Vol 4 Chapter 3237: Life and death battle in the burning city
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Eight Hills in the Eastern Jin Dynasty
- Zhiyun Xiaotiandao 1
- 1275 characters
- 2022-03-01 04:51:02
Obali instinctively flicked the knife a block, only to feel a strong force coming from the knife along his arm, causing him to lose the center of gravity and fall backward, while the two guard sergeants next to him, Then he rushed up with the long li, and slammed the flexible fat man who had just landed.
Fatty Wang smashed the big shield heavily at these two sergeants. They instinctively picked up the tip of the stab at Fat Wang to dial the shield, but unexpectedly, a round meat ball, just In this way, they came from the position of the legs and feet of the two people. The speed was as fast as lightning. The two people's complexions changed. They wanted to change and smashed under their bodies, but it was too late. The blade flashed and the blood flashed. Now, the two of them separated their legs from their bodies, and screamed and fell to the ground, clutching the broken leg, and howling there.
Fatty Wang flew in front of him and swung two knives in a row. A red line flashed across the throats of the two of them. Then, the broken head rolled to the side like a watermelon. Fatty Wang's body was covered with splashes. The blood of these two people, even their faces, were full of blood beads, looking fierce and evil.
Obali struggled to get up from the ground to fight. Four or five Helan soldiers in chain armor rushed past him. They held their swords, shouted and ran towards him. Fatty Wang who just killed.
Fatty Wang yelled: "Good come!" He took out something from his arms and slammed it at these people. It was like hitting some leather, and immediately afterwards, the pungent sulfur smell penetrated their noses, and their bodies were suddenly covered with yellow sulfur powder and white saltpeter, all of which ignited the fire. Things.
A soldier who took the lead immediately reacted and yelled: "No, it's a sulfur bag. Get out!"
However, it was too late. Fatty Wang smiled and picked up a fire fold, and swiped it on his belt. Suddenly, there was a blazing fire. He yelled, "Go to hell." Come on!" He threw the Huozhezi forcefully onto the leading armorer who was turning and trying to escape.
The smell of scorched human flesh immediately permeated the nearby city head. The soldier who took the lead suddenly became a burning torch. The intense pain and fear made him try to catch everyone around him for help. The four people next to him were also touched by him. When they touched, there was a raging flame, and a human torch suddenly turned into five, and the screams of horror were accompanied by these five. The running of the individual spread throughout the entire city wall.
A fire man screamed and rushed towards Obal. He was still too surprised. He forgot to get up just now and just lay on the ground. It was only when the fire man rushed towards him that he reacted, reluctantly. Rolled a few steps to the side, leaving the road where the man was running, only felt a heat wave rushing from behind his head, with a roaring gale, he even felt the hair and helmet burning behind his head. After another blink, he saw this burning body, Xing jumped off the top of the city and smashed into the siege Jin army under the city wall.
Obali’s heart secretly cried out fortune. If he met this person just now, I am afraid that he will become a fireman now. He has lingering fears watching the direction of the fireman jumping off the city wall. At this moment, he has already had the skill. More than a dozen short men, like the fat man Wang, got on the top of the city.
On this not-so-spacious tower, only a few steps wide, on the rubble field filled with rocks and woods, the advantages of these people's flexibility are undoubtedly obvious, and they can often escape with one drill and one jump. Those big swords who greet them on the top of their heads often roll around, and they can avoid the three-way attack.
And the place where the sharp blade stabs is often the enemy's waist, abdomen or even the calf. The weak point of the chain armor protection is often the hole in the belly and the broken leg. Both the old guard sergeant and the soldiers of the Helan Department have been knocked down like this. , Assassinated, and immediately fell more than 20 people, and a steady stream of these dwarfs continued to go up to the city.
The Jin army under the city burst into cheers, and even started to be somewhat normal. The ordinary sergeant who could not climb to the top of the city just now also rushed up, and correspondingly, it was the Yan army. The armored soldiers kept giving Yunshang the head of the city. As soon as the door was opened, a bunch of strangely called chain-armored warriors would rush out and fight with the nearby Jin army.
Obali gritted his teeth and bounced from the ground. He looked around and was about to find the fat man who claimed to be the first to rush to the head of the city just now. The first person to climb is the number one enemy. A warrior, only by killing him can he demoralize the enemy's morale. He understands this truth.
But as far as he can see, the fat man is looming~EbookFREE.me~ among the crowds and piles of rocks, he drills and drills, and from time to time he also drills between the people who are fighting, every time Turning around will bring a rain of blood, and it is often the Yanjun generals who have been flashed past by him, either with a broken leg or a broken abdomen. In just a while, six or seven people fell under his sword.
Obhabar stomped his feet with anger. He picked up a crossbow that fell on the ground, squinted his left eye, and aimed at the running Fatty Wang. Now he saw it clearly. This Fatty Wang was running. Xiang’s place was exactly where a wooden chamber was ascending to the city. It seemed that his goal was not to fight at the head of the city, but to destroy the wooden chamber of the ascended city!
Obali's eyes were wide open. This Fatty Wang was clearly running up, avoiding his arrows. He gritted his teeth and calculated the direction in which Fatty Wang was running. Away from the inner wall, one was turning. It's been less than ten steps on the iron hinged wheel axis of the child's arm. He squeezed the trigger fiercely and yelled, "Go to hell!"
Fatty Wang was still rushing to the axle, and beside him, a short sergeant who was defending him against the two machetes attacked from the left, just turned his head and saw the arrow, he yelled, "Fat brother, beware. !" Regardless of the two scimitars in front of him, he immediately rushed forward, blocking the direction of this arrow's shooting!
With a "poof", this crossbow hit his heart directly, and then the sound of two knives hitting his shoulder and neck, his neck was chopped open with blood, and his mouth was spraying blood, obviously. Can't live, but a smile flashes on his face: "Fat, fat brother, be quick, be quick!"
Fatty Wang’s eyes were full of tears, and he swooped to the place of the chain. He quickly took out a bottle from his arms, raised it high, and slammed it against the chain that was as thick as an arm. His roar: "Get down!"