenly emanated.

When they heard this, several young men fell on the city wall and vomited, only to be shot to death by the enemy's archers one by one, and fell into the city, where they were chopped into meat sauce by the angry enemy.

Chang Wei ordered: "Fire!"

Dozens of blazing torches were thrown down the city in response, and the hot oil all over the ground was ignited, instantly connecting into a sea of fire, and hundreds of thieves who were attacking the city were immediately in the center of the sea of fire.

The soldiers who were the first to be burned were already dying, and after being lit into torches at this time, they all jumped up, dancing with their hands, howling bitterly, and losing their minds for a while, and a burning man hugged his unsuspecting comrade next to him, and the two howled, jumped, and struggled together, and the comrade had to be ruthlessly killed to be freed.

But this does not mean that other people are saved, the smoke under the city is rolling, the direction can not be identified, the thieves are running everywhere, there is a sea of fire on either side, the tongue of fire is overflowing, **** the body of the siege soldiers, making them twist uneasily, as if dancing, but this dance is extremely strange, at the cost of life, the thieves finally realized what it means to survive, faintly remembering the people who were burned to death a few days ago, are they also so painful?

This is just one place, and now there are fires everywhere under the city, and the defenders on the city are all sweating like rain, and the air is full of scorching smell, but no one dares to risk their lives to vomit.

More than 100 thieves ran out of the fire, and with the help of their comrades, they extinguished the flames on their bodies, their hair was burnt, and their bodies were covered with hot blisters.

The fire lasted nearly half an hour before it gradually went out. The city walls are boiling hot, and the long ladders of the thief army are all burned down, and the city cannot be attacked now.

After a fire, the thieves suffered six or seven hundred casualties, plus the previous shooting, they were killed and wounded more than 170 people, and a total of nearly 1,000 people were lost, although this is nothing to the 100,000 people. However, war is not a simple method of addition and subtraction, and the thief army that has lost its sharpness can no longer be able to attack the city.

The leader watched his subordinates being burned alive, hated in his heart, and shouted loudly: "Sons, the Ming army is cunning and vicious, today is a temporary truce to build equipment, and when the city is broken tomorrow, there will be no chickens and dogs!"

"Break the city, the chickens and dogs will not be left!Break the city, the chickens and dogs will not be left......" The thieves shouted like a vent, expressing the depression in their hearts.

Seeing the enemy retreating, the defenders on the city wall were extremely excited: "The thieves have retreated!

There's nothing more exhilarating than the aftermath of a catastrophe.

Chang Wei breathed a sigh of relief and sat down on the ground, the injuries in the battle of Dingyuan had not yet recovered, followed by a rapid march and a hard battle, he felt that he was about to collapse.

However, the rich harvest also made Chang Wei very pleased, the battle of Dingyuan City, the destruction of the city and the capture of two killers, figuring out the situation of the White Lotus Sect, as well as commanding the battle, obtained a total of 310,000 prestige points, calculated that he had accumulated 600,000 prestige values, and it was not too far from the realm of promotion to the realm of invulnerability.

As soon as the thieves retreated, Chang Wei immediately ordered Hakong to go out of the city to contact Fu Zhouzi and adjust the battle plan.

Early the next morning, the thieves again attacked the city.

The thief army rushed to make hundreds of coarse wooden shields overnight, guarding against the bows and arrows of the Ming army, rushing all the way to the city, erecting a long ladder, the thief army suffered a big loss yesterday, and attacked several times tentatively today, seeing that the defenders were not pouring oil and lighting fire, just pouring some boiling water and dung juice, throwing some wood and rolling stones, thinking that the defenders were running out of supplies, and they were no longer afraid.

The archers shot at each other, nearly 100 defenders were killed, and more than 300 enemy soldiers were burned by the shooting. The thieves were not afraid of death, and the more they fought, the more courageous they became, the fewer the defenders were, the more tired they were, and the situation was already very critical.

"It's almost!" Chang Wei understood the battle situation, and waved the fireworks flag with his big hand and exploded at the head of the city.

Immediately, the cannon roared behind the enemy, the sound of killing shook the sky, and a large army horse came out, and a big flag was waved in the wind, and the big "Fu" flag was rapidly advancing in front of the camp.

The salvo of one hundred and sixty tiger squat cannons completely blew up the thief army who had never been subjected to shells, and the cry resounded throughout the battlefield in an instant.

After three rounds of shelling, the thieves finally reacted, and a group of elite Notre Dame Cults with white cloth on their heads barely formed a formation and rushed towards the flank of the artillery position, trying to eliminate the master of the battlefield and regain control of the situation.

How could Fu Zhouzi let them get their wish? The 900 bird-swatters had been waiting for a long time on the line of the thief army's charge, and soon the thief army rushed to within 100 paces, and the officer was unmoved, and it was not until within 50 steps that he shouted sharply: "Shoot!"

Bang bang bang!

A popping sound like fried beans sounded instantly, and the thief army on the opposite side lay down a large area like mowing grass.

Before the cyan smoke cleared, the first three rows of Bird Gunners quickly retreated to the last row to reload.

The three platoons of soldiers who became the forefront made a lying down, kneeling, and standing posture under the steady order, aiming at the thieves and shooting calmly.

After the nine platoons of 900 soldiers all opened fire for one round, less than half of the 1,000-strong Notre Dame Sect backbone squad remained, and the distance of 100 paces became a barrier that they could not overcome in their lifetime.

However, none of these people were afraid, and they shouted: "Vacuum hometown, no old mother!" and rushed to the camp of the bird gunners at the cost of their lives, which was in stark contrast to the scene of 100,000 thieves and wolves rushing to flee for their lives.

Click!

The sound of horses' hooves sounded behind the Madonna.