The correct way to open the sprite

Chapter 291

He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, looked at the daughter who was whispering with the launcher, and cast a glance at Feng Yu, Feng Yu spread his hands, very bachelor.

On the battlefield at this moment, under this change, the soldiers even forgot to shoot. They all looked at the fireball in the sky in a daze, and then mechanically turned their heads to look at Nitiya.

Which soldier has never played with mass-produced rocket launchers and grenade launchers, but the two rockets just now are obviously not comparable to the general mass-produced coquettish goods. This thing is at a distance of thousands of meters. A flying necromancer.

Feng Yu murmured, "Has the speed exceeded [-]?"

Nitiya nodded: "I haven't tested it yet. This is a product that has not been finalized. I will improve it based on this performance when I go back."

"very good already."

A dwarf guarding the steps shouted loudly: "There are too many undead, are you still chatting?!"

It was Dick's voice, and Feng Yu recognized it.

"Hold on, we have to clean them up anyway. If you can't beat them, just defend yourself, and just kick the guy who climbed up."

"What if these dead guys are resurrected?"

Feng Yu: "..." This is really a problem.

"Teacher, the things here seem to be kerosene!"

Marshall ran over, holding half a gourd in his hand, commonly known as a 'scoop', which contained some black viscous liquid.

"Light it up and try it! It's worth the money!"

Marshall was stunned.

Feng Yu patted his head: "After heating it up, where can I find this thing?"

"In the barrel at the corner of the wall."

"Splash it down, I'll try." Dempsey said.

Forget this connoisseur who plays with fire!Feng Yu quickly winked at Marshall, and Marshall took a big ladle and threw it down the city vigorously.

With a wave of Dempsey's hand, a chain of fire hit the black liquid that fell on the ground and the undead.

Immediately afterwards, there was a detonation of 'bang', a scorching heat wave came up with black smoke, and Feng Yujue's own eyebrows curled.

Are you going to engage in indiscriminate attacks?

"Little Ma, you should also splash far away!"

Marshall scratched his head: "There are a lot over there, I'll take someone to get them." He said and ran away.

The heat wave not only caused the soldiers on the city wall to retract their heads collectively, but also made the undead below the city scream and crowd.

Feng Yu patted his head fiercely: "Crap, why did you forget about the flamethrower, decorate with alcohol and white sugar, it's an artifact attached to burning, it's not too beautiful to deal with these air-dried meat."

But these black liquids are not bad. Feng Yu saw that the black liquid stained on the undead gold armor was burning vigorously, and the flames did not go out when the undead warriors ran.

Seeing that Marshall and the others scooped up a lot of black oil, Feng Yu said: "Splash the corpses of those dead undead warriors to prevent them from being resurrected."

"Teacher, wouldn't it be better to burn the undead with this thing?"

"What's the matter, they are running around, don't set our palace on fire, then we will lose a lot."

Not long after the battle started, Feng Yu had already recorded the Palace of the Golden City in his account book.

Marshall nodded speechlessly, and began to bring a few soldiers back and forth to scoop up the fire oil.

"Can you bring the bucket here, too?"

"Teacher, that wooden barrel is too big. It is nearly two meters square, and it is so full that there is no way to carry it."

"It seems that there are quite a few of these things. Fortunately, they are undead without wisdom. Otherwise, we might not be able to defeat this golden city."

Feng Yu said, without stopping his hands, he shot the undead warriors under the city with a condescending shot.

Although these undead warriors in the imperial city had gold armor and helmets, they still couldn't defend against the bullets from Cattail City, and fell one by one under the steps of the city wall.

But after a while, a bad thing happened to everyone, that is, a stench with a burnt barbecue smell rose from the fire below the city.

"I'm a mud horse!"

This is no longer a problem that can be solved by smelling gunpowder smoke. This is a biochemical attack.

After experiencing the battle two days ago, the soldiers staged such a scene again, vomited after hitting, lying on the city wall and vomited sporadically.

"Darren, look at what you've done." Dempsey had already flown above the moat to avoid the intoxicating smell.

"Marshall, look at what you've done!" Feng Yu ran to Dick and pulled down a wine jug, took out a handkerchief in his pocket, poured some wine on it, and covered his mouth and nose.

Marshall: "Ugh!"

"We won't practice this soldier anymore." After finishing speaking, Dempsey rose into the air.

"Boss, wait a minute! As soon as your fire magic comes out, this Golden City will really be on fire."

"That's better than being disgusted to death here."

Feng Yu: "..." He saw that the soldiers were indeed working very hard. It wasn't that they fought hard, but that it was hard work to fight against the continuous stream of enemies while nauseating and vomiting.

"Transfer the position, move the position along the city wall, and move to the leeward position. Marshall, sprinkle black oil on our retreat, and don't forget to bring the ladder."

After hearing the order, the soldiers began to fight and retreat, retreating sideways along the city wall, retreating to the east-west section of the city wall, and ignited the fire oil poured along the way.

In this way, the battle lasted for nearly three hours. Feng Yu couldn't remember how many magazines he had emptied, and the rifling of the machine gun in his hand was also bald. Almost cleaned up.

During this period, Dempsey, who couldn't bear it anymore, didn't care about his daughter Nidia's weapon test. He found the undead magister who was knocked down by Nidia, and a Pyroblast blasted him.

"My God, I finally saw the head, Dick, go and see if the armor worn by those golden armored warriors is pure gold."

Dick threw the ax aside, and sat on the ground with his stubby legs spread out.

"Pure gold, you really think gold is sand in the desert. I've seen that thing before. It's gilded, with only a thin layer of gold paint."

"It's a big loss!"

"worn out!"

"My stomach is growling with hunger, but I don't want to eat anything."

"Can you forget about eating, vomit~!"

Feng Yu glanced at the city wall and the black smoke that kept coming out with lingering fear, and there seemed to be a trace of burnt fragrance wafting through his nostrils.

"This is the most disgusting thing I've ever done in my life. It's better to fight with a group of bones!"

Feng Yu ignored these people's gossip, arranged for Marshall to count the ammunition, and prepared to clean up the imperial city in one go.

"Uncle Xingjin, are there still undead in the imperial city?"

"There are not many of them. They are all scattered undead. They may be locked in some room and cannot get out. There are no large-scale undead warriors except for the main hall in the middle."

(End of this chapter)