Chapter 103

"What?" Qiu Zhen looked at Xiao Muqing reading the full text suspiciously.

Xiao Muqing said: "It's too early to use kerosene now, please be patient!"

Qiu Zhen frowned and said, "Now we can no longer stop the barbarians. If we don't use kerosene, the barbarians will come and kill us!"

Xiao Muqing smiled easily and said: "It's not too late to wait until then." Seeing Qiu Zhen's disapproval, Xiao Muqing took a step forward, leaned against his side, and whispered in his ear: "Master Qiu is just a genius. A general who has learned a lot is a rare person, but I am afraid that his actual combat experience is not as good as that of his subordinates. Please think twice about your subordinates’ suggestions!”

Qiu Zhen stared at Xiao Muqing and remained silent.

Xiao Muqing added: "Now the enemy is facing us. Once the city is breached, our lives will be at risk. Therefore, if I am not completely sure, I will never speak to you at this time."

Qiu Zhen sighed secretly. Xiao Muqing's words were polite on the surface, but in fact they were merciless. However, what he said was true. His experience against the enemy was indeed far inferior to that of Xiao Muqing, who had been in the army for nearly ten years, especially against barbarians.

After a moment of silence, Qiu Zhen raised his head, looked directly into Xiao Muqing's eyes, and said seriously: "I hope you won't kill all the more than 10,000 brothers in the city!" As he spoke, he handed the flag in his hand to Xiao Muqing, Said: "Now I'll let you take command!"

Xiao Muqing was also surprised that Qiu Zhen could take the initiative to delegate power to herself at the critical moment. She looked at Qiu Zhen and then at the Ling Qi handed to him. He wanted to reach out to take it, but he hesitated and looked at Ling Qi in a daze.

"Xiao Shenjun, what are you waiting for?" Qiu Zhen asked in a calm voice.

Xiao Muqing came back to his senses and no longer hesitated. While taking the flag, he said, "Thank you, Mr. Qiu, for trusting me!" He held the flag in his hand, and his heart surged. Once upon a time, he also dreamed of holding the flag in his hand. The scene of commanding flags and commanding thousands of troops could not have been imagined to have become a reality today.

There was no time to sigh, so he waved his hand to call the herald and said: "Pass the order, the soldiers guarding the city must protect the kerosene. When to use it, it depends on my order flag!"

"Yes!" Xiao Muqing had the command flag in hand, and he was the current commander. How could the messenger dare to neglect, so he hurriedly agreed and ran away.

At this time, the barbarians invested more manpower in the siege. Except for the general, his personal guards, and the barbarian cavalry, almost all of them went to the battlefield. The ladders were set up in a row, and tens of thousands of barbarians were like wild beasts. General climbed up the city like crazy, and the Feng army defending the city also used all available city defense weapons.

The rolling logs and stones flying down from the top of the city were like hailstones, the arrows flying down were like raindrops, and the barbarian soldiers falling from the air were like dumplings. However, such a strong attack could not stop the barbarian soldiers. After a short time, the barbarian soldiers rushed to the top of the city. The barbarian soldiers who had just come up did not even have time to wave their weapons, and were stabbed all over by several or even dozens of oncoming spears, and they fell on their backs. Go down, but the barbarian soldiers who followed later rushed towards the many spears wildly. While they were stabbed into a hornet's nest, they also successfully overwhelmed countless defenders, buying time for their companions who followed behind.

Under such desperate tactics of the barbarians, the Feng army gradually became unable to withstand the attack, and more and more barbarians gathered on the top of the city.

When the Feng Army is on the defensive, it still has the advantage, but once the enemy attacks the city wall and turns into a face-to-face confrontation, the Feng Army is no match for the barbarian soldiers. Often two or three Feng Army soldiers cannot defeat a single barbarian soldier. The advantages and disadvantages of both sides on the battlefield were immediately clear.

Qiu Zhen, who was on the tower, had a clear view of the battlefield. He stamped his feet anxiously. If the barbarians had not attacked the city, we would still have had a chance to fight with the advantage of defending the city. Now that the barbarians had come, we had no choice but to fight. There is no advantage at all, and defeat is only a matter of time.

He slapped the arrows hard, turned around, glared at Xiao Muqing, and said angrily: "Do you want to kill us..."

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Muqing, who was standing motionless, suddenly raised his command flag and waved it repeatedly.

After receiving the order from the command flag, the wind troops who were in charge of the kerosene picked up the oil pan, roared and rushed to the edge of the city wall, pouring down the boiling scalding oil inside.

Some of the barbarians have already rushed up to the city wall, but more people are still climbing the ladders and waiting under the city wall. The fire oil is pouring down on their heads, which is a pain to the barbarians below who have not had time to climb to the top of the city. The kerosene is boiling hot, let alone being poured on your head. Even if the oil droplets stick to your skin, it can cause a big blister.

Just in an instant, there were screams on the ladders and under the city walls. Countless barbarian soldiers were so burned by the oil that their faces fell off, revealing blurred flesh and bones. The condition was so miserable that it was unbearable to witness. .

This was not over yet. After seeing all the kerosene pouring down, Xiao Muqing waved the command flag again, leaned half of his body out of the tower, pulled his neck and shouted: "Fire the rocket, light the oil!"

Following his order, the wind troops lit their arrows one after another, and for a while, rockets shot out from the city wall.

Once the kerosene was on fire, as the rockets fell, the border city suddenly turned into a sea of ​​flames, followed by shrill screams.

Those barbarian soldiers who were not affected by the kerosene or were only burned were in the sea of ​​​​fire. They were burned all over and screamed again and again. Their screams were so cruel that even the soldiers on the city wall felt terrified, and the air was filled with There was a strong smell of burnt flesh.

The leader of the barbarian soldiers obviously did not expect such a situation to occur. He was stunned for a moment and hurriedly ordered all the barbarian soldiers attacking the city to withdraw immediately.

The sea of ​​​​fire burned more and more fiercely, and the barbarian soldiers who were blocked outside could not move forward at all. Upon hearing the general's order to retreat, many barbarian soldiers turned around and retreated to their own camp.

They withdrew, and the barbarians under the city were burned to ashes, while those who had climbed up the city wall were immediately left alone. The situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly. These barbarian soldiers who rushed at the front thought that they were warriors knocking on the door of victory, but now, they have become soldiers who got into the door of death.

Behind them is a sea of ​​fire, and in front is a sea of ​​​​wind troops. It can be said that these thousands of barbarian soldiers have no way forward or backward. Although they still hold weapons tightly in their hands, although they still behave fiercely, their eyes have revealed The mood of despair, on the other hand, the morale of the Feng army was high, and the barbarian soldiers of thousands of people were divided into several sections and surrounded.

At this point in the battle, Xiao Muqing, who was on the tower, let out a long sigh in his heart. Although he looked calm on the outside, in fact, his heart was already in a ball. He was no less nervous than anyone present. He was the one delaying time and allowing the barbarians to attack the city. It was also his plan to pour kerosene to isolate the barbarians. Killing the enemy soldiers was secondary. The main purpose was to burn as many barbarian ladders as possible. As long as the barbarian ladders were insufficient, the barbarian soldiers would not be able to survive even if there were more manpower. Hard to function. His plan was a great success. This fire burned most of the ladders of the barbarian soldiers to ashes. At the same time, it also greatly killed the barbarian soldiers and severely weakened the opponent's spirit.

He turned his head and called the company's order soldiers again, saying: "Send my order to capture as many barbarians trapped on the city wall alive as possible, and those who stubbornly resist will be killed without mercy!"

"Yes! Join the army!" The commander of the First World War ordered. The messenger admired Xiao Muqing's ability and had great confidence in him. When he replied, he felt more confident and spoke loudly.

Xiao Muqing exhaled a breath, turned to Qiu Zhen, smiled slightly, and said, "Just now, I shocked you!" There was something in his words. On the surface, he was trying to appease Qiu Zhen, but in fact, he was insinuating that he couldn't calm down. There is no general style.

Qiu Zhen came to his senses and looked at Xiao Muqing in surprise. No matter what kind of person Xiao Muqing is, his ability is indeed outstanding. He is calm in the face of danger, has a cool head, and has rich experience. This person is an opponent who can frighten the enemy on the battlefield.

Hearing the sarcasm in his words, Qiu Zhen was not angry, at least on the surface. He smiled calmly and wrote lightly: "I can't say I'm scared. It's just my first time facing barbarians, so I'm a little nervous." As he said this, After saying this, he turned his eyes and looked at the command flag that Xiao Muqing held tightly in his palm.

Now that the barbarian soldiers have temporarily withdrawn, there are many casualties, and most of the ladders have been burned down. It will be difficult to launch an offensive for a while. Logically speaking, Xiao Muqing should return the flag to Qiu Zhen at this time, but the latter can hold it safely and use it comfortably. .

Deliberately ignoring Qiu Zhen's eyes, Xiao Muqing chuckled, turned to look outside the city, and said quietly: "The barbarians suffered a big loss when they attacked the city for the first time. If they attack the city again, they will use all their strength. When we resist, we will It’s very difficult!”

Qiu Zhen frowned and asked, "What should we do? Repeat the same trick and use fire attacks?"

Xiao Muqing shook his head and said: "The enemy is already prepared. If we attack with fire, it will be difficult to achieve results. Now we can only rely on Mr. Tang. If Mr. Tang can arrive in time, we can defeat the enemy. If you can't come, we can defeat the enemy." , I’m afraid we will be... in danger!"

Qiu Zhen's heart trembled and he asked: "How do you think the barbarians will attack the city next?"

Xiao Muqing replied: "Either attack from all sides, or use the spiritual warriors as the lead to attack the city gate!"

Qiu Zhen took a breath. If the barbarian soldiers really spread out and besieged the four city walls, then their defense would have lost its focus. There were not many manpower. If they were scattered around the four city walls, they would probably be completely destroyed by the barbarian soldiers. Break. After listening to Xiao Muqing's analysis, Qiu Zhen's expression became serious.

The more than a thousand soldiers left on the city wall by the barbarians did not resist for long. Except for some who were killed, all of them became prisoners of the Feng army.

Xiao Muqing ordered these barbarians to be tied up and pushed to the front of the city. Even if they could not serve as hostages, they could still be used to deter the enemy.

The first siege failed miserably, causing the barbarian soldiers to suffer considerable losses, with more than 10,000 casualties. Before the barbarian soldiers could launch the next round of attack, dust was flying from behind the camp, and a group of troops came quickly.