The dull sound couldn't stop smashing on the shield, and Heihong knew that he couldn't show his head at this time. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoThere are no arrow stacks on the city walls, and there are good archers among the people in the city. There are also Chinese crossbowmen mixed in, and the taste of three-edged crossbow arrows Hei Hong doesn't want to taste anymore.

The waterfall-like rain of arrows didn't last long before it stopped, after all, arrows cost money. It was not a firewood stick, and by this time the war had run out of arrows brought by the family. If you want to use arrows, you have to buy them from the huge ox carts of the Chinese people.

Heihong didn't think about it, he put aside his shield and shook his hand, and with a javelin blow, he nailed a guy who had just arrived in the city to the city wall. Then he drew his bow and shot through the head of a fellow ten feet away. The creature howled and fell under the city, bursting the stomachs of several corpses.

It must have been very smelly down there, and he saw a guy crawling up, his chest full of vomit. Heihong could even tell that it was jerky and milk. It was white and wet on the leather robe, and Heihong couldn't smell it. His nose was already accustomed to the smell of corpses rushing to the sky, and he knew what was going on down from the swarm of flies that flew up.

A javelin flew over, and Heihong gritted his teeth and knocked the javelin out with the round shield on his arm. The vomit-filled guy had already rushed up, and Kurohiro threw down his bow and stabbed a spear on the ground into his stomach. When he let go of his hand, he already felt the hilt of the sword.

The moment the knife was drawn, an arm fell to the ground. He also holds a mace tightly in his hand, which is suitable for large-scale promotion because of its easy processing and low price. And it has the function of circular strike, which is favored by the majority of wrestlers in the Western Regions. It has become an indispensable tool for killing people and stealing goods, setting up ambushes and robberies. And the guys in the Western Regions have a consensus that only this thing can fight against the sturdy Yun family armor.

The guy who had lost an arm was yelling, or screaming. Kurohiro didn't bother to waste his strength on him, and kicked him off the city wall with one kick. Again, a lot of stomachs were crushed, and a hung intestine flew up. Hanging from the remaining battlements. The intestines are a little green, sticky and soft. There are still countless maggots crawling on it, and Heihong, who has seen a big scene, almost vomited. Pick up the spear and pick it down, and an unlucky guy is climbing up. The intestines were thrown in his face, and the guy opened his mouth and spit it out with a "wow". Then the whole body was planted on the city wall, and a swarm of flies flew up again with a "buzz".

Someone climbed up the wall on the left, but Heihong didn't pay any attention to it. Naturally, someone will come up, and now even he is fighting on the front line. In the city, there are no reinforcements at all. Chopping over a guy with a full beard, Heihong saw that there was no one to defend him. There are already three people who have climbed up, and there is no time to rush over when they are more than twenty feet away.

Heihong wielded his bow and arrow, ignoring the pain of the wound. Pulling the bowstring one after another, it was difficult for the condor shooter to be more than twenty zhang. There is no need to aim at all, and every arrow accurately passes through the enemy's head. Like a fixed battery, Kurohiro wantonly shoots the guys who climb the city wall. The bundle of arrows in front of him was rapidly decreasing, and there was nothing else in Heihong's eyes. Only know to draw the bow to fire, draw the bow to fire. By the time he felt that his arm was no longer his own, the walls were already full of corpses.

The wound on the shoulder burst out bigger and bigger, it hurt at first, and then it stopped hurting. I just felt a little blocked when I opened the bow, and my arm went from numbness to unfeeling, and then my fingers. When Hei Hong's detective touched the air, there were no arrows in front of him.

His arms drooped weakly, and not only his arms but also his entire body had no strength. Hei Hong sat on the ground with his ass, and he didn't know when the first crossbow arrow hit his body. All he knew was that he was tired, very tired! Even with a dozen crossbow arrows stuck in his body, he didn't feel pain. Kurohiro had done his best, and he decided to let it go. Before his life was gone, he had chosen to give up. A Chineseman with black hair and black eyes walked up to him and looked at Hei Hong, who was sitting on the ground with a dozen crossbow arrows stuck in his body.

"Bah......!" The Huaxia people shouted, and Hei Hong felt that he was flying. The head flew up, to be exact, and the man's knife was fast. Heihong, who was in the air, even saw his headless body. The head fell to the ground, and then was lifted by the hair.

The mouths of those people were all big, and they seemed to be cheering. Hei Hong stared at all this, and suddenly he saw the black wind in the sky. Dressed in a black robe, he was looking at himself.

"Big brother!" Heihong's mouth moved, and the darkness covered him. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, and the robe on Black Wind's body didn't know where it was blowing. Revealing a body of white bones, his expression was very strange, and he suddenly became hideous. Boundless darkness enveloped Kurohong, and his thoughts ended there.

"The city is broken! The second master is dead! The Kangju soldiers ran and howled, the pillars in their hearts collapsed, and the lion-like man died, and his head was cut off. Kangju City has completely fallen from physical to spiritual.

The red-eyed guys began to hunt down everyone on the city wall, and when they killed all the people on the city wall who could still move, they went to Kangju City with a bloody atmosphere. Many people died under the city, and this kind of breached city must be slaughtered. The relatives in heaven are watching, whether it is **** or killing, it is a kind of revenge.

The sky-high fire began to ignite, and thick and black pillars of smoke connected heaven and earth over Kangju City. Dozens of recalcitrant Kangju people were blocked in the tower, and no one thought of storming. They just brought firewood and threw a torch into it.

The screams inside were terrible, and the fire was very strong. After a dozen steps away, I felt that my face was roasted, and in the end, all the captured Kangju men would be thrown into it. Some people come out with fire rats on their bodies, and some people will stab them through with spears and throw them in.

The city is full of women's screams, and women with bare asses are scurrying around the streets. The messy looters, after raping one. Soon they will go to the next one, and the war has made their hormones very strong. Some of them are doing it and shouting something to the sky. It seems that he is chanting the names of his relatives, and he does not know how his relatives in heaven will feel when they see them.

Violence and killing, robbery and **** after three days. This city, which was once prosperous in the Western Regions, has since disappeared from this world. Until a long, long time later, no one rebuilt their homes here.

ps: Thank you for the reward of the Chinese Hero Knife! (To be continued.) )