In the morning, the Bran border line.

As the first line of defense to divide the territory and resist the Northern Wilderness, Bran naturally attached great importance to this, so a continuous city wall that relied on natural hazards and cost countless manpower and material resources to run thousands of miles from east to west came into being.

The project was enormous, from the beginning of construction to its completion, which happened to have passed through the reign of King Bran. So this king, who did nothing during his reign, also became completely popular in history. As long as future generations evaluate his life merits, they will definitely not be able to avoid this world-class achievement.

But in the years that followed, it was proved that this so-called world-class achievement was just a decision taken for granted by the mediocre king. It can be said that as soon as the Northern Barbarians attack, then a certain part of this wall will become the first bridgehead to be captured. Every time, without exception!

It's really embarrassing that this stretch of wall, which was guarded by Bran and was guarded by the top and bottom, was completely reduced to a chicken-like existence in Zuihou......

Of course, this time is no exception. At present, this section of the border line of the city wall belongs to the Cangyan Defense Zone, and judging from the current situation, it is naturally occupied by barbarians.

The whip sounded, "Cowardly Bran, you dare to be lazy!"

"Get up, don't lie on the ground and pretend to be dead......

"Whatever you see, go to work. If you don't fix it today, you'll all have to die......"

......

Bran's incoherent words were mixed with a few screams, and there was a small group of fifty barbarians, with hideous expressions, walking up and down the city walls with leather whips in hand, supervising the dusty faces below. Ragged Bran hard labor.

The walls of the city wall here collapsed in large areas. These captives came from Bran under supervision. Stones, dirt and other materials were brought in, and they were repaired with a numb look.

In fact, the reason why the city wall here collapsed was because of the previous barbarian attack. However, it is a time of war, and in case of precautions, the barbarians naturally cherish the city walls that now belong to them. If you think about the original intention of the construction of this wall, I have to say that this is a wonderful irony......

"Don't ...... Fight again, no, don't ......"

With a faint groan, a Bran, seemingly out of strength, lay on the ground. His back was a blur of flesh and blood, and he was being beaten mercilessly by the barbarian's whip. At first, he could scream a few times, and then all that was left was moaning, and his body trembled weakly......

This state of affairs did not last long, and soon two servants, on the orders of the barbarians, lifted their dying compatriots, walked a hundred meters away, and threw them into a pit that had just been dug shortly before. At the bottom of the crater, there were already several Brans lying on their stomachs or on their backs, their faces gray and their bodies stiff.

No swearing, no whining, no defiance...... Bran's pendulum looked still numb. The barbarians were still patrolling around with their whips in hand, as if the scene had just been normal. That's when it happened.

"Huh!" "What's that?" "It's a Bran......"

There was a burst of surprise, and there was a small commotion on the wall. In a moment, fifty barbarians gathered in one place, squinting at the wilderness in the distance. The Bran laborers below also noticed the change in the atmosphere, and their hands were stunned, and their empty eyes subconsciously looked behind them......

A few miles away, two figures were rushing towards this side, one in front of the other. It should be a chase, because the two are entangled from time to time in the rush to run. After a while, the white figure in the rear caught up with the former, and after an instant fight, they separated again. After a while, the black figure in front of him suddenly stopped and turned around, and suddenly pounced on the latter...... Tumbling and pestering, but for a while, no one could help the other.

Both of them were extremely fast, and although they stopped and stopped, they were only close in the blink of an eye.

"Damn! Damn it, Bran, stop!"

"God, it's the Lord of the Temple of Light......

Exclamations of two very different emotions rang out at the same time. The former comes from the ordinary barbarians on the wall, although they are simple-minded, but looking at the menacing jiashi of the other party, they know that their strength is not low, and they can't help but be a little flustered.

The latter came from the numb Bran hard servant, and when he saw the milky white halo figure that was getting closer and closer behind him, he recognized that this was the unique divine fighting spirit of the Temple of Light, and he was immediately ecstatic, and urgently called for help.

In the chaotic shouting, the two figures approached, and they had already come to a few hundred meters in front of the city wall. Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...... More than a dozen barbarians on the wall stretched out their bows and arrows, and instantly shot whistling arrows.

After many years of hunting, almost every barbarian in the Northern Wilderness is a qualified archer, and although there are not many arrows now, they are extremely accurate. But it's a pity that they still underestimated the speed of these two people, and after the arrows flew out, they both shot behind each other, without blocking and warning them.

And before the second round of arrows was released again, the figure in front of him had already run to the corner, well, it was a young man from Bran.

Bang...... Without hesitation, the young man Bran jumped up on the wallstone. Immediately stepped on a few steps, and it was like a gecko walking on the smooth city wall, climbing steadily.

The city wall was more than ten meters high, and after walking like this, the young man instantly approached the position of the head of the wall. But at this time, the strength of his rise was old, and he was about to fall straight down. But at this moment, I saw his right hand flip, a blade flashed, pressed against the wall, poof, his figure paused in the air, and then turned over again.

"Whew......" In an exclamation, the figure had already aired to the outside of the wall.

At the top of the wall was where the fifty barbarians were, looking down at the young man's ghostly performance climbing the wall, his eyes couldn't help but widen, and he was stunned on the spot. There were also a few who came back to their senses in time, gasped, and subconsciously smashed the iron rod in their hands before they could think about it.

"Get out!" the young man opened his hands and gently pressed the incoming iron rod, and then pushed it out, and with this force, his body suddenly rose to the sky.

The two barbarians, who had been held down by the iron rods, staggered, first took half a step forward, and then quickly retreated as if they had been struck by a sledgehammer, and fell backwards, smashing a small piece of barbarians behind them into rolling gourds.

"Nima ......" landed quickly, accurately stepping on a wall battlement, the young man turned around, his face was a little bitter, "Sister, don't chase after us! If you chase us again, you will really enter the Northern Wilderness, if you don't want to live, forget it, I don't want to accompany you to this experience in this good year!"

These two people were naturally Donn and Charvian, and after chasing and fleeing for a long time, they finally came to the Bran border. Further on, it is the real barbarian territory - the Northern Wilderness Tribe.

Once inside, Charvien and Donn, who are Bran's ...... Well, Donn wasn't a Bran, but with his physique and language, he wasn't in the eyes of the barbarians! There was no doubt that if they were found in the Northern Wilderness, they would be attacked by all the barbarians. If you go a little deeper and enter the sight of the big man of the Northern Wilderness tribe, it may really be ten deaths!

This is a simple truth, and anyone can understand it. But the point is, will Shavian listen? Obviously...... No!

"Hmph!" With a cold snort, Xia Weien didn't talk to Don at all, squinted her eyes and scanned the surroundings, paused on the Bran laborers, and then lunged forward, the fighting mangs around her body tumbled and swelled like a tide, and a blazing flame of light jumped from the spear, raised high, wanton and bewitching.

The next moment, the gun was combined and struck straight at the collapse of the wall.

"Broken!"

Boom, boom, boom......

In an instant, rubble flew and dust filled the sky.

The wall had already collapsed, though it had been repaired by Bran's hard labor. But the repaired part has not been air-dried, and the adhesive is not strong. Now, in the midst of the continuous violent explosions, the wall tens of meters high finally couldn't withstand Xia Wei'an's domineering ravage, and completely collapsed like a building block!

"Hey......" "Scared ......"

Exclamations rang out one after another, but it turned out that the fifty barbarians at the head of the wall were caught off guard because they were too close to the collapse, and the soles of their feet were empty, and they fell down with the collapsed rubble and bricks. With such height, and the fact that huge stones are still falling around the walls, the fate of these barbarians can be imagined......

Seeing this, the corners of Tang En's mouth twitched a few times, grabbed his hair, and his expression was extremely entangled, "Bang, count you ruthless!" Immediately, without saying a word, he immediately turned around, walked a few steps, jumped down from another wall, and went straight to the territory of the Northern Wilderness.

Rumble...... Almost at the same time, this wall exploded, and before the masonry above fell, Xia Wei'an, who had completed the domineering crossing directly from the ground, rushed out with a gun, and without the slightest hesitation, followed Tang En's figure closely.

......

The cold wind swept by, and the dust dissipated.

The hundreds of servants in Bran stood still, first looking at the rubble piled up on the side, and the fifty barbarians who had beaten them before were completely crushed underneath, motionless. Then he turned his head to look at the wall that was ten meters wide and looked like a fault, and through the gaps, he could even see Xia Wei'an's figure in the Northern Wilderness......

Knock knock! The group swallowed their saliva, and then an excited shout came from nowhere, "We are free!" When they woke up, all the hard laborers looked at each other, roared in unison, and fled in all directions......

............ (To be continued......)