Eight Hills in the Eastern Jin Dynasty

Helan Lu gritted his teeth. He turned his head and saw under the inner wall and above thirty large stoves. There was a big iron pot of four to five feet square buckled. There was hot steam and a fiery red liquid flowing in the pot. , Like magma, the scorching temperature can be felt even at the top of the city three or four feet high after a few tens of steps away. It turned out that these pots contained pig iron that was melted at a very high temperature during ironing and turned into molten iron. However, the molten iron was not used to forge weapons, but was prepared to be used as raw land when defending the city. Splashing the enemy army siege.

And there are some people who are carrying burdens, wearing masks, and covering their mouth and nose tightly. Along the way, everyone will frown. A distance of more than ten steps from them, only a few mosquitoes are still around. They are flying around, especially those carrying burdens.

A civilian man carried the load to the edge of a large pot of molten iron. The sergeants who were originally stirring the iron pot with a wooden spoon frowned, moved a few steps to the side intentionally or unintentionally, and stood. At the side of the pot, a sweaty officer covered his nose and said loudly: "Hurry up, it's disgusting!"

The folkman murmured, "I can't stand it this time, but I have chosen the other way." He said, unloading the burden on his shoulders, lifting a bucket, and opening the lid, only to feel a stinking smell, and Everyone covered their noses and retreated. It turned out that in this bucket, there were all yellow, yellow, black and black excrement, and there were even fist-sized mounds of dung eggs stained with grass dust, floating in this pot of yellow and yellow excrement. The top of the excrement and urine, let people see it, it will definitely feel like vomiting.

The officer glanced at the dung bucket and gritted his teeth: "Grandma's, Harby, in your bucket of golden soup, what the **** is there, there is horse dung in your damn."

The old man named Lao Xu said angrily: "The city has been running out of food for so long, and people are dying every day. There is no **** to pull, and I only have food in these two days. Otherwise, I would not have the energy to pick this. Golden soup. If you don’t have enough human feces, just use horse feces. What feces is not feces."

As he said, he lifted the dung bucket and poured the pot of yellow soup directly into the iron pot.

With a "hiss", the red iron juice poured directly on the pot of feces and urine, and it suddenly boiled. The iron needles in the pot that were originally like red rice paste suddenly exploded, and a horse was poured down. The **** egg ball, like a grenade, shattered into thousands of pieces at once, scattered and flying out. The Harby and the officer by the pot, and four or five sergeants who leaned a little further, had their faces. It was all splashed with yellow shit, and it was dotted with a few green and yellow scraps of dry grass. A foul smell, accompanied by the rusty smell of iron, immediately filled the surroundings.

The officer was so angry that he kicked over another barrel of Harby, and the dung on the ground flowed across, and he drew the knife and pointed it at Harby who was hiding his face and screaming: "You don't have long eyes, just Did his mother fall down like this to kill someone?"

Naharbi was the closest to the pot, and had the most burns on his face and body. At this moment, from between his fingers, he could see red blood and yellow pus flowing horizontally, and when he put down his hand, From his howl like a pig, you can see that his face has begun to rot rapidly, and his skin is falling like melting snow.

The officer was shocked when he saw how miserable he was, and he didn't care about taking the knife to cut people. He suddenly threw the knife away, screaming and began to grab the back of his hand that spilled the dung juice on him: "Yeah. Oh, it hurts, it hurts me to death, water, come water!"

More than a dozen sergeants wrapped in thick leather, wearing leather masks on their faces, and almost only two of their eyes exposed all over the body, rushed forward, in groups of two or three, and gave them iron juice. The dung water splashed and the screaming sergeant and Harby, their skin was falling off quickly, like melting frost and snow, and even in some places, the flesh and blood turned into pus because of the rotten too fast. The blood rotted, and even the bones inside were exposed.

These screaming sergeants were pressed down so quickly, and then tied with ropes or beef tendons to prevent them from struggling desperately. Then they put a cloth ball into their mouths and tied them with a few beef tendons. Come on, just like that, drag them to the ground and move them away like this. Along the way, the stench and unpleasant pus and blood are spilled all over the floor, which makes people unbearable to see.

An aristocratic officer wearing big earrings came over and looked at the hundreds of large iron pots scattered around. The hundreds of sergeants and civilians who were dumbfounded and stunned, said loudly: "All Look good, these are golden hot iron, which is thrown into the iron pot. These dung and iron have been cursed by the big shaman. They contain the grievances of the soldiers and citizens of our city and the curse of the dead. As long as they touch them, Then don't even think about living, the Jin army siege of the city will die a hundred times worse than the few unlucky ghosts just now."

There was a lingering sigh in the crowd. Suddenly, someone yelled: "The big Yan is mighty, the Helan Tribe can be saved. With this, we can definitely kill Wu Er of the Jin army, and we will have a living. !"

There was a burst of cheers around, and the noble officer nodded with satisfaction: "Yes, so the production of this secret weapon is up to everyone. Be careful when putting the golden soup into the iron saucepan. Don't stir it any more. After a few feet away, wearing protective gear, I used a long-handled wooden spoon to hit the golden soup, and put a spoonful into the iron sauce pot. After a while, this pot of invincible golden soup and iron juice will be ready. Burn to the bones and avenge our brothers who died in battle!"

Soon, under the city wall it became steamy and smelly, and the entire Urn city seemed to have become a huge dung pond, but the thousands of soldiers and civilians in this foul-smelling space were all happy, no matter it was beating the dung. , A civilian picking dung, or a sergeant who stirs iron, everyone’s eyes are full of light, watching the red and yellow cauldron intersect, and the dung is the same color as iron, as if looking at a cauldron in the world. The most delicious beef and mutton hot pot, even some people can't help but swallow.

Chengtou, the black robe smiled slightly: "It has long been heard that when your Helan tribe made poisoned arrows, you pour this excrement into molten iron and then pour it into the mold of the arrow. Compared with those tribes who painted the arrow with venom. , The golden arrow of your Helan Department, all of them are rotten, and even poisonous, it is hard to save the gods. Today, I really saw this secret method, you also use it here publicly today. , Really fight it."

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