There are one hill and eight buildings in the Northern Prefecture of the Eastern Jin Dynasty Chapter 3299: The urine is flat and the gold soup is like an arrow.
Chapter 3299: The urine is flat and the gold soup is like an arrow.
There was a burst of Helan tribe's Xianbei national curse at the top of the city. Xiang Mi sneered and glanced across the city, saying: "I don't dare to fight. I only dare to use these excrement to stop grandpa's attack. Okay, you can throw excrement."
, Grandpa will add some rootless water for you!"
As he spoke, he pulled his belt and took off his entire skirt and trousers. The city suddenly became extremely quiet. All the Helan soldiers opened their mouths and looked at the Han people outside the city in disbelief.
He took out his weapon like this and sprayed out a fountain of yellow gold soup and dark red iron juice ten steps ago.
The yellow and white, full-flavored flying spring suddenly stirred up a burst of sparks when it touched the iron juice. The iron juice, which was originally as thick as rice paste, was stirred up by the urine, and it actually covered a radius of about half a foot.
The iron juice solidified into an iron block, and even the yellowish golden soup was condensed into the iron block, visible to the naked eye.
And a few tiny bits of molten iron, poured into the urine, also burst out a few steps away. Less than five steps in front of Xiang Mi, a small crater the size of a little finger was made on the ground, and soon followed by a gust of wind.
Blow, and a few touches of sand will fill it up, as if everything is as before.
Xiang Mi lifted up his pants, turned around and said to the wide-eyed sergeants behind him: "See, brothers, we can find a way even if we don't have water. These Xianbei dogs are mixing their stinky feces in molten iron as a moat. Let's
Just use urine to level the moat, what do you think?"
Before he could finish speaking, more than 200 people threw away their weapons and rushed to Xiang Mi's line. Everyone consciously stood less than one step in front of Xiang Mi and took out their weapons one after another.
Looking at the golden soup and molten iron a few steps away, bursts of water gun sprayed out.
In front of the "moat" that was full of stench and the smell of death, hundreds of shining water guns merged into the river, and the smell of urine was even worse than the nauseating smell just now.
The smell was no longer so unpleasant, and as the urine hit the golden soup iron juice, the thick, dark red iron juice turned into yellow and black pig iron pieces, and because of the iron juice flowing across the
, the ignited vegetation, clothing, etc. gradually extinguished. In just a few minutes, the area more than 200 steps wide in front of the tower actually condensed into a piece of iron spread on the ground.
There was a roar from the top of the city: "Hurry, stop them quickly, don't let them cross the golden soup..."
Following these cries, more than a hundred Yan Army archers rushed to the battlements, raised their bows and arrows, and were about to shoot!
With a "Woo" sound, the Yan Army archer who was the first to rush to the city wall suddenly had a blood hole in his throat. He weakly grabbed the arrow shaft that passed through his throat and leaned forward.
The destroyed crenels were turned down, and they landed impartially into the still hot golden soup and iron juice under the city wall. In just a few dozen seconds, just like the previous Jin army soldiers, their skin was torn apart and their flesh was rotten.
The flesh was destroyed and the bones were destroyed, and not even the hair was left.
Xu Chite laughed loudly and stood less than five steps behind the sergeants who continued to shoot flying fountains of iron juice. This distance of fifty or sixty steps was a close distance for an archer of his level.
He could hit it accurately with his eyes open, and the bursts of flying rocks on the tower had already destroyed most of the fortifications and city ultimatums, so that the Yan army archers who rushed out had almost no protection.
Although they had a bit of a height advantage, compared with the arrow gods from the Divine Arrow Camp who had been prepared long before the city, it was a completely one-sided massacre.
The sound of "swish" was heard endlessly. The hundreds of archers brought by Xu Chite, who had not had a chance to perform just now, finally found a chance to show off their skills. They gritted their teeth and held tears. The frustration and hatred that he had just witnessed when his relatives and comrades were killed and helpless were poured into the arrows in his hands, and they even displayed a faster shooting speed and stronger power than usual. The more than 100 soldiers of the Yan Army The archers who fired no more than ten arrows were killed one after another. Soon, there were no more crossbows shooting out from the top of the city!
At this moment, the pissing Jin army had advanced more than ten steps, and the reinforcements brought by Lu Jiuling also began to line up in teams one after another to make it easier.
The place where they stood was filled with wet and noisy pieces of pig iron that had just solidified, with the urine of the sergeants in front of them still splashed on them. Many of the sergeants could even feel it through the soles of their boots. The soles of my feet feel hot...
After all, this is the form that has just changed from the state of iron juice to the form of solidified iron. Although it is not like before, it will kill half of your life, but it will still make people fear. If everyone hadn't stepped forward collectively, only one person would have died. If you go all the way, I'm afraid it won't be able to achieve such an effect. At least, the distance of peeing is probably only a few steps, and the effect will be greatly reduced.
Xiang Mi carried a horse-killing sword on his shoulder and was walking back and forth behind the formation. Xu Chite and others had put down their big bows and rested their arrows on the strings. Once they found someone emerging from the top of the city, they would immediately It was more than ten quick arrow shots that killed any attempt by the enemy to probe. However, the Jin troops under the city were still advancing towards the camp step by step. They were getting closer and closer to the city walls and gates. Coming closer.
Xiang Mi slowly put down the big knife in his hand and began to inhale deeply. The skin on his face and neck became redder and redder with the bursts of breathing, and the hot air spurted out from the seven orifices. , and the sweat mist around him, gradually began to envelope him. He looked back and glanced behind him, a few hundred meters away, who had also lowered his head, holding broadswords, battle axes, hand hammers and other melee weapons in both hands, armed to the teeth. The armored infantrymen grinned: "Brothers, we won't climb the city wall this time, but rush in directly from the city gate. Are you afraid?"
The sergeants behind them roared: "Leave no chickens or dogs behind, let's go and kill them!"
Xiang Mi slowly lowered his face and said: "Let go and kill!"
Behind the city gate, Helan Lu held a big halberd and stood behind a pile of sandbags blocking the city gate. Behind him and to his side, more than ten military formations had been formed in Weng City, two of them. Three thousand shining branches pointed directly outside the city gate. The wall made of sandbags was shaking slowly. This was obviously the result of pulling out the sandbags one by one. The fine grains of sand It was flowing down rapidly, and with every twitch, the Jin soldiers on the other side outside the city gate were getting closer and louder, and the roars were getting louder and louder. Even the soldiers of the Helan tribe, Everyone has shortness of breath and rapid heartbeat!