"Boom! Boom! ”

The outside of the city gate continued to shake, and there were obviously too many cracks in the fragile wood, and it seemed that it could not withstand such a brutal blow from the barbarians. The soldiers guarding the gates put their shields on the ground and put their spears on them, and each of them sweated profusely, and kept beating their shields to cheer themselves on with the sound of crashing.

"Boom!"

Another heavy blow caused the crumbs of the overwhelmed wooden door to catapult onto the shields of the soldiers behind the door, and they couldn't help but stare at the hollow in front of them, and clearly see through the hole that the barbarians on the opposite side were pulling the siege cone in preparation for a new attack.

"Huh!"

The gates opened in another round of impact, and a dozen bearded barbarians in sheepskin coats armed with tomahawks roared and rushed towards the defending Roman army inside.

"Attack! Offensive! ”

The soldiers gritted their teeth and jerked their spears and shields in their hands, and they stood side by side and pushed towards the barbarian in front of them. The few barbarians could not shake the entire column of Roman shield walls, they were pushed back again and again, and so were the barbarians who rushed up from behind, and the Roman soldiers at this time, under the command of their commander, raised their spears and stabbed the barbarians in front of them along the gap between the shields, each blow bringing back a large area of blood. The barbarian army attacked ferociously, and was held back by the strong Roman shield walls.

A steady stream of flying rocks fell on the city of Thessaloniki, on the streets, which were littered with corpses and rubble, all of them in different ways, but without exception they died from the stones.

Bands of soldiers trampled over the corpses of the site to the attacked walls, and the tug-of-war continued, but the situation got worse as time went on.

A fire raged in the city, and the billowing smoke obscured the sky, and now the smell of blood in the air of the whole city was washed away by the thick smell of smoke.

Taking a deep puff of smoke, it must have been so pungent that it caused Lu Jiagan to cough twice. This caught the attention of Areobinders, who was on the sidelines, and he looked up at Luga, who was still standing on the balcony, looking at the stones that were falling from the sky and the walls that were intensifying.

Luga's eyes were glazed and looked hollow, of course, the Huns' fierce attack really caught him by surprise, and the most unbelievable thing was the flying stones that fell from the sky like meteors.

"Hundreds of years!" Luga was silent for so long and finally opened his mouth to speak, "Face to face, Julius. Caesar attacked their settlements with something that these barbarians didn't understand, gave them death from heaven, conquered city after city, and took crown after crown, but now. The weapons are still the same as the original, but they are in the hands of the barbarians, and now the roles have been reversed, and we have become the struck, hiding behind the walls that have also been hundreds of years old and beaten by flying stones. ”

"Boom!"

Another tower was punctured by flying rocks and crashed to the ground in full view of everyone, and the scorpion crossbow inside was ejected and smashed into a puddle of parts on the hard ground. Burning cities, screaming fleeing crowds, the catastrophe caused by the Huns is getting worse.

Anlasis fought the walls, his armor covered in blood with silver and gold, and he was scarred, still roaring with rage, desperate to attack the barbarians who dared to climb the walls in front of him. The Roman soldiers around him fell one after another, gathering a layer of corpses at his feet, and they all fought to the death, but on the corpses, Anlasis still kept roaring, like a wounded lion, always maintaining his majesty, reminding the wild dogs around him: I am not easy to mess with!

Every time he slashed the enemy, Anlasis always had some doubts in his heart, because he felt that he was no longer able to get up, which was not what he wanted to see, and it turned out that he was too old.

His hands were filled with lead, and every time he lifted the iron sword covered with blood and flesh, he really couldn't do it compared to the strong and young barbarian. At this time, a barbarian noticed that Anlasis was extraordinary, this guy in gorgeous armor and gray hair and an old face always looked better than those in the prime of life, so he came desperately to roar.

When Allassis found the barbarian who was coming at him, Allassis sank his heart and turned to the barbarian who pounced. The barbarian roared loudly and raised his battle axe, which swept through the air like a violent whirlwind. Allassis did not dare to hesitate, he immediately raised his sword and bent down to slash the barbarian's thigh.

"Whew! Click! ”

Two voices rang out at the same time, only to see Anlasis and the barbarian screaming at the same time and falling towards two opposite places. A helmet flew out of Anlasis's head, and Anlasis fell heavily to the ground.

Anlasis was lying on the ground, he felt a liquid covering the left half of his cheek, and he couldn't even open his eyes, he wiped it off, only to see a pool of blood on his hand, this damn savage knocked his helmet away, and hurt his forehead, and when he touched his forehead, the sudden pain made him quickly retract his hand, and he could imagine what a terrible wound on his head.

"This damn bastard!" Anlasis cursed, and when the blood did not cover his face and the barbarian who was screaming with his legs in his arms, he got up sharply, and rode into the barbarian's belly with his sword in both hands, and stabbed him in the chest.

The barbarian was still struggling, blood gushing out of his mouth like a fountain, and Anlasis roared and jerked the iron sword in his hand until the barbarian stopped struggling.

The other mad barbarians were furious at the death of their companions, and they screamed and threw themselves at Allassis, who looked left and right and saw that there were no Roman soldiers with him, which meant that he would be alone against the barbarians who rushed up.

"Come on! Come on, you damned barbarians! Anlasis wiped the blood from his face again, and roared loudly, raising his iron sword in the face of the barbarian in front of him.

But he was so tired that he could not even lift his sword, and he could only watch as the savage pounced and swung his axe at his neck. No one can describe what it was like, and if a dead man could speak, many doubts would be solved.

Anlasis died in the end, but he did not lower his head until he died, and he could be regarded as fulfilling the duties of a soldier.

When the barbarian stood on the wall of Thessaloniki with the head of Anlasis, the barbarian's excited shout and the head of Allassis who was still dripping blood, the streets and the Romans under the walls were silent, and the fear on their faces deepened, the generals of the unified army were dead, who would command them?

"In the end, can't you hold on?"

The eye-catching scene naturally caught Luga's eyes, and he didn't know who was holding the head, but he had a faint uneasiness running back and forth in his chest, like a restless child.

"Andrew, who is that man?" Luga called out to Andrew, but no one answered.

"Andrew?" Luga was a little displeased, and he looked back at the emptiness behind him.

"Hahaha, your faithful friend is still on the city walls, but you are here leisurely looking at the scenery and watching the images of the Romans being slaughtered indifferently!" Areobindes began to laugh when he looked at Luga, who sensed something was wrong and hurried to look at the wall.