Chapter 245 Please, everyone, join me in meeting the enemy
The angry alien leader immediately greeted with a series of "Ah Xi Ba".
After finishing the reorganization, he sadly discovered that he had no choice but to attack. With the loss of so many troops, if he could not kill Pei Ji, by the time they sent out the message and reinforcements arrived, his advantage would no longer exist.
He gritted his teeth and immediately made countless promises, including but not limited to fertile land, beautiful women, higher official positions, better treatment, and of course gold, silver and jewelry.
He even said that whoever could take Pei Ji's head would be given the title of lord of the border city he had just conquered.
The morale that had been low just now suddenly recovered. With money and beauty as the top priority, the foreigners who had been suffering before now felt their blood burning and no longer cared about their lives.
After all, this one move could make a world of difference.
Everyone gripped the knife in their hands, wishing they could go in and chop off Pei Ji's head right now!
"Everyone's mood was adjusted so quickly. This commander is not a waste." After listening, Song Ci made the following evaluation.
Ah Lin beside him was almost going crazy with anxiety. Is this the time to talk about this? The other side is about to regroup and continue the attack. What else do they have in mind?!
If there is no backup plan, we can only wait for the enemy to break through the gate and fight head-on. But now Pei Ji is lying there. How can we allocate some people to protect him? It will definitely affect the situation of the battle. Besides, the morale of the battle is also greatly reduced because the commander is not here.
Ah Lin was almost going crazy with anxiety, and Song Ci smiled lightly, "I know you are anxious, but I have another solution."
Ah Lin screamed in his heart, "Hurry up and tell me!" He was in a hurry!
"Zhangtou, do you remember the itching powder I gave you before?"
Zhang Tou and the others also chose to stay at this point. He took out a purse from his arms and said, "Miss Song, I'm keeping the things."
"I don't have much of this stuff, but it's enough to buy time." Song Ci continued, "Alin, send someone out to look for him. Have you found any news?"
Speaking of this, Alin's tone was excited, "My people have sent a message saying that they are on the way back. But why does Miss Song know such a person..." He swallowed his saliva. This person's identity was not simple. He used to be a famous swordsman in the world.
Later, he hid in the mountains and forests, and never left the world. Those who practiced martial arts had heard of this name, and being able to invite him this time was a great help.
"It seems he is very powerful."
Alin wanted to say, it’s more than just amazing.
"Then I guess these itching powders can buy us quite a bit of time. Once that person arrives, we can try to fight the aliens head-on."
A Lin swallowed hard, "Miss Song, aren't you afraid of losing?"
Song Ci spread her hands nonchalantly, her expression still somewhat innocent. "We all died together, isn't this a kind of perfection? We have done our best and have no regrets."
Seeing how carefree she was, Alin didn't know whether to laugh or cry for a moment, but then he felt that what she said made sense.
They tried their best and have no regrets.
The foreigners tried hard to break down the gate, but the gate was small, so three of them had to hold a large log and keep hitting the door.
The first wooden bolt holding the door had broken, splitting right down the middle.
The second one didn't look like it would last long either, but the third one was better, being made of steel.
There were already people standing on the wall. The foreigners thought they were going to play tricks again and quickly retreated. However, when they saw that they had no weapons or oil in their hands, they immediately smiled and didn't take it seriously.
He even uttered dirty words like "Asi, @#￥! @￥@￥."
The soldiers looked at each other and instantly understood what Miss Song said. These foreigners only grew in body but not in brain.
It’s really stupid!
When they resumed their assault on the door, and thinking that the men in the house were helpless, the two men took action, and, seizing the purses, began to throw them downwards.
The white powder drifted down, and if you didn't know what it was, it would look pretty, just like snow.
The foreigners were not afraid and laughed at the powder and the soldiers on the wall.
Even if you don't understand what they're saying, you can still read their expressions, right? Their eyes are filled with disdain and contempt!
The two men were not angry and continued to pour powder.
A few mocking aliens simply walked forward, letting the powder fall on their bodies, and grinned mockingly at the soldiers on the wall.
As if to say, throwing flour is useless! Wait for death!
After throwing the powder, the two men clapped their hands. Seeing that some of it was still on their nails, they immediately jumped down the wall to wash their hands, ready to wait and see the foreigners make a fool of themselves.
The effect took about a cup of tea to occur, and outside there was another round of non-stop "Asi Bar" noise!
Every alien seemed to be crazy. They dropped what they were holding and scratched themselves frantically.
At first I just scratched, but it seemed not satisfying enough, like scratching an itch through a shoe, not satisfying enough.
As a result, he scratched even harder, and soon wherever his nails touched, there were traces of blood and...skin on the person's body.
The commander who was standing by and didn't take it seriously soon discovered something was wrong and immediately sent someone to stop it.
But those people were like crazy. Not only did they not listen, they would beat anyone who stopped them from scratching.
There was a lot of itching, hitting, and chaos.
What’s even more terrifying is that those who are scratching themselves seem to be unaware of the pain. Even though the wounds are already bloody and mangled, they still keep scratching. Their nails are filled with their own flesh and blood, and even skin.
Everyone around was stunned and shouted that it was witchcraft!
The commander remembered the white powder just now, and hurriedly scolded someone to get water and pour it on these people.
When the water was poured, the scratching movement slowed down a little, but soon it returned to its previous speed, and even scratched harder and harder.
Song Ci curled his lips. This kind of itching powder is best to clean when it is on the surface of the skin, but if it is scratched and penetrates into the flesh and merges with the blood, the itch will penetrate deep into the bone marrow and will not stop until the intestines are pierced and the internal organs are scattered.
Seeing that these people were truly beyond help, one of them even dug out his own eyeballs.
Many people vomited immediately.
Some were killed by a single sword strike, and even more died in battle, but it is even more terrifying when someone killed himself.
In order to prevent everyone from being scared, the commander had no choice but to order these people to go up and kill those who were scratching with a knife, to avoid more pain and to avoid continued low morale.
At this point, the two sides are already at war to the death.
So many foreigners have died, and they hate Song Ci and others to the core. If they can't capture them today, they may not be able to capture them in the future.
But this time, facing the last wave of fierce attacks from the foreigners, even Song Ci was in trouble.
I have exhausted all possible solutions. What should I do?
Suddenly, a voice came from behind, "Thank you everyone, come with me to fight the enemy!"
Song Ci turned her head and looked, tears in her eyes.
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