The explosive crossbow arrow flew through the air, making a soft humming sound, and then hit Ziva's left rib fiercely. As soon as the arrow touched his armor, there was a "bang" sound, and Ziva flew out like being hit by a huge tree. A part of his left arm flew high into the sky from his body, and a large ball of blood rose from his left rib and waist. At the same time, countless small metal fragments flew through the air, and more than a dozen cavalrymen fell off their horses immediately...

Startled, Garlon took a quick glance and caught sight of the spotted wolf on the observation tower.

"Retreat! Retreat quickly!" He pointed at the wolf and shouted, "He's there! In the observation tower!"

All the cavalrymen who heard this subconsciously looked in the direction Garlon pointed, and then most of them saw a gray light shooting towards them.

"Bang!" There was another loud explosion, and more than a dozen cavalrymen fell off their horses. Garlon subconsciously raised his arms to cover his face, and suddenly felt a piercing pain in his forearms and shoulders. He looked across his arms and saw that there were three or five tiny holes on the leather arm guard.

"Attack!" Garlon was furious. He stretched out his arm and pointed at where the wolf was. The cavalrymen beside and behind him immediately rushed up and rode their horses towards the Metz camp.

"You're looking for death!" Spotted Wolf smiled coldly, and aimed the Hunter, which had already set up the third crossbow, at the more than a hundred cavalrymen rushing towards him...

At the same time, the Assyrian army in the camp also moved. The sound of artillery was the attack signal, and the wolf hunter was the charge signal. The moment the first explosion was heard, they had been ready for a long time and launched the attack without hesitation.

Their first task was to wipe out the two camps on the left and right as quickly as possible. As long as these two camps were defeated, the strength of the troops outside the Canyon Pass would be reduced by nearly 30%.

In the blink of an eye, the curtains of two large tents on the left and right sides were lifted, revealing the mortars that had long been uncamouflaged...

In the blink of an eye, the curtains in front and back of the large tent in the camp yard, which was usually used for roll calls, were opened wide. Six hunters, three in front and three in the back, were aimed at the east and west camp gates. At the same time, several figures suddenly stood up on the observation tower and arrow tower, some holding longbows, some holding short crossbows and shields, protecting the flag signal soldiers.

"Check the oil!" The shout came from two tents beside the north and south fences. In each of these two tents, there were two oil spray trucks. They were originally called water hose trucks, which were all the ancient firefighting devices in Wu Lai's previous memory. During his time in Grindo Island, Wu Lai copied it and made some improvements. The modified water hose truck was about twelve cubits long, five cubits wide, and eight cubits high. There were six wheels on the base, which made it easy to push and flexible.

There is a mechanical pumping device inside the vehicle, and the whole vehicle can hold nearly 400 kilograms of fuel. It has tilted lever handles at the front and back, like a seesaw. When operating, the soldiers press down alternately. The faster and more powerful the pressure, the farther the fuel will be sprayed. In previous tests, this fuel sprayer can spray fuel more than 50 steps away.

However, on the island of Grindo, they were used for irrigation and firefighting. This time they appeared here, but it was also the first time they were on the battlefield. It is worth mentioning that they were not brought from Assyria, but were mass-produced in Samedaya. The original intention of making them was to support Samedaya in land reclamation. Seeing that there were many of them, Wu Lai took a few of them as models to the various cities that surrendered along the way. These four were actually the leftovers, but before the formal attack on the eleven stone wall checkpoints, Wu Lai thought of its new use.

"There's plenty of fuel!" As soon as the fuel tanker operator responded, the mortar gunners launched the first wave of attacks...

"Bang bang bang bang! Bang bang bang bang! Bang bang bang bang!" The explosions were almost continuous.

The two camps on the left and right of the Metz camp had already been in some chaos because of the wolf shooting at Ziva and Garlon, and now it was completely messed up...

This wave of bombardment simply brought the violent aesthetics of destruction to the extreme - amid the deafening explosions, debris, debris, pieces of meat, wood, and broken bricks flew everywhere, smoke and dust rose one after another, and cries of pain rose one after another...

After a round of salvos, the impact area was devastated, with craters and corpses everywhere. Those who were wounded and fell to the ground but luckily survived kept calling for help in panic...

"Bang, bang, bang!" The bomb crossbows fired by the three hunters knocked down the cavalrymen under Garlon who were about to approach the camp gate...

"Swish! Bang!" "Swish! Bang!" - Spotted Wolf and the hunter operator on another observation tower each fired a bomb crossbow arrow, setting off a series of ghostly cries and wolves howling...

"Bang, bang, bang, bang! Bang, bang, bang, bang! The second wave of mortar shells slammed into the enemy camp. At the same time, two fuel trucks each sprayed out a column of oil. Under the rotation of the operator, the oil column was evenly spread out in a perfect fan shape...

"Charge! Push down the fence!" The commanders of the enemy camps on both sides shouted loudly. What responded to them was the third wave of mortar shells, but many soldiers still rushed towards the Assyrian camp screaming. In their opinion, as long as they rushed in, they would be much safer, at least they would not have to passively take the beating like they were doing now.

What blocked their way were bows, crossbows, and javelins. The Assyrians' resistance was so dense and fierce that a large number of the charging Tianjuan soldiers fell down in just a moment. But when their shieldmen also rushed to the front of the queue with shouts, the Assyrians' bows, crossbows, and javelins retreated decisively. This undoubtedly boosted the morale of the Tianjuan soldiers. In addition, the area they rushed into was far away from the mortar bombardment area, so they charged more happily...

Many of them were charging in the "drizzle"...

The people in the front were stepping on fine oil beads...

Tiny droplets of oil gathered or spread out on the tents, wooden fences, and springboards that had been torn, chopped, bumped, and tilted...

When he saw this scene, Spotted Wolf laughed. He was imitating Wu Lai's laugh, the kind of relaxed and happy laugh. In order to laugh like that, Spotted Wolf had secretly imitated it countless times, because Wu Lai was the only true God in his heart. Wu Lai's smile was the brightest, most compassionate and most contagious smile in the world.

The longbowman on the arrow tower pulled the bow, and the tip of the arrow was wrapped with burning oil-soaked rags.

"Bang, bang, bang" - after a few quick strings sounded, two seas of fire rose...

"Reinforcements! Send those over there to reinforce us!" Garlon waved his injured arm at the soldiers who were riding their horses to support him.

"General Garlon, the situation is unclear. You'd better go through the pass first." A deputy general came forward and said.

"Okay!" Jialong nodded heavily. "I'll leave this to you. I'll go into the pass right now and get the artillery on the wall ready to support you."

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After seeing that the first person was Wu Lai, Mace happily greeted him: "Lord, the alpaca hump has been taken down."

"Well, well done." Wu Lai glanced at the mess of corpses around the entrance and said to Mace with a smile, "General Mace, if you want to watch the battle, stay. If not, I will have someone escort you back to the rear camp."

"Well... I'd better go back to the rear camp. No need for the Lord to make any arrangements. I know the way and can go by myself." Metz hesitated for a moment, and finally gave up the idea of ​​watching the battle. Although he was sure that the Assyrian army would be able to capture the Canyon Pass, it was not something that could be done in a short time. If he stayed at this moment, not to mention the possibility of being in danger, he would be too embarrassed to ask to leave after a few days, and there might even be some misunderstandings.

"General Mays, you don't know that there are not only the Tianjuan Army on the way back, but also many small units of our army." Wu Lai said with a smile, "It's not appropriate for the general to return alone."

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"A small force?" Meis was startled, thinking that the offensive force should be as large as possible, so why should the small forces be stationed in the rear? "Yes, a small force. There are many villages and civilians in the large area of ​​Canyon Pass. If we don't evacuate them in time, it will be bad if we are involved in the war and perish together." Wu Lai smiled and said, then he turned around and called a few soldiers to give them instructions, and then said to Meis, "General Meis, please wait in our rear camp. After the battle at Canyon Pass is over, I have something important to discuss with you."

Important matters to discuss? Meis was immediately delighted and nodded his head like a chicken pecking at rice: "Okay, then I will be waiting for the Lord's triumphant return in the camp."

Time was running out, so Wu Lai didn't waste any more words. He nodded and started to make arrangements. He left 600 people with artillery, mortars, hunters and other weapons to occupy the Alpaca Peak, while he led the rest of the people to continue moving towards the Canyon Pass. The sound of artillery fire had already started ahead, and it was time for his surprise troops to make their debut...

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After bandaging his injured arm, Garlon led his entourage to quickly climb up to the nearest artillery position on the wall. After rushing in, he became furious.

"Why aren't you firing yet?!" Garlon shouted.

"Reporting to General Garlon, the fighting has already started and it is difficult to distinguish between friend and foe. If we fire rashly, it is easy to injure our own people." The deputy general in charge of the artillery position replied hastily.

Garlon was startled and quickly raised his telescope to take a look. It would have been better if he hadn't looked. As soon as he looked, he was shocked and broke out in a cold sweat. He saw that the sky above the three camps was covered with a large amount of black smoke. Under the black smoke, flames were constantly looming and shouts of killing were heard. Nearly 10,000 people on his side had surrounded the military camp that had suddenly launched an attack, but they were blocked outside the camp.

"Damn Mes! Mes! You damn traitor!" Garlon gritted his teeth. The position where he was standing and the telescope allowed him to clearly see that the military camp was full of Assyrian soldiers. Their uniforms and flags kept pricking his eyes like steel needles, causing him great torment.

"General, at first, we thought it was a camp roar, but we didn't expect... we didn't... we didn't fire..." The deputy general in charge of the artillery position said hesitantly.

"It has nothing to do with you. It's because the gods are not on our side. Otherwise, how could the Assyrian army get in? And how could they be so brave and formidable?" Garon shook his head and sighed, "Alas... Now, even the gods have betrayed us..."

After sighing, Garlon was suddenly stunned. Didn't Adolf betray Helen? If not, there wouldn't be such a tragedy today.

Yes, it was a tragedy! The left and right camps of the wolf camp were crippled in less than half a meal. The soldiers of the other three camps were dispatched, but they could only circle around the wolf camp and could not enter at all, because a trench nearly 20 cubits wide had appeared at the east and west camp gates. At the other end of the trench, there were barricades full of thorns. What was even more terrible was that the big tent in the camp would continue to shoot bomb crossbows. Although the power of this crossbow was far less than that of a cannonball, it would splash out many tiny metal fragments after it exploded. These fragments were as sharp as blades, and ordinary leather armor could not block them at all. Those who were hit would bleed on the spot.

The north and south looked like good locations for attacking. After all, the three camps were closely connected, and their fences were almost built close to each other. However, both areas had now become a sea of ​​fire. Fences, tent frames, and corpses were burning everywhere. The air was filled with choking sounds of burning. In addition, the Assyrian army was constantly throwing wood and leather into the fire, and every now and then they would throw in some oil bags to make the fire bigger...

What Garlon could not tolerate the most was the Assyrian army's tactics. Although the Tianjuan army that was fighting around the camp had forced them to retreat a lot with bows and crossbows, this seemed to be exactly what the Assyrian army wanted, because it seemed that they had no intention of having a head-on confrontation with the Tianjuan army at all. Instead, they dispersed into many small groups and hid behind bunkers to defend. It seemed that they were fighting each other, but if you tasted it carefully, you would find that their position was enough to make their joint defense ability reach a nearly perfect level. No matter which direction you attacked from or in what way you attacked, you would be fiercely blocked by at least four or more "small groups".

"I don't believe that you will have endless ammunition!" Garlon cursed viciously. Just as he was about to utter two more vicious curses, a panicked voice suddenly came from behind him: "General Garlon, it's bad! The Guan... Guan gate has been breached by the Assyrian army!"

"What?!" Garlon's heart skipped a beat...