Chapter two hundred and fifty first battle
Looking at the defeated warrior, the four leaders' faces became even more gloomy.
Baitu's face looked very ugly. At this moment, the wrinkles on his face looked even more wrinkled, like a dried orange peel. Looking at the enemy in the distance, he said leisurely: "I have heard that there are sharp arrows in the Salt Department, but I didn't expect that they were so powerful. If they didn't get rid of their archers, no matter how many people we go, they would just die."
"How can our flesh and blood bodies resist those sharp bronze arrows!" Huya said worriedly.
As soon as these words were said, several leaders fell silent. This gap in weapons was not something that humans could compete with. Although the four coalition forces were large and powerful, how many warriors could rush to the enemy under the cover of the rain of arrows?
"We will discuss this later. The enemy's weapons are sharp and we are not convenient to fight with them. This wall is a good thing. If they want to come in, they must overcome this obstacle. We will use this wall to kill the enemy!" The leader of the Qingteng tribe patted the wall and said slowly.
"That's true. When our tribe attacked the Youyan Tribe before, they stopped our people by relying on the wall. Now so many of us can definitely defend it!" Huya shouted.
At night, there were fires at the Yanmen camp, and the fragrance of food spread out and spread to the enemy. The soldiers of the four ministries stretched their necks and looked at the fire in the dark with saliva.
The darkness provided good cover for some people. In the Fire Tribe, a sneaky figure carefully avoided the warriors patrolling back and forth, and moved gently in the darkness.
"The tribe has finally come here. Tsk tsk, this smell is so fragrant. The Fire Tribe still has to resist stubbornly. I really don't know how to live or die. Huya and you all the elders who are above you. But I will let you experience it when I go, and I will exchange your heads for my future future!"
The wings in the dark smell the fragrance in the air and fantasize about the beautiful life of the future.
After evading a team of patrol soldiers, their wings quickly sneaked towards the ground where the slaves were imprisoned.
"Play!"
After two slight clapping sounds, two coughs suddenly came from the cage.
The code met, and a low male voice came from the dark cage, "Have you called me?"
"Yeah, call it!"
"When will we act!"
"Tomorrow, you have a good rest tonight, and wait for my order tomorrow!"
"I understand, thank you this time!"
"You don't have to thank me. I will do my best as I told you. It depends on tomorrow whether I die or live."
"Don't worry, we've been waiting for this day for too long."
At this time, a team of patrol soldiers walked towards this side.
Hearing the footsteps, Fly lowered his voice, "I won't say much, I'll leave first and be ready tomorrow."
As he said that, he threw a bronze dagger inside and hurriedly lurked into the darkness and gradually faded away.
As the darkness faded and the sun rose, soldiers from the Salt Division hurriedly had breakfast, and the craftsmen pushed out two assembled ladders and crashed cars.
"Order the people of the Hua Tribe to launch an attack. After this war, let them become free people!" Wang Lang ordered.
The messenger quickly ordered Wang Lang's words.
These soldiers who had been slaves in the Youyan Tribe for half a year were immediately so happy when they heard the news. Although the Youyan Tribe abolished slavery half a year ago, their lives did not improve much.
After they were not slaves, they needed to earn copper coins themselves, but the copper coins given to them by the tribe were pitifully low, so they could only barely maintain that they would not be starved to death, and their status could be said to be extremely low.
Seeing that the newly joined savages had a whole set of undyed clothes, and they only had a torn shorts wearing them, they felt extremely inferior.
Being a free people has become their greatest wish, and now they can realize this wish by rushing over, which makes them extremely motivated.
These prisoners of the Hua Tribe who were used as cannon fodder pushed the cart and carried the ladder and howled towards the wall.
"Chief, they attacked!"
A soldier reported a pale face.
"Order the archers to shoot arrows and stop them!" Huya roared.
The messenger ran wildly on the city wall, urging the archers on the city wall to attack.
The archers of the Fire Tribe constantly attacked with their simple bows and arrows.
Although these bows and arrows are not strong enough, and the arrows are only made of stone arrows and beast teeth, they still cause certain damage to these prisoners without any protective ability.
The captives fell down one by one, and fell to the ground without dying and kept wailing, all of which tormented their fragile nerves.
Wang Lang looked at the prisoners who were slowing down and said coldly: "Tell Lin Huo, if anyone retreats, kill them!"
Lin Huo was ordered and immediately sent a team of archers to come forward and aimed the arrow at the prisoners. As long as they dared to take a step back, they would be ruthlessly shot.
Facing his companions lying beside him one by one, some people with weak minds began to feel fear, and stopped and turned around and ran backwards.
But what desperately awaited them was that at the moment they turned around, the cold arrows that flew over.
The archers shot and killed some defeated soldiers and immediately stabilized the situation of defeat. The remaining prisoners could be said to have no way out of heaven and no way to enter the ground, so they could only rush forward with a tough bullet.
"Tell the order to Lin Huo, Kong Yi attack!"
"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!"
The dull drum sounded, and the soldiers wearing bronze armor immediately charged with their spears. The archers followed closely behind and kept shooting towards the city walls to suppress the enemy's archers.
The prisoners who rushed to the city were trembling and curled up under the city walls, and the ubiquitous shouts of killing made them frightened.
Under the suppression of hundreds of archers, the enemies on the city wall could not raise their heads at all. The spearmen took this opportunity to quickly rush under the wall, ordering the prisoners to set up a ladder and climb up quickly.
"Push them down, push them down!" Huya shouted at the top of her lungs.
I originally thought that I could resist this wall for a while, but when I saw these ladders that were already set on the wall, my face was pale.
When a spearman was about to climb the wall, the enemy above pushed the ladder away from the wall with several spears.
The soldier was shocked and saw his body falling backwards, screaming and falling to the ground, not knowing life and death.
"Climb, climb quickly! The soldiers continue to attack, and the prisoners knocked the door open to me!"
Kong Yi roared.
The archers are now shooting enemies under the city walls, and the enemy who was shot falls off the city wall with screams. After a brief fight, blood flows into a river under the city walls, and dense corpses are piled up.
Chapter completed!