Bu Six Rounds! Sir, we have put the scriptures up for sixteen rounds! "Samo Xiaomoban's eyes flashed with fear, and all eyes were on one person,

"Add four more rounds." Dylan Schise looked firm. Seeing the wrath of Poseidon's fury, he waved to the winch hand behind without hesitation, his fiery red head fluttering in the night breeze.

"Adult! You can't add it anymore. If you add it, you will die." The winch's hand pulled the winch hesitantly, and the campsite's fire shone. The shadow of the catapult of the ten gates of Poseidon's fury swings in the firelight, and it seems that it will be pulled off by the tight steel rope at any time. The tight squeak made everyone nervously raise the limit

All catapult players know. Once the small catapult collapses, it will be the most terrible disaster. The swaying steel cables will turn into the sharpest blades. All the flesh and blood encountered will be broken into pieces, and everything nearby will be drawn in,

"Dead man! You are afraid of the dead man!" Dylan Szise suddenly turned back, glancing at the trebuchet's eyes with anger and disdain, and a cold voice saying, "You are trebuchets, on the sea of ​​our Dylans The catapult player is the most respected and glorious warrior! Do you know why? Because they are real warriors! Warriors who cover their companions with their lives! But here I see a group of cowards! You are not worthy of enjoying the Samor warriors at all! This name".

"We also lack soldiers. We are also covering

A light-handed Samor's trebuchetman stepped out of the queue. The surrounding torches reflected in his eyes, like two burning flames, because the capstan was pulled for a long time. His arms appear extraordinarily thick, and his entire palm is covered with calluses

"Shut up!" Dylan Siqi looked at him with a sullen face, and interrupted his words with a loud drink. Pointing at the stone bridge in the distance, Samor's forward troops are carrying the slingers of the Kyoto Army, and the tall siege shield is moving forward.

The sky was covered with rocks like a meteor shower. The narrow stone bridge was filled with the bodies of the Samor warriors. The newly formed infantry formation was washed away, and the stones fell together with the soldiers into the rushing Samoli River, bringing up white sprays,

Dylan Schise’s voice was like a lightning that tore the air, hitting heavily on the heart of the Samor trebuchetman, “This is what you call cover, this is the battle you are proud of?” Schise's eyes swept, and all Samor's trebuchet players could not help bowing their heads

"It's a shame. It's a shame for all of our Samorer's trebuchet!" Dylan Schise yelled. The palm with the calluses was re-shot on the power of the trebuchet: "Do you know why all the soldiers look down on our trebuchet? Just because you are too many people! We are not cowards hiding behind us! We are also warriors !"

"Seeing that there is no front, the enemy's trebuchet is harvesting their lives, but you are here to fear a little bit of the danger that may be encountered. Dylan Sizi's face is blue. Suddenly, he pulled out the guard sword in his hand. Cut on a tree trunk beside

"If there is any more fear of the warriors! Use tactics to deal with it!" Urens Chisse looked terrible. The tree trunk was cut in two by a sharp blade, and the cold, moon-like surface of the tree shone like a flash on everyone's face. Let all trebuchets catch a cold.

No one complained anymore about the rebuke of the new commander. Everyone applauded. The blood of the soldiers burned in the body of the catapulter. The dull and guilty atmosphere formed a stark contrast to the screams of the sky-shattering fight on the stone bridge in the distance.

The roar of the enemy's falling stones. For the trebuchet players stimulating like needles, there is only one belief in our hearts: "We are glorious Samor warriors. We are not cowards who are afraid of death."

Strange to say, I don’t know if it’s a psychological effect, or Poseidon’s wrath has enough endurance,

The piece was still crunching because of the tightness, and it fell into an unspeakable calm. The noisy trebuchet position only heard He gasping,

Dylan Schise looked at the grudger trebuchets. He nodded secretly in his heart. "Yes! It's all real men! Only the winch is strong enough. Only the shock absorbers configured by Poseidon will work. Such a Poseidon is the real Poseidon!"

"Turn twelve degrees to the left! Thirteen degrees to the vertical! Target nine hundred and thirty meters" The loud sound of Lance Chissey resounded in the air. The winch hands pushed the base below, ten heavy catapults "Poseidon." Start turning slowly.

"Ready! Ignite!" the loader shouted. The most terrifying killing weapons of Samor were already filled in the loading bin. The black fuel body shone in the cold light of the torch light. All loader evacuated quickly,

"Shoot!" Dylan Schise roared loudly, and put his raised hand down suddenly, "Well. Ten furies of Poseidon made their terrible roar on the land for the first time, and a huge rack jittered in the air. There was a dull vibration, the air above was stagnant, hundreds of fuel bombs were eager to everyone

"Strengthen! Strike those Samor barbarians down." The Kyoto army on the hill was fighting fiercely. Three winches have been changed. For the hundreds of Titan-class trebuchets, the Kyoto army arranged a whole bite and flag regiment here. Facts proved that it was totally worthwhile. The Titan salvo completely suppressed the offensive of the Samor Army. The Satsuma Lijiang River was full of bodies of Samor soldiers. At least one squadron was submerged by the Kyoto army because of the lack of support. The previously lost areas are gradually being reclaimed, and the form is in good shape.

"Look! What's that?" A Kyoto winch suddenly pointed to the distance and shouted, a group of Bleachers with black tails had fallen from the sky with a whistling sound

"Boom!" A fierce explosion came from the hill in the distance. Countless fireballs like the most beautiful flowers in the night sky ignited the entire hill. Rocks mixed with woods burned up." The dense scattering peculiar to Poseidon enveloped the air. The huge sling rack collapsed in the extremely high temperature flame, and turned into black scorched earth together with the soldiers on the ground.

"Ah. The screams of burning pain made the whole hill look like hell, and countless soldiers rolled in the fire. Until the fire completely burned them." Piles of black bodies curled up. The violent mountain breeze mixed with flames roared past "It's Samor's fuel bomb" Kang Dolson's face was confused, helpless eyes filled with despair,

The fire spot that fell from the sky towel continued to fall. With the direction and trajectory, Condorson could vaguely see the distant river bank opposite, a red dot like a meteor appearing out of thin air, whistling and smashing to his own hill,

"Nine hundred meters". Condolson's face was pale and weak. A little red light is like the flashing light of death in hell. The beautiful and strange scene made Condolson tremble from his soul. Nine hundred meters projectile! This is beyond the range of the Kyoto Titan-class rock thrower,

"Is the kingdom really over?" A desperate thought flashed through Condolson's mind. The firm beliefs of the past shake in the falling fire

"Boom!" A violent explosion exploded not far from Condolson, lifting Condorson as a whole, which saved Condorson's life, and the violent flame quickly took the place where he was just now. Everything drowns

The "Huhu" fire burned the large and medium areas of the hill position. The fierce mountain breeze is like a pair of invisible magic hands, which quickly expand the fire infinitely, the stubborn stones explode in the high temperature, and the entire catapult position is all caught in the sea of ​​fire

"Adult, you must leave now." Lieutenant Lefitte found the decadent Condolson behind a rock.

The soldiers around him were either burned or fleeing. Condolson’s clean face was smeared with a thick layer of smoke from the fire. Only the half-black general uniform could recognize him. His right leg was hit by a rock. , Revealing a leg of white flowers, this prominent Kyoto general in the past. It's like a grilled shrimp. The body was painfully restrained. There was a faint scream in his mouth.

"Long live! Samor will win." The destruction of the Kyoto Army's trebuchet position made the Samor soldiers cheer loudly. Compared with this is the commotion of the Kyoto defenders

"Sign to the legion! Statuenko, who has been waiting, is like a javelin. Standing behind the stone bridge assault troops, his eyes are gleaming. With excitement, he looked at the distant hills in flames, countless 'S heavy shield quickly rose across from the stone bridge, and the lurking Samuel heavy attack troops began to move towards the stone bridge

A dozen huge figures appeared on the surface of the rushing Samo River ~lightnovelpub.net~ There was a burst of crackling sounds breaking through the water in the night breeze. The sharp ship's head looks like a sharp blade that divides the galloping river into two. Thirty shots of wood pulp on both sides let Samor's warship flow upstream, revealing his terrible appearance from the dark night.

"Mother! Monster! Multi-legged monster. Samor's new warship startled the Kyoto defender on the opposite side. No one would think that Samor's army would transfer the fleet at this time. Everything in front of him was too weird, too frightening

"Quick. Stop them! They are going to land." Hevins, the military minister in charge of support, shouted at the approaching Samor ship. Countless Kyoto army soldiers flocked to the shore, and their tight eyes stared at the weird warship going upstream,

A snapping sound came from the surface of the river. A dozen Samoor warships dropped anchors in the middle of the channel. The paddles on both sides were like a fixed wooden frame. The entire fleet stopped in the middle of the river. Down

"Come on! Samor the coward". The Kyoto soldiers on the river bank shouted arrogantly, thinking that the Samor army on the ship was afraid of themselves

"Open position!" With orders from Samor's warship, orders were issued. The bunker baffle on the side of the hull quickly came down, and it was shocking. The dark muzzle protruded from the muzzle on both sides, and the cold killing intention flashed in the dark night.