There was a booming sound, and countless shattered streams pierced the sky like falling stars.
This sudden change caused the Yunyang army's siege progress to stagnate instantly. Countless people climbed the city wall but didn't know whether to take a step up. Some people were ignited by the flames, let go of their hands in pain, and jumped down from the height. Yunyang's generals were also stunned there, not knowing whether to command a retreat or continue to attack, they could only watch helplessly as the area covered by the sea of flames grew wider and wider.
It was a flame fueled by human life, as if it had been burned from hell, and it would never go out until it burned everything up.
Lord Yunyang's first reaction was some kind of magic, but after thinking about it for a while, he felt that it was impossible. There are only a few famous magicians in this world, and the unowned magicians are almost extinct. Where can Lide find a second magician besides Felita? But judging from the situation of defending the city just now, Felita's magic power has obviously been exhausted, so where does the raging fire come from now
Lord Yunyang would rather see the scene of Wangdongying and Xuanjiaying fighting desperately than this scene.
Fighting with manpower is nothing more than the number of people, the quality of equipment, the level of morale, and the availability of food and grass, all of which are within the controllable range of Lord Yunyang. It's as if Wang Dongying looked like a god of war yesterday, but if he didn't retreat in time, the whole army would soon be wiped out. Because their numbers were decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye, Lord Yunyang could easily calculate how many casualties they would have to pay to take them down.
But now, Lord Yunyang is caught in a dilemma.
He had never seen such a fire, so he understood it as some kind of magic at first. Since it is magic, such a massive flame must consume a lot of magic power. Yunyang's army has the upper hand on the battlefield. If the magician who hides in the dark can be exhausted with the exchange tactics, then the siege plan can be maintained.
Lord Yunyang looked coldly at the soldiers struggling in the fire, those wailing in pain seemed to have nothing to do with him. War is ruthless, and he doesn't care about the lives of those soldiers, even if many of them fought side by side with him back then.
The fire showed no signs of extinguishing for a while, and without his ordering, the momentum of the Yunyang soldiers attacking the city had already slowed down.
They were only instigated by the high bounty, and the enthusiasm that was easily incited was naturally easily cooled by setbacks.
At this moment, there was a burst of lightning and thunder in the sky, and the cold wind blew Lord Yunyang's sleeves.
Lord Yunyang raised his head, only to feel a cold liquid falling on his face.
-It's raining.
In the south in summer, the rain always falls when it is said, and stops when it is said to stop. Pedestrians who are lucky and do not bring umbrellas are often drowned by sudden rainstorms. This is a characteristic of the climate and cannot be changed by manpower. It is reasonable to say that the heavy rain will have a huge disadvantage for the attacking party, because the city wall slips when it rains, which is not conducive to climbing, but now this rain has become their hope for continuing to attack.
Lord Yunyang's eyes fell on the layers of dark clouds, and the corners of his mouth curved upward unconsciously.
God's will is still on his side after all! Monarchs, ministers, fathers, sons, all things operate according to their objective rules, and the rebellious son who disobeyed his orders and raised the banner of rebellion against him was eventually punished by heaven. Perhaps the flame magic just now was Fang Shisan's final counterattack, but unfortunately, heavy rain is coming.
The torrential rain poured down like a torrential rain, descending on the world in an instant with the posture of washing away everything.
The personal guards helped Lord Yunyang hold an umbrella, but Lord Yunyang's attention was all on Xiaxin City, and he shouted:
"Attack, attack! Their fire is about to go out, take this opportunity to take down Xiaxin City, and the bounty... will be doubled! Don't back down, don't give them a chance to breathe, and rush forward, Xiaxin City is almost finished!"
Yunyang's army looked up, and sure enough, the heavy rain was slowly taking away the last life of the soldiers in Yuxi City.
Their movements began to become sluggish, and the falling frequency of various rolling stones and falling trees was not as good as before.
Although some strangely dressed people are waiting in front of them, those guys look very weak. They don't have big muscles on their bodies, and they don't wear strong armor. Obviously, the training intensity is far from that of Wangdongying and Xuanjiaying. The existence of the army and the like, such people were pulled to the front line, which showed that the defenders really had nothing to do.
"dash forward!!"
I don't know who yelled first, the enthusiasm that was dried up by the fire overflowed again.
The heavy rain is a new layer of armor they put on their bodies, and they have to stay away from ordinary flames. A new round of siege battles had already begun, and the sound of crashes and bombardments on the city gate was like a drum shaking the sky and the earth. The soldiers of Yunyang yelled as they climbed the city wall and attacked frantically. It was raining heavily. Many people fell off the city wall and were smashed to pieces, but more people continued to move forward stepping on the corpses of their companions.
However, at this moment.
The reserve army in their eyes dropped a new round of defensive weapons in such a plain and boring manner.
There were no rolling stones, no fallen logs, no hot boiling oil, just small objects filled with unknown liquids, which looked so inconspicuous—at least, before these things were thrown down and exploded.
The flame exploded again like a maggot attached to the bone, enveloping everyone within the range. The soldiers in Yunyang found out with horror that the rain could not extinguish this kind of flame at all, or the power of the flame was far greater than this torrential rain. It was only at this time that Lord Yunyang realized the seriousness of the problem. Fang Shisan did not have a second magician in his hands. What they used was a brand new weapon that no one had seen before and could not be quantified.
It can cause large-scale damage with a simple throw, and it is a weapon that even ordinary people can use.
While Lord Yunyang was in a daze, a pitch-black gun barrel on the city wall was quietly pointed in this direction.
In the Shenji Battalion, two officers exchanged in low voices:
"It's within range, do you want to fight?"
"The turret and artillery shells are limited... It is agreed that this time the launch will be based on incendiary bombs, so as not to expose more hole cards."
"Tsk. But Yunyang Wei and Yunyang's Keqing are not here now, so there is a good chance that this cannonball will pass."
"...Why don't you try?"
"Try it. The general also said that we are allowed to act cheaply this time. Anyway, it doesn't matter if we miss or are defended. It's a blood profit, and it's not a loss."
"Okay, adjust the angle. I'll be your second-in-command."
A shell wrapped in pure copper was stuffed into the barrel.
A small cluster of flames ignited in the fuse, and the two men held out their hands to shield themselves from the rain until the fuse burned out.
There was a loud bang.
The flames pierced the dark cloud-covered sky with a sharp crackling sound.
It is like the first ray of sunshine piercing the long night, announcing the arrival of a new era.