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Four hundred and sixtieth chapters pouring cold water

The next day, when the trumpet of the Tatars attacked the city sounded, Zhu Houzhao and Wei Wu jumped up and rushed out as if they were injected with chicken blood.

"Hurry and hurry!"

But he ordered the Jinyiwei to carry water upwards. Shi Yong had already received the order and ordered the soldiers to stand by and watch without interfering. Seeing this, the deputy general hurriedly came up to ask.

"General, this... it is a common method to pour boiling water on boiling oil, but what's the use of pouring cold water?"

The Tatars were strong and cold-resistant, and they also had the habit of bathing in the snow and ice. If the cold water was so cold that they could not withdraw their troops if they were so excited.

Shi Yong smiled bitterly,

"Your Majesty has orders and has to obey!"

His Majesty, the Emperor, used to be just a scattered in the capital, but now he is playing in the frontier. The two armies have come. Shi Yong has trouble saying that the king cannot disobey his order, so he can only order the deputy general to say,

"Be prepared, and when the cold water goes down, our people will immediately step forward and grab the position!"

"yes!"

As soon as the words were finished, the horn of the Tatars' attack sounded. Sure enough, the two-height-headed ones were the ones who were leading the front. However, they first raised two-high leather shields in front of them to resist the rain of arrows from Daqing people. Someone pushed the ladder step by step, and when they pushed the ladder under the city, they stood up the ladder and climbed up. As soon as they climbed the ladder, they heard several sounds. There were pots of cold water coming from top to bottom, with their hair spreading loose. One of them was not careful and felt a coldness from the cover of the sky, but they were striking and fighting a cold war. The violentness in their eyes suddenly stopped. At first, they didn't care. They were about to climb up the city and were chopped. They immediately felt the pain to the bone. They were actually a knife that was tens of millions of times more painful than usual. Many Tatars couldn't stand it, and they immediately shouted and fell down from the ladder.

"Puuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

For a moment, it was like dumplings, and all of them fell down. Seeing this, the people of Daqing were cheering and thunderous. The most powerful thing about Wuhule of the Tatars was not that he was strong and not afraid of swords. The most powerful thing was that he was so fierce that he was afraid of death and never stopped. He was like a demon plaguing him, which made people feel afraid and dared not come forward!

When the two armies fight, morale is the most important thing. Even if morale is blocked, even if the brave army is defeated, it will be defeated. Fortunately, Wuhule is a minority among the Tatars. Otherwise, this battle would not have to be fought long ago. Just send tens of thousands of such immortal monsters to the scene. Daqing's city defense will be like a chicken egg and will be broken immediately!

The soldiers of Daqing were afraid of Tatars. Whenever they fought, they had to be the generals who dared to move forward bravely. Now that they saw a few basins of cold water, they would ruin their achievements. When they fell, they screamed more miserably. How could they not make the soldiers of Daqing cheer?

The Tatars were shocked to see this situation. Naturally, they never expected that the warriors who were blessed by the gods would be beaten back to their original form by several basins of cold water, and they couldn't help but exclaim.

"Can the other party be blessed by the gods?"

"Nonsense! The gods will only protect us and will not shelter the people of Daqing!"

The man below was surprised and inexplicably, the little prince of Tatar was sitting upright on the horse. Seeing this, he couldn't help but be shocked and angry, and shouted,

"Please ask the great wizard!"

Someone hurried to invite the great wizard, and the withered and thin wizard was helped out, and he was shocked to see the situation.

"This...what's going on?"

Bald man was furious when he heard this.

"Ben Khan should ask you this! Great Wizard, you are too old, your mana is already decreasing!"

The old wizard was so angry that his beard shook.

"Khan is careful to speak, the majesty of the gods cannot be argued with!"

The old wizard sent someone to carry Wuhule from the city back. After carefully looking at the wounds of several people, he found that it was not fatal, but everyone was sobbing and struggling. The old wizard thought for a while and gritted his teeth.

"Prepare it into my tent, I want to cast a spell and ask the gods to bless you!"

It is the humanity around life who carried it back.

"Get the medicine!"

Someone took black potion and poured them one by one. Soon, they stopped howling pain, their eyes began to turn white, and the old wizard sighed.

"I hope they can hold on!"

He asked someone to help these people up. The old wizard raised his hands and jumped and screamed for a while, and then took the lead and walked out of the tent.

The Tatars who had been filled with medicine were still blanched in their eyes and followed closely behind him.

"go!"

The old wizard raised his hands forward, and the group of Huwuhule let out a wild beast roar and rushed towards the city wall. Zhu Houzhao, who was above, pulled Wei Wu when he saw this.

"How to do it now? Or pour water?"

Wei Wu also scratched his head a little.

"I... I don't know, otherwise... I'll try again?"

Zhu Houzhao's eyes turned and ordered Mou Bin,

"Come to me Master Han!"

"Your Majesty...this..."

Mou Bin looked embarrassed,

"It's unknown if the two armies are fighting!"

Zhu Houzhao glared at him,

"Nonsense! I remember that when Taizong was away from Jingnan, he kept Renzong and Empress Renxiao defending the city. Li Jinglong's army was approaching. It was Empress Renxiao who put on armor and held the sword and personally led the palace servants to defend the city to ensure the safety of Shuntian. Who said that the woman was unknown to the city!"

Mou Bin could not refute, so he had to invite Han Qi. Han Qi dressed up in a literati and went to the top of the city. This was the first time she came to the front line of the two armies fighting. Seeing this scene of flesh and blood, her face turned pale and her legs were weak. Wei Wu hurried over to support her.

"Sister Qi, are you... okay?"

Han Qi took a breath, suppressed the disgust and discomfort in her heart, and asked, holding Wei Wu's hand tightly.

"What's the matter with Your Majesty summoning me?"

Zhu Houzhao pointed at the Tatar humanitarianism that was slowly advancing below,

"It works if you pour cold water on the front, but an old man jumped out from behind. I don't know how to make trouble, but he actually regained the Tartars!"

Han Qi plucked up her courage to look carefully when she heard this. However, she was not good at seeing clearly, so she asked Wei Wu.

"What do those Tatars look like?"

Wei Wu responded with a good look,

"The eyes turned white, the squint eyes opened, and the tongue was stuck out like a beast..."

Han Qi narrowed her eyes and thought for a while.

"I think... this is the Tatar wizard who has increased the dosage!"

"Then... how should we deal with it?"

Han Qi thought for a while and said,

"This medicine is a tiger and wolf medicine. The old wizard is using it like this, so I'm afraid I don't want to keep these people alive!"

Thinking about it,

"The power of the medicine stone is too strong, and using water is useless..."

Looking up, he saw the big drum on the city tower, and said to Zhu Houzhao,

"Ask people to beat the big drum, and then take several gongs, and take as many as possible. When the Tatars approach, they will beat them hard, and the louder the better!"

After so busy, I kept asking for instructions, and soon I found out as much as I could. When the Tatars approached, they immediately rang. It was strange that those who heard the harsh gongs and the drums that were drumming, they actually started to go crazy, covering their heads and screaming wildly, but turned around and rushed to their own camp...

The Tatars were caught off guard and were so scared that they retreated one after another. Naturally, there was the one who couldn't escape. They grabbed the arm by their own Wuhule and twisted it hard.

"ah……"

The scream started, and the arm was twisted off, and the blood was splattered as high as three feet. The man fell to the ground with pain, and was then stepped on his stomach and died of blood immediately...

Another person who was grabbed by the braid behind his head was lifted up, swung his arm around and swung it twice, then flew out, leaving only a bloody human skin in his hand, and Wu Hule started the small debate in his hand, blocking the neck of another Tatar man, and just exerting force, and even exerting too much force, he pulled the debate in his hand off, and the person in front of him fell to the ground in anger.

Another person who didn't hold the man grabbed the hind legs of the war horse. The horse was frightened and neighed and kicked, but was grabbed onto the other leg. With such a tilt, the war horse fell heavily to the ground, immediately broke its ribs and neighed in pain. The knight on the horse was armed and pressed under the horse when it fell down and could not turn over. He was stepped forward and stepped on his back.

"Wow……"

With a sound, a blood-red object flew out of his throat. When he looked closely, it was an internal organ, but the bone was broken by a kick, shattering the internal organs and sprayed out of his mouth...

All these things seemed to be like a demon entering the world, killing the Tatar camp in a moment of chaos. Everyone called and retreated. The people of Daqing looked at the city clearly, and they couldn't help but look pale in their faces, and they said in their hearts,

"Fortunately, Mr. Han had a plan. If these Tatars rushed to the top of the city, we would have to scream and run away!"

Shi Yong is indeed a veteran who has been fighting for many years. When he saw the fighter's planes descend, he immediately shouted.

"Children, it's time to kill Tatars and avenge bloody revenge. Who dares to go out of the city with me to pursue me?"

When the troops above the city heard this, they were immediately excited. Over the years, the Tatars have always beaten us. When have we seen us go out of the city to pursue the Tatars!

Revenge is now!

At that moment, answered in unison.

"We are willing to go there!"

Seeing this, Shi Yong drew his sword.

"kill!"

But he got off the city wall first, and someone opened the city gate below, and soldiers flocked out. Among the chaotic troops, Han Qi had no time to hold Wei Wu and shouted loudly.

"Bring a gong!"

Those Wuhule had lost their minds and turned into wild beasts that only knew how to kill. Only the sound of the gong could stimulate the eardrums and make them afraid!

Wei Wu nodded when he heard this, pushed her towards the corner, avoiding the tide of people.

"Wait for me here!"

But Zhu Houzhao, who was yelling with excitement, was wrapped in the crowds who were leaving the city and chased the Tatars!

The pursuit ran for thirty miles until dusk, and the army was withdrawn. The Tatars were defeated in this battle!

The Tatars attacked the city because they used infantry more, but many of them got off their horses. Later, they were frightened by the crazy Wuhule, and the horses were frightened. Many of them did not get on the horses. When the Daqing people came out, these warriors who were used to being on horseback had long lost their fighting spirit and could only step on the wings and run wildly to run for life!
Chapter completed!
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