The fire was burning, but the survivors looked decayed.

Five hundred garrisons were left on the city wall, but only more than three hundred points were left at this moment. The casualties were not large, but the fall of the city wall was devastating to the morale of the defenders.

"Junior brother, what should I do now?" He looked at Jiang Cheng angry, and the other generals also looked at Jiang Cheng. It was only a matter of time before the city was broken.

"Zheng Jun!" Jiang Cheng took a deep breath and turned his head to look at a deputy general beside him. Everyone could be depressed, but he couldn't.

"The last general is here." Zheng Jun came forward with a heavy expression.

"Is there any tincture oil in the city?" Jiang Cheng asked.

"Yes, they are all in the warehouse." Zheng Jun nodded.

"Everything comes out." Jiang Cheng looked at the burning city wall and said, "Make a few simple stone generators, as long as you can shoot turbulent oil onto the city wall from here. When the fire is extinguished, the enemy will rush up to the city wall. Let's use the same method to cure the person! Sister Bai, you will lead the craftsmen to build a high platform and closely monitor the enemy's movements."

"If this approach is done, you may be able to regain the city wall!" Zheng Jun's eyes lit up when he heard this, and his originally depressed gaze rekindled hope. Although Mr. Jiang had no experience in leading troops to fight, his methods were emerging one after another. Perhaps he could really defend the city.

"Go and do it." Jiang Cheng didn't say much, and waved his hand. In fact, he knew that relying on this method could only defend for a while. It was impossible to rely on this to block the coalition forces. No matter how much turbid oil there was in the city, it would always be used up. The enemy would never give him time to arrange it calmly.

"It would be great if there was another city wall here!" a general suddenly said.

"How is that possible?" Huo Wei, who was standing aside, was speechless about the general's whimsical thoughts. If there was a senior Jindan here, it might be possible to build a city wall in a short time with his magic, but Bai Zhirou, who has the highest cultivation level here, is only at the ninth level of Qi Condensation. It is not realistic to build a city wall out of thin air by using some simple magic. As for how long it will take to build it with manpower.

"Just talk." The general said helplessly. If there could be another city wall as a urn city, Jiang Cheng would make some machinery and equipment, and even if the outside city wall was broken, it would be blocked here.

"No, it may not be impossible!" Jiang Cheng's eyes lit up and he looked at the general.

"Sir, the general just said casually and could not be true." The general was startled and said quickly.

"It's not normal, but now it's cold and the water turns into ice, we can build an ice city wall!" Jiang Cheng's mind recalled a record in his previous life. When Cao Cao was expeditioning Ma Chao in the west, he built it overnight. Why can't he put it here? The disciples of Tianyuan Sect know more or less some ice-type or water-type magic. In addition, the soldiers of Wu Rui Camp all have the cultivation level of the peak of the Body Tempering Realm, which is many times stronger than the soldiers in the past. Why can't Cao Cao build a city overnight?

When Huo Wei and others heard this, their eyes lit up. This is the same as temporarily repairing the city wall with mud and water, but they had never thought about this before.

As he thought of it, Jiang Cheng immediately ordered a general to lead a man to mobilize the people, promising to help him rebuild his home after the war in exchange for demolishing the buildings around the city walls, and the mud and stone obtained were used to build a new city wall.

Jiang Cheng personally designed the ice wall frame, while the people from the Mathematical Academy started to hook up the frame, while Jiang Cheng recruited the craftsmen and prepared the mechanism needed to defend the city again.

The fire on the city wall burned for three hours and was gradually extinguished in the afternoon. Mengge was not ready to occupy the city wall again. At that time, the process of attacking the city wall was surprisingly smooth. A large number of coalition soldiers rushed to the city wall, and they did not even encounter decent resistance from the other party.

Woo~ Woo~

As a large number of coalition soldiers rushed to the top of the city, a horn sounded in the city. Meng Ge grinned a sneer, and only then realized that it was too late?

Now he brought everyone to the city.

"Look!" A coalition commander suddenly pointed to the direction of the city wall and shouted with a sharp change in expression.

When Mengge and others heard this, they looked at the city wall and saw a cluster of fire that had not yet been extinguished seemed to be triggered by something. Suddenly, the fire was full of energy and swallowed more than a dozen coalition soldiers around them in an instant. This was just the beginning.

Huge jars were projected onto the city wall, accompanied by clusters of arrows with flames. The fire, which had been basically extinguished, suddenly surged. Countless soldiers who rushed up to the city wall were swallowed by the flames in a very short time. The soldiers of the coalition forces, like headless flies, jumped down like dumplings from the city wall in a panic. Fortunately, they fell to death directly, and more unfortunately they were not killed. Their legs and feet were broken, and their whole bodies were swallowed by the flames. They screamed and kept rolling on the ground. The ups and downs of Zhaowu City became a hell on earth in an instant.

Looking at the city wall that was again covered by the fire at that moment, the muscles on Brother Meng's face twitched violently for a few times, becoming unstable. He didn't expect that the enemy had reached this point and had the heart to resist. Then Zhao Zihao could not recover so quickly, right?

Before Mengge could give orders, the sound of gold sounded in the army. A hint of anger flashed in Mengge's eyes, but in the end he could only sigh helplessly. Facing the city wall that was once again wrapped in flames, let alone the soldiers of the coalition, even the brave and warlike Mongooses could not be able to rush up to the city wall to fight fearlessly under such circumstances.

Looking at the army retreating like a tide, Meng Ge's heart was covered with a layer of haze, but he was unwilling to give up. He seemed to be just one step away from breaking the city. If he chose to withdraw at this time, wouldn't it be a chance for the other party to take advantage of it?

He ordered everyone to gather the army again, but Mengge had to wait, but did not issue an order to withdraw the troops.

"Mong Ge Warrior, retreat. When the fire stops, it will not be too late for us to attack the city!" A coalition commander said bitterly.

"Can't retreat!" Meng Ge shook his head: "If we withdraw our troops, when we come again tomorrow, the city walls will probably be covered with those damn mechanisms."

"We can..." The commander said halfway, and stopped talking. If the same trick was repeated, wouldn't it be a war of attrition? It depends on who has more turbid oil?

"We are here to guard. If they continue to throw turmeric oil, they will waste it themselves. If the fire stops, we will send a team of troops to scatter into the city, occupy the position, and open the city gate!" Meng Ge snorted coldly and said, "Let's see who can consume it!"
Chapter completed!