Finally, under the gaze of Zhuge Liang and Wang Hou, both of them were particularly eye-catching, one heavy and sealed bucket after another was transported to the siege trenches that were excavated in an extremely deep manner. Then, under the officer's trembling and shouting, twenty small torsion trenchers were lowered one by one, and hung up the sealed wooden buckets of about ten kilograms.

"put!"

With a command, twenty barrels were fooled by the catapult and a parabola was thrown upwards, and they were thrown into Zhuge Liang's cement fortress.

The one who was guarding against the castle was Hu Ji, who looked at these aggressive and malicious vats, and shouted with great vigilance.

"Defend to fire attack, prepare for buckets, archers under pressure, prepare Wei Gou to rush to the city, for the sake of the great man, vomit..."

Just as he gave the order, the first bucket had already hit the hard cement floor not far away. There was no explosive of turmeric oil exposed, a green and sticky stream, and a gray-black liquid in the middle splashed all over the ground. There seemed to be some strips of undecayed light inside. But just when the Shu army was stunned, leaning against the downwind, Hu Ji, who had not finished the order, had already sniffed his throat and vomited out with a wow sound.

"Be careful, Wei Gou is..., wow..., poisoning..."

He supported his general, and the personal soldiers had not finished shouting, and they vomited all the things they had done in the morning, and even the yellow gallbladder was vomiting all over the floor.

The rumbling sounds were heard one after another, and they lost face on the catapult on the city. Then the entire Shu army's defense line seemed to collapse, and a large number of soldiers were squeezing their throats and vomiting non-stop!

This thing was not something that Wang Hou traveled through time, but a weapon he developed many years ago, called the gentleness of the sea. Uh, translated into human words: fish caught by the sea, fish belly, fish blood, fish that cannot be eaten, fish internal organs, fish gills, stinky conch, rotten fish meat and other by-product garbage, all of them were stuffed into a bucket to seal it tightly, and then they ignored it, letting these things ferment in the bucket for two or three years, and then casting them onto the city wall.

The sour and refreshing smell is probably a disadvantage. It is ten times more odor than the canned herring, which is a biological weapon in later generations. It is already smelly enough for the Shu army to be a soldier. It lacks clothes to change, and has not washed feet for a long time. The smell is so bad. Compared with this smell, it is a small witch. There are Shu army who cover their throats and vomit endlessly, and even faint on the spot.

"The despicable Wei Gou actually poisoned!"

Ma Su slapped his thigh and put down his telescope, but Zhuge Liang's brows couldn't help but frowned.

"Wang Tuqiu can always have unexpected weapons! What a poison this is, its toxicity is so fierce!"

Just when the command center was full of surprise, the outer city of Nanling could no longer stay, so it accommodated 3,000 people. A fortress was smaller than a primary school. In such a narrow location, one thousand "canned herrings" were opened at the same time. The sour smell directly covered the entire fortress, without a good place!

He rushed to the city wall with great difficulty with his throat. Hu Ji was so angry that he cursed and waved his slap fiercely.

"Wei Gou, you have the ability to have a real sword..., you are so angry..., you are so angry..., you are so angry..., you are so angry..., you are so heroic..., you are so arrogant..., what kind of heroes are you?

He vomited three times in one sentence, making his eyes blurred, and Hu Ji waved his slap in anger again.

"Arrow! Casting machine! Vomit..., smash..."

It was also fumigated to death. The Shu army, who was defending the city, endured the stinking smell and felt uncomfortable in their stomachs. They were driving the catapult to pull the strings and holding the crossbows to shoot at the bottom of their feet. For a moment, the stone bows and arrows shot down from the city were like raining.

However, Wang Hou spent so much money and spent so much time to dig the trenches was not vegetarian. He let the intensive attacks throw them down. Qian Weijun shrank his head into the trenches without showing his head. You just couldn't hit him. Moreover, in the fury of Hu Ji, the second batch of twenty small buckets were thrown out under the torsional catapult, not only hitting the city wall, but also hitting the battlements. The yellow and green belts with black liquid splashed everywhere.

A stronger smell came up. The general of Shu, who had already vomited his stomach, couldn't help but sniffed his throat again.

"Despicable..., despicable Wei Gou..., vomit..."

Amid Zhuge Liang's concerns, the next day, Nanling Wai Fort opened the city and surrendered.

It's so smelly! Wang Hou of later generations watched the video, and the canned herrings smelled by the dogs, and the dogs vomited them. This magnitude is equivalent to tens of thousands of canned herrings being opened in a small castle.

More than a hundred people were beaten to death, and with a severe disgusting feeling, I couldn't even eat and vomited exhausted. How could I fight again?

In fact, if it weren't for the Wei army, they would be afraid of being hit by the city and climbing the ladder to the top of the city, no one would defend it.

Hu Ji refused to surrender, but he was exhausted from vomiting and was forced out by the Shu army. However, he was in trouble when surrendering because they were too smelly and the Wei army was unwilling to accept it. In the end, there was no way, so he sent a team of people to pinch their noses and watch over more than two thousand Shu army prisoners who had put down their weapons. He swayed weakly and jumped into the canal, washed the river and stinked the smell, and was then taken down.

As for the outer city of Nanling, no group of Wei troops were willing to enter the city to receive the garrison, so they simply threw it there, and the Shu army withdrew the siege, and an empty city in the mountains was forgotten. Even many years later, archaeologists led a team into the city and could still feel a little strong stench. It is inferred that there must have been a massacre here during the Battle of Wei and Shu that year, at least tens of thousands of people were buried here to leave such a stench.

But after digging the entire mountain, I didn’t see the corpse pit, so that it completely became a unsolved case here.

However, Zhuge Liang couldn't care about what happened in the future. He could only care about what was happening in front of him. In the past two days, a fortress fell, and the losses of the three thousand Shu troops, plus the time to dig trenches, Wang Hou could pull out two of his strongholds at the earliest in a month. In about half a year, Hanzhong could not hold on.

Withdrew from the outpost near Nanling and gathered all the capable generals of the Shu army together. Zhuge Liang had an extremely serious expression and directly issued a death order. He would destroy the supply line of the Wei army at all costs, especially the heavy red bucket, which had to be smashed!

In the next few days, such miracle scenes often appeared on the roads in Hanzhong. The Wei army and civilians were pushing the supply van and transporting them forward vigilantly. Suddenly, a team of Shu soldiers emerged from the forest. The reckless man, holding an axe, screamed and chopped on the small bucket in the transport carriage.

Immediately afterwards, whether it was the raided Shu army or the Wei army transported, they all vomited!
Chapter completed!