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714. Shooting oneself in the foot

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    ??????????????????????? However, there were deer and horses waiting in front of the gate of the village. If they were not moved or destroyed, there was no way for the chariot to move forward, so Xu Rong sent hundreds of soldiers up to try to move or destroy these defensive tools.

    "Whoosh!"

    When Xu Rong's soldiers approached the camp, the crossbow arrows on the wall began to attack.

    The crossbow arrows guarding the city cannot be resisted by the shields held by the soldiers. The arrows shot by the crossbows can pierce both the shields and the soldiers.

    Seeing his soldiers screaming and being pierced by arrows, Xu Rong suddenly felt lucky. Fortunately, there were only four crossbows on the wall in front of the camp. If there were a few more, his men would have to pay even more casualties.

    Although the four crossbows were extremely lethal, they were not very fast. They could not stop the advance of Xu Rong's soldiers.

    After paying more than a dozen casualties, Xu Rong's soldiers finally reached a distance of about ten feet from the camp. This distance had already entered the attack range of the archers.

    "put!"

    At this moment, a familiar figure appeared on the wall of the village, making Xu Rong grit his teeth and growl: "Traitor."

    It turned out that Wang Fang was directing the archers to shoot.

    "Whizzing!"

    Countless arrows fell from the sky. These arrows shot from ordinary bows were numerous, but their lethality was far behind compared to the city-defending crossbow arrows.

    They can be blocked by shields. This wave of attacks did not cause much damage. The shield soldiers below protected themselves very well and blocked the rain of arrows falling from the sky.

    In the short distance of ten feet, Xu Rong's men finally arrived in front of the village gate and began to move away the things from Jumalu Village at the cost of dozens more casualties.

    "good!"

    Seeing this, Xu Rong couldn't help but clapped his hands. He was very excited and excited. Being able to successfully walk to the gate of the village was already the first step to victory.

    However, Xu Rong always felt that this was too simple.

    Xu Rong felt a little strange. The defense was too weak. From the time his soldiers set out until now, they had only been attacked by crossbows and bows. There were no other attacks. The defense of the camp was very weak.  Although it caused injuries to dozens of soldiers, for hundreds of people, this casualty was still acceptable.

    "At least Xu Rong can accept it. If he can capture the camp and drive Liu Zhe down the river, not to mention dozens of people, thousands of people or even 10,000 soldiers behind him will be lost.

    There must be a conspiracy, Xu Rong guessed.  It's just that he guessed that there must be a conspiracy, but Xu Rong couldn't guess what the conspiracy was, and even if there was a huge trap ahead, he had to bite the bullet.

    Soon, the soldiers sent by Xu Rong, braving the rain of arrows from above and suffering huge casualties, finally cleared a road directly to the village gate.

    "The second batch." Xu Rong said coldly.

    The first batch of soldiers had already suffered one-third casualties, and the casualties were still increasing. However, Xu Rong had no intention of letting them come back. Xu Rong could usually be said to love his soldiers like a son, but on the battlefield, Xu Rong became another person.  People are ruthless.

    The second group of soldiers was sent out. They were more numerous than the first group. At the same time, there was a car behind them, with four soldiers on each side pushing it.

    This is a crude punch machine made by processing. It has a thick tree trunk with the front sharpened, and the four wooden wheels underneath are turning gurglingly as it sets off slowly.

    Around it, soldiers holding large shields gathered around it. For them, rushing the car was the most important thing.

    "Good guy."

    Liu Zhe appeared on the wall of the village, looked at the rush car being pushed slowly, and said softly: "The rush car is dispatched so soon?"

    "Lord, let me destroy it." Dian Wei looked at the car and directly asked for a fight.

    The threat of car rushing is undoubtedly huge, and the village gate cannot withstand its impact.

    Liu Zhe smiled and said, "Don't worry, it won't do anything."

    Then he said to Dian Wei: "Have someone bring the oil cans here."

    Xu Rong's original goal was to turn the camp into a fortress, like Baima City near Baimajin. At the same time, in order to prevent the camp from being captured, he stocked a lot of supplies in the camp, including oil tanks.  son.

    Unfortunately, the camp was attacked by Liu Zhe and fell in one fell swoop. Most of the supplies in the reserve fell into Liu Zhe's hands, including the oil cans.  However, the number is not large, but it is more than enough to cope with the current wave of attacks.

    When Dian Wei heard this, his eyes immediately lit up, and he immediately sent someone to move all the dozen or so oil cans

    Here, Wang Fang was sniping desperately, and the soldiers below were desperately defending. Although the charging car was moving slowly, it finally arrived in front of the village gate.

    "good."

    Xu Rong clapped his hands again, feeling happy. As long as he rushed his car to break through the village gate, his army could quickly rush in.

    However, Xu Rong was shocked by the figures with their hands raised on the wall, and the flames that shot up into the sky stung Xu Rong's eyes.

    "Made," Xu Rong cursed. He had forgotten this time. The number of a dozen oil cans was too small, and he had forgotten it.

    The oil cans he had stored in the camp have now become Liu Zhe's tool to deal with him, which makes Xu Rong's face burn. How ironic is this.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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