Perhaps it was because these sinners had no strength after being hungry for a night, or when the war broke out, the aroma of the food drifted from the fort was no longer so strong, and this wave of attack seemed fierce and short. After leaving behind another layer of corpse, the sinners hurriedly retreated.

At this time, the broth inside the fort had cooled down.

Cui Dalang knelt beside Liu Ergou with one knee, holding the other party's cold hands tightly, and tears slid down silently.

The soldiers in the fort finally died. Although everyone knew that this was inevitable. When they decided to stay, death was actually their affirmative partner, but when the first case appeared, sadness still surged up like a tide.

Liu Ergou was injured in the battle last night. He was a little unsatisfied, but today he finally paid the price of his life for this.

After all, he didn't eat this delicious breakfast of white flour buns and bone soup.

After wiping the blood on Liu Ergou's face, Cui Dalang stood up and ordered: "Save the body of the Ergou brothers in the cellar first! We will bury him when the enemy's attack is repelled."

The coldness in the cellar allows the body to be kept for a longer period of time.

Because a familiar person left, everyone was in a low mood, and even the big black dog lay on the ground, his mouth pressed against the ground, and whimpered quietly.

The sinners in the distance finally started their meal.

A small bag of food was poured into a huge iron pot, and someone threw the roots, wild vegetables, or leaves into it. After a while, the people got some broken bowls from somewhere, each scooped up a bowl, sat there, drank greedily, took a few sips, and looked up at the fort in the sun, or they were still savoring the aroma of the food that had come from the fort earlier.

After a brief calm, Cui Dalang saw the sin slaves outside preparing for a new round of attacks and knew that trouble was coming.

Those people found a large number of vines, or were rubbing ropes with peeled tree breaks, and the ends of the finished ropes about three to four feet long were tied to the size of a bowl of stones.

The opponent did not have a catapult or a feather arrow, but they were ready to use a catapult to attack the dock.

I have to say that this is an idea that works and will cause damage to the warriors in the castle.

"How many shields do we have?" He turned around and asked Yang San, the deputy in charge of supplies beside him.

"There are less than forty sides, and they are covered with iron sheets." Yang San also understood the situation outside.

"Take it all out. Also, you can prepare any wooden boards that can cover your body." Cui Dalang ordered.

Yang San took a few people and hurried to the fort to get these things. Originally, these shields were not used because their opponents did not have weapons such as crossbows. Unlike the ones that were equipped with sharp edges, which could be used as weapons to smash, chop, and cut. The shields in their fort were of no use except for arriving at a feather arrow.

But now, this thing will come in handy.

"Brothers, there will definitely be rocks flying in the sky later. Everyone should be smart and find a good place to hide." Cui Dalang ordered.

"yes!"

"Brothers of the crossbowmen, it's up to you to kill these guys." Cui Dalang looked at dozens of crossbowmen, "The opponent's stone-swinging stones can stand at most seventy or eighty steps away. This is your effective range, kill them."

"Don't worry, Dalang!" The crossbowmen responded in unison.

When the above bay was just arranged, the sound of the trumpet below rang out again, and the sinners who had drunk a bowl of porridge shouted and rushed up again.

"Get into the fort, eat meat and drink wine."

Compared to earlier, this time, these sinners seem to have a clearer and easier to achieve some goals.

Rows of specially selected slaves with high and long arms were mixed in rows of hands holding stones, whimpering the ropes in their hands.

As these people suddenly raised their arms and let go, the sky suddenly darkened, and hundreds of bowl-sized stones with long tails flew towards the fort.

The men stopped, and the running slaves threw the thrown stones in their hands beside them, threw one out, and they bent down, picked up another one, waved their arms vigorously, and whimpered the stone.

"Be careful." Cui Dalang raised the iron shield in his hand and placed it horizontally on his head. However, he was holding a spear in his hand. At this time, it was not convenient to have a horizontal knife. It was not as good as a spear, which could be hidden under the shield, and it was like a poisonous snake spitting a letter to poke the enemy.

Many people who threw rocks and long tails passed by the top of the fort. Some fell into the fort, while others deviated from the direction. They didn't know where they flew, but more of them fell on the top of everyone's heads. Cui Dalang only felt the soreness and numbness of his arms, and the bang bang sound made him wonder how long the wooden shield in his hand could last.

The sound of feather arrows sounded in my ears, and it was the crossbowman at the top of the castle who was fighting back.

Looking under the shield, the stone throwers who were seventy or eighty steps away fell down ten, but immediately, they were filled again.

Before he could take a closer look, the edge of the fort was inserted, and he put one hand on it, and tightly grasped the edge of the pile. Without thinking, he swung the shield in his hand and smashed it heavily. Although it was just a piece of wood covered with iron, the effect was still very significant when hitting it on his fingers. The man let go and fell down.

He pushed the shield on his head again, Cui Dalang leaned his head down, and the spear in his hand suddenly poked down. A sin slave who was tilting his head and feet and crawling upwards was stabbed directly on the face by the gun. Without a snorting, he threw his hands and fell down freely. He fell on a pile of corpses, twitched for a while, and then there was no movement.

The war was much more intense than any previous one.

A familiar voice came from my ears, I heard my companions screaming, and I also heard someone around me falling to the ground.

There were many casualties this time. The flying stones in the sky were still too threatening. The stones with a bowl mouth fell from a distance of seventy or eighty steps and really hit people. Even if they had a helmet and half-body armor, it was not enough to ensure safety. If you were not lucky enough to hit the head, Cui Dalang would not feel the chance of survival.

There were more and more sin slaves coming up, and there were more enemies under the fort wherever they could see them.

"Dalang, use that thing? Otherwise we will be in trouble!" Yang San's anxious voice came from beside him.

Cui Dalang hesitated for a moment.

The thing that Yang San mentioned was the treasure at the bottom of the box in this fort, and it was also the most powerful evidence that the Right Jinwu Guard had for the retired soldiers pretending to be regular troops. It was a box of hundreds of turbulent oil bombs.

As time goes by, the fierce irrigated bombs have begun to be produced on a large scale in Wuyi, with their power increasing day by day, but their dangers are increasing day by day. The most obvious sign is that they are many times more dangerous than transportation at the beginning.

But compared to these dangers, his deterrence on the battlefield also made the army willing to bear such a price. This time, perhaps because of the difficulty of transportation, a large part of these weapons were allocated to these forts.

Anyway, now the rear can provide these items to the large army steadily.

"Take half of it!" After hesitating for a while, Cui Dalang finally made up his mind.

Now is the most fierce time for these sinners to wield their three axes. If they can fight their arrogance, they may be easier next. And now because their opponents have suppressed the fort with countless flying stones, there are more and more enemies gathering below.

At this time, the effect should be the best time to use a hot oil bomb.

"Okay!" Yang San ran away with a few people excitedly. He went very quickly, but when he came back, he was cautious. Yang San personally held a box inlaid with iron, and several soldiers around him were holding shields to protect him.

The power of this thing has been seen by most people in this fort who have experienced military service.

The soldiers surrounding the fort defense were assigned about ten in each direction.

Taking a deep breath, Cui Dalang lit the inconspicuous ceramic bottle in his hand. Seeing that the lead was burning to half, he raised his hand and threw the bottle out. Almost at the same time, dozens of identical bottles dragged their small tails with sparks and fell from the fort.

Before it had completely landed, the blast of explosions sounded, and countless sparks splashed, flying all over the sky with the screaming broken porcelain.

These broken porcelain pieces may not have much impact on people wearing armor, but for these sin slaves, each broken porcelain piece is enough to knock them to abyss.

It ignited under the dock.

The sinners screamed and rolled, trying to extinguish the fire on their bodies, but the things that looked like the demon fire of hell, were still burning no matter how hard they tried.

The fire people ran, only to fall to the ground, and then silenced, but their bodies were still thrusting in the fire.

The fire ignited the bodies of the sin slaves who died under the dock from yesterday to now. The fire became bigger and bigger, and a strange smell gradually spread out.

The thick smoke rolled in, submerging the entire dock.

The Liao official in the distance seemed to have no idea that such powerful weapons were hidden in this small fortress. He wanted to stop the sinners who were frightened and fled back. But at this moment, the people suddenly forgot the huge difference in their identities. In the blink of an eye, the tent was trampled over. The Liao official and his guards were surrounded by the sinners and had to flee far away.
Chapter completed!