The long knife of a death battalion soldier was slashed down from the bean soldier's shoulder, and one arm was removed with it. His eyes also fell on the Yellow Turban soldier behind the bean soldier, in his eyes, this bean soldier who was not much different from other Yellow Turban soldiers was already a dead man, and he didn't even care about the appearance and body shape of this bean soldier at all, so he didn't find anything abnormal about this bean soldier.

"Poof."

The next moment, the bean soldier who should have died in his eyes did not fall, and his intact left arm took advantage of the long knife held in his right arm, and with a stab, the entire long knife did not enter the chest and abdomen of the soldiers in the death battalion in front of him. The tip of the knife tore through the armor, penetrated the skin, and pierced through the soft organs inside, and then came out from behind.

He lowered his head in surprise, and what caught his eye was the long knife that was not half separated from his chest and abdomen, and the blood that flowed down. The pain had taken over his mind, and with every second that passed, he could clearly feel that he was one step closer to death, and that the strength that he should have was passing away with the loss of blood.

There is no time to fear death, or for soldiers like them, death is doomed, but they don't know when it will come. He was prepared and conscious, with a bitter smile on the corner of his mouth, and now it seemed that he was not one of the rare lucky ones, but a bad luck.

The bean soldier drew his knife, and let the soldier of the death battalion experience the same unforgettable pain as before. Now, his vision is a little blurry, but he can still see it clearly, and he can't see any meaning in the eyes of the bean soldier who has no emotion and no meaning.

Dying at the hands of a "person" who is not a human is really a little unwilling.

With a hint of mockery, he shouted angrily, and his palm clenched the long knife in his hand violently, and the residual strength on his body made him slash out this knife that was supported by his life.

This is not a human thing, how can you understand that if you don't kill a person completely, you can't relax at all. Moreover, it also completely underestimates the obsession of an outlaw who regards combat as an ordinary warrior, and will repay it, as long as he does not die completely, then he will drag the enemy into death with him!

The bean soldiers were split in two, from the head to the entire body. The body of the death battalion soldier fell forward, and the knife in his arm and palm carried out his will before he died, and the inertia also made the blade of the long knife completely cut the bean soldier.

However, not every soldier in the death battalion can be like this soldier.

Their ferocity is almost the same, and they also have a ruthlessness, but some people are even less lucky, and they are killed the moment the bean soldiers fall from the sky. Others, who dodged the first wave of attacks, defended themselves, and immediately reacted to kill the bean soldiers, but what happened was almost exactly the same as this death battalion.

Bean Soldiers are not human, and any damage they take that can kill a person will not cause them to die. And their will is to kill the enemy, and apart from destroying them completely, cutting off their limbs, there is little that can stop them from advancing and preventing them from attacking.

Caught off guard, more soldiers from the death battalion died.

"It's hex, cut off their limbs! Don't attack everything, remember, cut off their limbs! Li Qianjun's voice sounded, and between the two knives, he cut off the arms of another bean soldier.

His voice was not slow, but at the same time, the movements of these soldiers were also very fast, and by the time they appeared, it had already made the offensive of the death battalion at the head of the city inevitably stall. And then, after killing part of the death battalion soldiers, one gap after another appeared.

The army led by Sun Jian was in exactly the same situation, except that the momentum of the attack did not stop because of the death of many soldiers, and the gaps left by the dead Han soldiers were filled, and new soldiers took their place.

"Damn it!" Yun Shui scolded angrily, watching the flying knife he threw with his raised hand accurately hit the vital point of a bean soldier, but its movements did not change at all, and it did not even bring any impact.

In the eyes of Yunshui Raging, the comrade in front of him, who should have been saved by him and would not die, was cut by the bean soldier's knife and his chest burst out with a ball of blood. His eyes were split, and his whole body was filled with a great anger, if it was a person, under his flying knife, he would have died by now.

However, there are no ifs!

"Grass." With a fierce spit, the white foam flew out of the air, turning into an existence like a mist, mixed with a little bit of red. Without any hesitation, Yun Shui Furious pulled out the long knife behind his back with his backhand, and rushed forward with his comrades in the death camp. His throwing knives didn't do anything against these things that weren't human, so he had to rely on the long knives he was holding in his hands now.

This knife is the same as the second knife of Li Qianjun, and it is also the second knife of Yunshui Turbulence. In fact, if he could only throw the flying knife, he would not be able to survive now, because on the battlefield, no matter how accurate the flying knife is, it will not be able to survive here safely.

Even the flying knife hand named Xiao Li, the master that Yun Shui Langlan saw from the ancient books would die on the battlefield. Because this is a battlefield, two hands, dozens or hundreds of throwing knives, and it is impossible to face a large number of enemies at the same time.

It's a killing field! When you throw two throwing knives, two enemies die, or more, but when you reach for them again, more enemies will rush at you.

Just like now, the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army, who suddenly appeared as the head of the Sharp Knife City, launched an assault on them as they attacked the city wall. Inch by inch of squeezing, inch by inch of persecution, it is so that they can no longer move forward!

"Long live the Great Sage and Good Master!" A shout erupted from the mouth of a Yellow Turban soldier, and the frenzy in his eyes exploded into a beating flame, including the morale that had originally fallen a little, but at this moment, it instantly climbed to the peak!

They followed the bean soldiers closely, shouting "Huang Tian Dangli" and killing the Han soldiers. Ignoring the blades cut off by the Han soldiers, he didn't think about how to defend them, and he also cut them out with one sword, but he actually had the same intention of ending up together!

The battle situation on the entire city wall deteriorated instantly. Even with the bravery of Sun Jianli and others, as well as the elite soldiers under his command, they could not fight their way out of this attack like a wave in the sea. Because on this city wall, they have always only had some people, even if soldiers from the city continue to come to support, they can't ignore the fact that there are countless Yellow Turban soldiers at the head of the city.

(End of chapter)