But now that the enemy is being shot by heavy arrows and can't even lift their heads, it's much better in a relative sense.
This will allow our side to quickly breach the city gate!
Without Mokodin issuing orders, the soldiers at the front charged even faster with their equipment!
Everyone understood that they should take advantage of the moment when the enemy on the city wall was suppressed to launch a rapid attack on the city!
Then, Tu Yuan's army quickened its pace, warhorses neighed, soldiers' faces were flushed, veins bulged on their necks, and they roared loudly to build up their momentum!
Midway through the battlefield, Mitri led the Eagle Army, charging forward. He drew his golden greatsword, raised it high above his head, and roared:
"Don't be afraid! Charge in!!!"
"rush!!!"
The next moment—
In Mitri's wide eyes, he clearly saw countless earthenware pots flying out from Xijing City.
The earthenware pots came in various sizes; the larger ones flew out individually, while the smaller ones were tied together in groups of five or six.
Without exception, they shot out from the city and flew into the midst of the thousands of troops!
At that moment, almost everyone raised their heads, their eyes widened, and their breath seemed to stop for a split second.
The battlefield seemed to freeze at that moment.
call--
The sky was too gloomy, the wind was blowing too hard, and only a chill remained in the air.
Hundreds of earthenware jars filled with kerosene fell down a few seconds later.
At a distance of 300 meters, they landed on the chariots, on the tower ladders, and on the infantry.
Six hundred meters away, they fell into the hands of the light cavalry and landed on the open ground.
At a distance of 800 meters, they landed right at the feet of the heavily armored cavalry, just barely grazing the edge.
"Clap clap clap".
But no matter where it was, the earthenware pot kept shattering.
The oil flowed, splashed, and gushed, landing on people, horses, shields, or the ground.
The smell of kerosene in the air filled the nostrils of every soldier, stimulating their excited nerves.
It wasn't until a hurried, panicked shout rang out that their thoughts were brought back to reality. The voice belonged to a quick-witted and sharp-witted lieutenant general:
"They're definitely going to set it on fire!"
"spread!"
"Scatter!!"
But almost the instant the sound fell.
From afar, flaming boulders wrapped in oil-soaked cloth descended from the sky.
The winter sky was still gray and cold, but for a brief moment it seemed to heat up, even become scorching hot.
"Bang bang bang".
With a series of deafening roars, the flames falling from the sky landed...
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P.S.: Three chapters are here. Thank you for your support.
I wrote this while sniffling, and my head is spinning. It must be mycoplasma. Friends, take my mistake as a warning: never go into crowds without a mask! It's infuriating! The more I think about it, the angrier I get! I really want to travel back a few days and punch myself twice.
Goodnight and sweet dreams (?′?`?)
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