Chapter 432: The situation goes bad

The fellow villager died, and his death was very miserable.

Xiaohu also clearly remembered all kinds of dirty jokes that his fellow villagers told him.

Just now, my fellow countryman pulled myself a hand, only to make myself just lame.

In the next moment, Xiaohu was too late to cherish the memory of his fellow villagers, and the weapon in the opponent's barbarian hand was raised again.

"kill!"

The surrounding spearmen pounced on them, their spears gleaming with a faint light and pierced fiercely.

Little Tiger pierced the barbarian's throat with the spear in his hand.

Before dying, the barbarian swept out the weapon in his hand.

A spearman next to Xiaohu was swept away, and his upside-down body hit Xiaohu's body, knocking Xiaohu away together.

Xiaohu couldn't help vomiting blood, and fell on the cold wall.

Little Tiger lay on the ground, unable to get up in pain.

The comrade-in-arms who were directly hit by a barbarian weapon were still pressed on Xiaohu's body.

Xiaohu saw that his chest collapsed completely and he was completely dead.

Xiaohu pushed his comrade-in-arms away, leaning on the corpse of his comrade-in-arms, gasping for breath.

Xiaohu saw more and more barbarians appearing on the edge of the city wall, and his comrades rushed desperately.

A warrior was seized with a spear, and then the barbarian threw the spear with his man and flew under the city wall.

There are barbarians under the wall, and the fate of that person can be imagined.

The lances of the lieutenants and generals burst out, sniping and killing the barbarians who climbed up.

They are powerful, but there are too many barbarians, they can't kill them at all.

Moreover, it is easy to be killed.

Xiaohu suddenly realized that there are more barbarians climbing the city wall today than ever before.

The warriors followed suit and exchanged their lives for the lives of the barbarians.

The roar of the generals rang out, accompanied by the roar of the barbarians.

Xiaohu saw his familiar comrades lying in a pool of blood one after another, and even some of his comrades were bitten off their heads by the big mouth of the barbarian, and then chewed in their mouths.

The blood from the blast sprinkled on the white fluff of the Barbarians, stimulating the Barbarians to be extremely excited.

A barbarian master stood on the wall, swept out the bone weapon in his hand, and swept out more than a dozen celebrities.

There was a clearing in front of him, and the barbarians cheered excitedly, waving their weapons.

Behind him, more and more barbarians climbed up the city wall.

"Crap! It's occupied there."

Rao is the little tiger who doesn't understand military affairs, but his experience on the battlefield for many days tells him that after the barbarians occupy the city wall, they will continue to come up from there.

Then expand the area with points, and the entire city wall will soon fall.

The coach obviously saw this situation and sent generals to reoccupy the walls.

The fighting on this side is not over yet, on the other side, another place is occupied by the barbarians.

The situation is getting worse and worse.

Xiaohu heard the coach snarling frantically, roaring, and ordered the soldiers to drive the barbarians off the wall.

Today's barbarians are particularly brave, and the human race guarding the city forces the ground to retreat.

Xiaohu is desperate, and the current situation, even a soldier like him who doesn't understand military intelligence, knows that Beilangguan will not be able to keep it.

He is going to be eaten by the barbarians.

"Should I commit suicide, just die?"

As soon as this thought appeared, Xiaohu was thrown out of his mind.

"Even if it is dead, I will let the barbarians lose a piece of meat and die!"

Little Tiger gritted his teeth, firmly held the spear in his hand, and propped up his body.

Stepping on his left foot on the ground, the severe pain made Xiaohu take a breath.

Every moment, there are comrades in arms dying, and more and more barbarians are climbing up the wall.

Xiaohu limply walked to the edge of the city wall and watched the three comrades be swept away by the barbarians with huge wooden weapons.

Xiaohu used his best to stab out the spear as he usually did in training.

This blow was perfect.

The spear did not disappoint Xiaohu. When the barbarian turned his head to deal with others, Xiaohu pierced the spear from the ear of the barbarian.

Xiaohu even heard the sound of the spear piercing the eardrum and cartilage.

Blood soared from the ears.

"what!"

The barbarian screamed, turned around, raised the huge wooden stick in his hand and pointed it at the tiger.

Xiaohu looked weakly, blood overflowing from his mouth.

By now, he was almost exhausted, and he could only watch the wooden stick smash down.

As soon as the wooden stick hit halfway, Xiaohu suddenly saw that the barbarian's arm was cut off by a sudden air current.

The broken arm fell on Xiaohu's feet.

The barbarians raised their heads inconceivably and looked towards the void.

But seeing a sword light slashed past, the head of the barbarian race was cut and flew out, and the headless corpse hit the city wall below.

Xiaohu looked further away, and the barbarians who climbed the city wall also encountered accidents.

A certain part of their body suddenly broke, and then their heads flew up.

Xiaohu even saw hundreds of barbarian heads flying up at the same time. This scene was really shocking.

The soldiers besieging the barbarians stood blankly on the wall, staring blankly at the barbarians who died suddenly.

Immediately afterwards, a huge shadow flew over Xiaohu's head, Xiaohu raised his head with feeling, and saw the huge boat slowly rowing through the air.

At the forefront of the ship, a man wearing a white gown and a white cloak, long hair fluttering, his face grim.

That face was very young, about the same size as Xiaohu, but Xiaohu saw from him the peerless elegance of the world.

Behind him, there are many swordsmen and pennants.

Xiaohu was deeply impressed by this person's demeanor, and even a little envious of the soldiers behind him, being able to follow this class of heroes.

"However, their numbers don't seem to be many."

Xiaohu secretly said in his heart.

Although Beilangguan has suffered heavy losses in the past few days, it still has 50,000 soldiers.

But the other party is only in his early ten thousand.

Can such reinforcements repel the barbarians?

Under the city wall, there are countless large numbers of barbarians gathering.

They roared at the flying boat.

Xiaohu heard the young man speak slowly, and his voice exploded like thunder in the sky: "Kill, don't leave one!"

"Yes!"

The earth-shattering response exploded, and the momentum of tens of thousands of people made Xiaohu feel as if there were millions of people together.

Immediately afterwards, Xiaohu's eyes widened, and he saw the soldiers on the ship jumping down unexpectedly.

The boat is at least a hundred meters away from the city wall, just jump down like this?

Thousands of warriors jumped down and landed steadily. Each of them wore silver armor and white cloak, holding a two-meter-long sharp knife.

They did not rely on the defense of the city wall, but fell directly in front of the barbarian army.

Compared with the huge body of the barbarian, the human figure seemed to be the difference between an adult and a baby.

The warriors in the first row charged forward, facing the barbarians who were much taller than themselves without hesitation.

Behind them, there are more warriors falling.

Xiaohu saw their long knives swing out, and there was a stunning glow, which was far from comparable to the faint fluorescence on his spear...