Rebirth of the Four Seas Emperor

"Bah, bah, bah, bah..."

Under the city wall, after two matchlock soldiers completed a round of volley fire, the Luzon soldiers had already rushed under the city wall and began to set up a siege ladder.

Zuo Zheng, who was huddled behind the wall stacks, stuck out half of his head and counted the soldiers climbing the siege ladder. One, two, three. He roared loudly:

"pour oil."

The people who had been waiting behind each siege ladder immediately stood up and poured the large pot of hot oil prepared in advance onto the siege ladder.

"what--."

"what--."

As screams were heard one after another, the Luzon soldiers crawling at the front were almost fried to death by the scalding heat.

Then you will fall from the [-] to [-] meter high siege ladder. If you are lucky, you can still breathe, but if you are not lucky, you will die immediately.

Every time a city is attacked, the mortality rate of the first one to attack can basically reach 90.00%.

Of course, there were also a small number of skaters. When they saw someone poking their head over the other side's wall, they jumped off the siege ladder without waiting for them to make any move.

Although jumping from such a high place may not necessarily mean you will survive, it is still much better than being hit by something and inevitably dying.

Siege is actually a tactic of exchanging human lives for space. It is almost impossible to successfully scale the wall without killing five waves of people.

And even if they climbed to the top of the city, it was still unknown whether they could hold the gap under the siege of the city defenders.

In short, in the era of cold weapons, siege was a bad game that had no skills and relied entirely on human lives.

It is precisely because of this that so many massacres of cities occurred in history.

There are two important reasons for massacre of the city. One is to vent their anger, and the other is to give a warning to the places to be attacked later.

If you dare to defend the city, I will kill you all to see if you are afraid or not.In fact, it is a psychological attack tactic.

That's why Sun Tzu's Art of War clearly records that "attacking the city is the bottom priority, and attacking the heart is the top priority."

In history, before the advent of artillery, the cities that were truly captured from the front all cost the attackers a very heavy price.

As long as there is sufficient food and grass and the disparity in military strength is not too big, the city defender will not make any major mistakes that are insane, and it will be difficult to conquer a city.

Zuo Zheng defended his position very steadily, taking his time and not giving the Luzon soldiers any chance.

"Bah, bah, bah, bah..."

Another round of matchlock volleys was fired, trying to suppress the people defending the city at the top of the city.

Common people who have already experienced it all know how to avoid musket attacks. The intimidation of this kind of shooting is far higher than the lethality.

The first wave of siege ladders that had been soaked with hot oil gradually cooled down, and the Luzon soldiers began to climb the siege ladder again.

Zuo Zheng raised his hand high, ready to pour the second pot of boiling oil.

One, two, three,

"pour oil……."

The people hurriedly carried the newly burned boiling oil up the city wall and poured it down.

At this moment, a strong wind suddenly blew up, blowing most of the boiling oil away.

Although it still fell on the siege sergeant below, the damage caused was extremely limited because it was too dispersed.

What's more important is that the siege ladder is not wet with hot oil and can continue to climb. This is the most important thing.

As long as one person can climb up the city, the second and third will continue to follow.

Unless the enemy troops attacking the city can be quickly eliminated with absolute strength, the enemies will only gather more and more.

Zuo Zheng could no longer continue to command with peace of mind at this time. He had to provide support everywhere to prevent the siege army from establishing a stronghold.

Under the city, Lu Haikui had discovered that three Luzon soldiers had already attacked the city, and he immediately no longer hesitated.

"Breaking through the sea is invincible, and the former army attacks the city."

"kill……."

The broken navy, which had been recharging its energy for a long time, rushed towards the bottom of the city wall like a tiger out of a cage.

Zuo Zheng hurriedly shouted to the deputy beside him:

"Go and wake up Chen Yingxiong quickly, it will be too late if it's too late."

"Yes, my lord."

The deputy ran as fast as he could down the city.

Po Haijun dispersed the Luzon army under the siege ladder and began to climb the ladder to attack the city, but at this moment, the oil in the oil pan had no time to heat up.

The only way for the common people to prevent the enemy from attacking the city was to knock down the opponent's siege ladder.

However, it is not easy to overturn the siege ladder. There are two or three strong men escalating under each siege ladder.

Coupled with the weight of the siege soldiers on the ladder, it is impossible for ordinary people with weak strength to shake such a heavy siege ladder.

Therefore, usually two adult men need to cooperate with each other to overturn the ladder.

Zuo Zheng led people to support everywhere, but there were too many places that needed support, and he was really weak on the left and right. In the end, the navy formed two strongholds on the top of the city.

Po Haijun's individual combat power is by no means comparable to that of the Luzon soldiers. Once on the city, they are out of control. Ordinary officers and soldiers are no match at all.

Only the Tianwu Gang can fight against it with the 'Tiangang Formation'.

But as soon as the Tianwu gang formed an army, the already stretched combat power became even thinner.

The breach was constantly expanding, Zuo Zheng saw it in his eyes and was anxious in his heart, but the only thing he could do now was to kill the enemy, kill the enemy, kill the enemy...

"Ah——, you damn pirates, I will fight with you and kill——"

Zuo Zheng's eyes turned red and he unleashed a powerful fighting force. The two pirates who were fighting with him were unable to resist and were chopped down to the ground.

This wave of explosions boosted the morale of the defenders and severely suppressed Po Haijun's arrogance.

under the city.

Lu Haikui also saw Zuo Zheng's desperate blow, but as a fourth-level master, he could naturally see that it was just a desperate struggle and would definitely not last.

So he waved his hand:

"The Chinese army attacks."

Another wave of navy troops rushed forward.

The newly dispatched force was like the straw that broke the camel's back, and the defenders eventually suffered a large-scale rout.

At this moment, Chen Kun climbed onto the tower with a dozen Tianwu gang members who were taking a break and shouted loudly:

"Zuo Zheng, I'm an ancestor of yours. Did you promise to guard the next wave?"

After shouting, he brandished his sword and attacked the battle group with the largest number of people.

With the addition of Chen Kun, the Tianwu Gang immediately stabilized its position and gradually regained its defeat bit by bit.

The city defenders who had begun to collapse suddenly stabilized their position, and Lu Haikui frowned.

"King Fart, are you coming out again? It seems that if we don't deal with you first, this battle will not be over."

There was a drizzle in the sky.

Lu Haikui looked up at the sky and was shocked. If he didn't capture the city of Guangzhou now, if the rain got heavy, all his efforts in the past few days would be in vain.Immediately, without any hesitation, he shouted:

"The whole army attacks, kill——."

Lu Haikui shouted and rushed out first, actually participating in the battle himself.

As the coach of the dominant side, he actually wanted to personally participate in the front-line battle, which shows how far Guangzhou City has pushed him.

As the adopted son of King Pohai, Lu Haikui also had peak fourth-level skills. He climbed to the top of the city in almost three steps.

"Wang Kun, you killed so many of my brothers in the Po Navy. If I don't use your head as a wine bottle today, I will take your surname."

After saying that, he jumped forward and pounced on Chen Kun.

Chen Kun raised his sword to slash at the moon, while Lu Haikui held his long sword across his chest.

'Qiang' The two knives collided and fierce sparks burst out. Both sides retreated two or three meters away. From the scene, they looked evenly matched.

"You son of a bitch, can you only do sneak attacks?"

Lu Haikui snorted coldly:

"Po Hai and Tian Wu were originally on the same page. First, He Kuangtu blocked the Zhili Strait, and then Kun, the fart king, ruined my plan to attack the city. If I don't kill you, the fart king, here today, how can I deserve this? Count the siege soldiers who died unjustly."

"Bah, you shameless bitch, you colluded with Western devils and Japanese pirates to attack Daxia City, and you still have the nerve to speak plausibly. No wonder you are a wild bastard that no one wants. Even your ancestors can't figure out whose stuff it is. That's right. Lu Feiyang, that old bastard who can't lay eggs, wants you."

Lu Haikui's handsome face suddenly turned red.

Although he was able to achieve his current status because he was adopted as an adopted son by King Pokai, he hated hearing this fact from other people's mouth.

He felt that his status was achieved by his own hard work, even if this hard work was achieved with the most elite destroyer navy.

"Fart Wang Kun, I think you are looking for death, kill-"

"I'm still afraid of you being such a bastard."

'Clang'

'Clang'

'Clang'

The two masters were fighting together, and no one else could intervene.

At this time, the rain in the sky was getting heavier and heavier, and the torches of the siege team had been extinguished.

For most people on the city wall, it was already a dark night where they couldn't even see their fingers.

The subsequent siege troops were also seriously affected. In such an environment, it was impossible to siege the city.

Zuo Zheng could barely see some, so he immediately quietly gathered a few officers and soldiers who could see like him and people from the Tianwu Gang, and took the opportunity to lead them to destroy part of the siege ladder.

"Boom—"

A thunder exploded, and a thigh-thick lightning struck a siege pirate holding a spear on the top of the city.

Suddenly the other five people including him were reduced to a ball of charred corpses, and the smell of barbecue rose up.

Chen Kun stood on the top of the city, waved his sword and took time to laugh:

"Look at you bunch of bastards who have no ancestors. You can't stand it anymore. Otherwise, why would you attack you with thunder? Son of a turtle, I advise you to be careful. If you collude with foreigners and betray your ancestors, the next thunder may kill you. This bastard."

"Fart King Kun, I didn't expect that your farts not only come out of the back door, but also the front door..."

"Boom——."

There was another thunder explosion, and Lu Haikui hurriedly ducked down and jumped off the city wall. He said he was not afraid, but his body was very sincere.

Chen Kun laughed loudly:

"Son, what are you guilty of? Are you so afraid of God's punishment?"

Lu Haikui gritted his teeth, obviously extremely angry, and immediately rushed forward again, using his swords to attack Chen Kun's vital parts.

Even when Chen Kun was in his prime, he was only on par with Lu Haikui.

After so many days of defending the city, he had already become exhausted. How could he still be Lu Haikui's opponent? He chose to fight Lu Haikui at the top of the city, hoping to have a chance to defeat him.

Obviously, Lu Haikui didn't give him any chance.

'Clang'

'Clang'

'Clang'

Three consecutive powerful blows finally exhausted the last bit of Chen Kun's strength. The cold saw in his hand could no longer be held and fell off the city wall.

Lu Haikui was overjoyed and saw that Chen Kun had knocked down his weapon. Knowing that he had won, he shouted:

"Fart King Kun, suffer death...".