No one cared about the chaos here, most of them were at the very edge of the wall, launching a counterattack against the desolate people who were swarming below, the bed crossbows were quickly wound, and the men pulling the ropes were bare-chested, like slender men, desperately pulling the ropes to pull the crossbow strings of the bed crossbows, on their bodies, the bruises of the bruises were like the abnormal cowhide freshness of Yan sè, all over the backs, cracking in many places, and bleeding black sè, but they were still desperately pulling.

One by one, the crossbow arrows quickly inserted into the arrow slot, and did not aim, swung the mallet and smashed it heavily on the trigger, instantly sending the crossbow arrows of the five jīng steel arrows shè, without waiting for the observation results, and in the roar, repeating the winding process again, just below the bed crossbow, countless desolate warriors ** with their upper bodies, roaring like beasts and climbing towards the wall.

The smell of blood on the wall is as strong as the smell of hell, the wall has been dyed bright red, and large patches of blood flow on the ground, and the blood in many places forms plasma, spreading a thick layer on the ground, and the samurai running on it will fall in the air if they are not careful, smashing into the blood plasma, splashing shè viscous and slippery black sè adhesive liquid.

It was impossible for the samurai to stand on the wall and watch the trebuchets or bed crossbows fire, and siege ladders with steel hooks hung from street to street, and at any moment a new siege ladder came up like pulleys, and the next moment the wall was hung up, and the vicious desolate warriors appeared like humanoid skeletons.

Among the deserted warriors were a large number of tribal warriors wearing animal skin armor, they were even more vicious than the desolate people, they were all southern tribe warriors who had been rejected by the fortress of despair before, and they had a grudge of being abandoned like vengeful demons, and they jumped on the head of the city and rushed towards the samurai equipped with jīng liang, even if they were knocked away by metal armor or slashed by sharp swords at the first time, they had to bite the family samurai like metal cans with their teeth.

There is no discipline in the fight here, no formation, no cooperation, and even no direction, everyone only has a living enemy in their eyes, kill each other, or be killed by the other party, even the desolate people who attack the city do not care whether the back road is cut off, just like a big crab rampaging at the head of the city, fighting to the last moment in the midst of the swarming samurai.

The samurai know how to fight better than the desolate, some of the samurai hold broken and mottled shields to block the desolate man's attack, and the other part of the people go around the desolate man's back, swing their swords to cut off the iron hook hanging on the wall, and the fire is pierced through the armor by the throwing spear thrown below, loosen the long sword and roll down the wall with a wail, smashing into the dense desolate people, and is instantly taken off the armor and becomes a ** light corpse.

The fighting on the central wall is cruel, the heads are flying, the broken limbs are like rain, and the wall is full of countless corpses, and outside the wall, from the countless desolate people swarming below, you can see that a huge building car is parallel to the wall, each building car is nailed with hedgehog-like crossbow arrows, almost 80% of the crossbow arrows are nailed to the building car, just because the building car is the most lethal weapon against the wall.

Every building car has a bed crossbow, the torsion bed crossbow produced in the Beilong Canyon is more powerful than the metal bed crossbow on the wall, the bed crossbow of the Fortress of Despair can send five crossbow arrows at a time, in the shortest time, forming a metal storm-like storm, which is a natural disaster for the poorly equipped desolate warriors, but it is still inferior to the shè process, and the torsion bed crossbow is much stronger than the metal bed crossbow whose strength is evenly divided into each crossbow arrow.

The huge crossbow arrows like spears have unimaginable penetrating power, and more than once, when the two family samurai were nailed by the same crossbow arrow at the moment when they made a mistake, the family samurai who were nailed to the ground and died without falling down could be seen everywhere on the wall, and the spears stained black by blood were like a forest of tombstones, which shocked the hearts of every family samurai who ran over.

Dozens of samurai or more desolate warriors die every minute on the walls, but compared to the two tall peaks, they are like children playing with them.

Countless creatures flying in the sky, like monkeys, continued to dive in the air, making a piercing scream, and then there was a roar, a cloud of black smoke exploded on the top of the mountain, and the smoke covered the sky, but could not have any effect on this creature, but blocked these creatures, causing the horror caused by the elusive.

More desolate warriors and tribal warriors than the middle line are like black oppressive cháo water, going upriver down the hillside, and the dense crowd saturates the hillside with xìng, as if even the tip of the needle is not close to it, and the spinning logs roll in the crowd, knocking countless desolate warriors into the air, and the desolate warriors and tribal warriors who are knocked away are like sprinkled black sesame seeds, falling into the human cháo one after another, and then being crowded and cushioned under their feet.

The tumbling logs can't achieve the maximum lethality, and dozens of protectors who are beating in the human cháo, like fleas, have no peace, but whenever a log appears, they will swarm up and break these logs into pieces in the air, even if the fragments are smashed in the desert warriors, they are still powerful, much better than the logs.

It was the protectors who ensured that most of the desert warriors could not be affected by the main means of defense on the hill, and the defenders of the hill were bombarded and could not push all the logs down, and the strategic materials behind them could not be delivered, causing the pressure on the two hills to be far greater than the central wall.

On the top of the two mountains, thousands of samurai and ten times the number of desolate warriors who fought with their subordinates, the rain of arrows in the sky was like a dark cloud that would never dissipate, shrouding the desolate people, and layer after layer of desolate corpses were like hills, constantly raising the altitude of the mountain peaks.

The loud shouts and fighting even drowned out the loud sound of the explosion of black powder, and thousands of people fought on the hilltops, and the warriors and samurai who were crowded together were crowded together, slashing and stabbing their weapons out of the jaw without any order, and at the same time being slashed and stabbed by the other side.

Here, the strength of individual martial arts does not matter, most people do not even have a chance to make a move, they are pierced by more than a dozen spears, and the strong desolate warriors have been slashed on the opponent's body more than once, but they are blocked by the layer of metal armor like turtle shells, and they are aggrieved by the crossbow arrows from behind the samurai shè piercing the neck.

Here, the most lethal is not the sword and gun, but the throwing spear and crossbow arrows flying above the battle line, the servants behind the samurai fighting, raising the bow and crossbow and throwing shè, as long as it does not fall on themselves, it doesn't matter where it falls, the fingers are cut by the bowstring, revealing Sensen's phalanges, but he doesn't feel the pain, just the numb winding, hanging arrows, throwing shè.

But they are not safe, from time to time there are round clay pots thrown in front of and behind them, in the black smoke, they fall to the ground and wail in pain, in the middle of the flying shrapnel, it is very lucky to be killed at the first time, because of the inferior weapons, most of them are only injured, but they cannot die, and there is no one to rescue them, they can only struggle in pain on the battlefield, shed blood to death, or drown alive by the blood flowing on the mountain.

There is a river of blood surging above the mountain, too many people have died here, so that the land on the mountain absorbs blood to saturate, and the blood like a stream flows down the hillside, as if the entire mountain peak is bleeding, fighting for several days in a row, the blood actually flows through a distance of hundreds of meters, and has been forming a small blood stream under the mountain.