With a bang, the rain mixed with blood poured down the shabby tiled roof, making the ground even more slippery.

The enemy has climbed above us, I looked up at the position above my head, and with the sound of expanding leaks and pains, the last mechanism placed on the top also declared its use,

I raised my hand, and pressed it down unhurriedly at the face that was stuck on the roof of the tiles, and my convulsive limbs hung down, and the third kill was in my hand.

There is a lot of blood, and killing becomes a conditioned reflex, especially in most cases, as long as you look at the voices and figures that appear outside the breach, and do not hesitate to poke spears and swords out.

Madame Chen's lips pursed and turned white, her two young clansmen had already taken different injuries, but the old servant who I didn't command much was still a dragon and a tiger, but the cracked wound on the knuckles of his palm showed that he was not very easy.

The walls suddenly appeared like cobwebs, then large peeling cracks, cold wind and a breach appeared in front of us, and then continued to crack and expand, revealing something like a stake.

They didn't know where they got what they had hit the wall, and how they had managed to climb the slippery steps, but with the new breakthrough, I knew we were in big trouble.

But I restrained the reserve that was about to rush forward to groom the mouth, for a few arrows from outside rushed past us like ghosts.

After a moment of dead silence, Breach roared and suddenly burst out of the figures, and then I pulled the arrangement on the beam.

The large unkempt rubble mixed with dust poured down the top of them and immediately shrouded these villains in choking dust, and the loud coughing and screams of being smashed and bleeding came and went.

It also made them lose their direction for a while, hugging and squeezing together.

Kill, the five of them roared angrily, holding several spears in both hands, rushing and stabbing the past, without even deliberately looking for a target, they easily stabbed and poked out a scream on the figure that poured out of the narrow gap.

Then he quickly dropped the obstructive spear that remained in his body, and picked up the guy and went into close combat.

Cui Tuzi, who wielded a meat hook, immediately hooked one, and slashed at the exposed neck with the other hand, and settled one on the spot. Yan Jiu'er chopped her legs and flipped her head again, and the upper, middle and lower three ways just coordinated.

Zhang Da Niu waved a few burning firewood, and some of them hurriedly threw them on their heads, screaming for a while.

The rest of the people took the opportunity to push the table back into the gap, and after stabbing a few figures trying to hinder it in the gap, it seemed that the other party, who was understaffed, gave up the breakthrough.

After another two hours or so, our defensive position became even more overstretched, because the opponent, who had suffered heavy damage, also attacked fiercely, concentrated all his forces in front of the main gate, and attacked almost at any cost.

With a burst of pounding sounds, even Han Liangchen had to jump down from the bracket next to him, the dilapidated door was completely shattered, and in the crack that was enlarged again, there was a hand-tied Peng row, which was hard against the stabbing of the knife and gun in the door, and squeezed in violently, with a momentum like a rainbow roaring and cheering, forcing our people to retreat in one breath, more than twenty steps away from the door.

And when they happily rushed halfway, Yin Xiaoyan and squatted with their heads on the beam, picked up the special secret weapon, and began to throw it diagonally downward.

The large bag of grass and wood ash was thrown over, and it was scattered by the hand, and suddenly lost its eyes, stained its mouth and nose, and all kinds of tears and snot flowed together, and the indomitable spirit of death was suddenly broken.

Then, as I looked back, another big trap was activated.

After losing the support, the huge remnants of the monument fell down from the side of the door, with a large pile of wooden pieces, and smashed the crowd of people who rushed in, and in a dull and short scream, a large mass of blood flowed out from between the seven or eight legs under the rubble. Quite tragic.

Taking advantage of this stunned spirit, the internal and external thieves were temporarily divided into two parts, which was pushed to the inside to burst out with the last bit of strength and spirit, slashing and overturning them, and even a few seriously injured people were also thieves, knocking their legs and feet, tripping them to the ground, creating an opportunity for their companions to kill the enemy.

But as a result of this, the pulling and pulling wounds cracked, and three more people slowly died because of the uncontrollable bleeding.

The enemies outside were also completely crazy, and they were like wolves on the verge of a desperate situation, desperately throwing the last bit of manpower in.

Almost with the chest of his companions, squeezing in with knives and guns, even if he was chopped and stabbed, he had to take two steps forward, so we, the old and disabled, could no longer withstand it.

Just a moment later,

We have lost control of most of the space in the shrine, and we have had to leave behind the corpses and wounded companions, retreat to the more confined shrine, and take advantage of the gap between the other party's regrouping to survive.

And this opportunity, but the former righteous from Bo Fu, with his life to create zào for us, he was surrounded by people and stabbed a lot of knives, bleeding like a sieve, laughing wildly and reflexively knocked down several thieves, and never got up again.

The old servant who finally stopped the enemy also paid for the fact that his left hand was cut off, and he was covered with wounds, and his remaining right hand had only three fingers, and he still had half an axe behind his back, and if he pulled it out, it was probably when he fell.

As the commander, I could barely hold the weapon with my arms so numb, and my legs and feet were so weak that I could barely stand, and I only leaned on the gable wall for support.

That's because I put on the armor that was given up by my seriously injured relatives and was in the middle of being protected, so there were only some scratches and contusions that didn't affect my movement, and the bleeding and coagulation quickly stopped.

Han Liangchen, who is the only one with the highest remaining force, has changed seven or eight weapons, and only one intact arm remains, and he twitched slightly because of the transition of force,

Cui Tuzi was like a bloody man, and although he was still standing, he had lost consciousness; Qian Shuining was dragged in scarred, and fell to the ground, only to breathe; Ma Fu Yan Jiu'er had the least scars, but he was also at the end of his crossbow, but he could still stand there with others supporting each other.

Zhang Daniu died, he cried and hid in the corner, still could not escape the murder, but before he died, he burned a large number of thieves with boiling the contents of the pot.

Yin Xiaoyan is not among them, and after the battle starts, we can't take care of him.

There were only three people left in front of us, even though the blood from the wounds on their bodies was still flowing, they were motionless, acting as the last meager barrier.

The bloodstained face squatted with her head in her hands, and she had already taken out the short blade I had given her, and looked at me with a determined look in her eyes.

"It seems that I can't wait, the day when I will raise you and eat you......"

I patted her head apologetically and whispered.

"I'm so sorry"

Mrs. Chen, whose face was like ashes, also held the short sword that had been stained with blood by several people, and said in a hoarse voice

"Got you into such a situation......"

"Just can I beg you, the last thing ......"

She looked at me with some pleading, pleading.

"Don't let me fall into the hands of those thieves alive......"

"Got it......"

I nodded firmly.

"I'll buy you time......"

But he couldn't help but smile bitterly, the so-called traverser aura really didn't work very well.

The identity I have gained from this body, the knowledge and vision that I am proud of, I am full of ideals and ambitions to run a farming and make a fortune, and create a harmonious harem army.

In this era, it is easy to struggle out some inconspicuous wave bubbles, is it necessary to fold so lightly in this nameless mound and broken temple?

At this time, I suddenly saw a slight movement in the corner of my eye.

I saw Yin Xiaoyan, who was covered in blood, and slowly climbed up the beam, came to the top of those people's heads, and used a file to file the bite of the arch, which was a half-finished mechanism that we didn't have time to arrange.

The dust and sawdust falling down, finally alarming someone, was like a trigger signal, and the two sides were once again facing each other head-on.

I shot the last crossbow arrow in my hand, and I was also stabbed in the ribs, and there was no more burning pain, but an illusion of cold numbness and strength draining from the wound.

Then I saw Yin Xiaoyan, looking at a thief who crawled behind him, with a relieved expression, and then they trembled together, and then rolled down together.

I saw that the beam, which had been pried loose, had lost the last bit of support, and fell diagonally, smashing a thief in half, knocking over the shrine in front of us, and then bounced back and swept backwards with a loud sound.

Only a series of dull poops and crashes could be heard, and at least a dozen people were within the sweep range of the umbrella, and they were swept into a heap like bowling pins, from the first unlucky ghost who was smashed into a corner, to the last victim who was crushed to the thighs and howled loudly, it was just a breath.

The effect is so good that we and each other in the fight can't help but pause.

Then there was more violent shaking, and the overwhelming squeaking and crushing sound, and the large pieces of the skulls that fell from the skull, covering all the people without distinction, and provoking screams to the sky.

And I only had time to shout "get down", squatting with my body holding my head and covering it under my body,

In the midst of the deafening sound of the downfall, the shrine, which had been torn down many beams and pillars, and broken and smashed many gables, finally collapsed with the only remaining support twisted and crumbled, like a roaring mass, with a large canopy of rubble and dust, completely submerging us

The last point of consciousness is that the sky is really dark, and I cǎo, it is actually the end of total annihilation, which is not scientific.