In Fang Yankai's sight, a fallen old woman was still shouting towards the top of the city, but she was shot down by an arrow.

He felt his heart was stabbed again, and tears came to his eyes.

For others, it is just sadness and anger. For him, these are all his responsibilities...

"Defend the city first." Li Xia pushed him on the back without saying anything else.

…

Under the city wall, two ditches have been filled in.

The prisoners built a row of wooden shields. Driven by the Mongolian army, they pushed the wooden shields, braved the rain of arrows, rushed to the bottom of the city, and began to dig soil.

With a "bang bang" sound, the wood fell down.

The hot golden juice was also poured down, and the whole city screamed.

At the same time, the Mongolian army in the distance also fired back with arrows, pressing down on the Song army on the top of the city.

Even so, the casualties among the prisoners were still very high. In less than half a day, there were only more than two hundred prisoners left under the city wall.

However, the defenders on the top of the city did not feel the joy of killing the enemy, but only felt depressed.

Everyone is tense.

They originally thought that the Mongolian army was not good at attacking the city, and thought that the traps, gold juice, and hammering wood they prepared could cause damage to the Mongolian army.

But at the beginning of the siege today, almost all of them were their fellow villagers and elders who died...

"What is that?!" someone suddenly shouted.

Li Xia looked around and saw the Mongolian army setting up several large pots in front of the formation.

Yu Bian wiped the blood and sweat from his face and murmured in confusion.

"They dumped the body in there?"

Bao San said: "That's refining corpse oil."

"Corpse oil?"

"Did you see it? They built a cannon truck to throw fireballs lit with corpse oil into the city. This kind of fire is difficult to extinguish with water..."

"Bang!"

A ball of fire smashed in front of the city gate, and the fire suddenly jumped up and enveloped the city gate.

"Quickly put out the fire!" shouted people at the city gate.

The defenders quickly poured buckets of water on it, but the fire did not decrease at all.

Fang Yankai has already caught up.

He wiped away his tears in a deserted place, regained his composure, returned to his mature and prudent appearance, and began to organize the people to put out the fire.

"Use sand to put out the fire! Hurry, there is sand at the top of the city!"

"Feiyu! Let the archers cover...sprinkle the sand."

Only then did sand and dust fall on the fire at the city gate.

However, there were screams again and again in the city, fireballs crashed into the city one after another, and the fire burned in several houses.

There were also fireballs falling on several city walls where the Mongolian army concentrated their attacks.

When the city wall in Qingfu County was built, it was built with wood as a frame and glued with glutinous juice. When it was stained with corpse oil, the fire burned fiercely and was difficult to extinguish.

The trees and corpses under the city were also set on fire, and the fire became more intense.

"Don't splash water! The city wall will crack!" Fang Yankai roared: "You can only use sand to put out the fire..."
Chapter completed!