Several jars of lamp oil fell down, killing and injuring many refugees below.
The fire was still burning. In the light of the fire, the refugees on the ground were wailing in pain. Some were burned, some were wounded by arrows, some were hit by stones, and some were already dead.
The refugees behind seemed to be fearless of death and rushed forward one after another.
It’s really strange. Refugees are also ordinary people, how could they not be afraid of death?
Song Yuehua was on the top of the wall, protecting the three masters and apprentices below.
At this moment, the gate made a noise and sounded a little loose. The refugees below held the battering ram and rammed it hard several times. The gate was broken with a bang, and a big hole appeared.
Many refugees rushed in, Liu Xue exclaimed, Song Yuehua didn't look back and just said, "Don't worry, cover the front."
The refugees rushed in through the broken doorway. Duan Yidao and his three disciples were still fighting outside. Song Yuehua followed them closely and kept shooting arrows.
Zhou Dafu and a group of villagers were guarding in front of the second gate, each holding a sharp knife in their hands, looking ready to confront the enemy at any time.
The refugees who broke in were led by a tall man holding a big knife and an axe in his hands. After breaking in, he was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that there was a second wall behind the first wall.
Then, he stared at Zhou Dafu and others fiercely and shouted, "Charge!"
Led by a leader, the refugees behind followed suit, raising their arms and shouting, and more and more people rushed in.
Suddenly, the smile on the man's face turned into fear. The ground beneath his feet loosened and he fell down as if he had lost weight.
A long and sharp bamboo pole pierced through his chest, and the tip of the bamboo was covered with bright red blood. His roar was also interrupted because another sharpened bamboo pierced his throat.
Ever since the ground collapsed, screams and wailing could be heard. Liu Xue couldn't help but look back and was shocked.
The big pit dug underneath was revealed, filled with sharpened bamboos. A dozen refugees stepped on the cover above and fell into the pit one by one. Their intestines and stomachs were pierced by the sharp bamboos. They were in excruciating pain and wailed non-stop. This tragic scene was like a painting of hell in a picture book.
Many people vomited. Zhang Daniu and Zhang Erniu, who were originally standing at the front, also felt a little nauseous. Only Zhou Dafu bit his tongue and watched coldly, suppressing his nausea.
Wang Heidan held a big knife and laughed, "Guess why we don't go through the main door?"
The people outside didn't dare to come in for a while. At this time, someone shouted, "For the leader!"
"For the Master!"
All the refugees shouted loudly. The people outside the door seemed to have swept away all their confusion and fear. They looked excited and rushed in fearlessly. Even though they knew there was no way out, they jumped in one after another until the gaps between the bamboo poles were filled. The people at the back stepped on their companions and kept rushing forward.
"Mad man... Mad man..." Zhang Erniu was so scared that his face turned pale and he kept backing away.
Seeing this group of people desperate for their lives, Wang Heidan cursed, "I should have dug a deeper pit earlier."
Suddenly, a thin man flew forward, stepped on his accomplice, flipped over and came to the open space. As soon as he raised his sword, all the villagers fled.
At this moment, Wei Da came forward, sword against sword. The two were equally matched in body movement and strength. For a while, the fight was back and forth, and it was difficult to determine the winner. Zhou Dafu watched from the side, feeling anxious.
"Uncle Dafu, let me go." Zhao Tieniang appeared next to Zhou Dafu at some point.
"You still..."
Before he could finish his words, Zhao Tieniang rushed out.
Zhou Dafu, "..."
Zhao Tieniang held the scimitar with a solemn expression, and stabbed the man a few times whenever she found a chance. The man became furious when he saw that a little kid dared to attack him. As soon as his other hand was free, he drew out the dagger and threw it at Zhao Tieniang.
Wei Da took advantage of his opponent's distraction, dodged to the side and came behind him, slashing with both swords. The man staggered forward and stopped. He looked down in disbelief at the scimitar inserted into his abdomen. But a moment later, Wei Da swung his sword from behind and the man spit out a mouthful of blood, fell to the ground, and never breathed again.
Zhao Tieniang wiped the blood off her face and walked away without any expression.
Zhou Dafu was shocked by Zhao Tieniang's bravery. He shook his head violently and ordered the villagers to retreat.
Many more people rushed out from the darkness. Song Yuehua asked Liu Xueren to protect the people below. She picked up a jar and lit it. Then she stepped on the wall and threw it with all her strength. The oil jar hit a group of people in the distance, and suddenly a big fire broke out in that area.
The people who entered through the main gate had already trampled out a path and were ready to attack the second gate.
Zhou Dafu saw that almost all the people had come in, and he shouted, "Close the door and beat the dog!"
The hemp rope net dropped from the sky and caught everyone. Zhou Dafu shouted again, "Light the fire!"
The oil-soaked net quickly caught fire, and everyone inside began to struggle. Some people ignored the burning and tore at the net. After finally pulling it free, no one came out, and Zhou Dafu shouted again, "Release the net!"
Another layer of oil net came down, covering the sky.
The refugees struggled in the net of fire. Zhou Dafu saw that the time was almost right and shouted, "Stone!"
Huge wooden boards were dropped from the air and tilted on the top of the fire net. Soon, huge rocks rolled down from above and all hit the fire net. Seeing the people inside dying, some villagers who could not hold back picked up their weapons and started hacking at the group of people.
Zhou Dafu suddenly saw a small figure in the crowd. At first glance, it turned out to be Zhao Tieniang. He originally wanted to bring the person back, but after seeing that she killed a person with one knife at such a young age, he retracted his outstretched hand.
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