Eight Hills in the Eastern Jin Dynasty

The door of the wooden compartment opened in an instant, and more than ten heavily armed soldiers wanted to rush out impatiently, only to find that in front of them, there were six short Jin soldiers, everyone's face except for blood drops. Outside the sweat beads, there was an evil smile, and everyone held a cloth bag that smelled of yellow sulfur in their hands. A dwarf led by a smile said in Xianbei language: "Go to hell!"

These Xianbei armored men opened their eyes. They were all well-equipped and full-body armored guards. They weren't the Helan armored men who only wore locks. The leading team just wanted to attack with a knife. They only saw six cloth bags rushing towards their faces. They instinctively waved their swords and lifted their shields to block them. They only heard the sound of "Bab". These cloth bags were on their shields and shattered in front of their steel knives. , The yellow powder immediately covered the entire wooden compartment.

The hoarse voice of Obali came into their ears: "Run away, these are sulfur..."

Before he could finish his words, he only saw a few fire lights appearing. It was these six dwarf warriors who swept the fire folds across their belts and burned them easily, and then slammed them hard. The old guard sergeant still in the wooden compartment.

A scorching heat wave made people within 20 or 30 steps feel that almost a volcano erupted in front of them. The wooden compartment covered with sulphur powder and saltpeter would burn when it caught fire, along with more than ten inside. Individuals have become huge burning fireballs. Several burning firemen in the front row are screaming, spinning, and rolling, wanting to extinguish the flames on their bodies, where can they do it?

The captain at the forefront roared and swung the same burning scimitar in the state of a fire man, and rushed towards the six dwarfs, trying to find one to die together, but behind these dwarfs, there were already five or six. A Jinjun soldier, armed with a spear, stepped forward and stabbed the burning man.

Three long spears of more than two meters long penetrated his body, and at the same time they pressed him firmly to a place less than three steps outside the wooden box, but he could not go any further, his head slowly lowered , At this moment, the skin is extinct, and the skin on the whole body is burning violently, emitting a scorching and rotten smell, and the person feels vomiting.

In the burning wooden compartment, several of them were not completely on fire. The sergeant leaning inside desperately pushed the burning comrades in front of them, trying to get out of this purgatory, but their big action was to make the wooden compartment burn. , While shaking violently, all of a sudden, only a "sudden pull" sound was heard. The wooden board on the bottom of the burning compartment broke. Whether it was a burning soldier or not, seven or eight people in the wooden compartment fell from high in the sky. Going down, accompanied by screams, getting farther and farther, and finally fell directly to the ground.

The dozens of soldiers from the Jin army let out a burst of cheers. The spearmen pushed in and pushed the body of the captain who died from the puncture directly out of the inner wall and hung in the air. Then the three of them They shouted in unison, and the three spears slammed and turned in different directions. The body of the captain of the fire corpse was divided into three pieces in the air. The skin that had been scorched and the half-baked internal organs became three. The remnants fell one after another, and together with the few companions who had fallen into the wooden compartment before, they fell to pieces on the ground, which is really a dead body.

Obali yelled, "Wu Gou, pay my brother's life back!"

He raised the machete in his hand and rushed towards the more than ten Jin Army soldiers who had just solved the fourth wooden compartment, and they rushed along with the five or six swallows gathered around him. Soldiers, soon, the two sides entered a state of melee, killing them together.

Helan Harim's brows furrowed. The few sergeants who had reported to him just now all pulled out their swords and stood in front of him. The wall is up, and the soldiers of the Yan army who are still fighting on this section of the city wall, the soldiers of the Helan tribe, the iron-clad palace guards, and the leather-armored palace slaves add up to less than a hundred.

Most of these soldiers who are less than a hundred are fighting with two or more enemy troops since Russia and Baal. On the other sections of the wall, there are also Jin troops climbing the city continuously, and even more and more. The Jin army began to form a small team, intentionally blocking the connection between other areas and this section of the central tower. At this moment, there was not a Yan army's reinforcements that could rush to support.

One of the guards turned his head, wiped the blood on his face, and said solemnly: "General Harim, you go down to the city with Muxiang. The situation is critical now. The enemy has made it clear that they are going to attack us, and foreign aid will not be able to get through. , If we drag on, I'm afraid we won't be able to support it for long!"

There was a sound of chain ringing, accompanied by the sound of the wooden door opening wide, and the fifth wooden box finally reached the top of the city. A short man in iron armor desperately tried to squeeze it through, even he had begun to squeeze in his arms. After touching something, Helan Harim sneered: "Do you want to break my wooden compartment again?"

As he spoke, he drew an arrow and struck the dwarf with an arrow. Thirty steps away, unbiased, the arrow shot directly through the dwarf’s neck, and he fell down before he even hummed. Ground, died~www.wuxiaspot.com~ And the moment the iron-clad dwarf’s body landed, a crisp sound came from under him. Soon, the sour smell of choking nose overflowed, and under his body, floating A dark yellow liquid came out, and his body, including the human armor, almost rotted rapidly in this regia, and soon turned into a **** skeleton, which was horribly stained red in this pool. The aqua regia is boiling.

The two armies who had seen the might of Wang Shui stopped fighting each other in fright. They abandoned the opponent in front of them and ran to one side, centering on this beach of Wang Shui, within twenty or thirty steps, they were completely empty. Except for the corpse, there is no other pair of living people still standing.

The guard next to Helan Harim waved his sword excitedly, watching the more than a dozen soldiers swarming out of the wooden compartment, and smiling: "The general's magical arrow, once the enemy is killed, saved our last A wooden box, please hurry down from this wooden box, come up from a different place, and then organize a counterattack, we will cover you!"

Helan Harim's eyes flashed fiercely, and he sternly said: "Retreat?! I am the chief general, throw down your subordinates and escape by yourself? Then how can I have the face to give orders? I said that the city is here and the city is dead. Death, come, raise my Helan Harim's general flag, sound the horn, order all troops to gather here quickly, let's work together to kill Wu Er!"