After a stalemate, seeing that their previous plan of showing weakness had been discovered, the other party did not hide anything and directly brought a battering ram to hit the door...
At this time, the fire tower that was lit high up was also extinguished by them, and the distance disappeared into darkness again.
The wooden block used to knock down the door below was obviously not of the same size as the large wooden stake carried by the cult members earlier.
Duan Yidao stared at the people below with a frown on his face, "Where did these people get the battering rams..."
Before he could finish his words, a huge rock suddenly fell from the sky and hit the top of the wall. Fortunately, Duan Yidao reacted in time, grabbed several disciples beside him, and rolled over to avoid it.
"Catapult!" Duan Yidao cursed, "Damn it, where did these soldiers and bandits come from to bully our own people!"
Song Yuehua felt a chill in her heart. The other party even brought a slingshot. Who were these people? Could it be that...
"Master Duan," Song Yuehua said, "I'll stay here, you go and carry the things over."
Duan Yidao thrust his sword into his waist and said, "Wait!"
Ji Ming and Jin Shaoyang climbed to the top of the wall and were on guard at all times.
The villagers on the top of the wall continued to shoot arrows and throw stones at the refugees below. The wooden door below was hit several times. Dao Xiaoyi threw a whole can of lamp oil at the people who were carrying the battering ram, but it only stopped them for a while. Another group of people came and continued to hit the door.
Song Yuehua put down her bow and arrow and picked up a 400-jin boulder. Everyone on the wall was stunned. Zhou Dafu shouted, and everyone went back to their own business.
"ah!"
Song Yuehua screamed and raised her head. At that moment, everyone resisted the urge to look, only Jin Shaoyang turned his head and was stunned.
Several short arrows flew towards Song Yuehua from outside the wall. Fortunately, Jin Shaoyang's aim was not accurate, and he shot them all down with a wave of his spear.
The refugees below continued to bang on the door. Suddenly, a huge stone fell from the sky and hit the middle of the battering ram with a bang...
The wood was smashed into pieces, a big hole was created at the gate, and the big rock was broken into several pieces.
The refugees below were also stunned. They raised their heads to look at the top of the wall, and saw stones of all sizes falling like rain.
Song Yuehua picked up the bow and arrow before she could catch her breath. When she was about to draw the bow and put the arrow, another big rock was thrown from a distance and hit the same place.
With Ji Ming and Jin Shaoyang protecting them, no one was hit, only Wen Xiaohua was stabbed in the leg by the rubble.
"You go down first." Zhou Dafu said after taking a look.
Wen Xiaohua was frightened and could only stand there while being helped back.
Song Yuehua kept estimating the trajectory of the stone and predicting the position of the catapult...
Although the battering ram was destroyed, the wooden door below was shaky. Zhou Ergui called a group of men to reinforce the door below, and Duan Yidao and the villagers carried the crossbow over.
Song Yuehua adjusted the direction based on several trajectory predictions. Duan Yidao and Dao Xiaoyi turned the bows on both sides. When Song Yuehua felt it was right, she stopped adjusting and pulled the trigger. The giant long arrow shot out with thunder.
"Girl, did you get hit?" Duan Yidao asked.
Song Yuehua sighed and said, "I don't know."
Zhou Dafu led the villagers to throw stones downwards, Liu Xue drew her bow and shot arrows beside them, and Ma Yong held a jar of lamp oil and poured it on the ladder, and the refugees on the ladder were burned and fell down.
There were many refugees like this. Ma Yong thought it was a waste of lamp oil, so he picked up a big rock and threw it down.
There were wailing sounds coming from under the wall.
Because they were too far away, Song Yuehua didn't dare to conclude whether the crossbow arrow hit the target or not. If the catapult could still be used, she could only fire another arrow. Duan Yidao and Zhao the blacksmith had made a total of five crossbow arrows in the past few months in the compound.
In other words, she only had four chances. No matter how thick the wall was, it couldn't withstand such a beating, and she didn't want to give up the first wall so quickly.
What Song Yuehua didn't know was that at this moment, a young man in black in the distance was staring at the catapult pierced by the long arrow, his face turning black.
"Boss, the trebuchet is no longer usable." a man said.
The young man in black said, "How could I not know?"
“We can use the extra wood to fill it in when we go back, and it will be done soon…” The man didn’t say anything else. He could feel the young man’s increasingly cold atmosphere.
After a while, Song Yuehua dared to guess that the other party only had one catapult, and the arrow just now should have hit.
The battering ram was smashed, the catapult was destroyed, and now only the ladder is left. This ladder is much more complicated than what you see on TV. It cannot be pushed and can only be hit with stones.
Duan Yidao walked up to her and whispered, "These things are not something that ordinary people can have..."
"The Desert Country?" Song Yuehua asked.
Duan Yidao glanced at the person next to him, shook his head and said, "No."
"That is..." Song Yuehua didn't dare to guess, Duan Yidao said, "Maybe there is something else going on..."
What kind of situation could allow a group of people to attack a village with so many siege equipment?
Which soldier camp couldn't afford food, so they came to their village to rob.
Song Yuehua felt angry.
But judging from the refugees attacking now, there are men, women, and the elderly, and from all appearances they do not look like they came out of the barracks.
Are they using refugees as cannon fodder?
While Song Yuehua was still thinking, the door below was broken open by a sturdy man. The moment the door fell to the ground, he laughed and said, "Tonight, I want to eat meat and drink wine!"
A large number of refugees poured into the broken gate. This group of people did not rush forward like the previous cult group, but walked forward cautiously on wooden boards.
As expected, we were prepared for their traps.
The moment the gate fell, all the villagers hid behind the second gate.
Zhou Ergui stood on the wall and shouted, "Release!"
The refugees who were standing on the wooden boards and feeling proud of themselves were suddenly knocked away by a horizontal beam swinging from the air. Some of them who did not stand firmly fell off the boards and were pierced by the sharp bamboos.
Between the second door and the first door, there were wooden beams hanging everywhere in the air.
"Oh my god, I want to go back..."
Many people were so frightened that they dared not move. They squatted on the wooden boards and trembled.
On the top of the second wall, there were many villagers who had practiced archery. Although their accuracy was not very good, they could always hit one or two targets because the people below did not dare to move.
The burly man who broke in the door first grabbed two people beside him and threw them out. He stepped on the two men and jumped onto the crossbar. After stabilizing his body, he was about to jump onto the wooden bridge next to him.
At this moment, a spear stabbed towards his throat.
Jin Shaoyang stopped in front of the man and said, "Since you're here, go and die!"
Seeing that the big man's physique was strong enough to fight against two Jin Shaoyangs, Zhou Dafu couldn't help but ask Duan Yidao, "Will Shaoyang be okay?"
Duan Yidao only glanced back and continued to draw the bow and arrow, saying, "Don't worry, he has good Qinggong skills, he won't die."
Zhou Dafu, "..."
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