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Chapter 635 An Important City Defense Method
Although the three cold rays of light rushed towards his face, they were counted by shaking them with his hands.

But after infusing internal force, the speed is not much slower than the crossbow.

When the situation was critical, the wild ghost quickly resorted to a trick of iron bridge; that is, while the head was raised back quickly, it gave itself a lower back movement.

Finally, under extremely dangerous conditions, the three sharp blades had a strange color, which looked like poisonous sleeve arrows, and they almost flew past his forehead and the tip of his nose.

Good guy!If this thing is not done well, as long as it is scratched a little, it will be fatal.

It was as if after walking around in front of the ghost gate, the wild ghost touched his waist with his empty left hand under the rage in his heart, and took a throwing ax in his hand.

The so-called come and don't reciprocate is indecent, although he doesn't have any system skill blessing in throwing axe.

But regardless of the accuracy, the speed and power are quite good; so now it's time for him to fight back against the three masters.

It's a pity that, relying on the good waist strength of being single for many years, the waist that has fallen to half the level has straightened again.

In front of Wild Ghost's eyes, he saw a scene that made his scalp tingle:
A master with a beard in the city jumped up to a height of more than four meters with a single lift on the spot; at the moment when his body was about to fall, his toes touched a little on the blood-stained ladder, and his body continued to jump upwards come up.

With this guy's performance, as long as he borrows his strength again, he can jump up the city wall like a big bird.

To put it bluntly, with the strength shown by this Mongolian master, the wild ghost asked himself that he was really no match for him in a single fight.

What's more, there are as many as three of such masters in the city.

Without even thinking about it, the flying ax in Wild Ghost's left hand came out, swirled and slashed at the man's chest.

The timing of the wild ghost throwing the throwing ax was quite well grasped. It just happened to be at the critical moment when the opponent was about to run out of breath and needed to borrow strength on the ladder again.

Therefore, the bearded master had no choice but to block the long knife in his hand against his chest.

Although he successfully blocked the axe, he had no choice but to fall downwards due to lack of strength in his back. He took three or five steps back after landing to dissipate the force of his fall.

But in this way, it can be regarded as allowing the wild ghost to block the opponent's breakthrough in a thrilling manner.

The problem is that the opponent has as many as three people, and they cooperate quite well.

When the bearded master fell, the body of another green-eyed master had already jumped high; that is, the wild ghost smashed out the steel mace in his hand in time to hit him down.

Then, the last master with a scimitar in his hand started to move again.

Relying on the long spears stabbed by two Song soldiers in unison, it was barely forced to retreat.

But in the process of falling, the thing flew out with a flicker of cold light, and a small sleeve arrow hit the neck of a Song soldier.

Moments later, the Song soldier died with his lips turning black and foaming at the mouth.

In short, all the above made the wild ghost react, and I am afraid that it will not be able to stop these three people with its own strength.

And as long as these three people stand firmly at the top of the city, the Han army below the city will continue to climb up along the ladder; with experts such as Guo Jing and the fire brigade, it is impossible for them to break the city, but it will also cause huge damage. Trouble.

Rushing to seek support from his teammates, the wild ghost shouted without looking back:
"Yuanhai, are your golden juices ready? Come here with a fellow, I can't stand it anymore..."

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When the sound of the wild dog getting angry came, Yuan Hai was sitting a little behind, leading people to line up a lot of cauldrons along the way.

Directing some peasants, they kept adding firewood and fans to the stove, heating the golden juice.

After hearing this, he habitually held a big spoon.

Facing the big pot beside him, he took some Rexiang after mixing it with water, and began to stir it vigorously, then moved his face close to it.

Such an approach is mainly to see whether it is familiar or not.

wrong!That is to feel the heat rising from the pot to see if the temperature is enough.

After the start of this battle, they immediately entered into an intense battle, until now; Yuan Hai, a rookie, has boiled two or three batches of golden juice in a row.

In life, I have had some strange experiences.

Knowing this stuff, it doesn't have to be cooked to [-] degrees, it must be fully boiled.

But if it is not above sixty or seventy degrees, there is no way to use high temperature to cause enough damage, so that the opponent loses his balance and falls from the ladder.

And if you just rely on visual inspection, as long as this thing doesn't roll over, it doesn't seem to be able to tell the temperature with a layer of things floating on it.

Therefore, Yunhai could only make such a movement of stirring his face up and feeling the heat.

In principle, there is nothing wrong with such an action.

The only problem is, it's kind of tedious.

When Yuan Hai moved his face closer, a heat wave with a unique smell hit him; even though he was wearing a five-layer thick DIY mask on his mouth, his nostrils were tightly blocked with small cloth balls.

That astonishing stench also rushed straight to his Tianling Gai.

By the way, as soon as he smoked his eyes, tears flowed down immediately, and immediately under his indignation, he cursed:
"Hu Biao, you are a deadbeat~"

well!Yuan Hai, who was made to cry by Rexiang, what does this shit have to do with Hu Biao?Don't say it, it's really related.

As early as last night, a group of netizens gathered together to carry out a division of labor.

The Commander of the Xuange Battalion, Hu Biao and Hu Daxia, who are now well-known in the Jianghu as the "Blood Hands" made a command from a strategic position:

Gold juice, although it smells a little bit stronger, it doesn't look like a decent thing.

But war is not a game of tender feelings, everything is based on the outcome of life and death on both sides, and as the ultimate goal.

Therefore, pouring gold juice on the opponent is a very important defensive method in cold weapon warfare, especially in the battle of defending the city.

In this battle, we must play it well and give the Mongolians a huge damage.

And pouring golden juice in the defense of the city, the Xuan Ge Battalion team has a good tradition.

For example, Brother Langqing, who failed to teleport this time, was throwing dung many times, no!It should be an excellent performance in the aspect of pouring golden juice.

It has played a key role in successfully completing the tasks of the system many times.

Therefore, he calls on the team and new netizens here, everyone must display the spirit of not being afraid of death, not being afraid of being tired, and not being afraid of smelly, and must... ([-] words will be omitted later).

Well, the above content is for Yuan Hai, a game migrant worker.

Ignoring the big truth in this guy's mouth, and a lot of chattering nonsense later; all in all, this is Hu Biao's arrangement for him:
Yuan Hai, a rookie like you, even if you throw it on the city wall to fight, it seems that it won't have much effect.

On the contrary, it is more dangerous, and it may not take long to be slammed.

It is very important to just pour the golden juice. Although this thing smells a little bit, it can inflict a huge damage on the opponent, and it is relatively safe.

Therefore, the position of captain of the Dung Pouring Team belongs to him, Yuan Hai.

So, when the northern Han army under the city officially began to attack the city wall, Yuan Hai, a rookie, also started his own excrement journey...

It is quite embarrassing for a man who is quite old, although he was made to cry by Rexiang.

Fortunately, thanks to his already rich cooking experience, just from the strength of the heat wave blowing towards his face, he can confirm that the temperature of this pot has reached at least seventy degrees.

It is completely sufficient to cause severe burns to personnel and even more deadly wound infections.

So I didn't think too much about it. The big spoon in my hand was long with a wooden handle and turned over, and it was already a big spoon with a weight of seven or eight catties.

Then he didn't think too much about it, like a pikeman charging towards his opponent, holding a spoonful of golden juice, he quickly stepped forward and rushed towards the crenel of the city wall.

As he rushed over, he shouted in his mouth:
"Get out of the way, everyone get out of the way~"

In this kind of prompt sound, he fought hard with the bearded master just now, and hit him again, but the wild ghost with a tingling arm, hurriedly moved a few steps to the left.

So when the green-eyed master was only one meter away from the wall.

When he was able to climb the city wall in a blink of an eye, thinking about the crazy reward in his heart, his eyes were a little red.

Suddenly, he saw a big steaming spoon, stretched out from the city wall, and slapped himself on the head while turning it over.

"No~"

After figuring out what it was, this master of trickery began to howl like a little girl who met an old hooligan...

(End of this chapter)