Tang Dynasty

Chapter 631: Gongxi Gantang has a new chant (middle)

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The city was not far away with a stone's throw, and the daring warriors from these cities were almost three-by-two, and they rushed to the trenches of the thief army with dust and smoke.

In the midst of the increasingly fierce drums rumbling at the top of the city, they swung their swords and guns with great morale, and they were about to pounce in it, but suddenly they all fell to their heads without knowing why.

It's like hitting a lot of invisible obstacles out of thin air, just like this, one after another fell and piled on the ground, a few breaths were stacked to form an irregular wall of people.

"Damn it, I'm afraid that the bandit is used, and the thief army must have follow-up countermeasures. Open the door quickly to make people respond..."

Huang Sheng, whose face changed drastically on the head of the city, also shouted in hatred.

Then, the thieves who turned and fled into the trenches also stood up one after another as if responding quickly, and raised their weapons and cards. However, they did not take advantage of the momentum to fight back as expected. Instead, a piece of gray and black fireworks exploded among them like fried beans.

In an instant, if it was close at hand but not far away, the long stack of defenders who had not yet had time to climb up, seemed to burst into a lot of bloody dust and mist; they screamed loudly and screamed and rushed again on the spot. Fell to the ground.

For a while, the wall of people that was blocked seemed to have been cut down several floors out of thin air; only a piece of corpses were left lying still, and the surviving soldiers who were struggling and moaning pressed underneath.

However, the subsequent defenders and soldiers were inspired and guided by the drums on the wall. You have the courage to climb and step on the bodies of the same robe who are struggling between life and death, and they are more and more courageous and courageous. An army of thieves fighting in an array of dozens of steps away.

Then they did not take a few steps, but again fell to the ground out of thin air; at this time, the defending soldiers had already learned how to behave, and suddenly someone jumped up with their dexterity and dexterity and wanted to turn. Bypass this invisible obstacle.

However, the array of thieves who were bending over and doing something busy suddenly straightened their bodies and released rows of fireworks again, and the defenders who wanted to get up after being caught, also seemed like Was flogged by the invisible force at close range.

Many of the people who were the first to bear the brunt were slanted eyes, grim-faced, and frightened. Once again, blood splattered from the head, face, chest, abdomen, and wailing and screaming and falling to the ground. Some people's helmets burst open suddenly, and their heads shattered into pieces. .

Only then did the survivors who were tripped to the ground noticed from a close distance that the current array of thieves were actually three rows standing upright over the shoulders, chest level, flat ends, and flat squatting stands after the trenches.

At the moment when they all radiated fireworks, even if they looked from a distance as if there were only a row of confrontations in front of them, they were nearly three times as likely to kill as they approached the battlefield.

However, this discovery is already too late; in this interval between closer distances, someone can already hear the faint whistling in the wind breaking through the air, or skimming into the air to draw an almost invisible trajectory.

Then more invisible powers penetrated and penetrated their bodies under the armor one after another, and more bright and mysterious blood blossoms, blood fog, and painful wailing sounded out of thin air.

However, there are still dozens of lucky people, or the fish that slipped through the net, relying on the cover and stepping of the fallen comrades, and took advantage of the third invisible obstacle.

But sparsely rushed to the shallow trench, struggling to slash and stab the knife and spear in his hand. Then their bodies stopped again one after another, and they were lifted back into flight again.

It was suddenly raising Rulin’s spearhead from the edge of the shallow trench, and the cold light shimmering half a foot of the sharp blade pierced and smashed their unstoppable figure, and the last wave of impact was like a small slapping lightly scattered. The waves dispel the invisible. . . .

In the end, there was a general with a disheveled hair and bloodstained body. He tremblingly got up from the pile of corpses, and then shouted with a miserable and desperate hoarse and broken gong: "This is the demon method, the thief army's. The demon method is really unstoppable..."

While staggering and turning around, he overturned and knocked a few people over involuntarily, and ran away without his life. At this time, some people also noticed that Zuo Fei, who led them in the middle, was headed by Du Zong, who had already been suppressed by the stacked corpses, and there was no life or movement.

Then the remaining survivors also woke up from the embers of some kind of fanaticism and paranoia, and seemed to disintegrate and seep into the ground, rushing into the footsteps of fleeing.

Afterwards, the soldiers and horses in the city who opened the door again and rushed out to respond, also seemed to be shocked by the sound of knocking on the gold plate; they all showed incredible expressions to restrain the pace of running forward, and the formation was scattered. Turn around again and return to the city.

They fled so resolutely and decisively that the previously defeated soldiers were beyond the reach. Before the opponent could catch up, they couldn't wait to shut them out a few times.

Lu Piaobo let out a sigh of relief and dropped the flared gun in his hand. Turning his head and glanced at the loose line that was waiting in his spare time behind him. That was the grenadiers who had already inserted a circle of fist-sized elliptical projectiles around their waists, and were ready to launch with the ignition tube installed.

It seems that they are no longer needed to cover and sweep the formation; otherwise, these powerful throwing firearms will explode in front of the formation, and the flying debris and impact smoke may still have a certain probability of accidentally injuring the same robe in front of the formation. .

As the enemy in front of him receded like a tide, then there was a peace soldier hurriedly stepped forward, opened the corpses that were pressed together, and made up for the ones below that hadn't died, and by the way the things that blocked them were recovered. And reorganize.

It was exuding metallic luster in the air, but it was mottled by blood and hooking dirt. Several juxtaposed thick iron wires were alternately nailed into the ground with solid drills and wooden stakes at certain intervals. Beyond the line of sight becomes an "invisible" barrier in a sense.

And on these iron wires, there are deliberately hinged and kinked sharp protrusions, enough to hook most of the world's armor and protective gear, and even tear the flesh of the human body, creating a severe pain that makes people feel absent and stagnant.

What's even better is that these iron wires are much lighter and easier to carry than any horse-rejection, fence, and picket; a section of defense line of twenty or thirty steps can be rolled up to be a plate, whether it is a horse or a person, you can follow the march. .

Even if it is cut or damaged, it can be easily repaired and re-arranged. As long as the broken part is re-entangled and tightened with a special clamp and other tools, you can continue to use it. It can be called a home travel, killing and arson, ah no, it should be a good weapon for marching and camping and killing the enemy.

"Is this the wire block... Unfortunately, the cost is still a bit more expensive, otherwise it can be deployed everywhere..."

As the school lieutenant who led this group of soldiers, he also secretly mumbled to the camp who was responsible for the evaluation of the battlefield by another name.

After all, because of the limitation of production capacity, that is, as the first mover and the elite selection sequence that are specifically responsible for suppressing the enemy's gates and preventing them from easily fleeing, they can be equipped with this new special equipment for use with firearms.

Looking at the crying defeated pawn under the city, the iron-stained Huang Sheng raised his hand for several times, but in the end he couldn't make up his mind to let them take refuge in the capital. Even the thief army in the distance showed no signs of taking the opportunity to chase it out.

After he forced an arrow to be expelled from the city, he eventually shot over several screaming and crying defeated pawns, forcing them to cry and escape from the distance under the city wall. But someone ran around the other end of the city wall and shouted:

"It's not good, those newly arrived thieves used a demon technique, which caused the Taibaijinxing to fall..."

"Brothers were horrified and dare not go to the wall anymore. Please come and comfort the Lord..."

Then Huang Sheng, who was about to yell at him for being absurd and shaking the military's mind, heard a huge thunderous roar suddenly sounded from the other end of the city, and a cloud of smoke and dust was far visible;

Then there were more and more mournful and violent roars and noises.

In the city of Kuaiji, Zhou Huaian also listened to sporadic reports from the southern front. (End of this chapter)