The most powerful tyrant of the Sui Dynasty

At the moment of the fourth day, Hou Junji rode a war horse and looked at the dark and shiny Haishan City burning in front of him. The combustion performance of tung oil is still second, but I didn't expect that the burning tung oil sea mountain city is actually very slippery.

The ladder leans against it, and with a slight push from side to side, it slides to the side.

It is precisely because of this that the soldiers who attacked the city several times were pushed down.

"Kill!"

Last night, after a night of discussion, in addition to setting the policy of attacking for two more days, I also came up with a countermeasure to the slippery method of the ladder.

At the head of the ladder, wrap several layers of cloth.

Chen Qingzhi's originally depressed expression saw the Tang Dynasty's army rushing to kill again, and a fine light shot out of his eyes.

"All the big rocks are gone?"

"It was all over last night. "

Hearing the answer, Chen Qingzhi also knew the severity of this time.

"The heavy objects obtained from the people in the city were not brought up. "

On the second day after the end of the siege, Chen Qingzhi killed the former city lord in front of the people of the city, and at the same time scattered the wealth collected by the city lord.

After explaining the crisis after the city was broken, he also called on the people of the Sui Dynasty in the city to fight the enemy together.

I joined a lot of volunteer teams, but more of them collected things like kitchen knives, pots and pans at home, which had a certain offensive power, wrapped them in cloth into bags, and put them on the head of Haishan City.

"All the belongings of the city have arrived. "

There was a hint of urgency on the adjutant's face, and his words seemed exaggerated, but they were true.

Except for a few cauldrons in the city with more than 100 pairs of dishes and chopsticks, which are used in turn and washed in turns, the others have all been moved, and even the scissors have been disassembled and used.

"Okay, now, hold on. "

The army of the Tang Dynasty is constantly charging, and the soldiers at the head of the city are also desperately resisting.

Xiongkuohai Pei Yuanqing and several other generals led a team to extinguish fires everywhere. In addition to eliminating the Tang Dynasty soldiers who invaded the city, he was also responsible for instigating the ladders leaning against the city walls.

In the past, you could put it down if you provoked it at will, but now you have a bread cloth, and after climbing up a dozen people, only those generals can push it.

Kill.

Come on.

The soldiers of the Tang Dynasty were extremely brave, and the attacks in the past few days have made them stronger and stronger.

Originally, they were battle-hardened soldiers in the Tang Dynasty army, but they had been on the border for many years and had worn out their strong will. Now in the bloodbath, they have awakened again, training the strength of the iron-blooded army.

The soldiers of the Tang Dynasty attacked the city countless times, and killed countless times in the team led by a few generals.

Coming and going, even the majestic sea that can resist the jack gate feels a little tired, not to mention the soldiers he leads.

Chen Qingzhi, who was even more tired, hadn't closed his eyes for a few days, but his eyes were still clear. He didn't immediately order the last resort of defense, just because the time hadn't come yet.

Soon, even Wu Song was slightly injured, surrounded by more than a dozen Tang Dynasty soldiers, and a halberd pierced out of the gap and grazed into Wu Song's big head.

The ferocious Wu Song seemed to have entered Jingyanggang again, and two iron ring knives flew up, cutting dozens of heads in front of him.

This group of Tang soldiers was repulsed, and Wu Song's arm was also bleeding.

"Go down and wrap it up. "

Xiong Kuanghai, who came to support, saw that the enemy was killed and retreated by Wu Song, and came to fill the position.

"Fart. "

But he didn't think that Wu Song didn't appreciate it at all, and continued to rush towards another gap.

And Xiong Kuohai, who originally wanted to help plug the gap, also suffered a lot of minor injuries, and he didn't leave, so he could only smile bitterly. At this moment, the area guarded by Xiongkuohai was also broken through by Tang Bing, and he could only return to his own area.

"The first batch of weapons, put. "

The herald had been standing behind Chen Qingzhi, waiting for orders.

The moment he heard Chen Qingzhi speak, the soldier's legs seemed to be filled with gunpowder, and he rushed to the big drum like a fly, waving the command flag in his hand.

Seeing this long-lost red signal, hundreds of people picked up the cloth bags in their hands and threw them outside the city.

Crash.

What is that?

The thrown utensils are refracted in the sunlight and quickly turn from utensils into weapons, just a drop of tens of meters can turn anything into a tool for killing.

Bang.

Yes.

The ensuing sound made countless Tang Dynasty soldiers frightened.

What they are most afraid of when they attack the city these days is that the Sui army throws things from the city. Whether it's tung oil, or logs, or today's pots and pans, they all make them tremble.

"Panic, keep attacking!

Panic ensued, Hou Junji watched all this from a distance, and immediately issued an order.

After killing and wounding countless soldiers, those utensils fell to the ground, as if they were useless. But then, the attacking soldiers found that the cries of the wounded were still remembered.

One of the soldiers looked down and saw that the tools were not just dropped, they were all distorted into special shapes, some like vertical nails.

Those tools with all kinds of edges and corners were sprinkled under the city, and after countless Tang Dynasty soldiers who approached stepped on them, they immediately fell to the ground with their legs in their arms, and then were trampled to death by other people who rushed to death.

"Damn Chen Qingzhi. Damn the Sui Dynasty. "

At first, Hou Junji looked at it from a distance in confusion, but then he was furious after learning the truth from the soldiers who returned to him.

"Send a team of people to pick up the 'things' on the ground. "

He really didn't want to use those things as secret weapons, and his own soldiers were brought down by such things.

But soon, Hou Junji was relieved, he knew that Chen Qingzhi couldn't hold on.

In the past three days of attack, the blood stained the earth red, Hou Junji didn't care that most of the blood was his own soldiers, at this time, he had a smile on his face, waiting for the victory to come.

"Sir, they're starting to pick up what we've left behind. At this time, the city was full of people. "

After the herald rushed to Chen Qingzhi's side to return to his court, he immediately guarded the side.

In fact, there is no need for him to say, Chen Qingzhi has also seen everything, it is completely too late to rely on the heralds to convey orders, once the siege begins, Chen Qingzhi always runs around, directs the battle at the same time, and personally orders.

"The second batch, lost. "

In addition to pots and pans, wooden seats, thrown down, can also kill and injure enemies.

Chen Qingzhi shouted loudly to the people on the city, and threw all the larger and heavier household goods he brought to the city head together.

A scream sounded again, although it was effective, compared to the previous iron products, the effect was still much less, except for some larger wooden boxes, wardrobes, and others, it was only a smash.

At the same time, the generals of the Tang army quickly gave the order to raise their shields, and even fewer soldiers were attacked behind.

"Pour the last of the oil down and release the arrows. "

Chen Qingzhi, who had a hoarse voice, hurried to Pei Yuanqing's area and shouted with all his might.

Pei Yuanqing's soldiers, who followed the action, poured down all the last of the fire oil that had been guarding behind him, and at the same time, after the archers shot the last batch of bows and arrows that were lit with flames, they all took the halberds at hand and began to join the task of defending the city.

The moment the firelight exploded, the smile disappeared on Hou Junji's face. The miserable cry that followed showed the unwillingness in his heart, and he knew that no matter what happened today, he still couldn't break through Haishan City.

Seeing that the Tang army had no fighting spirit, Chen Qingzhi knew in his heart that it was impossible for the Tang army to break through the city, and then glanced at the gradually setting sun, Chen Qingzhi's eyes exuded a bit of hideousness.

"Xiongkuohai, Wu Song, Luo Cheng, Pei Yuanqing, come to my camp, tonight, it is the last night of Hou Junji!"