Just when Li Xuan was thinking about whether to hide under the city, the rain of arrows outside suddenly became dense, and even the thin iron armor seemed to be unable to resist, and a sword and shield hand was shot through the chest by a short arrow and fell to the ground with a bang.

As if it was a signal, the sword and shield hands at the forefront fell in a pool of blood one after another, as if it was a chain effect, Li Xuanmao was under the battlements of the city wall, and he didn't dare to raise his head at all, but he felt that the sound of the sharp blade breaking through the air from his ears was much more dense.

"Damn, why do these Yellow Turban thieves have wells!?" A rough roar attracted Li Xuan's attention, this was the first humanized voice he had heard since he came to this world, and he couldn't help but turn his head to look, as for what the well was doing, Li Xuan didn't know, and he didn't bother to pay attention to it.

"Poof~" What caught his eye was a burly man, with a beard like a steel needle, and a tower-like figure, which almost made Li Xuan think that he had seen Zhang Sanye's own figure, but looking at the cold arrow cluster at the other party's throat and the brass bell-like dead eyes, Li Xuan sighed secretly, obviously, this thing is not, it is really blind to the third master-like physique.

"Bang Bang~"

The rain of arrows seemed to disappear, followed by a series of dull crashing sounds, Li Xuan hid under the wall and looked up, he could only see something like a piece of wooden stake, the distance between the wooden stakes, Li Xuan was sure, this must be a ladder!

It was as if 10,000 grass horses were roaring past in his heart, Li Xuan looked at the sky speechlessly, who can tell me, how can the wooden ladder be built to such a height of ten floors, this city wall really can't stay any longer, it will die!

Taking advantage of the rain of arrows, Li Xuan ran towards the other end of the city wall, he could see clearly just now that those archers, sword and shield soldiers had all appeared from that side before.

Just do it when you think about it, although this world looks like blood, but Li Xuan doesn't know if he has a chance to resurrect with full blood, in the face of the next hand-to-hand combat, he is a small level 0 militia, it is too dangerous to stay here, or hurry up and find a place to hide in the city, and wait for the end of the war is the right reason, as for who loses and who wins? Li Xuan wasn't too worried, it would be a joke to ask him to fight until the last moment for a city that didn't have any sense of belonging.

But Li Xuan forgot, this is a world of numbers, and the militia is a scum with only 1 agility, how fast can it be? The city wall more than ten meters wide is now longer than a marathon in Li Xuan's opinion, and in the middle, he has to try to avoid those city defenders who sacrifice their lives and forget their lives to rush to the city wall, and the speed of the snail has become slower.

Later, the shouting and killing gradually became intense, the soldiers on both sides wanted to gain a firm foothold on the city wall, but the other side wanted to defend the city wall to the death, this is a lens that can never be seen on TV, if you stand in the perspective of a bystander, Li Xuan will never fall behind, but if you experience the blood of those warriors in person, that is another matter, at least Li Xuan's current mood is not very good.

"It's near! It's close! Looking at the exit of the city wall that was getting closer and closer, Li Xuan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, the short distance of more than ten meters is more stressful than running a marathon, at least running a marathon, you will not be in danger of your life, you can't run or not, but now, Li Xuan really can't wait to incarnate into the legendary centaur, and he has two more legs for running.

"Roar~ The world is lucky!" At the moment when Li Xuan ran to the city wall, a loud and powerful voice suddenly came from behind him, and his hair suddenly stood on end, and he subconsciously crawled to the ground, and it was this action that saved his life.

A steel knife slashed the wall battlement in front of Li Xuan, perhaps because of too much force, the steel knife slashed into the wall battlement, the hands holding the knife seemed to be pulling it out, but it couldn't be pulled out for a while, Li Xuan only had time to look up and look back at this time, but saw a guy who was also wearing thin iron armor, with a yellow cloth strip tied on his head, and his constipated face was flushed at the moment, and the two stood together in an extremely ** posture.

"I'm rubbing! It's easy to bully when Lao Tzu, isn't it!? Glancing at the battle group on the other side of the city wall, which was already approaching white-hot, and then looking at this lonely Yellow Turban soldier, a nameless anger suddenly rose in Li Xuan's heart.

Grandma Ni's, you don't cut so many people, you can't get along with Lao Tzu and a militia, can you eat it!?

The roar of the Yellow Turban soldier made Li Xuan angry, and also aroused the wildness in his heart, seeing that the other party couldn't pull out the knife for a while, he was not in a hurry to flee for his life, raised the weapon in his hand that looked like a dung fork, did not aim, and stabbed it fiercely.

"Ding~"

The dung fork stabbed on the opponent's breastplate, except for two white dots, there was no reaction, and the thin iron armor that seemed to have no defenselessness was so strong!?

Li Xuan was a little stunned, looked at the other party's iron armor, and then looked at the dung fork in his hand whose head was already a little bent, and suddenly felt an imbalance in his heart, even if his attributes were not as good as others, the weapon couldn't even break through other people's defenses, so he still fart?

"Lao Tzu is still in love with you!" Li Xuan, who was extremely psychologically unbalanced, looked at the two sides who were still fighting in the distance, and no one paid attention to this place for a while, and then looked at the Yellow Turban soldier who was stupidly drawing a knife there, and he was a little relieved in his heart, and then an evil thought suddenly arose, and he crawled out from under the Yellow Turban soldier, looking at the Yellow Turban soldier who was pouting his ass and trying to draw his knife, a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the dung fork in his hand was aimed at a certain place in the opponent's lower body, and he stabbed it out without hesitation.

"Whew~"

A strange scream suddenly sounded on the city wall, and it was instantly drowned out by the earth-shattering shouts of killing.

Li Xuan looked at the dung fork in his hand, most of it was stained with blood, and suddenly gave birth to a slightly cool feeling of chrysanthemum, and then looked at the Yellow Turban soldier who was hit so hard and still refused to give up his beloved treasure knife, he was a little speechless, just this IQ, who do you abuse if you don't abuse it? I'm poked! I'm poked! I'm poked and poked!

The screams of the Yellow Turban soldiers gradually weakened, and the arm holding the knife gradually loosened, and he fell to the ground on his stomach, with an unwilling look in his eyes, probably never imagined that he would die in the hands of a militiaman in such a humiliating manner.

Murder?

Li Xuan looked at the corpse of the Yellow Turban soldier gradually losing his life, and then looked at the miserable buttocks, a chill in his heart for no reason, followed by an instinctive nausea and trembling, the first time he killed someone, and he was not a ** madman, that feeling was definitely not wonderful.

"Di ~ Congratulations to the host, successfully promoted to level 2 militia, constitution +1"

It was as if a warm current suddenly exploded in his body, at that moment, Li Xuan felt that his body was full of strength, and an indescribable confidence rose from the bottom of his heart, as if any enemy could kill the other party to scum with one punch, of course, this was just an illusion, the level 2 militia was still a scum, and it was just a little more physique than the level 1 militia.

The pleasure of escalation also diluted the discomfort caused by the killing, Li Xuan glanced back at the two sides of the fierce battle nostalgically, but his footsteps did not stop, and continued to walk down the city.

He can see it, no matter how high the militia level is, he can't escape the fate of cannon fodder, he has been upgraded by one level, but his physique has improved a little, the attack is there, the speed is not, at this time he rushes up without a head or a brain, it is definitely the rhythm of death, although the upgrade is refreshing, but the small life is the most important thing?

Maybe it's because as a cannon fodder, he has completed the mission of consuming the enemy's arrows, maybe it's because the war is tight and he doesn't have time to pay attention to this deserter, in short, Li Xuan escaped to the city very smoothly, but the situation in the city made Li Xuan feel the urge to commit suicide.

"The sky is dead, the yellow sky should stand, the age is in Jiazi, and the world is lucky!"

Looking at the group of people who spontaneously gathered together, the same militia dressed, but with an extra yellow scarf on their heads, a pair of godless eyes, mechanical movements and that slow body, no matter how you look at it, it looks like the scene of the zombie siege in the movie, director, are you sure they are yellow scarves!?

The grotesque thought was just a flash, but at this moment Li Xuan was in no mood to complain about this damn setting, he looked around, the crowd fleeing in a panic, the dress, except for the dung fork in his hand, was almost exactly the same as himself, and hurriedly threw away the dung fork in his hand, and rushed into a cluster of fleeing crowds.

"Di ~ The host gives up the weapon, and the identity will automatically change to an ordinary farmer, and it will no longer be recognized by the military of the Eastern Han Empire."

At the same time as Li Xuan threw away the dung fork, the voice in his head sounded again.

's life is gone, and my identity is useless!?

Li Xuan cursed this evil system fiercely in his heart, if he had the opportunity, he would definitely hit it with a face full of chrysanthemums!

While cursing viciously in his heart, he avoided the fierce Yellow Turban zombie group with the fleeing crowd, the other party obviously did not have the intention of embarrassing these fleeing peasants, and flocked to the city wall in groups, even if he stood under the city wall, he could hear the scuffle above.

Li Xuan lost a sigh of relief in his heart, he was safe for the time being, but he couldn't take it lightly, he had to see the opportunity to go out of the city, who knew if these Yellow Turban soldiers would come to a frenzied slaughter of the city or something after breaking the city?

Li Xuan came to this world for less than an hour, and the only way he knew was the city gate in front of him, and the city gate had not been breached at this time, but it must not be far away.

"Boom~"

It seemed to confirm the thoughts in Li Xuan's heart, and just when Li Xuan was thinking about how to get out of the city, the thick and sturdy city gate rumbled - shattered!

That's right, it wasn't knocked away, it wasn't pushed away, it just shattered without warning, and then dissipated directly into the air, making Li Xuan stunned.

A large number of Yellow Turban soldiers rushed into the city gate, just when Li Xuan wanted to find a place to avoid the limelight, but found that it was not necessary, because no one paid attention to him at all, those fierce Yellow Turban soldiers did not slaughter in a frenzy, but rushed towards the center of the city.

Well, in the face of this strange world, Li Xuan had nothing to say, looked at the empty city gate, hesitated, and walked towards the city gate.