Eight Hills in the Eastern Jin Dynasty

The latest website: Wang Mengzi spat **** spit on the ground in angrily. At this moment, he looked around, and there were more than 100 sergeants standing at the head of the city within 100 steps. Most of them were still The first batch of swordsmen who were armed with short soldiers and dressed in the commoner's clothes of the auxiliary soldiers, the first group of swordsmen who went to the city, and the armored ones who went to the reinforcements, were less than 20 people. The sound of the strong wind echoed in everyone's ears, just like the last roar of the Jin army comrades who died in the city, making everyone who heard it moved.

Helan Lu also took hundreds of sergeants and walked up the city wall from behind Wang Mengzi. He said to the fifth floor of Gongsun from a distance: "Master Gongsun, I didn't expect you to come here. You are really slow. ."

Gongsun Wulou laughed: "The national teacher ordered me to be a random assistant on the city wall, and help wherever there is danger. Helan Lu, your golden soup and iron juice is really powerful. This is the first time I have fought in my life. Seeing someone defending the city like this, now I'll give you a big suit."

He Lanlu sneered, didn't answer Gongsun Fifth Floor's words, turned to look at He Lan Gang, who was recovering from breath control, and said solemnly: "A Gang, your position should be at the new wall, what are you running here for? I didn't order you to come to help."

Helan just hooked the corner of his mouth: "The new wall has just repelled the attack of the Jin army, and there are black fires blocking the outside of the city. Now it is very safe. I see the Jin army on the top of your city, I am afraid that you will be in danger, eldest brother. , that's why..."

Helan Lu said solemnly: "Stupid, before defending the city, the national division has already given orders, and he will arrange the rescue in a unified manner. It's a death sentence, why don't you go back soon?!"

Helan just gritted his teeth: "I knew, eldest brother, you must have some arrangements here, it's the younger brother that I'm over-hearted, but even if I want to go back, I have to destroy this small group of Jin army first, this guy called Wang Mengzi. He is very strong, little brother, I can't even fight him, big brother, don't let this person go!"

Wang Mengzi laughed: "You gang of Xianbei thieves don't dare to fight openly and upright, and only dare to defend the city with these shady and dirty tricks, He Langang, you said just now that you would duel me one-on-one, this will happen. He just hides behind a shield, what a coward!"

He Langang's face changed, and he was about to leave the queue, but Gongsun Wulou, who was on the side, stopped him and sneered: "Wang Mengzi, don't expect any turnaround after delaying time, let me tell you, this golden soup and iron juice is here. Tomorrow morning, it will not congeal. The national teacher has a clever plan to take the initiative to flatten the trenches, just to lure you stupid ants to attack the city, haha, at the new wall, the ruthless iron ball kills thousands of you, here is the golden soup and iron juice to kill thousands of people , all of your elite soldiers will be buried here!"

Speaking of this, Gongsun Wulou became more and more complacent: "Do you think you are attacking the city? Hey, in fact, this is a flesh and blood trap set by our Dayan, to lure you in batches to be slaughtered. This battle, It's the place where you Wu Er's bones are buried, the place where they died, don't even want to leave the corpse capital!"

Wang Mengzi's eyes widened and he said sternly, "Dog thief, even if I put my life on the line, I will drag you on the road!"

He said, swung a big axe, and rushed over like this, and the sergeants behind him also roared and rushed to the shield formation of the Yan Army on both sides.

A sly light flashed in Gongsun Wulou's eyes, and he muttered to himself, "To die at a stroke, they are really brainless people. Lord Helan, kill them!"

Helan just nodded and waved his hand: "The shield in front is holding up, and the archers in the rear are ready!"

South of the city, a hundred steps away.

The Beifu sergeants in the formation had tears in their eyes, watching the desperate battle at the top of the city. The arrows were raining, but a formation was scattered in the space within a hundred paces. From time to time, there were those swordsmen without armor. They shot all over like hedgehogs, and reluctantly retreated, even if the armored soldiers faced the rain of arrows and rushed to the shield formations on both sides, because there was no long lance in their hands, although they were waving a big sword. With the battle axe, but often rushing out three or four steps, it will be stabbed by a few long lances, withstood, the front of the body and both sides are penetrated by the lances, and finally the big sword is desperately swung, but it is even a shield. You can't even touch the edge, so it's a one-sided slaughter rather than a battle.

Xu Chite gritted his teeth and said to Xiang Mi: "Brother Tie Niu, I, I can't stand it anymore, even if we can't save Mengzi and the others, at least let us shoot arrows and kill a few Yangou. , how much can you take revenge?"

Xiang Mi shook his head sadly: "The enemy is coming well prepared, and the shield hand has set up a shield wall facing us, just to prevent us from this move. We used too many arrows in the attack just now. The iron juice solidifies, we have to launch another attack, and the arrows need to be saved!"

Xu Chite stomped his feet angrily: "Damn, when will we wait until we can attack again?"

Xiang Mi's eyes suddenly widened: "Aren't these iron juices the ones formed by using extremely high heat to turn iron into water? And then poured into various molds to form weapons?"

Xu Chi nodded: "It should be these things, what's wrong, Brother Tie Niu, what do you think of?"

Xiang Mi gritted his teeth: "When Brother Jinu was in the blacksmith's building, I went to see him~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The molten iron is to solidify, that is, to put these iron swords in the water, and it is cold water, It's called quenching, right?"

Xu Chite said thoughtfully: "Yes, iron juice is extremely hot. When it encounters cold water, it will solidify and turn into iron again. Could it be..."

His eyes lit up, and he hurriedly shouted, "Quick, bring the water, pour it on these iron juices."

But looking around, all the sergeants stared with big eyes and small eyes. These sergeants on the front line of siege, all of them were lightly armed, and all the cumbersome things that did not need to be used for battle were not carried. Several doctors also reacted, carrying the remaining water in the wooden barrels used to clean the wounds, rushed to the front of the city wall thirty or forty paces, and sprinkled the golden soup and iron juice a few steps away. But it can only be described as a drop in the bucket. This meager amount of water, sprinkled on the boiling iron juice, has almost no cooling effect except to make the iron juice tumble again.

There was a scream at the head of the city, and the two machetes plunged into Liu Baqiang's stomach fiercely, while the two Yan Jun holding the swords, with grinning faces, turned the hilts in their hands and stirred them back and forth, letting them The blade caused more damage to Liu Baqiang's body, and the person on the left roared viciously, "Die, go to hell!"