The Nephilim, the Saxons, were so powerful that they swung their axes and trembled with each blow.

The Anglo soldiers and Roman archers defending the city naturally felt the trembling of fear, and they had to stop the two high-minded saboteurs from acting so recklessly.

The soldiers on the wall desperately lifted the stone and threw it downward, probably at a distance, and the stone on the Nephilim could not stop them from moving.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! ”

Several loud voices rang out beneath the city, and the two Nephilims cut a large hole in the outer door, and the inner door was crumbling. Seeing that the gates were about to be breached by the Nephilims, the soldiers defending the city argued fiercely, and no amount of resistance would have any effect on their shields.

"They have openly waged war against us, they have slaughtered our warriors, we are going to kill them, let them see how good we are! Push them into the river and feed the fish, everyone, one woman for one, conquer them! ”

"Hoo !!"

At the mention of the full benefits, the soldiers couldn't wait, roaring in rage, and their axes continued to destroy the crumbling gate in front of them. But they didn't know that the soldiers defending the city above their heads were carrying wooden barrels, which were filled with boiling boiling water.

"Wow!"

Several wooden barrels fell and poured on the bodies of each soldier below, and suddenly the screams below rang out, and many people were scalded by the boiling water. But boiling water did not seem to have much effect on the two Nephilims, whose heads, chests, and shoulders were well protected by wolf skins, and although their bare arms were red and steaming, they raised their tomahawks as if they were not in pain, and with a roar of rage, they raised their great axes and slashed them down at the broken wooden door in front of them.

"Boom!"

The wooden door was slammed open, and the gang roared in thanks, "Kill!" Kill! Kill! The Saxon soldiers rushed into the city, and they were eager to kill and enjoy the blood! But as soon as they entered the city, they were taken aback by what they saw.

The Saxon soldiers who had marched into the city had all been killed, the air was filled with a strong smell of blood, their bodies were piled up into a small "wall", and the Anglo soldiers with javelins were now on the city wall, and they raised their javelins to look down at the Saxon soldiers who poured in front of the city gate.

"Let's turn back, take advantage of the opportunity now!"

At this time, on the "wall" stood an Anglo nobleman, fully armed and armed with an iron sword, shouting to the Saxons who broke through the city. Although they were mixed with so many Angles, and in the face of the enemy on the pile of corpses, although they were compatriots, they could not find any reason to be companions, and they were in the same room, and they colluded with the Romans to become their traitors.

The eyes of the Anglo-Saxon soldiers below were full of anger and bewilderment, but it was all happening. From then on, they are no longer compatriots, but enemies to the death.

"Turnback, is this your order for us?"

Such doubts were heard in the silent Anglo-Saxon crowd, and everyone looked back and saw Alter. The bloodthirsty axe, who was carrying his large emblematic axe, was in the middle of the crowd.

It stands to reason that as the leader of the army, he should be at the forefront of the army, and maybe he is also afraid of this javelin. Trying in vain to make them unable to aim at the target in the crowd, he sneered and looked up at the Anglo-rebellious nobles, and said unhurriedly: "You surrendered to the Romans, this is already an intolerable thing, and you, plus everyone in this city, cannot live!" Accept it, accept our killing, and wait for death. ”

"Boom!"

As soon as Alter's words fell, he saw a hard object flying out of the "city wall" and landed in front of them, Alter lowered his head and saw what the hard object was, it turned out to be a human head, fresh, a freshly cut human head.

"This is the end of his disrespectful words, and I'm not sure if your fierce words just now will save your name!"

Another voice, he said very stiffly, it seemed that he had just learned, and after a while, I saw a figure appear next to the Anglo nobleman, it was Andrew, he joined the battlefield as soon as he recovered, he was dressed in Roman armor, and he looked like an officer. He was looking down at Art, who was hiding in the crowd, with an iron sword in his hand, and looked at the large group of Anglo-Saxon soldiers below with a blank face and said: "Stand back, or this will become your graveyard." ”

As soon as Andrew finished speaking, he saw a row of heavily armed Roman soldiers standing on the "wall" with pike darts, and more soldiers holding shields and spears in the rear.

"Graveyards? Death? ”

Alter sneered, only to see him jerk up the tomahawk in his hand.

"Roar!"

Art's attitude provoked the roar of all the Anglo-Saxon soldiers around him, they raised their weapons and roared with their commanders, they were barbarians, they looked at death as home, how could they be deflated in such a place?

The Saxons, who refused to admit defeat, did not care about their own lives or deaths, and the two Nephilims among them roared like thunder. It shook the ears of everyone in the defending army.

"They're coming! They're coming! ”

The soldiers gritted their teeth and threw their pikes and javelins at them. The Anglo-Saxon soldiers in the first row had no desire to defend at all, their own thin armor could not stop the sharp pike dart from the stabbing blows, they fell in pieces, and soon the latter made up for the gap, rushing up the corpse-ridden "wall" like a tide.

"Defense! Defense! Defense! ”

Andrew roared, and the soldiers jerked up, and the frenzied Anglo-Saxon soldiers rushed forward with their hands and feet, and they were greeted by the stab of their sharp spears.

They pushed people and piled them up more and more, so that the height of the "city wall" gradually lost its height advantage.

In order to salvage the situation, the Anglo javelinmen on the Roman side climbed to the roofs on both sides with javelins, ready to attack the Anglo-Saxon forces on both sides and make them pay, but before they could stand firm, the Saxons had already discovered them, and a wave of throwing axes like swallows swung down, causing the javelinmen to roll off the roof, and their fate was uncertain.

"Crazy, a bunch of madmen!"

Andrew roared, picked up his sword and stabbed the saxon soldiers who rushed at him, shouting at the soldiers behind him, "Suppress them!" Suppress them! ”

The soldiers behind him raised their javelins and pointed them to the sky above, and at a command, they threw them into the air together, and the javelins whistled down like a rainstorm, splashing blood in the Anglo-Saxon pile.

"Roar!"

I heard a roar like a lion, and when I looked up, I saw Alter. The bloodthirsty axe stomped on the soldier's body, and he leaped to his feet and landed in the middle of the unsuspecting Roman soldiers, wielding his axe and knocking down a crowd.

They were followed by the Nephilim, these two hard-nosed fellows had not even died, they also jumped up and jumped onto the "city wall", no one could compete with the two of them, and in an instant the entire defense line was in chaos.