Chapter 629 Staggered

Shen Hao felt very sorry. The monks in the Xuanhai Realm are desperately fighting to the death. This kind of scene is too rare.

But Yuan Qingyun's avoidance of the battlefield is actually quite understandable. Listening to the roar coming back from a place beyond sight in the distance, as well as the terrifying tide of true qi in the perception, it seems that the energy of the world is shaking when it is stirred up. I am afraid that this kind of scene will make the soldiers on the battlefield come back with a little power. Turned into fly ash, right?

After Yuan Qingyun left, the offensive and defensive battles on the three sides of the army village also entered a fierce stage.

The soldiers on the wall of the stronghold were bloody and bloody. The barbarians began to invest in stronger single-soldier races, and the flexible Rats brought a lot of trouble to the wall. Often, just as soon as a rat clan is stabbed down here, a wolf clan jumps over immediately, and without thinking of killing the enemy, it smashes forward with its body, trying to knock down the big shield, and throws gray snake grass to the rat clan that continues to climb up. Poison sac opportunity.

In addition, the wall several feet high cannot withstand fierce attacks for a long time. Even if the wall is blessed with magic circles, it cannot be easily destroyed, but the height is limited, and it cannot be as tall as the Kundalfire Pass, so the high-intensity battle lasts for a long time If it is long, then it is inevitable that a thick layer of corpses will be piled up under the wall of the village.

It doesn't matter if there are more than a hundred corpses. But there is a problem with thousands of corpses, at least it can offset the height of the wall by half a foot.

Don't underestimate this height, it can at least reduce the climbing time of an agile rat clan by two breaths, and it can reduce the climbing time of wolves and others by three to four breaths, directly making the defenders on the wall feel better. big pressure.

And as the battle continued, the corpses under the wall would only get higher and higher. Not to mention filling it up, as long as it was half filled, the wall would be almost useless.

"Ling Qi, throw fire oil!" Cheng Jinhou still had the same expression on his face, and at the same time, he also noticed the problems on the battlefield and responded immediately.

So the best players in the army came into play. For example, Wu Kai, who has been left on the school grounds until now, and the dozens of personal guards under his command.

Wu Kai's cultivation is in the late stage of gathering the gods, and most of his personal guards are also close to him, including those in the initial stage of Qi refining and the middle stage. Being separated at this moment, the three walls of the village need them at this moment.

"Take it, light it when you get close, don't spill it, and don't be thrown high, smash it against the wall of the village!"

Besides Wu Kai's three personal guards, there were more than a dozen other "experts" drawn from the same batch, who were distributed under the wall by the people from the supply battalion. This thing is called a kerosene bomb, a clay pot, but it is extremely thin, and it will shatter with a little force. The top is sealed with mud, leaving a small opening, and there is oiled cotton cloth in the opening to connect to the inside.

Wu Kai had seen this kind of thing before when he was in the army in Haixia, and he knew it was dangerous, but now it was the first time he used it in actual combat.

Each jar is slightly smaller than a human head and has a rope for lifting. Wu Kai took twenty cans. He has a storage bag, and his cultivation level is the highest among the group of people. The quartermaster of the supply battalion has high hopes for him.

"Get ready! Go!"

Form a line up, with Wu Kai at the head, and a group of fifteen people are in charge of a distance of twenty feet to the left and right of the northern wall. After going up, they didn't dare to show their heads, and hid behind the spearmen's buttocks, waiting for the command of the large shield soldiers and Shichang in front.

Just as the spearmen once again stabbed their spears in unison, they shouted loudly: "Fire oil! Go!"

ignition! He rushed forward, taking advantage of the opportunity when the spear pierced a gap, stretched out his hand and threw it against the wall of the village.

"boom!"

Accompanied by the explosion, heat waves rushed up from below, and the flames from a can of fire oil could rush up half the wall and splash in all directions! If it is stained with fire oil, it will be extremely difficult to extinguish.

There are also unlucky eggs. As soon as he stretched out his hand, he was chopped off by the sharp-eyed barbarians below with a knife, and was dragged away by his companions screaming, leaving the kerosene can behind and continued to throw it down.

And the barbarians also have people who want to catch the fire oil, but the jar is too thin, no matter how soft the hand is, it is difficult to catch it, and it can only explode instantly after the crack. Whoever picks up dies first.

Wu Kai's movements are fast, his perception allows him to know what's going on outside the wall without the naked eye, so he can naturally find the most suitable time.

He smashed down half of the thirty jars in the storage bag in a blink of an eye, and the climbing attacks of the barbarians in all the places where the fire broke out immediately diminished. And it is easier for the people behind to continue throwing cans down to intensify the fire.

Don't worry about the wall. No matter how big the fire is ten times, it will not be able to burn the walls of the village blessed by the magic circle. It can only turn the corpses under the walls and the barbarians trying to continue climbing into fly ash.

This is the purpose of Cheng Jinhou's request to drop the kerosene bomb.

There were too many corpses under the wall, and the intensity of the offensive and defensive battle was too high and lasted for too long. The barbarians go crazy and don't care about life and death, but the army village can't go crazy with it.

The high temperature and difficulty of extinguishing the kerosene allowed the soldiers on the wall to rest for a while. Crossbowmen can also bandage cracked fingers due to excessive stringing.

At the same time, the corpses incinerated to dryness and rot will no longer have a complete shape and state of stress, so they can no longer be used as stepping stones for the barbarians behind to step on and climb up.

It makes sense, but it's not easy to do. The guarded barbarians stared at the outstretched hands. There were also monks and experts among them, and it was extremely dangerous to throw fire oil cans. Sometimes a stone like a hidden weapon can accurately hit the hand and the oil tank just stretched out, and then... bang! People on the wall will also be consumed by flames.

The smell of barbecue fills the air again.

Wu Kai relied on his perception all the time, until a masked rat man avoided his perception and slashed at his wrist.

Fortunately, he was very vigilant all the time, and his zhenqi reacted by himself, and a zhenqi shield immediately stretched on his wrist, blocking most of the force of the knife, but a sharp cut could not be avoided no matter what.

Fortunately, it was a hand quilt, otherwise the tendon of the hand would definitely be broken.

Relying on the shaking skills of his hands, the kerosene can was thrown down by Wu Kai in the end and was not stopped or smashed in mid-air. But when he pulled away, the rat man also jumped up.

"Shhhhhhh"

At the same time as it came up, the Ratman threw out a piece of black stone that was as sharp as a blade, and accurately grasped the opening of the large shield of "throwing oil", and shot down a piece of the spearman who was about to come up to stab.

Then he flipped his hands over, two one-foot-long three-pronged forks were in his hands, one facing the door, the other facing the left chest, and fiercely stabbed at Wu Kai who had just pulled out and was still standing still.

Wu Kai raised the knife with one hand to block, and at the same time kicked his foot towards the opponent's waist.

"when!"

The two forks just caught Wu Kai's long knife, and after twisting it, Wu Kai couldn't hold it at all. Secretly surprised that the strength of the other party is so great, it is definitely above him.

Wu Kai understood that the masked ratman in front of him was a barbarian physicist whose cultivation base was not weaker than his.