Chapter 254 The Tragic Hell

Gong Zi was in front of the window of her room, not looking outside and not praying in the sky. She just looked at the sand table made by Zhao Fubo and was silently ecstatic. Little Linda sat aside boredly, peeling fruit for her and seeing that she had no intention of eating, she kept them all in a sand hood.

Without anyone knowing it, Gong Zi quietly worried for Zhao Fubo. Gong Zi thought that his ambition was not just because of his surname. At least after seeing things on the island of Felaike, she knew that if Zhao Fubo succeeded, the world would tremble.

"Will he die under Zabid? This is a question. There is no one around him who will stop him. He is another one who likes to come forward, and it is hard to say!"

Thinking about these things in my heart, listening to the chaotic sound of the battlefield outside the window, Gong Zi's heart was also in a mess, her only eye was looking at the sand table, constantly telling herself in her heart.

"This is the starting point of the entire career, and it is even more important in the future than the Isle of Felekai. There is a place where it leads to all directions, but if he dies, how should all this be handled? Where should I go?"

Just as Gong Zi was thinking about this, a shocking cry suddenly came from the wall. Ladders were ladders on the top of the city, and soldiers began to climb with their big shields in their hands. At this time, the soldiers behind them almost covered the entire igneous foothills.

Behind them were groups of cavalrymen, galloping. It seemed that if they could open the city gate, they would run wildly. If they couldn't open it, they would act as soldiers in the city. It seemed that the little Ashleffor City Lord had already devoted all his money and planned to do his best in one battle.

"put!"

Finally, Muke gave the order that the soldiers in the city had been looking forward to. In the war, nothing more troubled the soldiers than hiding there and being beaten and waiting for time to fight back.

With Muke's order, the soldiers in the city let out excited roars. For a moment, the entire city of Aden Fortress was filled with roars that made people feel hearingless and fearful. In Gong Zi's room, she stood in front of the window with a pale face. Little Linda, who was originally peeling fruits, closed her eyes and covered her ears tightly.

With Muke's order issued, the soldiers who operated the stone thrower ignited the fuses of the Muke missiles, and then the stone thrower, which had already aimed at the enemy's siege equipment, bounced up violently. The missile in the top of the missile flew far away.

At this time, the slave archer in the yard, who had no stone bullets threatened by the enemy's walls, stood up. The bow in Zhang Man's hand, according to the position indicated by the rope, released the first wave of arrow rain. The flying swallow crossbow cannons on the tower also released crossbow bullets at their respective targets.

“Recharge!”

"Draw the bow..."

The commander of the stone thrower and the archer issued a loud command, and there was no need to wait for Muke's orders today. Unless he had any special targets to attack, such an attack would continue until the enemy retreated.

The little city lord Ashlever and the old finance minister both came to the front line today. Although the place they stayed was a place that was dozens of meters away from the real battlefield and was closely protected.

"Boom..."

In the violent explosion, the gunpowder burned and emitted a large amount of black smoke. It was ground into fine powder, and the rate of explosion was much worse than that of the particles. But in the end, the Muk missile had already broken through the boundary of whether there was any or not, and the qualitative change immediately turned the war into another form.

The stones in the sack made a sharp whistle and exploded near the stone thrower and arrow tower full of people. The people and horses nearby swirled, let out the last scream and fell to the ground. Although the Muk missiles designed to kill people could not destroy the siege equipment, fire rains fell from the sky.

After the tiny explosion in the sky, a huge orange ball of flames formed, and then exploded into sticky balls in people's sight, with small dots with flames splashing everywhere. People who were lucky enough to be knocked down by the Muk missile were bathed in these terrible rain of fire from the sky.

Compared with the range of the Muke missile, although Gong Zi Fire Rain was much smaller, it caused much pain to people than the Muke missile. People with fire on their backs were shouting and rolling underground. Some cavalry, who were hunched by his burning horses, jumped off the cliff.

In contrast, the flying swallow crossbow with better accuracy had much less momentum. But the siege hammer and arrow tower, the ladder truck, started to burn under its explosion. The little city lord Ashlever and the old finance minister were stunned by the changes in front of them. They did not expect that when one of their side attacked with all their strength, the other party's methods were so vicious.

"Put the fire quickly...Put the fire quickly..."

The little city lord Ashlever shouted hoarsely. Without these siege equipment, it would be a huge task to attack Aden City.

"No...no, we are no match!"

The old finance minister lowered his head, unable to bear to see the cruel scene. His low suggestion, as if he was talking to himself, was interrupted by the little city lord Ashlever. He raised the embroidered shoe in his hand and shouted like crazy.

"No, I can't spare that stinky***. I'm going to kill into the city, I want..."

Gong Zi didn't know that she would be so resentful by the little Ashleff City Lord, but for her, there was nothing to worry about. She said the same thing, if you don't agree, you'll break through the city.

Under the coercion of the officers, the soldiers who were trying to put out the fire were watching the small sacks flying again in the sky in horror. They threw down the shovels and dustpans in their hands, and ran away quickly. No matter how the officers scolded or stopped them, they would not stop.

In the continuous explosion of "Boom...", the Muk missile thrown by the stone thrower immediately cleared out the open space from the running crowd. A large number of fire-fighting soldiers fell down, but the remaining soldiers refused to step forward no matter what, but knelt there and begged for Allah's forgiveness.

They have never seen bombs made by gunpowder, and it is easy to associate these thunderbolts with the stars rising from the city last night. If they get close to them and hear their prayers, they will find that they are actually asking for forgiveness from "The God of Lamp Aladdin".

The little city lord Ashleff was almost mad, and he didn't believe that Zhao Fubo was the Aladdin lamp god. But the morale of the thousands of soldiers had dispersed, so it was not easy to attack the city. At this time, he could only hope for the soldiers who were climbing the ladder. He hoped that they could rush into the city and open the city gate to end the siege.

It is not easy to break through the city! The soldiers who bravely climbed the city were facing even more cruel damage. The rain of arrows was falling from the sky and the boiling oil poured on the top of the city. Of course, because of the equipment of the face armor, as long as the eyes were not burned, they could still fight bravely.

But their courage was immediately defeated by even more cruel weapons.

Early in the morning, the clay pipes installed on the city were supervised by Mukjian and sprayed out streams of oil. If there were any soldiers in the city who were catching goods, they should know that it was filled with tinder oil. There were two pistons with counterweights at both ends of the pipe. At this time, the counterweight decline was pushing the piston to make it spray the tinder oil in the pipe.

The soldiers who were climbing the city and waiting to climb the ladder were immediately poured into a cold heart by the tinder. However, as Muk raised his hand, a torch was thrown off the top of the city.

The blue flames immediately began to fly under the city where tinder was poured through. They twisted their bodies like poisonous snakes with beautiful light blue bodies, rushing up from the human feet until they swallowed the whole thing.

"ah……"

Hundreds of soldiers climbing the cloud ladders and screaming. These sharp screams penetrated the clouds and kept ringing through the blue sky. Hundreds of firemen began to run backwards desperately, and they collided with the soldiers who came from behind.

At this time, the arrow rain in the sky was still stumbled, and the soldiers who were running forward with shields were only a few of them. But when these hundreds of firemen stormed the entire charge team, the task under the arrow rain suddenly increased greatly.

The stone thrower in the city here once again threw out a large number of sacks of gravel, which exploded among the running crowd. The air waves overturned the people near to the ground, and the stones smashed the people in the distance into holes. The blood on the body was flowing like a waterfall, constantly flowing.

There are some fire people who relieve the pain of such explosions. It is precisely because of this that the Muke missile is much more kind than what Gong Zi thought of, those weapons that burned people to pieces.

The running cavalrymen tied the knot at this time and looked at the battlefield with confusion in their eyes that the situation was still in a great position. They didn't understand why such a problem occurred. Moreover, thunder sounded in front and behind, so where should they run?

The fire below the city in front smoked the city wall black, and the burning siege tools behind formed a fire wall at this time. It seemed that they could not run anywhere, but after looking, the place they stayed was really not safe enough.

While they were confused, another wave of attack from the stone-throwing machine arrived. They were also Muk missiles - small sacks of stones. As they landed on the ground, they rolled a few times, and then burst into flames. Compared with infantry, soldiers riding on horses were more susceptible to these shrapnel.

Although the hardness of the stone is really not very good, it can still easily penetrate the chain mail and the iron-page breastplate on the Mamluk cavalry under the inspiration of gunpowder explosion gas.

The war horses neighed, the wounded screamed, and the fireman screamed, making the entire city of Aden Fortress rendered as miserable as hell. Gong Zi, who was on the window of the tower, was worried about something, what is it? Let's talk about it next chapter.
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