Chapter 16: A fierce battle on the wall

"Knock, knock, knock......" The crisp vibration of the bowstring on the long wall was continuous, and countless arrows flew towards the shadow like locusts, and the sharp screams were endless.

But these sharp arrows obviously could not stop the flood of weasel army, and with a "bang", a ladder was erected on top of the long wall, and the ladder was very long, high above the battlement.

On the long wall, there are more than a dozen groups of six or seven people each, all of whom are old and young, women and children, holding a thick bamboo, which is a pole team.

Seeing that a ladder was coming up, the bumper team used the fork installed at the top of the bamboo to fork the ladder stall, and pushed forward with a joint force, and the ladder was pushed off the long wall slowly, and finally fell to the ground, and several weasel warriors who were halfway up screamed and fell down.

But the characteristic of weasels is that they are good at climbing, and many weasels climb up with only a bamboo pole leaning against the long wall, and more even directly against the wall, with a sword in their mouth, and stepping on the stone crevice to climb up.

Under the long wall, the weasel archers shot an overwhelming rain of arrows, crushing the leopard people on the wall.

The weasel bow is not a powerful compound bow like the leopard people, but a much less powerful bamboo bow that can only shoot at close range, and their arrows are relatively short, and the arrows fired into the city cannot be reused by the leopard people.

With a "Teng", a weasel climbed the top of the wall and jumped off the half-man-high battlement wall.

Before he could gain a foothold, a leopard warrior had already rushed forward like lightning, the sword flashed, and with a scream, the weasel had been cut in two by the shoulder.

"Ahh

But a large number of weasels still went forward to climb the wall, and these pioneers were obviously the elite of the weasels, all of whom were not afraid of death.

At this time, the black smoke finally filled the wall, enveloping everyone in the fierce battle.

Despite the damp cloth covering their mouths and noses, the thick smoke penetrated through the mouth, and the disgusting stench made people feel like they were breathing, and their throats were on fire, and many of the leopards coughed violently.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, more and more weasels attacked the long wall.

A leopard warrior endured his dizziness and slashed off a weasel's right arm and elbow.

But at the same time, a spear pierced him from behind, instantly piercing through his chest.

"Ahh

Several weasels rushed up from all directions and stabbed several spears into the leopard warrior's body.

The leopard warrior spurted blood from his mouth, still screaming, trying to fight back, and the weasel also clung to the spear, and was pushed back again and again.

The leopard warrior with spears stuck all around him finally gave up, and knelt on one knee with a "plop", and more spears pierced his chest and back at the same time.

The hedgehog-like leopard warrior glared angrily, bleeding from seven thieves, and swallowed his last breath.

Fierce flesh-to-hand battles are happening everywhere on the long wall.

"Leopard Lie, Ertong!" Leopard rushed to force back several weasels, and turned around and shouted.

"Woo-woo-woo-" This time the trumpet sound was a little poignant, full of solemnity.

Hearing this horn, more than twenty leopard warriors on the long wall were shocked, and they roared "Ahhhh

Frenzy.

The leopard clan cannot go crazy on its own, it can only be stimulated by a special horn sound, and it lasts for a short time, and it is generally reluctant to use it unless it is at a critical juncture.

Now, naturally, it's a pinch.

After the madness, black markings of different sizes appeared around the body of the leopard warriors, and their bodies were more vigorous and powerful, and they all lifted their spirits, and they ripped off the wet cloth on their faces.

After the madness, the leopard people's ability to resist poison has been greatly increased, and the large and small wounds on their bodies have also healed at a speed that is visible to the eye.

The biggest changes are Leopard Chong and Leopard Lie, with golden beast hair growing around their bodies, dotted with black spots on them, and the two of them have reached the realm of second madness.

"Ahh

"Ahh

The situation changed, and the frenzied leopard people swept away the weasel who attacked the wall like a storm of leaves.

The remnants of the weasel were frightened and retreated from the long wall, and some even jumped straight down.

But these weasel men who had just retreated from the long wall seemed to have encountered something terrible, and in the smoke, suddenly there were their screams and the dull sound of their swords splitting, mixed with some rough shouts.

Immediately afterwards, the figure flickered, and dozens of weasels suddenly jumped out of the billowing wolf smoke, they jumped high and slammed on the long wall.

There were about sixty of these weasels, and they were obviously different, a whole head taller than ordinary weasels, a whole circle larger, all with blood-red eyes and crazy expressions.

Several weasels were even bare-chested, and their sturdy backs had three long brown and yellow hairs that stretched from the back of their necks to their waists.

This is a group of crazy weasels, and the madness of weasels is very special, and it takes a long time to inhale the stinky wolf smoke before it goes berserk, so it has not appeared until now.

This group of mad weasels was undoubtedly the elite of the entire weasel army, and some of them carried swords stained with blood, and those were the blood of those who retreated.

The balance of victory was reversed again, and the three mad weasel werewolves surrounded the twenty or so mad leopard men

Although the mad weasel is not the opponent of the mad leopard man one-on-one, it has the upper hand with three against one, and the mad leopard warriors are in a bitter battle, and the sword exchange on the head of the city is shocking.

The soldiers in the back columns of the werewolf army replaced the already fearless forwards, and took the opportunity to swarm again, and there were more and more weasel warriors at the head of the city.

Whether the leopard warriors went crazy or not, they were soon all divided and surrounded by enemies several times their size, and they fell into the bitter situation of fighting on their own, unable to form a battle line, and the situation was precarious.

The nine-ring machete in Leopard Chong's hand had already curled several blades, and the golden fur covered in frenzy was covered with splashing blood, and he was shouting and fighting, but the anxiety on his face was getting deeper and deeper.

Suddenly, a leopard warrior who was surrounded by four or five weasel warriors trembled slightly, and the hideousness of his body receded like a tide, and his body suddenly shrank in a circle, and his momentum suddenly decreased.

The madness is over.

Losing the power of madness, the leopard warrior suddenly lost his strength, and was stabbed in the right rib by a mad weasel warrior behind him with a sword, and before he could cry out in pain, several knives and guns had already pierced him.

The Leopard Man's explosive power is extremely strong, but they don't have very strong endurance, which is also reflected in their madness, once the Leopard Man goes berserk, the multiple of the increase in combat power is the most obvious among the orcs, but the disadvantage is that it lasts for a short time.

Although the madness is divided into three major levels, there are also degrees of depth in the same level, and until now, those leopard warriors with a shallow degree of madness have begun to be unable to support it, and they are about to show their original form.

This is also what Leopard Chong is most worried about.

"Ahh

"Vomit, vomit, vomit......" A sharp howl sounded on the wall, and the weasel warriors pounced on the remaining leopard warriors like madness.

This is also the characteristic of the weasel, bullying the soft and afraid of the hard, and will cringe when encountering a tough opponent, but once you feel that the opponent can be bullied, you will immediately be arrogant.

The leopard warriors fell one by one, like wasps devoured by dense ant colonies, and some red-eyed weasel swooped down on the leopard warriors who fell to the ground and died frantically biting, and the beast was furious.

More than 20 of the remaining leopard warriors reunited with Leopard Chong's side after fighting hard, and together they defended the entrance of the lower wall of the long wall leading to the cottage.

They've all finished their madness.

The weasel surged towards the mouth of the passage as soon as they slammed back, killing wave after wave, endlessly, each wave of impact, several leopard warriors would fall, but the loss of the weasel was at least five times more, and for a while, the corpses at the mouth of the passage were piled up like a mountain, the blood was piled up into a pool, and there was a sound of stepping on the ground.

Under the obstruction of the lower wall, some weasel simply climbed over the wall and climbed down, and the sound of fighting began to be faintly heard in the stockade.

All the leopard warriors realized that the final moment had come.

After repelling a wave of attacks, Leopard Chong looked around at the thirteen or four remaining warriors on the left and right, his eyes were sharp, and he shouted: "Brothers, the long wall can no longer be defended, then let us make a final charge to the enemy for the glory of the Leopard Clan and the clansmen of the whole cottage, let us shed the last drop of blood in the attack like countless great Leopard Clan martyrs!"

"Kill!"

"Death is also a happy death!"

"Village master, let's see you in the next life!"

......

In the eyes of the leopard warriors, there was only the determination to die, and the jade was shattered with the clansmen, and they went to the place where the ancestral spirits lived, and there was no fear in their hearts.

"Li'er, you're going to live! Daddy is going to go first. Leopard Chong glanced at another wave of attacks that swept in, and secretly said goodbye to his beloved daughter in his heart.

"Leopard Lie, the third pass!" Leopard Chong ordered.

As soon as this third trumpet sounds, all the clansmen, women and children, will make a final counterattack against the enemy with the determination to die, even if they die, the enemy will be afraid of the well rope for ten years from now on, and dare not covet the leopard clan for a long time, so that such a death is meaningful.

Leopard Lie raised his huge bull's horn.

"Whoa!"

A flash of lightning that seemed to tear the world apart from the rolling clouds slashed across the earth, followed by a deafening loud bang that made everyone feel temporarily deaf.

This thunderbolt seemed to be the prelude of the gods for the imminent heroic death.

In the dark, is there really a god overlooking all this?

In the eyes of the gods, these countless lives and deaths are like insects, ants, and dogs.

The downpour followed the thunder, and the rain curtain made the world hazy for an instant.

Leopard Lie puffed out his cheeks.

But the trumpet did not sound.

Because, everybody heard, a magical sound came from the mountains and forests at the far end of the little plain.