Cao Jun continued to climb the city wall, and some of them had already climbed up with ladders, so they fought.

We threw stones down, and Cao's archers shot at us below. Some soldiers were shot and rolled down the city wall with stones, while Cao Jun on the ladder held a rattan shield to block the stones we threw down.

There were too many of them, attacking like ant colonies, and more and more Cao troops climbed the city wall.

"Kill! Kill his mother, chop his mother. Kill all the Cao army and don't pay for food! The old fox shouted out some of these words and rushed forward.

The Cao soldiers who climbed the city wall were all sword and axe men, because the spearmen could not climb the city wall.

The old fox's weapon is also a knife, and his knife technique is very strange. When Cao Jun slashed over, he rarely blocked with a knife, and basically dodged the opponent's blade.

Once the other party's body is exposed, the old fox will definitely give the other party a fatal knife, and this old guy will never entangle with people when he goes out of the knife.

Watching the old fox kill people is more like a visual feast performance, this is not a martial arts novel, the old fox does not have the magic power of flying eaves and walking on the wall, and the tiger can't deal with the wolves after all.

There were more and more Cao troops on the city wall, and the old fox gradually felt overwhelmed, so he began to fight and retreat.

The others were the same, our men were surrounded and beaten by the Cao army who had ascended the city.

The city is in danger, and it won't be long before we can't support it, we can't hold it.

A dozen die-hard loyalists surrounded me just because I was a god in their eyes.

The consequence is that I have become the target of Cao Jun in the city, and everyone understands the truth of capturing thieves and kings.

"Protect the White Dragon God!" The old fox saw that something was wrong.

The old fox, who had always been as clever as he was, made a fatal mistake. Our men began to move closer to me, and Cao's army desperately attacked my side.

The old fox killed me with a word, and I became the main target of the two sides in the struggle. If I die, our team will immediately disintegrate.

What's worse is that I don't even have a weapon to save my life, and what the old fox said creates a bullshit mystery for me to not let me carry a weapon.

The die-hard loyalists surrounded me in the middle, and dozens of Cao troops attacked me.

The old fox wanted to come to the rescue, but they were all entangled by the enemy and couldn't get out at all.

I'm sure I'm going to die, because the Cao army has surrounded us like a tidal wave.

The die-hard loyalists tried their best to block it, but they were not Changshan Zhao Zilong, and they were not the second brother of chivalrous and righteous Guan. can't resist the tide of Cao Jun.

The blades intersected, and I could even see the fireworks collide. Cao's army is extremely brave, and our loyal guards protect me and fight and retreat until there is no way to retreat.

The old fox taught them to roar when they cut people. Roaring can drive fear away, shout when you're scared. Shout with the strength you suck so you don't get scared.

The die-hard loyalists began to roar, their faces hideous and their eyes tearing apart with hatred.

The Cao army, which has been soaked on the battlefield, is not a third-rate transport unit. We yelled at them, and they yelled at us.

Both sides were killed, and we all became insane. The battle between madmen is to bite each other to death.

There were only a dozen diehards around me, and the enemy troops rushing up from the other side were pouring in like a tidal wave.

The die-hard ones desperately resisted, risking their own lives.

One by one, the diehards around me fell, and one of them lay at my feet, and he looked up at me with the last of his strength.

I saw that there was not despair in his eyes, but guilt, and he felt guilty for not protecting me.

I crouched down and gently took the knife from his hand.

The blade is very sharp, and the handle of the knife is hung with a pinch of red tassels, which shows that it is usually well maintained. At the moment, the knife was stained with blood.

I held the hilt of the knife, and the tentacles were sticky. That's because the blood stained the hilt. The blood came from the enemy, perhaps from the diehard.

The die-hard hung his head, and he died. Died to protect me.

I stood up, big knife in both hands. The broadsword was heavy, and I could only hold it with both hands.

I'm sure we're going to die, and I'm going to have to pull a few pads before I die.

"Ahh Like them, I let out the same beastly roar. I screamed with all my strength to feed, I bite you to death.

We on the walls are all the last of the crossbows, and we are in our final dying throes.

I was ready to charge with my sword, which I call the Death Charge. Suddenly, a crowd of people, more like wolves, rushed into the steps of the wall.

Our mobile troops. The person at the head was Ye Xianxian, and she saw me. The fat body rushed over with great agility.

The Cao army that surrounded us is now in turn surrounded by our men. Slender didn't rush through at all, more like a collision.

I watched as Cao Bing was knocked out by Xian Xian, and there was an extra hole in his neck. It came from the short knife in Slim's hand.

The tide was reversed, and I was left with only six blood-stained diehards. We rushed forward, having been retreating.

Scrimmage. There was a rain of blood in the sky, the result of a soldier having his carotid artery severed. A severed arm flew up into the sky and fell, and it was a guy whose arm had been cut off with a knife. Long knives flutter, enemies and friends scuffle.

One of Cao Jun was pushed to my side, and he was about to raise his big knife when I cut off half of his head. I don't have the guilt or uneasiness of killing, I'm used to blood.

Sometimes it's not that we want to be stubborn, but that if you don't resist, you're going to die. For example, we just now, and then these Cao troops who are now on the city wall.

There are no cowards when killing red eyes, these Cao soldiers are not afraid of death, and we regard death as home.

We are like two wolves fighting to the death for a fat territory.

We were outnumbered, and all our mobile troops of more than 400 men rushed forward.

I only remember that after a long time, there was no living Cao Jun by our side. When I turned around, there were no more enemy troops under the city who continued to climb up, and the war drums of Cao's army no longer sounded.

We won, to be exact, we blocked the first wave of Cao's attack.

I sat down with a weak ass, and Slim threw away her dagger. She ran to me and looked at me carefully, afraid that I would get hurt.

I gave her a smile and she was reassured. Then she took me into her arms.

No one felt embarrassed by the scene, after the baptism of war death, nothing is worth embarrassing us. As long as we are alive it is enough.

The old fox came to me covered in blood, and I could see that his steps were vain, and the battle just now had cost him a lot of strength.

He didn't come looking for me, he shouted, "You are my grandfather today, I am your grandson, the gray grandson." Hello, look back, it's you, you've defended the city, you've defended your home. ”

He was boosting morale: "All of you here are heroes, you have been bullied by officials and insulted by them before. Now tell them with the sword in your hand, "Whoever deceives my people, kill!" ”

"Kill! Kill! Kill! "We don't have the sound of swallowing mountains and rivers. Because after the First World War, there were not many people who could breathe.