“Cruff!”

“Cruff!”

“Cruff!”

The unique sound of the winch turning sounded.

The second ladder that was originally lying on the body of the ladder truck was slowly raised and leaned towards the city wall.

The cloud ladder was not as high as the city wall, but after these two ladders were erected, they could be almost level with the city.

Below are soldiers of Yan State pulling a winch, and there are hooks hanging on the city wall to fix them. The soldiers of Zhao State guarding the city will be difficult to push them down unless the ladder is cut down.

At the same time, the soldiers of Yan State also stepped onto the cloud ladder and started a climbing journey.

"Stone, smash it down!"

Faced with the prepared siege of Yan State, Zhao Jia was not afraid at all and was still calm.

He watched more and more soldiers of Yan State climb up the ladder, and he calmly gave orders.

"Boom!"

The soldiers of Zhao State received the order and lifted up the stones that had been prepared long ago, smashed them down the top of the ladder.

"Ahhhh!"

The kinetic energy of a large stone falling from the sky is by no means comparable to that of flesh and blood.

The stones rolled down, and the Yan army screamed endlessly. Many Yan army fell to the ground like dumplings.

Especially those Yan Jun who were hit by stones, some people had brains, some people had broken chest cavity, and some people had broken bones and tendons.

Compared with the long-range shooting of archers, the lethality caused by this rock is obviously greater and can touch people's nerves more.

The soldiers of Yan State who fell to the ground were wailing and shouting in pain.

However, at this time, no one on both sides cared about them, and the battle to the death continued.

Not long after, many corpses fell under the city wall, and blood almost dyed the ground red, mixed with white juice similar to brain matter, and the disgusting intestines.

Compared to the fire attack beside the river bank, the siege battle seemed even more tragic and bloody.

Zhao Jia, who had never experienced this, looked at such a tragic scene and felt her stomach surging and wanted to vomit.

Fortunately, he is extremely willful and knows that as the commander now, he must not lose his composure, otherwise he will shake the morale of the army.

He took a deep breath and tried to suppress the discomfort in his heart.

He distracted his mind and thought about how to win the war, and the discomfort became increasingly weaker.

Not just Zhao Jia.

Many of the female soldiers like Wang Ruobing also had pale faces, and many even started vomiting.

Zhao Jia did not blame them, but just urged everyone to do their own responsibilities.

The war continues.

The stones were consumed very quickly. Even though the Yan army had suffered heavy casualties, it still relied on its advantages to launch an uninterrupted attack.

"Boom!"

The stones at the city gate were cleaned up, and the Yan army moved away the body blocking the front and pushed the rusher to hit the city gate again.

"Roll the wood!"

Zhao Jia's eyes were calm and he commanded the soldiers guarding the city to smash people with rolling wood

Although the rolling wood does not have the lethality of the stone, it can greatly limit the enemy's siege. After rolling down, it can also become an obstacle, delay the enemy's marching and siege speed.

Zhao Jia was well prepared, and there were so many more rolling wood than stones.

"Gululu!"

The rolling wood poured down, and the Yan army, who were attacking the city one after another, suffered heavy damage again.

The rusher responsible for hitting the city gate, even if there is a shield on it, will be almost smashed and destroyed at this time.

As time goes by, more and more wood rolls under the city walls.

Countless soldiers of Yan State crossed the dense rolling woods that fell on the ground, and continued to attack the city under the urging of war drums.

"It's time!"

Seeing that the soldiers of Yan State and the rolling wood were already intertwined, Zhao Jia looked up at the sky again and murmured to himself.

"Start throwing firewood, tinder oil!"

With the issuance of Zhao Jia's order, the firewood and turbid oil piled up in the city were quickly moved to the city wall.

"Crazy!"

Bales of firewood were thrown down, and the generals of Yan, who were urging the siege to attack the city, all their faces changed drastically when they saw this.

"Retreat, retreat, retreat quickly!"

The generals and officers of Yan, who had been through the battlefield for a long time, were shouting at the top of their lungs, regardless of the lack of gold sound at this time.

However, the battlefield is so noisy.

Most of the soldiers advanced when they heard the drum and retreated when they heard the gold. The generals' shouts at this time seemed so powerless.

"Crazy!"

After throwing the firewood down, the tincture oil poured down like rain.

At this time, even ordinary soldiers seemed to know what was going to happen, and fear immediately wrapped around their bodies.

"Escape!"

At this time, all the old soldiers who were not required to command the school and had some knowledge began to turn around and escape.

Only the newly recruited soldiers were still a little confused.

"Chirr!"

The next moment, dense rockets fell from the sky, some fell into the pile of firewood, some fell into the tinder oil, and some fell on the rolling wood.

"boom!"

In an instant, the fire broke out and the wind and clouds changed color.

Even the Yan army was running away, the speed of escape was not very fast due to obstacles such as rolling wood and rocks.

The fire burned so suddenly and violently, illuminating the already dim sky like day.

"Ahhhh!"

The fire surrounded the Yan army. They were in pain, howling, shouting, and fled like crazy.

In just a moment, the city wall became hell on earth.

The pain of the Yan army located in the fire was naturally unspeakable. Even the soldiers of Zhao State on the city wall felt their scalp numb when they saw the Yan army being burned to charcoal.

At this moment, they looked at Zhao Jia again, and in addition to their previous respect, they were more afraid.

In their eyes, Zhao Jia is no longer the calm, stable and gentle young man in white clothes, but an existence who can make countless people die miserably with a wave of his hand.

Feeling the changes in everyone's eyes, Zhao Jia was also a little helpless.

He was not cold-blooded and bloody.

However, Zhao is in a difficult situation now. If extraordinary means are not used, the entire Zhao State may be destroyed.

At this time, Zhao Jia felt uncomfortable when he looked at the Yan army wailing in the fire.

He also felt a strong sense of guilt.

However, Ci did not take charge of the troops.

Since Zhao Jia has chosen this path, even though he knows that the corpse and blood are ahead, he still has to go on without hesitation.

This is the case in troubled times.

Zhao Jia did not want the destruction of Zhao State, did not want to see the Zhao people die tragically, nor did he want the country to be slaughtered by others after it was destroyed.

He wants to change history and to shine brightly in this world of great struggle.

Then, his heart must be cold and he must be free of means to win, so that he can rise in troubled times.

The raging fire, like the rising sun, illuminated the already dim sky.

Li Fu and the generals of Yan State stood behind and watched the battle situation.

As the sky was getting darker, Li Fu was also determined to order the troops to withdraw.

But he did not listen to the advice of the generals and made great efforts to take Gu Yi. If he retreated in shame, it would be a great shame.

Just as Li Fu was still hesitating, he suddenly saw the blazing fire burning under the city wall, and suddenly felt his scalp explode.

"Ahhhh!"

"Help!"
To be continued...