However, the Luzhai Refusing Horses and others were placed there in front of the village gate. If they were not moved or destroyed, there would be no way to move forward, so Xu Rong sent hundreds of soldiers up to him, hoping to move these defense tools away or destroy them.

"Swoosh!"

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

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

Seeing his soldier screaming and being pierced by arrows, Xu Rong suddenly felt a little grateful that there were only four crossbow arrows on the wall in front of the camp. If there were a few more, his subordinates would have to pay more casualties.

Although the four crossbow arrows are astonishingly lethal, they are not fast, so they cannot stop Xu Rong's soldiers from advancing.

After more than a dozen casualties, Xu Rong's soldiers finally arrived at about ten feet from the camp, which had already entered the attack range of the archer.

"put!"

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

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

"Swish!"

Countless arrows fell from the sky, and these arrows shot from ordinary bows and arrows were numerous, but their lethality was just a fraction of that compared with the city-defying crossbow arrows.

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

Just ten feet away, Xu Rong's subordinates suffered dozens of casualties and finally arrived in front of the village gate. They began to move those who were ruling Malu Village.

"good!"

Seeing this, Xu Rong couldn't help but slap his palm, and was very excited and excited. Being able to successfully walk to the gate of the village was 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 he set out to now, he had only encountered attacks from crossbows and bows, and there were no other attacks. The defense of the camp was very weak. Although it caused damage to dozens of soldiers, for hundreds of people, this casualty was still acceptable.

At least Xu Rong was acceptable. If he could conquer this camp, he drove Liu Zhe into the river, not to mention dozens of people, even thousands of people or even ten thousand soldiers behind him could lose.

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

Soon, the soldiers sent by Xu Rong braved the rain of arrows above and caused huge casualties, and finally cleared a road that led to the village gate.

"The second batch." Xu Rong said coldly.

The first group of soldiers had suffered one-third of casualties, and the casualties were still increasing. However, Xu Rong did not mean to let them come back. Xu Rong could usually be said to love soldiers like his sons, but when he went to the battlefield, Xu Rong became another person, cruel and ruthless.

The second group of soldiers was sent out, with more people than the first group, and at the same time, there was a rushing car behind them, and four soldiers pushed it out on the other side.

This is a simple rushing truck made by processing. The thick tree trunk is sharpened in front, and four wooden wheels below are turning around and setting off slowly.

Beside it, soldiers holding large shields surrounded them, and for them, rushing is the most important thing.

"Good guy."

Liu Zhe appeared on the wall of the village, looked at the slow-pulling car, and whispered: "Do you go out so quickly?"

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

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

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

Then he said to Dian Wei: "Please let someone move the oil can."

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

Unfortunately, the camp was attacked by Liu Zhe and fell into pieces in one fell swoop. Most of the reserved materials fell into Liu Zhe's hands, including oil cans. However, the amount was not large, but it was more than enough to deal with the current attack.

When Dian Wei heard this, his eyes lit up immediately, and he immediately sent someone to bring all ten jars of oil jars.

On this side, Wang Fang tried his best to snipe, and the soldiers below tried their best to defend themselves. Although the rushing car was slow, they finally arrived in front of the village gate.

"good."

Xu Rong slapped his palm again, feeling happy that as long as he rushed through the gate of the village, his army could quickly rush in.

However, the figures of several figures holding hands on the village wall shocked Xu Rong, and then the flames soared into the sky made Xu Rong's eyes sting.

Made and Xu Rong cursed, he forgot this, and the number of more than a dozen oil cans was too small, and he forgot.
Chapter completed!