When several clansmen came out of the stockade, in addition to their own weapons, they also brought the weapons of the upright dynasty.

It's just that now he threw out the big knife and killed the Shura people, and after killing the Shura people, he had no weapons in his hands, so he picked up the weapons of the upright dynasty people again.

He swung his axe to block several incoming weapons, and he himself was so shocked by the power of the Asura that he vomited blood, and when he saw that he couldn't stop it, the clansmen who were sitting on the ground and passively responding to the battle suddenly rushed forward, and the big axe in his hand once again cut off the legs of a fierce soldier, and he was also stabbed in the back.

The asura man screamed, feeling that he was suddenly shorter, looking at the person next to him was still a little confused, he didn't know why he was shorter, and when he looked down, the blood flowing from his feet dyed the sand and stone on the ground red, and he couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

The clansmen were so weak by the electric shock that although he forcibly exerted force, he continued to succeed, which gave him confidence that he didn't care about the knife wound in his back at all, and wanted to roll and attack other soldiers.

But during this period of hard fighting, his strength couldn't keep up, and only the level of magic power of a wizard couldn't last long.

Therefore, the clansmen's movements were much slower, and the most important thing was that he was surrounded by the upright dynasty alone. When he was hit in the back again by a thick mace, the clansmen also screamed, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, obviously suffering serious internal injuries and having lost the ability to fight.

But he still mustered up the last remaining strength and roared, and threw the big axe in his hand with all his strength, smashing into the chest of the Asura in front of him. The asura was in a hollow armor, with a broken sternum, and blood spitting out of his mouth, and he saw that he only had air out, not air in.

He laughed, bounced up with his bare hands, and pounced on an asura in front of him.

He shouted angrily: "Miscellaneous, die!"

Although the Asura was tall, he didn't expect that the clansman who had been hit would pounce on him, so he was knocked to the ground by the clansman and pressed under him. The people didn't have much strength anymore, and after they knocked down the asuras, they bit the asuras on the neck.

In the screams of pain from the Asuras, several spears pierced into the bodies of the clansmen.

The clansman straightened up in pain, tore a piece of the flesh of the Asura from his mouth, and slowly fell to the ground, but his eyes were still wide open, glaring at the upright people in a sign of his anger.

When the change appeared, several clansmen wanted to go to help, but the other soldiers of the upright dynasty were so entangled with them that they couldn't rush over to help, and they saw their clansmen lying in a pool of blood.

The rest of the clansmen roared, and the entire circular defense was already empty because of the lack of people. Now it's even more loose, and the clansmen are a little crazy to pounce out, wanting to slaughter a few more upright dynasty people.

Those upright dynasty people saw the opportunity, and several Shura people relied on their skills and body skills to intersperse and separate the clansmen alone, so that they would lose their ability to assist in defense and could be broken one by one.

When the fire fox saw it, he suddenly came to his senses and shouted loudly: "Come back, keep your distance, don't let them break up." ”

Some of the impulsive clansmen heard the cry and began to calm down, quickly narrowing the attack, continuing to surround the wounded clansmen in the middle, because they had already killed one of their clansmen and did not want anyone to die.

When the injured clansmen saw this, they shouted: "There are many of them, rush out and count one by one, don't stalemate." ”

But how could the brothers leave him and flee? The fighting clansmen did not answer, but gritted their teeth and fought with the people of the righteous dynasty.

Seeing the situation, the golden horn suddenly burst out and pounced on a dignified dynasty soldier, with a pair of sharp horns on his head, directly piercing the thighs of the asura.

It's a pity that the golden horn is a young beast, and the horns on its head are too short, and the collision failed to kill the opponent directly, but only pierced two holes in the thighs and shot two bloody arrows. And after the golden horn succeeded in the blow, it turned around and left, it knew that it could not compete with those weapons, but just because of this, it suffered a loss.

The wounded asura, sitting on the ground, holding his thighs, kept yelling at his companions, asking his companions to help him kill the golden horn.

When the Golden Horn attacked, the injured clansmen also roared: "Brothers, I will open the way for you, rush out, live well, and help me avenge!"

He bit the single knife in his mouth, slapped his palms on the ground, only to hear the sound of the ground, with the power of this blow, the whole person bounced up, and his hand was supported on the back of the clansman in front of him, like a bird flying into the air, swinging the knife and pounced on the upright dynasty soldier in front.

He had injured his leg and lost the ability to run, so he kept sitting on the ground, but that couldn't stop him from fighting to the death with the people of the upright dynasty.

When several clansmen shouted no, and wanted to pull it, it was too late, so he rushed out and rushed to the front, facing those upright dynasty soldiers.

The injured clansmen didn't want to drag them down to fight for themselves, they just wanted to open a bloody path and let the clansmen escape, so they chose to fight desperately, preferring to die in battle rather than become a burden to the clansmen.

Because the longer the stay, the more dangerous it becomes, the injured clansmen chose the righteous act of breaking the wrist of the strong man, and wanted to use their lives to open a bloody road for the clansmen, so that the clansmen have a way to rush out.

This is the fierceness of a Wu man, and it is also the affection of a Wu man.

The wounded clansman spun in the air, the single knife in his hand drew a shining arc, and the knife slashed an asura in the neck, and he was also hit by the asura next to him with a club, and fell heavily from the air to the ground, spurting a mouthful of blood from his mouth.

But he came with a desperate mind, so he didn't feel pain, and he didn't pause, just yelled: "Rush!"

Then a tumble, a single knife in his hand stabbed out, stabbing an asura in the abdomen. The knife was pulled back, and the Asura intestines slid out of their abdomen.

But he continued to roll forward, wanting to use his life to open a bloody path for everyone. It's a pity that he was injured after all, and as soon as he rolled out, he was smashed out by a stick, and the single knife in his hand was taken off, obviously seriously injured.

But after he rolled and landed, as if he was not injured, he slapped his hands on the ground, and the whole person popped out again, hugged the waist of an asura, and bit down.

Because of two consecutive blows, not only did he lose his weapon, but the bones on his body were also broken, and he could only bite his opponent to death with his mouth, which was the fighting spirit of the Wu people, full of unyielding courage.

In the screams of the asuras, he was surrounded by several upright dynasty soldiers, and all kinds of weapons hit him, and he fell to the ground softly, and the waist of the bitten asuras was bloody.

The wounded man fell to the ground, his eyes looking ahead, one pointing to the front, and one last sound to his companion. "Rush!"

This is the last wish of the people, to escape from danger, fulfill their responsibilities, and survive strongly, avenging the blood and hatred of the Menghuan tribe. So this shout caused the rest of the people to cry out, and the battle became fierce.

The desperate actions of the two clansmen just now, fighting to the last drop of blood, showed not only courage, but also the tragedy of the war and the bloody nature of the Wu people, but also the friendship between the clansmen, as well as the pride and determination of the men of the Meng clan.

This kind of performance made the people of the Duan Dynasty tremble, and they looked at the other Wu people with different eyes, under the fierce attack of the clansmen, the attacks of those people of the Duan Dynasty became sluggish and hesitant, afraid that they would be the next target of crazy attacks.

This time is not long, but it is not short, and it is only a blink of an eye. The whole battle situation changed, and the clansmen were killed in two in an instant, and their combat effectiveness naturally weakened a lot.

When the change came, Menghuan Chilong did not react, and when the first clansman fought to the death with his bare hands against the Asuras, he was shocked and enthusiastic, feeling that this was the real Menghuan people, even if he died, he would bite off a piece of the enemy's flesh.

And the death of the clansman made him see the cruelty and ruthlessness of war, and in the face of war, all good things must be retreated. Being soft on the enemy is tantamount to cruelty to oneself, so everyone must have their own courage in war, and it is also a kind of courage to fight to the death, and it is also a kind of courage to be fierce to the enemy.

When the injured clansman died in front of Menghuan Chilong in a desperate way, he really believed that the Menghuan tribesmen were all real men, or men with affection and righteousness.

That clansman and the Asura people were desperate, they only wanted to open a passage so that the other clansmen had a chance to escape, but he didn't want to drag down the clansmen, so he only thought about dying in battle, not dragging down his companions, and leaving a chance for his companions to live.

This spirit of sacrificing one's life made Meng Huan Chilong know what a real man was, and this also made his eyes crack and his blood boiled.

The killing intent of the upright dynasty was churning in his chest, and the indomitable fighting spirit rose in his heart.

He didn't have a plan, he just wanted to rush into the battle group, fight side by side with his brothers, and live and die together. Sacrifice the blood of the righteous dynasty to the dead clansmen, so that the clansmen can walk with peace of mind and let their hearts become calm.

He was just about to roar and rush out of the hidden tree, but he felt the movement of someone behind the mountain forest, which reminded him that there were still a group of old and weak women and children in the clan near the battlefield.

For life, a person knows that it is more important than dozens of people. I also knew that my mission was to go to Yitian City to deliver letters, not to fight with the people of the upright dynasty.

Suppressing his urges, he hid behind a tree and looked in the direction where he felt movement.

At the top of a large and small hillside, there were faint small black dots shaking, and a few black dots were not moving, as if looking in this direction.

Judging from those vague figures, and the direction in which he walked, he must have been a member of his clan, especially a few people who were watching, so that he could be sure of this, because only a clansman would care about their safety.

It made him feel a little lighter, at least knowing that his people were safe. As long as they walked in that direction and did not encounter the people of the Righteous Dynasty on the way, they could safely reach the Heavenly City.

When Meng Huan Chilong paid attention to his own people, the battle situation on the field changed again.

Because their clansmen died in battle, their emotions suddenly fluctuated.

I saw a roar from the leopard, rushing towards an Asura in front of him, and before the three forks in his hand touched the Asura man, a red flame erupted, directly into the Asura person's body.

The asura man shuddered, his body suddenly turned red, and the three-strand fork followed behind the fire magic power, stabbing into the opponent's chest fiercely.