Feng Wuyou suddenly took a step forward and said coldly: "Nie Zheng, prepare for the rocket!"

"Yes!" Nie Zheng pulled out an arrow with ignition in front of him, waved on the torch, and the flames ignited. Feng Wuyou also picked up a jar and threw it down the city wall with force.

Almost the moment Feng Wuyou threw it out, Nie Zheng's rockets chased after him.

When it fell halfway to the city wall, the rocket caught up with the jar, and the cluster of fine iron arrows hit the jar and made a crisp cracking sound. Then with a bang, a huge impact burst out from the jar, and the things inside were scattered.

The impact of the explosives itself is already amazing. Many people from Beiliang fell off the ladder by rushing to the ground, and as the explosion shot out, there were also various iron nails, broken porcelain, sewing needles, etc.

These things may not be fatal, but the radiation range is far from comparable to things like pounding wood and rolling stones.

"Wuyou, what is that?" Murong Yi rushed to Feng Wuyou and grabbed her wrist.

The power of this weapon is really terrible.

In fact, if it was just an explosion, this simple black gunpowder did not have much lethality, so Feng Wuyou added so many things to it. But even so, she would not tell the recipe. People's talent in some aspects is amazing. As long as they know the basic formula, it would be too simple to improve it. From gunpowder to atomic bomb, it only took a few hundred years, right?

It was wrong for her to bring such things to ancient times and she would never let them spread.

"Just a little thing. With this, we can at least stay for another day. Before the people of Beiliang retreat, let's go to defend the city first." Feng Wuyou pulled out his hand and shouted again: "Let it go!"

The Yunwei people who were on standby behind her were also frightened by the power of this small jar. Feng Wuyou had said before that there must be no mistakes in preparing this jar, otherwise none of them would survive. They thought it was alarmist, but now they realized that what she said was true.

Fortunately, they have developed the habit of obeying orders, otherwise the consequences would be really hard to say.

Hearing the order issued by Feng Wuyou, they divided into two groups to attack, one pulled out the jar, and the other group shot rockets.

In a flash, forty or fifty jars were thrown out. Not all of them exploded, but about ten were unresponsive. But even so, the Beiliang people who were originally climbing on the ladders were almost driven down.

I originally thought that this time I would not be able to hold on, but I didn't expect that the dark will not only hold on, but also gave the Beiliang people a head-on blow.

For a moment, the city wall was filled with excitement, and the morale of the Xiao family army was raised.

Cheng Zhijie also ran to Feng Wuyou and asked excitedly: "Princess, what was the thing you threw out just now? I was shocked! If you have this thing, why didn't you take it out earlier?"

This sounds like a complaint, but in fact, it's just too excited.

If there is such a thing, can the fairy still worry about not being able to keep it?

But Feng Wuyou poured a basin of cold water on him: "This thing is not so easy to make, and the production process is very dangerous. If you are not careful, it will not be the enemy, but yourself who dies."

Cheng Zhijie originally wanted to get one, but immediately retracted his hand when he heard this.

Feng Wuyou continued: "They thirty people made it for three days, but they only made 920, and not every 920 can play a role, at least one ten is dumb."

In other words, such things are both unstable and dangerous, and cannot be used on a large scale.

When Murong Yi heard these words, his brow finally let go of two points.

No matter how hard he did not want to be an enemy with Xiao Jinglan, he could not rule out the possibility of the court and the Xiao family army 100% of the possibility of antagonism. If one day the two armies really confront each other and the Xiao family army has such powerful weapons, the court would not have the power to fight back at all.

Feng Wuyou didn't want to promote gunpowder at all, so she said it deliberately very dangerous, but inadvertently eased Murong Yi's heart.

"How many attacks can you repel the remaining jars?" Although the Beiliang people retreated this time, they were just unexpectedly caused by Feng Wuyou's strange weapons.

Murong Yi could see that the lethality of this jar was not particularly great. Even if the broken porcelain pieces shot into the bodies of soldiers in Beiliang, as long as they were not vital, they were only slightly injured, and the impact on them was not particularly serious.

Once the Beiliang people adjust, they will definitely attack again.

"Conservative estimate, three to four times." Feng Wuyou said.

With such a large area of ​​the city wall, even if only one or two are cast per marquee, more than two hundred will be used.

"Three to four times, it will only last half a day at most." Murong Yi looked at Feng Wuyou: "You just said you can stay for another day."

Feng Wuyou is not a person who speaks nonsense. Since she says that, she must be sure. Is there any other way she can't use it?

Feng Wuyou rarely showed a hint of unbearable expression on her face and said softly: "It's time to calculate the day."

...

Beiliang Military Camp.

"What did you say? The injury cannot be cured?" The shepherd Zhebu grabbed the collar of the kneeling man: "How could it not be cured? It's not such a serious injury, it's just a small scratch! The men in Beiliang can continue riding horses if they break their legs. Such a small injury, do you tell me that the shepherd they can't go to the battlefield?"

"Pastoral, listen to me, the warriors are not just shot by arrows, the cunning Western Qin people wiped the poison on the arrows!"

"Nonsense! Not one or two people lying outside, but thousands of them. Did the people of Xiqin plant wheat and all plant poisonous weeds instead? Where did they get so many poisons?"

"Master, what the subordinates said is true. If the heir master doesn't believe it, you can go and have a look. After taking medicine, the warriors' wounds not only do not heal, but instead become suppurated and rotted, and then fall into a coma with high fever. This is not poison, what else can it be?"

I couldn't tell when I was first injured, and many people could even continue to fight, but as time went on, more and more people fell down in the past two days, and some of them were even weaker. After violent convulsions, vomiting and spasms, they died.

He has been practicing medicine in the army for so many years, but he has never seen such a cruel poison. Even if the flesh of the wound is not good, it will continue to suppurate, and it will continue to rot if it is decayed. They have no choice but to watch it.

The siege has been attacked for nearly forty rounds, and I don’t know how many injured people are. According to his conservative estimate, at least 20,000 of the 100,000 troops were injured. Some of the injuries have not worsened yet, but... this is just a matter of time.

After this battle, he could not even imagine how many 100,000 Northern Liang warriors could be left.

Zhebu's face turned pale, the people of Western Qin were too cruel. Their people were injured and they could continue to fight. However, as long as they were slightly injured, they would be the same as the dead. How could they fight such a war?

"Sir, do we still want to continue to attack the city?" asked a small tribal chief.

Zhebu gritted his teeth and walked quickly in the tent several times. When he stopped, he said sternly: "Attack! This Fairy Pass, I must conquer this shepherd's master!"

He has paid such a heavy price now. If he stopped now, all those who died before would die in vain. Only by conquering the Fairy Pass, snatching all the things inside, and killing all the people inside can he make up for some losses and have an explanation for the outside world.

Siege, start again.

The Xiao family army fought for three days and was exhausted. They were all supported and defended the city walls with one breath.

Whenever they were about to be unable to defend themselves, Feng Wuyou would order Yunwei to throw out the gunpowder jar and use the explosion and debris inside to kill and force the people of Beiliang to retreat.

The lethality caused by the arrows soaked in the golden juice began to show an impact in the camp of the people of Beiliang. Although Zhebu ordered people to strictly observe this matter and not disclose it, as more and more people fell down, the soldiers still knew it.

A panic began to spread among them, and even rumors began to begin to be rumored that the weapons of the Western Qin people were extremely powerful and extremely poisonous. If they were touched, they would die, and their death was extremely miserable.

The morale of the people of Beiliang was greatly affected and they were not so brave when siegeing the city. Everyone was paying attention to their surroundings, for fear of being injured by Western Qin weapons.

When he repelled the attack of the people of Beiliang again, Feng Wuyou leaned against the city wall, looking at the gray sky, and couldn't help but think of a handsome and noble face.

It seems that people really cannot establish FLAG. Before she left Beijing, she told herself that as long as she returns safely this time, she will tell Xiao Jinglan everything she has in her heart.

But this time, can she really go back alive?

...

Chenzhou, Bailu Pass.

Because the Bailu Pass stands out from the Western Qin map, its location is farther away than the Fairy Pass. Moreover, because the weather suddenly becomes colder, their speed of travel was greatly affected. It was not until the next night that they barely arrived at the pass.

In the general's tent, Xiao Jinglan sat high in the first place, Yan Bo stood behind him, and the other generals sat in the lower head in two rows.

"Prince, I will not agree!" The first person sitting on the left was a medium-sized and very strong man. He was also the main general of Bailu Pass, named Zheng Kebao.

"According to the prince, the Beiliang army will reach Fairy Pass for at least two days. There are only 12,000 defenders in Fairy Pass. Not to mention whether they can defend it or not, even if they guard it, it will take one day to get out of my Bailu Pass, and it will take one day to reach Fairy Pass. What's more, my Bailu Pass has only 30,000 people. How can I deal with the 100,000 troops? If I go, wouldn't I die?"

Zheng Kebao spoke, and many generals below agreed. Although they did not speak, they nodded.

Xiao Jinglan looked down and saw that most of the generals under him did not recognize him.

"Are you questioning my decision?" Xiao Jinglan remained motionless, and he didn't even raise his eyebrows.

Chenzhou and Jitang are far away. Are these people also affected by the bad soldiers under Cheng Huang?

Before the battle is fought, you will first decide the winner or loser.
Chapter completed!