Chapter 103 "How" Qiu Zhenhu looked at Xiao Muqing suspiciously.
Xiao Muqing said: "It's too early to use fire oil now, adults don't be impatient."
Qiu Zhen's brows twisted into a pimple, and said: "Now our side can't stop the barbarians, and if we don't use fire oil, the barbarians will be killed."
Xiao Muqing smiled lightly and said, "It's not too late to use it by then."
Seeing Qiu Zhen's face full of disapproval, Xiao Muqing took a step forward, put it to his side, and whispered in his ear: "Master Qiu is a rare strategist, but I am afraid that the actual combat experience is not as good as that of his subordinates, please think twice about the suggestions of his subordinates."
Qiu Zhen stared at Xiao Muqing and was silent.
Xiao Muqing said again: "Now that the enemy is present, once the city is broken, it will be difficult for us to protect our lives, so if I am not completely sure, I will never speak to the adults at this time." ” Qiu Zhen sighed secretly, Xiao Muqing's words were polite on the surface, but in fact they were not merciless at all, but what he said was also true, his experience in dealing with the enemy was indeed far inferior to Xiao Muqing, who had been in the military 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: "I hope you don't kill more than 10,000 brothers in the city" As he spoke, he handed the command flag in his hand to Xiao Muqing and said, "Now it's under your command for the time being."
At the critical moment, Qiu Zhen was able to take the initiative to delegate power to himself, Xiao Muqing was also surprised, looked at Qiu Zhen, and then looked at the Ling Qi handed in front of him, and wanted to reach out to pick it up, but he was a little hesitant, looking at Ling Qi in a daze.
"Xiao joins the army, what are you waiting for" Qiu Zhen asked rhetorically.
Xiao Muqing came back to his senses, no longer hesitated, and while taking the Ling Qi, he said: "Thank you Lord Qiu for your trust in his subordinates" He took the Ling Qi in his hand, his heart was surging, once upon a time, he also dreamed of holding the Ling Qi and commanding thousands of troops, but today it has become a reality. didn't have time to sigh, he waved his hand to call the herald and said: "Go down with the order, the soldiers defending the city must protect the fire oil, when to use it, look at my order flag."
"Yes" Xiao Muqing has the command flag in his hand, he is the current commander, how dare the herald slack, hurriedly agreed, and rushed away.
At this time, the barbarians invested more manpower in the siege of the city, except for the main general and his personal guards, almost all of the cavalry of the barbarians went to the battlefield, and the ladders set up were connected in a row, and tens of thousands of barbarians climbed up to the city like wild beasts, and the wind army defending the city also used all the city defense weapons that could be used.
Falling from the top of the city, the rolling logs, stones like hail, the arrows that flew down were like raindrops, the barbarians who fell from mid-air were like dumplings, but such a strong attack still could not stop the barbarians from rushing to kill, it was not long, there were already barbarians rushing to the city, the barbarians who had just come up did not even have time to wave their weapons, they were pierced by several or even dozens of spears on the face, and fell down on their backs, but then the barbarians who followed up frantically pounced on many spears, While being stabbed into a hornet's nest, he also managed to overwhelm countless defenders, buying time for his companions who followed.
Under such a desperate fighting style of the barbarians, the wind army gradually became unable to parry, and more and more barbarians gathered on the top of the city.
When the wind army is on the defensive, it still has an advantage, and once the enemy attacks the city wall and becomes a face-to-face confrontation, the wind army is not the opponent of the brute at all, often two or three wind troops can not defeat a brute, and the advantages and disadvantages of both sides on the battlefield are suddenly divided.
Qiu Zhen on the tower saw the battlefield seriously, he stomped his feet again and again, if the barbarians did not attack the city, their own side relied on the advantage of defending the city and had to fight, now the barbarians have been killed, their own side has no advantage at all, defeat is only a matter of time.
He slapped down the arrow stack fiercely, turned around sharply, glared at Xiao Muqing angrily, and said angrily: "Do you want to kill us?"
Before he finished his words, Xiao Muqing, who was standing still and not moving, suddenly raised the order flag and waved it again and again.
Receiving the order of the banner, the wind army who guarded the fire oil picked up the oil pot in unison, roared and rushed to the edge of the city wall, and poured the boiling fire oil inside.
Some of the barbarians had already rushed up the city wall, but many more were still climbing the ladder and waiting under the city wall.
The oil is hot, not to mention being poured on the head, even if the oil droplets stick to the skin, it can burn a big blister.
It's just that in an instant, the screams on the ladder and under the city wall are one after another, and countless barbarians are burned with fire oil and even their faces are peeled off, revealing vague flesh and bones, which are so miserable that people can't bear to witness.
This is not over, after seeing that all the fire oil was poured down, Xiao Muqing waved the order flag again, leaned out of the tower with half of his body, pulled his neck and shouted: "Put rockets, light oil" Following his order, the wind army lit arrows one after another, and for a while, rockets shot on the city wall.
As the rocket fell, the border city suddenly turned into a sea of fire, followed by a terrible scream.
The brutes, who had not been touched by the oil or who had only been burned, were in the midst of the fire, and they were burned all over their bodies, screaming and screaming so fiercely that even the wind troops on the city walls felt creepy, and the air was filled with a thick smell of burnt flesh and skin.
The commander of the barbarian army obviously did not expect such a situation, and was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly ordered all the barbarian soldiers besieging the city to withdraw immediately.
The sea of fire became more and more intense, and the barbarians who were blocked outside could not move forward at all, and after listening to the commander's order to retreat, many barbarians turned around and retreated to their own camp.
They withdrew, and the barbarians under the city were burned to ashes, and those who had already climbed the walls were immediately left alone.
The situation on the battlefield is so changing so quickly, these brute soldiers who rushed to the front thought that they were the warriors who knocked on the door of victory, but now they have become the dead soldiers who have penetrated the door of death.
Behind is the sea of fire, in front of the crowd of people and the wind army, it can be said that these thousands of brute soldiers are dead end no matter forward or backward, although they are still holding weapons in their hands, although the performance is still fierce, but the eyes have revealed despair, on the other hand, the wind army, morale is high, the thousands of barbarians are divided into several sections, and they are surrounded.
At this point in the battle, Xiao Muqing on the tower let out a long sigh in his heart, don't look at his calm appearance, in fact, his heart has already been twisted together, his nervousness is by no means inferior to anyone present, delaying time and conniving at the barbarians to go to the city is his plan, pouring fire oil to isolate the barbarians is also his plan, killing and injuring the enemy soldiers is secondary, the main purpose is to burn as many barbarian ladders as possible, as long as the barbarian ladders are insufficient, even if there are more barbarian manpower, it is difficult to play a role.
His plan can be regarded as a great success, this fire burned most of the ladders of the barbarians to ashes, and at the same time greatly killed and injured the barbarians, severely dampening the opponent's spirit.
He turned his head sideways and called the herald again, and said: "Pass my order, try to catch as many barbarians trapped on the city wall as possible, and kill those who resist stubbornly."
"It's to join the army" The commander of the First World War gave the order, and the herald admired Xiao Muqing's ability, and his confidence in him also increased greatly, and when he replied, he was a lot more confident and spoke loudly.
Xiao Muqing exhaled a breath of turbidity, turned his head to look at Qiu Zhen, smiled slightly, and said: "Just now, I frightened the adults" He had something to say, ostensibly to appease Qiu Zhen, but in fact, he was sarcastic that he couldn't hold his breath and didn't have the style of a general.
Qiu Zhen came back to his senses and looked at Xiao Muqing in surprise.
No matter what Xiao Muqing's personality is, but his ability is indeed outstanding, he is not chaotic in the face of danger, he is calm-headed, and with rich experience, this person is an opponent who can make the enemy frightened on the battlefield.
Hearing the mockery in his words, Qiu Zhen was not angry, at least on the surface, he smiled indifferently and wrote lightly: "It's not about being frightened, it's just the first time to fight against the brute, and I'm just a little nervous."
As he spoke, he turned his gaze to look at the Ling Qi that Xiao Muqing held tightly in his palm.
Now that the barbarians have temporarily withdrawn, there have been many casualties, and most of the ladder has been burned, it must be difficult to launch an offensive for a while and a half, it stands to reason that Xiao Muqing should return the order flag to Qiu Zhen at this time, but the latter is safe to hold and comfortable to use.
Deliberately ignoring Qiu Zhen's eyes, Xiao Muqing smiled, turned his eyes to look outside the city, and said quietly: "The barbarian soldiers suffered a big loss in attacking the city for the first time, and if they attack the city again, they will definitely use all their strength, and it will be very difficult for us to resist at that time."
Qiu Zhen frowned and asked, "Then what should I do to repeat the old trick and attack with fire?"
Xiao Muqing shook his head and said: "The enemy has already taken precautions, and it is difficult to achieve results by attacking with fire, now we can only rely on Lord Tang, if Lord Tang can arrive in time, we can break the enemy army, if the Lord can't come, I'm afraid we will be more than lucky."
Qiu Zhen trembled in his heart and asked, "How do you think the barbarians will attack the city next?"
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Xiao Muqing replied: "Either attack from all sides, or take the lead with spirit warriors and take the city gate."
Qiu Zhen gasped, if the barbarians were really scattered and besieged the four city walls, then their own defense would lose its focus, and there would not be much manpower, and if they were dispersed to the four city walls, I am afraid that a lot of them would be broken by the barbarians.
After listening to Xiao Muqing's analysis, Qiu Zhen's face also became solemn.
The more than 1,000 soldiers who remained on the city wall did not resist for long, and all of them, except for some who were killed, were taken prisoner by the Feng army.
Xiao Muqing asked these brutes to be tied up and pushed in front of the city, even if they could not play the role of hostages, they could also be used to deter the enemy.
The first siege failed miserably, so that the losses of the barbarians were not small, with more than 10,000 casualties, and before the barbarians could launch the next round of attack, the rear of the camp was dusty, and a team of men and horses rushed forward
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