Luo Shangwen's expression changed, and he saw a wave of heat coming towards him. Three or four burning jars of kerosene were thrown towards him from the smoke. In the smoke, three or four jars of kerosene could be seen.
The ferocious-looking disciples of Tianshi Dao General Temple were rounding their arms and making these throwing movements. Weren't these three or four kerosene jars thrown by them?
Before Luo Shangwen's mind had completely turned around, his body had already reacted. He threw the spear out of his hand, and with a sharp roar, he hit a jar of kerosene that flew closest. With a "swish", the fire started.
The oil splashed everywhere, as if flames were spreading in the air. Dozens of flames were still burning, and along with the fragments of the exploded jar, they exploded directly towards the shield formation outside the group.
The sergeants holding the shields desperately held these small round shields, and they could only hear the constant "pop" sound. This was the sound of flames and tiles hitting the shield surface, and occasionally a few fragments burst out from the shield surface.
, smashed into the body of the person inside the shield, causing burning pain.
But two or three other jars followed closely. Although several arrows were shot at these jars, in desperation, only two or three arrows hit the target, and they were shot down before even one.
The jar hit the shield hard, and now it exploded on its own initiative, like a grenade, exploding in front of the crowd.
The power of the explosion this time was far from the explosion that was three feet away like before, but a real explosion at close range. It was like the sun suddenly flew to the side, and the air wave that hit the face destroyed the entire shield formation.
The people in the shield array were blown away more than ten feet away. The people who stayed in the same place were covered in flames, and their screams were accompanied by the smell of burnt barbecue.
Within ten feet, it turned into a flaming Shura field.
Luo Shangwen's body fell heavily three feet away. That was because the orderly soldier beside him just pushed him away with all his strength the moment before the kerosene jar hit the shield, but this brave sergeant
They stayed in place, together with the six or seven shield-bearers and archers who had no time to escape. They turned into burning human-shaped torches. They were howling miserably and rolling all over the ground. The flesh and blood on their bodies were covered with blood.
The high-temperature flames melted it, almost turning it into something like grease and falling down. Soon, even the bones could be seen burning and carbonizing.
Luo Shangwen endured the pain in his heart and rolled twice on the ground until the few scattered sparks on his body were extinguished. The two small shield arrays around him quickly rushed over and surrounded him again.
Luo Shangwen gritted his teeth, turned to look at a familiar little soldier next to him, holding a horn, and said in a deep voice: "From now on, Shen Chong, you are my messenger. Now, blow it for me."
Signal, everyone needs to retreat quickly and get out of the distance where the monster thieves can throw the jar of kerosene."
This man's name is Shen Chong. The newly appointed messenger nodded: "Captain Luo, all the kerosene jars were thrown at you just now. They should have picked up the unburned ones from the ground and threw them from the air.
"The kerosene jars that came down are just because your team blew the trumpet and gave orders, so I focused on attacking you. If I blow the trumpet now, you will not be safe. You should leave this team immediately and go to take command elsewhere."
Luo Shangwen said sternly: "No, I am the chief officer of this archery team, so I have to take such risks. How can I let you become the target of attacks here while I run away by myself."
Shen Chong knelt down and said resolutely: "Captain Luo, it is because you are the captain and need to give orders, so you cannot be put in danger. All our sergeants can sacrifice for you, but you must treat all Hundreds of brothers are in charge, and the buglers and messengers can be replaced by dozens of people, but there is only one captain. If you are not here, our team of brothers will be scattered."
When he said this, the front-line soldier who had been burned into a pile of cokes in the fire a few steps ahead still held the horn bugle tightly in his hand and said loudly: "Brother Erlu is the Because I wanted to protect you, I gave up my own life and pushed you out, Captain Luo. Even if you don’t consider your own life, you don’t want to let Brother Erlu’s sacrifice go to waste.”
Luo Shangwen's eyes were sparkling with tears. He patted Shen Chong's shoulder hard and said loudly: "Good brother, take care of yourself. Leave immediately after blowing the trumpet. Don't be in love with the battle."
As he spoke, he ran back without looking back. Four or five sergeants were guarding him with swords, while Shen Chong picked up the horn without hesitation and blew the bugle. The order issued by Naofumi was quickly and accurately spread across the battlefield by horns. Almost at the same time, all the archers withdrew their shield array without looking back. He ran backwards, and in an instant, he was dozens of steps away.
And from the fire area in the smoke, dozens of red-clad swordsmen quickly ran out. They raised their double swords, yelled and jumped forward, chasing the archers twenty steps away. .
A burst of bows and arrows, accompanied by the sound of bowstrings, hurriedly attacked the chasing swordsmen. They came from the small shield formation that Shen Chong had just made. There were still more than ten soldiers there, still maintaining the shape of the shield formation, walking backwards towards Finally, the six or seven archers in the formation raised their arrows and fired them outward like a barrage of cannons, hitting the swordsmen in red who were running forward with all their strength. These archers were only focused on chasing. No matter how fast the legs of the general swordsmen were, they could not move faster than the bows and arrows. Suddenly, five or six of them were struck by arrows and fell to the ground.
A roaring sound came from the front, which came from the front more than ten steps away. While the archers were shooting the unstringed arrows and were about to draw the arrows again, a man held a jar of kerosene in his arms. The little man opened his mouth, and the fire oil splashed all over his body. His face was red, as if his face was burning with flames, and he shouted: "The Heavenly Master is sending you to the fiery hell! Go to hell, Jin Gou!"
Zhou Shangwen, who was at the rear, jumped up anxiously and shouted: "Be careful, don't let him get close!"
The two or three guards around him immediately drew their arrows and shot at this man who dared to die. However, this man was extremely fast and moved left and right in a zigzag line. The arrows grazed his The body passed by, but it was impossible to hit.
The two archers in the shield array now loaded their arrows, jumped up, raised their entire upper body over the shield, and were about to shoot at the fire altar death squad. But as soon as their bodies came out of the shield, they only saw a few shots. White light flashed, but next to the daredevil holding the altar, several swordsmen raised their hands and flew out their knives. These flying knives directly pierced the chests of the two archers until they had no handles.