Zhao Yang was anxious, and some people were even more anxious than him.

This person is no one else, it is Sang Yundun.

It would be fine if the rockets burned from the big bucket, not only were they easy to extinguish, but they were not easy to spread to other places.

But this time the rocket was not shot anywhere else, but the big fighter, which was the fire burning upwards and spreading very quickly.

Sang Yundun hurriedly said to Shi Chang: "Take your men and find a long wooden stick to hit the rocket."

"No." Shi Chang agreed, thinking that where can I find such a long wooden stick? Even if I find it, it will be almost burned here.

But there was no better way now, so he had to agree and hurriedly took his men to find a long wooden stick.

Sang Yundun finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Shi Chang leading people to find a long wooden stick.

In his opinion, it is winter now, with snowing in the sky and fire burning, and it is still time to rescue it.

There is already a solution, but there is still a problem that needs to be solved urgently, which is the rocket at the merceration.

Tsang Yundun shouted to centurion Pubbasan: "Centurion, the Han people shot rockets from the merceration and shot them to death."

In fact, it is not necessary to say that Pubbasan has already launched a notice that Zhao Yang shot a rocket from the mercer.

Although the rocket has started to burn from under the bucket, there is still a process of combustion.

If it was summer, the people on the Dou Dou must have felt the heat of the Dou Dou Dou. Fortunately, it is still winter and I haven’t felt much heat yet.

Pubbasan was extremely angry. These Han people were too cunning and pretended to attack from the sky, but actually shot out from the mercer.

He shouted: "Shoot all the mercedes, no rockets."

After saying that, he took the lead and shot towards the cliff, wanting to avenge his revenge.

Suddenly, all the arrows shot towards the merceration.

But the mercedes are not that easy to shoot, and they are also shooting up and down.

What is the most accurate archery? It is the most accurate level, followed by upward and downward, and its angle is the most difficult to grasp.

Puchi, Puchi, most of the arrows are hiding on the walls of the battlements.

After Zhao Yang and Zhao Chong escaped several rebel arrows, they held a bed crossbow and a clairvoy in their hands, facing the rebels on the well railing.

Puchi, Puchi, two rebels suddenly shouted: "I was shot, I was shot, my god, why did they shoot so accurately?"

Sang Yundun and the others had to come up from the stairs and waved their spears to intercept Zhao Yang and Zhao Chong's arrows.

If the well rail is not wide, you cannot intercept it if you shoot an arrow, and if you intercept it, you cannot shoot it.

Moreover, the current security team's rockets are still falling from the air, causing Sang Yundun to be in a hurry.

Seeing Sang Yundun and others intercepting the rockets in the air, Zhao Chong and Zhao Yang smiled coldly, avoided several rebel arrows, and the rockets shot directly on the edge of the battle.

The rockets were under the battle, and the rebels didn't feel it yet. Now seeing rockets on the edge, they immediately made the rebels scream.

Seeing that the two rockets were already burning on the edge of the big fight, Sang Yundun suddenly became anxious and did not care about the rockets falling from the air. He came to the edge of the big fight in person, trying to kill the two rockets.

Puchi, Puchi, the sound of two arrows holding bed crossbows came towards him.

Listening to this voice, Sang Yundun's face turned pale.

This sound shows that the arrow is extremely powerful and far superior to their strong bows.

He had no choice but to put down the idea of ​​beating the rocket, and the spear in his hand subconsciously swept towards the two crossbow arrows.

With a clang, he swept a crossbow arrow and couldn't help but feel happy.

Suddenly, he heard a thud and severe pain came from his left sternoclavicular bone, knowing that he had been shot.

"I was caught in an arrow. The fire below is very big. Retreat, retreat." Cissang Yundun shouted, turning around and running towards the stairs.

In fact, there is no need to shout again, the rest of the people already felt that the heat was coming from their feet.

They just wanted to avenge the person who casts cold arrows from the cliff, but now it seems that it cannot be realized.

Hearing the shouts of Sang Yundun, even though Pubbasan was unwilling to accept it, he had no choice but to sigh: "After shooting the arrows in his hand, retreat."

The rebels were eager to hear the retreat, and they felt the heat under their feet.

But Pubbasan's request was that the arrows in his hand must be shot.

This was all the hateful mercenary shot out, and they shot the last arrow at the mercenary and wanted to breathe.

Before Zhao Chong could breathe a sigh of relief when he saw the well railing, the rumbling sound of the Lu Gongche was approaching the city wall.

"Derginobu, the well railing has burned, so we have to retreat. Be careful of the cold arrows in the trunk." When Pubbasan left, he did not forget to instruct the other two centurions.

"Haha," Dejinobu laughed wildly over the Ximen wall, "These Han people dare not come out to fight openly, but actually used cold arrows. The Lu Gongche in my hand is specially used to restrain the cold arrows in the marching."

Pubbasan did not expect Dejinobu to be so arrogant and shouted loudly, hoping to remind the other party: "Be careful that they have miniature crossbows and rockets in their hands."

"I'm not afraid of rockets in my hand." Dejinobu laughed wildly, "The spear stabbed towards the cliff."

Although he was arrogant, after Pubbasan reminded him, he was careful to order his spear to stab the mercene.

Lu Gongche was not wrapped in cowhide without a gap, but instead exposed a gap between cowhide.

The spear in the hands of the rebels happened to attack through this gap.

Suddenly, more than a dozen spears stabbed towards the battlements of the city wall.

Seeing that the rebel's spear had already stabbed him, Zhao Chong had to retreat: "General, what should I do?"

"Go back a few steps and shoot out of the mercer." Zhao Yang had been looking at the huge Lu Gongche, and had already had an idea.

Zhao Chong suddenly realized that he only thought of the spear stabbing towards him and forgot the protection of the city wall against them.

No matter how powerful the spear is, it will be difficult to pierce when it hits the city wall and the warhead.

A little growled and shouted: "Stretch your arm out."

After saying that, he took the lead in stretching out his arm from Lu Gongche's cowhide.

Not only was he strong but his eyes were extremely poisonous, the spear in his hand stabbed straight towards the mercer.

He had already seen the person hiding behind the trunk. As long as he was about to stab in, the person inside would be seriously injured even if he didn't die, and at least he would have to pierce a blood hole.

When the rebels saw that Shi Chang had stabbed into the mercene, they were overjoyed. They were not willing to be outdone, and the spears in their hands stabbed towards the mercene one after another.

Seeing the spear stabbing towards him, Zhao Chong was shocked. These rebels had reacted too quickly.

He wanted to retreat, but there was a table array above.

If you retreat, you will inevitably encounter the Eight Immortals Table.

These table arrays are piled up by human power. If he knocks down an Eight Immortals table, it is very likely that it will collapse in pieces.

Besides, the spear was thrusting very quickly, and even if he retreated, it would be too late.

He had to lower his head and his face was close to the ground of the city wall.

He used his hands and feet together and slowly retreated carefully.

After retreating two feet, Zhao Chong smiled and the spear could no longer penetrate.

Although I avoided the spear, new problems arise.

The mercedes were about ten spears, which seriously blocked his sight.

Zhao Chong thought about it and found a bench.

He pressed the crossbow onto the bench and knelt on the city wall with one leg.

He held his breath and shot at a rebel through the cracks of the spear through the cliffhanger.

With a "clang", the city walls and walls under the Lü Bus finally stopped. The spear in the rebels' hand had reached the maximum extent.

"Ouch." A rebel screamed, and couldn't help but take two steps back and hit the man behind.

After shaking his body a few times, the people behind him hurriedly supported him.

"Isn't the cliff sealed?" He looked at the arrows on his chest, and he couldn't help but be furious while stroking the arrows, "Who is shooting a cold arrow?"

Shortly after he finished speaking, another rebel screamed, took two steps back, and hit the man behind him.

If it weren't for the back to hold him, he would have almost fallen.

"Someone is shooting a cold arrow." He looked pale, "Doway, dodge."

He wanted to pull it out, but found that the arrow was very deep and the arrow had entered the ribs.

Fortunately, the cold arrow has not hurt the lungs yet, otherwise it would be extremely difficult to breathe.

Even so, his chest was in pain when he spoke.

There was probably a person of some kind inside, and he looked at them.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at the mercedes.

It would be fine if I didn't look at it, but when I saw a pair of cold eyes inside the mercedes, there was also a miniature bed crossbow.

He was shocked and shouted in a hurry: "These two arrows were obviously shot in from the clutch. Take back his spear, dodge, dodge."

A rebel took back his spear and suddenly heard a puff sound. Then his arm was filled with severe pain. The spear in his hand couldn't help but fall from the air, screaming after screaming.
To be continued...