The sharp sound of breaking the air roared towards the snake city located on the small hillside, and the heavy boulder smashed the wooden wall, and in the squeaky sound, the wooden peg buried in the ground cut out the hard foundation, groaned and fell to the ground, and more hit the double-storey wooden building in the city that the people of the snake city were proud of, under the sound of breaking, the delicate wooden building was torn apart, and the sawdust with snowflakes splashed everywhere like scattered cherry blossoms.

From the time when Su Yu appeared under the city of Snake City with an ox cart, the two-year Snake City had already announced that it had entered the countdown of fate, even if there were no trebuchets, it was Mao Xingjian's self-inflicted hardship, he taught the Su people six ways to cultivate, with the food support of the Su people, these Indians who had been in the ice and snow for thousands of years did not know that they had enough time to kill themselves.

Now, the problem that Snake City wants to solve, how can more people escape alive! The Indians are so primitive that they don't even have the concept of human rights, just like the last Snake River War, if it weren't for Han Xiaomo's witchcraft to control the male through castration, maybe the six captured prisoners of war would have been killed and sacrificed to the gods, and now it is the turn of the Ming immigrants, and they also have no mercy.

The stones flew overhead one by one, and most of the surviving men in the Snake City also shrank under the city gate with their heads down, the ronins from the Wa Kingdom put on the bamboo armor and carcass pills they brought, stepped on the ancestral knives, the swordsmen of Goryeo put on their hats and lowered their bodies, and the remaining ordinary peasants also carried the sickles, shovels, axes, and whatever they could take out, and crouched here gloomily.

These people have white-haired old men, there are also children who are just fifteen or sixteen years old, and even some old women, women are also carrying kitchen knives and rolling pins in it, Mao Xingjian is not compulsory, these people are not all brave and fearless, and they regard death as home, and even some people have violently trembling their teeth, some people have listened to the boulder falling and peed their pants, and some people have been crying incessantly, but no one has fled.

Bastards like Terrier Neck have a reason to fight to the death, and they also have all kinds of things that they can't let go.

This last righteousness may be the only meaningful thing that Mao Xingjian created in this new continent!

The wide prince python robe, the two big sleeves were torn off by Mao Xingjian, and the crown on his head didn't know where he threw it, holding his Shang Fang sword in his hand, trembling with nervousness, but he was also standing at the front of the crowd, following him closely, Han Xiaomo's small hand holding the bow, and the joints were already blue and white.

In the loud bang, another big stone smashed on the wooden city wall, and finally in the creaking sound, several pieces of wood could not withstand the huge force of the blow, and collapsed to the ground with a bang, and finally, the large gap was revealed, and in the blazing firelight, the face of the opposite Indian was finally clearly visible.

Bending the bow to the sky, Han Xiaomo's arrow was shot into the sky, bang, the fireworks tied to the arrow exploded in mid-air, the flickering fireworks only stayed on the face for a moment, but it was enough to ignite the complete madness in people's hearts, maybe the two sides made a wolf howl at the same time, the throwing guns, bows and arrows and muskets in their hands were like raindrops and hugged each other fiercely, and the crowds in the front rows of the two sides also fell down like dominoes, and the gunfire was so fierce that even in the narrow aisle, there were bullets and javelins colliding fiercely together, Burst into fierce sparks.

Immediately after, the men burst out with all their rage and blood, brutal and passionate hand-to-hand combat, through the collapsed wooden stakes, sharp bayonets, strong wooden spears, metal and wood clattering in mid-air.

For the time being, the immigrants of Sea Lion Snake City have the advantage, because of this kind of hand-to-hand combat, the black pearl sailors who have been assassinated thousands of times a day are simply hand-to-hand, blocking an opening, coming up and dying one by one, piercing with sharp bayonets, and the Indian men who are as strong as bison have to fall to the ground limply, and in a short period of time, the corpses assassinated by them almost did not gamble on the gap.

But the advantage of the Indians is that there are too many people! In the groan of squeaking wood again, the people outside were dragging with the bison, and another wooden wall collapsed, holding wooden spears, and the warriors of the unknown part rushed up with one hand clapping their mouths excitedly and making a shout, this time it was the Japanese samurai who met them.

Without waiting for them to react, the samurai of the island country, who was a lot shorter, took turns of cold and glistening training, and cut directly into the crowd, when the sharp katana was against the heavy infantry, the power was small, but it could deal with this kind of light armor or no armor unit, just like a butcher entered the slaughterhouse, every dwarf seemed to be turned into a fall off, a katana just slashed forward, and in the sound of the blade cutting flesh, the same aborigines were cut down.

But at this time, the third piece of wooden wall was dragged and collapsed......

This battle has been doomed to lose from the beginning, with a mere number of more than 2,000 against the endless natives, even if it is covered in iron, how many catties of nails can be hit in the furnace? Before you know it, the wooden walls are so badly riddled that the remnants of the warriors, or men, are pushed into the quarters for their final dying throes.

Mao Xingjian also red-eyed at this time.

With a snorting splitting sound, the katana that had been cut into jagged teeth cut into half of his body again, but the owner of the knife was already tired, and before the ancestor didn't know which famous samurai pulled out the knife, the wooden spear that poked out violently pierced his short body directly, nailing the person to the wall, the distance between the houses was so narrow, the Apache warrior who didn't wait for the success smiled and pulled out the stone knife to cut the head, and the next second, the sword light in his eyes came into his eyes.

After the rapid rain of swords, the three Indian warriors all fell in a pool of blood, and Mao Xingjian, who won with his quick sword, was also panting violently.

With physical strength and martial arts, he, a senior scholar, is not even as good as an old peasant, and he has fought hard until now by relying on good equipment, but at this time, the guards around him have already been exhausted, and when he heard the sound of hurried footsteps behind him, he was full of fear, and he turned his head with his sword Mao Xingjian.

This time, it was Han Xiaomo and Dongfang Meng who caught up, Han Xiaomo didn't know when he lost the bow in his hand, the hand holding the short sword couldn't stop shaking, and there were several hideous blood marks on his body, and Dongfang Meng was even more miserable, a spear pierced his stomach, piercing this man from Shaanxi Jiangmen.

All three were panting like cattle.

But before he could show a trace of joy, behind him, the sound of hurried footsteps sounded behind him again, and his expression was on the side, and he turned around and raised the command knife that was also cut into jagged teeth, and Dongfang shouted fiercely.

"Miss Han takes the prince away! Stop them! ”

"I'm not leaving! Everything today is because of it, let me die here, you go! ”

Raising his sword forward, Mao Xingjian also panted and pushed forward, but this time, his collar was slammed down, and for the first time, the angry pupils of the captain of the guard who was respectful to him were like blood oxen.

"Prince, destroy the army and kill the general, if you die, the army will be destroyed! Didn't Your Majesty teach you this? You are dead, and who will avenge us? Walk! Let's go! ”

Holding his collar, Dongfang was stunned and threw him backwards, and then again, the beast howled like that and rushed to the Indians at the mouth of the alley, and on the other hand, he took him easily, Han Xiaomo kicked and knocked down the debris piled up in the alley, while dragging Mao Xingjian to run out quickly, listening to the fight and roar behind him, Mao Xingjian stretched out his hand angrily and desperately.

"No !!"

was dragged out of the alley in one breath, Mao Xingjian finally shook off Han Xiaomo's hand, pushed her aside with great anger, and at the same time panted like a cow and rushed in again, the horrified Han Xiaomo hurriedly grabbed his arm from behind, and screamed frantically.

"Are you crazy? Why don't you run away now and look for death? ”

"I don't need you to care, my Mao Xingjian's life, I ....."

"Be careful!"

Before he could finish shouting, Han Xiaomo suddenly pulled his sleeve and threw it to the side, and at the same time leaned sideways in front of him, before Mao Xingjian could understand, a muffled bang sounded in his ears again, and the two of them spun and fell out and fell to the ground.

"You're crazy!"

Holding Han Xiaomo's shoulder, which was still standing in front of him, Mao Xingjian's anger was mixed with incomparable horror, and he screamed bitterly. A stream of blood flowed from her forehead, and her pupils seemed to freeze, but a dumb smile still appeared on her face.

"I promised Sister Changping to take care of you, eldest nephew ......"

Plop, in Mao Xingjian's equally dull eyes, she slipped heavily from his hands and fell into the thick snow.

A hideous laugh came from the mouth of the alley, and the tall and strong man with a big nose who had just wheeled out the hammer ran towards the two of them with a cruel laugh again, and he was stunned for a few seconds, Mao Xingjian also roared sharply like a wounded wolf, gently pushed Han Xiaomo away, and raised the cold and shining Longquan Sword in his hand, he completely ignored the stone hammer that hit his head directly, and pierced directly at the tip of the strong man's heart.

Puff~

Blood spurted out of the brute's chest, and the heavy stone hammer in his hand came out of his hand, slammed into the wood on the side, staggered a step, Mao Xingjian looked at the strong man who fell to the ground in disbelief, and looked at the familiar and toned figure that appeared behind him.

Red deer!

However, the surprise only disappeared in a flash, and Mao Xingjian's gaze was fixed on her waist again, and like other Indians, she had a heavy human head hanging on her belt.

Terrier neck!

Without waiting for Mao Xingjian to take a defensive posture vigilantly, he glanced at him in a complicated manner, and Chilu hurriedly untied the big cloak on his back and threw it on his body violently.

Rustling and rustling~ There was another rush of footsteps running by, only one Indian turned his head to look, and even spat at Chilu, watching them run over, hugging Han Xiaomo, Mao Xingjian cautiously showed his head from under the cloak, and the other end, dexterously climbed onto the roof like a bobcat, and after looking at it, Chilu waved his hand hurriedly.

"This way...... Walk! ”

(End of chapter)