"The angle is offset from three units in the east, and the push rod pulls down one unit. OK, wait for my order and pull the main rod."

"The angle moves six units to the west, okay, it's OK. Put out the cigarette and notify the Wentank to attack."

Because of the attack distance, the location of the Torch Stone Machinery is six or seven thousand meters away from the south gate, far away from Sun Jian's front. Li Ling adjusted the angles of the two Torch Stone Machines and released gray and black wolf smoke.

In the front of Sun Jian, more than a thousand meters away from the south gate, swords and soldiers stood up and shields, and archers climbed high and shot, guarding the extremely conspicuous stair tower and slowly advancing.

Li Ling stood on the earth slope in front of the Jushi Machinery and looked at the military formation in front of him from afar.

In the stone-treating slot of the torch mechanism behind him, the red sperm iron that was hugging each other was burning with a slight smell.

"Projection!" Li Ling ordered.

"Chong~Chong~!" Two strange sounds like tough bamboos breaking. Two fire bombs like meteorites roared out from the sky above Li Ling's head.

The sky that lit up the sunny sky, drew a perfect arc, dragging the black smoke all the way, and hitting the south gate city wall.

"Boom~! Boom~!" Two loud noises accompanied by gravel and fire, bombarded the city walls about 500 meters on both sides of the south gate.

Just as I was going to separate this section of the city wall, the two burnt seas of fire, accompanied by a lot of screams, completely exposed the south gate of Wancheng to war.

If the West Gate attacks the city bloody, violent, and pure, then when Li Ling and others reach the South Gate, release the Cloud Ladder and the Torch Stone into their place.

The mode of war seemed to have spanned the century and entered the smoke of wars of the princes. A sense of oppression that perfectly combines power and instruments makes people feel arguably.

The turret slowly approached the city wall, and the target position was exactly the middle area where two torch stones were thrown. There was no decent attack on the city wall at this time.

When the two pedal towers leaned against the city walls on both sides of the city gate, Sun Jian, who was preparing to charge for the death, was even a little uncomfortable.

"Boom~!Boom~!" Two more torch stones fell.

It seems that the landing point of the last time was the coordinates, and the torch stone fell to a further position on both sides again, causing a space to isolate the enemy from above the city wall.

The casting of the torch stone is processed by kneading fine iron into wood. When it is placed in the casting groove, it will be heated and ignited by the magic circle for about twenty seconds, and then fire and throw, causing the effect of bombardment.

"Chong, if such a magical weapon cannot capture the city, how can it be seen with the elders of Jiangdong?"

With an ancient ingot knife in hand, Sun Jian, who was originally planning to walk on foot, looked at the shape of the turtle, turned over the horse, rushed behind him with a roar, and drove the horse out.

During the five breaths, the green horse crossed three times, and after another breath, Sun Jian had already seen the Yellow Turban on the wall in front of him, with a face full of fear and confusion constantly intertwined.

"The roaring waves~!"

The green horse stood up on the head of the city. Sun Jian suddenly raised his aura and shouted angrily. The blades around him turned into huge waves dozens of meters.

As the waves shot, the sword energy like a green spring was completely dyed red by blood. On the city wall, there was no living Yellow Turban within dozens of meters.

"Kill~!" After leaping on horseback, Sun Jian raised his sword. A large number of spearmen holding three-meter long spears behind him stepped on the stairs, from both sides of Sun Jian, killed the city wall and rushed down the city.

"MD, I can't afford to kill you? I will explode one day." Seeing Sun Jian's violent opening, Li Ling's mouth was sore.

"Zu Mao Huanggai! Pull the torch stone farthest and let it go out, and we will also go into the city. Sun Wentai is not authentic, and it will be the exclusive killer at the beginning, showing off its stinking."

As Li Ling finished speaking, two torch stones drew a long arc, spanning ten thousand meters away, and fell into Wancheng without any thoughts.

"General Li, is it conquered now?"

Zu Mao Huang Gai ran to Li Ling incredible ways, looking at the south door slowly opening in the distance. They just moved the wooden push rod a few times, which opened the south door?

"Siege is that simple." Li Ling said indifferently.

Although it is a fork, the siege battle at this time is really hard to compare with later generations.

Later generations of advanced war horses had amazing leaping power, and because of the addition of a large number of war equipment, most of the cities were expanded and rebuilt again.

A large number of civil officials and advisers entered the war, and various defense measures emerged one after another.

Compared to at least three carriages in parallel, it is like the steel city wall on the schoolyard. It is really not difficult for Li Ling to siege the city now.

I chatted with Zhu Jun for a while before, but I just wanted to fool some benefits...

"Let's go and grab the heads of Sun Wentai."

Li Ling rode on the black armored squid, except for the five hundred soldiers riding on the iron armor, released other soldiers in his prison space, greeted Zu Mao Huanggai, and rushed towards the south gate.

"Haha." Zu Mao Huang Gai looked at each other and smiled, and also turned over and chased Li Ling and his party into the city.

Along the way, anyone who holds a war will be killed whenever he meets everyone.

The Yellow Turbans were like a tide and the sea. Even the militia under Li Ling's command was much higher than that of the Yellow Turban soldiers. He galloped all the way, accompanied by the rushing momentum, the cavalry rushed forward, and the red blood spread.

At this time, outside the city of Wancheng, in the big tent of the Yellow Turban coach Zhao Hong, the wine glass at Zhao Hong was overturned by the shock of the last two torch stones put by Li Ling.

Before asking the reason, a Yellow Turban soldier stumbled and knelt in front of him.

"Master, no, the South Gate is trapped, and the government troops rushed over?"

Zhao Hong was stunned and stunned. He stepped forward two steps forward to grab the soldiers on the ground and said sternly: "How is it possible? Why is it the South Gate? But there is a spy who colludes with the enemy."

When the soldiers were still in the future and their answers, laughter and scolding had already come from afar.

"Okay, Li Bolie, you don't have any facial hair."

"Haha, I thank General Sun for his march quickly. I will take down the head of the chief general and send it to Wentai to receive the merits."

"Thank you General Sun." A group of scattered iron cavalry beside Li Ling spoke together.

But it was Li Ling who rushed into the city and met Sun Jian.

When the two met, Sun Jian kindly released the marching strategy to Li Ling's cavalry.

It was a magic that could increase the movement speed by range. As a result, Li Ling turned around and took the cavalry and rushed towards the direction of the main general in the outer city.

At this time, Sun Jian seemed to have no auxiliary skills, and Li Ling's guardianship could only be applied to him. However, when the march had to slightly increase the speed of everyone's movement, the cavalry took the lead.

Within the city wall is the outer city. The outer city is large and large, but the buildings are not dense. In addition to a large number of farmland, some farmers have wooden houses with wasteland slopes everywhere.

Among the outer city, there is also an inner city. Inside it is the place where most residents' houses, shops and inns are concentrated.

This is a standard large city, and its specifications are not comparable to those of Huangxian.

Hearing the noise, Zhao Hong threw down the Yellow Turban soldiers in his hand and walked out of the military tent. He saw a group of black-armored monsters who had stepped into his camp gate and couldn't help but shout in panic.

"Where is the magician?"

"exist."

During the answer, dozens of strange Taoist men wearing gossip Taoist robes and holding whisk iron fan flashed out from the main general's tent and appeared behind Zhao Hong.

"Kill them." Zhao Hong ordered.

"Ode to the Lord!"

"The magician!? The iron cavalry charges! Kill the magician first!" Seeing a group of Taoists appear, Li Ling hurriedly returned to the slaughter and ordered the Iron Cavalry.

The green horse was already a golden war horse, and its movement speed was not worse than that of a sling. At this time, when he saw Li Ling turning back in a mess, Sun Jian laughed out loud.

"Haha, Brother Bolie, although you have great skills, your body is still too bad. Let me help you."

"Brother, you are your eldest nephew. Go away and don't go there." Li Ling hurriedly greeted.

"Iron Cavalry Charge!" The Iron Cavalry of the Giannius obeyed Li Ling's orders and used the Iron Cavalry Charge to charge together. The waves of air surging, and they rushed straight towards the group of Taoists.

"Collecting the Fire Column!"

The fire suddenly rose, and dozens of fire pillars hit a famous cavalry. Any cavalry that was hit was wrapped in the fire pillar and had more than one hundred damages on their heads.

"Hiss~, how did the bandits gather so many alchemists?"

Dozens of roaring fire pillars exploded, each of which had a diameter of two or three meters. The scene was very terrifying. Sun Jian, who was about to rush forward, stood up and rushed towards Li Ling.

"Huh~! Fortunately, I'm thick enough. Zhang Jiao's exclusive military service, the Yellow Turban Magician, has 130 damages. Uncle Wentai, how much do you defend against?" Li Ling asked Sun Jian.

"60! Thank you Bolie to block..." Sun Jian said in fear.
Chapter completed!