Boom ~

The gun actually rushed in with great accuracy along the shooting hole on the city tower. With the crackling sound, the bricks rubbed by the shot put were split into pieces, and the splattered stones were scattered like bullets. Amid the screams, more than a dozen Dongwei military soldiers wearing single-bow steel crossbows, wearing cloth clothes, and even one of the artillery close to them was bleeding from their foreheads and fell to the ground screaming.

However, this was not the first shot. Behind him, there were officers from the gentry constantly supervising the battle with knives. The defenders in the city tower were busy preparing to fire the cannon and shoot downwards to prevent the Western Wei army from climbing the city.

No one noticed the special nature of the shells fired behind them!

Most of the other shells were round, but this thing was conical, which was very similar to later tank armor-piercing shells. Moreover, after the shell was released, the gunpowder could quickly dissipate and cool down. However, the shell was getting hotter and hotter, and even had a faint tendency to turn red. A particularly pungent black smoke began to emerge from the hole at the tail of the shell, which was like a bowler's eye, and it became thicker and thicker, showing a lingering momentum.

When people find out, it's too late!

Suddenly, an unprecedented sense of disgust came out of his stomach. He held a heavy shot put. Old Wang, who was about to fill the gun, suddenly spit out a foam from the corner of his mouth, and staggered to the ground. Seeing the battle situation under the city, the Western Wei army's tiger squatting cannon even stood up 80 meters in the corner. The angry Hedong Qin clan team was running over with a whip and cursing. He swung the whip and was about to teach the soldiers who were doing this bad thing a lesson.

But as soon as he ran two steps in the smoke, he felt disgusted and white foam came out of his mouth. He staggered and fell to the ground.

At this time, the defenders on the second floor of the city gate tower realized that they didn’t know what to do, but someone threw the poison in!

"It's poisonous, run..., wow gul-guru..."

Old Liu, who was leading his own crossbow soldiers at the corner of the wall, roared and foamed from his mouth and collapsed on the ground. He covered his nose and ran out in a panic, falling down one after another. The entire narrow cement gate building, the dark smoke and dust were getting bigger and bigger, just like the god of death was cruelly harvesting life.

"What's going on? Fire!"

Above his head, the sound of beans bursting in crackling sounds were already connected. He was really crackling on the Wang crossbow like hail. Those who had studied in Guanxi and the extremely expensive crossbowmen fell into pools of blood. Sima Yi's confidant officer, Jia Chong, whose facial features were General Jia, had his eyes red. He pulled out his knife with a buzzing sound and roared. He rushed into the door building angrily. But as soon as he met, the crossbow master He Zhong was just as blue as his face, his eyes were almost glaring out, and he pinched his neck, and fell to the ground like a fierce ghost asking for his life.

Jia Chong also came out of troubled times. Seeing Manlou Heiyan reacted immediately, covering his nose, he turned back in horror and rushed out.

Perhaps more than conspiracy, Wang Hou could not play with Sima Yi, Zhuge Liang and Jia Xu, the demon among the three, but under his feet was the shoulders of a giant who had been aged two thousand years!

The king of war One is a machine gun, but the god of death deserves to be poisonous gas headed by mustard gas. The layers of trenches and machine guns have caused large-scale charges in the past to be thrown into the garbage dump of history. Humans have also developed this ultimate terrifying method of killing. Poison gas bombs and gas cylinders once seized the lives of the British, French and German troops one by one.

When Zhuge Liang also started to play the position trench war, the god of death, which was emitting black air, also broke into Wang Hou's mind.

In fact, Wang Hou's poisonous gas bombs are far less terrifying than mustard gas during the war. The conical shells increase their armor-piercing ability. The hollow cannon abdomen is placed in the hollow cannon for heating and smoldering. There are a lot of poisons such as arsenic, wolf poison weeds, etc. that Wang Hou himself cannot call him. As the coals are roasted, the highly toxic substances appear like devils.

In this narrow bunker room, it is particularly fatal!

The biggest disadvantage of this poisonous gas bomb is time. Before the poison is evaporated, throw the shell out quickly, and the lethality is better than nothing. But who knows the problem!

This is the fear of being an enemy with Wang Hou. You may be able to suppress him in strategy, but you never know what trump card he can take out!

In the rumbling artillery fire, poisonous gas bullets roared into the bunker that Wang Hou personally ordered to build. The black poisonous smoke evaporated, and the cannon positions were silent one after another. In this effort, the Western Wei army, which was rushing to attack the city, was not in a hurry. The engineers pushed the artillery array and continued to extend forward. The countless artillery fires and Doomsday meteors landed on the top of the city, giving the military formation of the Guandong family a fatal blow!

"Fire! Shoot! Counterattack! !!"

He looked like those strange heroes in the TV series. His helmets were hit by the bricks and stones that were bouncing up by cannonballs. His hair was messy, his face was pitch black and bleeding. Jia Chong still held the sword high, hissing and roaring with all his might, and he was extremely cruelly holding the butts of the military soldiers, forcing them to penetrate into the smoke-filled tower with poisonous gas and pull out the cannons.

But at this moment, there were waves of noise from the messy under the city. When he turned around in surprise, Jia Chong's eyes turned red. He took two steps in three steps and ran down the towering city wall from the extraordinarily flat and spacious troop road specially built by Wang Hou. In a panic, he rushed to the horse teams that were also panic so that the flags were chaotic.

"Zuo Pushe, if you are not in the palace, what are you doing in Ximen?"

The face of the mighty and rigid old man on weekdays was full of helplessness. Chen Tai, who was also a famous scholar at that time, had a very old and helpless face. The luxurious black robe of the high-ranking official on his body was splashed with bloodstains. He was lamenting loudly and patting his thighs.

"I'm sorry to Your Majesty!"

"Palace! Falling!"

"How is that possible?"

Looking at Chen Tai's sad expression, Jia Chong couldn't help but stagger violently, and his legs even became a little soft.

How could it be impossible! This city was designed by Wang Hou! In order to discharge sewage, he also built a complex and advanced drainage system in the area of ​​Guizhou Fang, the imperial palace. The outlet of the sewage discharge sewage is not even familiar with Wang Hou.

This Luoyang City is too big! It is not smaller than Tang Chang'an. If Sima Yi left 200,000 troops here, every battlement and every city gate could be defended by key points. Even if Wang Hou dared not attack the city head-on, there would be 40,000 people? Such a big city would probably not be able to block the entire thief, let alone comprehensive defense.

The main force attacked the Yiluo Gate at the Ximen, advanced troops around the city to attack the Tonghua Gate at the Ximen, Zhenyi Gate and Guangde Gate dispersed the defenders' forces. The light commando pinched their noses and drilled into the sewer and rushed into the palace, directly giving the Eastern Wei a "heart beauty" to the defense everywhere.

In the city, waves of war smoke also ignited. Behind it, the violent sound of war drums was like the thunder in the sky. It was the sound of the general attack drums launched by the Western Wei Dynasty. In the east and south of the city, there was also a noise coming. I took a look at Chen Tai's old face like an orange peel. With a roar, Jia Chong suddenly picked up the battle knife and wiped it on his neck.

A stream of blood spurted out with heat...
Chapter completed!