The original large pile of stones in front of Yang Huairen was quickly thrown away by him, and he turned around to find it, but it was indeed gone! Looking back at the city behind him, the people had not had time to replenish it. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Xuan Shen was a little physically exhausted at first, and the notches that his group was responsible for guarding continued to attack the city wall with a vicious face!

Yang Huairen saw it in his eyes, he was anxious in his heart, there was no other way, he picked up a spear that he didn't know who had dropped, followed the example of others, and poked it towards a small head Xia Army soldier who had just climbed the wall.

As soon as the small-headed Xixia soldier showed his head, he saw a spear poked at him, and he had nowhere to hide, so he had to throw away the short knife in his hand and grab the head of the spear with both hands.

Yang Huairen's strength was still not strong enough, and the head of the gun did not pierce the little head of the Xixia soldier, but he grabbed it and resisted it to death.

Yang Huairen grabbed the barrel of the gun and used all his strength to push forward, and the Xixia little head soldier was still stepping on the vertical ladder under his feet, and there was no support behind him.

In order to survive, he used all his potential, grabbed the head of the gun tightly, and also used all his strength!

The two of them looked at each other, eager to eat each other. Yang Huairen gritted his teeth to compete with the Xixia little head soldiers, the green tendons on his arms and forehead were exposed, his face was red, and his teeth were about to squeeze blood.

Yang Huairen was thinking about why no one came to help me? But when I think about it, the people around me are indeed busy, and no one can take care of anyone, where is the time to help him?

It seemed that his physical strength was about to be exhausted in a few seconds, Yang Huairen realized that he still didn't have enough strength, at least compared to an elite soldier in Western Xia, if he continued to stalemate like this, it was likely that he would lose his strength first!

What to do? What to do? Life and death are just a thought!

I don't know why Yang Huairen suddenly remembered a tug-of-war when he was a child, and he won that time, but the little friend who lost the tug-of-war deliberately let go of the hand that grabbed the rope at the moment of losing, and let him fall into the ass and blossom when he won.

The current scene seems to be a bit similar to the tug-of-war in childhood, but this time, it is more like pushing the river.

Yang Huairen found that the direction of the spear head was still aimed at the chest of the Western Xia soldiers, and he suddenly let go of the hands that were grabbing the spear, and jumped back quickly.

The Xixia small-headed soldier didn't expect Yang Huairen to suddenly spread the barrel of the spear, and the other end of the spear had no support of strength, but he kept using his strength, so that he couldn't keep his balance and rushed forward with his strength.

His heart tightened, and he yelled badly, but everything happened too fast, the Xixia soldiers didn't have time to retract their strength, and they didn't have time to flash the gun, and in an instant, the other end of the gun pierced the ground of the city wall and made a support, and the gun head pierced into the chest of the Xixia soldiers who couldn't restrain their bodies from rushing forward!

With a "plop", the head of the spear passed through the body of the Xixia soldier and came out from the other end, and blood splattered Yang Huairen's face, while the Xixia soldier looked at the spear piercing into his chest with remorse, and slowly fell down.

When he lay on his side and fell to the ground, his mouth was still blowing blood bubbles, and his eyes were staring directly at Yang Huairen, whose face was covered with blood, and his eyes were full of despair and hatred.

Yang Huairen was overjoyed, and scolded at the big eyes of the Xixia soldiers who were about to stare out, "Your grandma, tell you to compete with the uncle, and the uncle crushes you with his IQ!" ”

His arm was so sore that he couldn't seem to lift it anymore, but Yang Huairen felt a joy in his heart that he had never felt before, Lao Tzu lived two lifetimes, and finally went to the battlefield to kill the enemy.

The Xia army's offensive became more and more fierce, and Ye Lituli did not know what benefits these Xia troops had promised, and their offensive did not slow down as more and more soldiers died in battle.

Perhaps, in the eyes of Yelituri and his subordinates, they are now fighting for the glory of the clan and the future of the clan.

In the ruling system of a tribal family like the Western Xia, the status of a family may determine the status of the clansmen.

If the warriors in the tribe are brave and tenacious, they will be warriors in all the Tangut people, and their tribe will receive supreme glory, and their descendants will get a better life, otherwise, their tribe and descendants will never be able to raise their heads to be human beings! So they are not afraid of life and death.

Although Song Jun does not have a family plot like theirs, every Song Jun knows in his heart that they are fighting to the death here, also for their parents, wives and children.

They may not know the truth of serving the country and the people, but they are full of endless courage when they think of their elderly parents, their wives who work alone for the family, their infant children who are waiting to be fed, and many other family members who are behind them!

There are some things that are indeed worthy of our cherishment, and they are indeed worthy of our lives to defend!

Yang Huairen originally thought that the soldiers fought for the glory of the country or the happiness of the people, but after he really went to the battlefield in person, after seeing the tragedy of the war, he deeply felt that he was not so noble and great.

He doesn't have the lofty beliefs and perceptions of "ten years of drinking ice and hard to cool blood", he is just an ordinary person, a little Dios, a little cook.

The first thing that came to his mind was to protect his mother, wife, sister and all his family members, as well as the unborn child.

What he thought of was that with these brothers who accompanied him on the wall, they could fight side by side, kill the enemy together, bleed together, sacrifice together, and as a man, they could live their lives in vain!

He remembered the words in Shakespeare's "Henry V": Whoever shares my blood today, he is my brother!

Tianba's younger brother held a wrought iron rod to knock over a Xia Jun who had just jumped on the city wall, and he was already out of breath, panting with the iron rod, hoping to get a moment of rest.

Suddenly, the Xia Army soldier on the other side, who had turned over the notch of the women's wall with red eyes, pulled out a short spear from his waist and threw it at the burly back of Tianba's younger brother!

Yang Huairen's heart is not good, Tianba's younger brother only cares about the front, but he can't see behind him!

Although Chen Tianba hadn't learned any decent moves, he was tall and strong, and his innate divine power was a huge advantage in such a battle.

However, his tall stature is also a great disadvantage, that is, the goal is too big!

Anyone who jumped on the city wall could see him at a glance as a brave and very strong man, and then regarded him as a fierce enemy who had to be eliminated first!