Vol 3 Chapter 475: you are vicious!

() In the morning, Bran border line.
As the first line of defense for dividing the territory and resisting the Northern Famine, Bran naturally attached great importance to this. Therefore, relying on natural risks, it cost countless manpower and material resources, and the rolling wall that runs through thousands of miles from east to west came into being.
This project is extremely large, from the beginning of construction to completion, it just happened to experience the King Bran generation. Therefore, the king who was inactive during his reign has also completely ignited fire in history. As long as future generations evaluate their achievements in life, they will never escape this world's contribution.
However, in the years that followed, there have been continuous facts to prove that this so-called contribution to the world is only a decision made by the mediocre king. It can be said that as soon as the northern barbarians attack, somewhere on the wall will become the first bridgehead to be captured. This is true every time, without exception!
It is embarrassing that this stretch of city wall that Bran has placed in high guardian protection has been reduced to a chicken-like existence in the end ...
Of course, this time is no exception. The border line of the city wall now belongs to the Cangyan defense zone. According to the current situation, it is undoubtedly occupied by barbarians.
Snapped! The whip whistled, "Cowardly Bran Dog, say you, dare to be lazy!"
Poppy! Continuous whipping, "Get up, don't lie on the ground and pretend to die ..."
"Whatever you look at, you all work. If you can't fix it today, you all have to die ..."
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The ambiguous Bran words were mixed with several screams. There was a small group of fifty barbarians, looking haggard, walking around the city walls with a leather whip, supervising the dust beneath. Ragged Bran worked hard.
Here the walls of the city wall collapsed in large areas. The captive Bran labors were under supervision. Materials such as stones and soil were brought in and looked numb for repair.
In fact, the collapse of the city walls here was also caused by previous barbarian attacks. However, now is the time of war, and the barbarians naturally cherish the walls that belong to them now. If you think about the original intention of the city wall, you have to say that this is a wonderful irony ...
"Don't ... fight again, no, don't ..."
In the faint moan, a Bran who seemed to be loosing was lying on the ground. The flesh on the back was blurred, and he was being beaten relentlessly by the barbarian's whip. I started screaming a few times, and then there was only moaning, and my body was trembling ...
This situation did not last long, and two hard laborers quickly lifted the dying compatriots under the orders of the barbarians, walked a hundred meters away, and threw them into a recently dug pit. And at the bottom of the pit, there were already several Bran people lying on their backs or lying on their backs, with pale faces and stiff bodies.
No cursing, complaining, resisting ... Bran's hard labor still looked numb. The barbarian was still patrolling around with a whip, and it seemed that scene was just as unusual as before. at this time.
"Oh!" "What's that?" "It's Bran ..."
Suddenly a sound of suspicion sounded, and there was a little riot at the wall. But for a moment, fifty barbarians gathered together, squinting at the distant wilderness. Bran's hard labor below also noticed the change of atmosphere. He held his hand and looked blankly subconsciously ...
A few miles away, two figures were running towards this side one after the other. It should be catching up, because the two are entangled from time to time during the rapid movement. After a while, the white mang figure in the rear caught up with the former, and split up again after an instant fight. For a while, the black figure in front stopped and turned abruptly, rushing towards the latter ... tumbling, entangled, but for a time no one could help each other.
The speed of both of them was extremely fast. Although they were stopping and stopping, they were just in a blink of an eye.
"Damn! Damn Bran, stop!"
"God, the Lord of the Light Temple ..."
Two different emotions exclaimed at the same time. The former comes from ordinary barbarians on the wall. Although they are simple-headed, when they look at each other's menacing posture, they know that their strength is not low, and they can't help but panic.
The latter came from the numb look of Bran's hard labor, and when he saw the approaching milky halo in the rear, he recognized that this was the sacred spirit unique to the Temple of Light, and he was ecstatic and cried for help.
In the messy shouts, the two figures were even closer, and they had reached a few hundred meters in front of the city wall. Suddenly, 嗖, 嗖, 嗖 ... a dozen barbarians on the wall opened their bows and shot arrows, and shot out the whistling arrows instantly.
Years of hunting have made almost every barbarian in the Northern Wilderness a qualified archer. Although there are not many arrows, they are extremely accurate. But unfortunately they still underestimated the speed of the two men. After the arrows flew out, they actually shot behind each other without warning.
And before waiting for the second round of arrows to be released again, the figure in front had ran under the corner. Well, it was a Bran youth.
Bang ... without hesitation, the Bran youth stepped on the wall stone, his body soared sharply. Immediately stepping on it, he walked on the smooth wall like a gecko, climbing up and down.
The city wall was more than ten meters high, so when the young man walked down, the young man immediately approached the wall. But at this point he was old enough to fall, and he was about to fall. But at this moment, he saw that his right hand was flipped, a blade of light flashed, pressed against the wall, stunned, his figure was slightly paused in the air, and then turned up again.
"Huh ..." In a scream, the figure had vacated to the outside of the wall.
The upper wall is exactly where the fifty barbarians are. Looking down at the young man climbing the wall like a ghost, he can't help but widen his eyes and stare at the scene. There were also a few who came back in time to take a breath of cold air, before they could think about it, subconsciously knocked down the iron rod in their hands.
"Go!" The cold voice drank, and the young man opened his hands and gently pressed against the attacking iron rod, and then pushed it along with it. By this force, his figure rose up into the air.
And the two barbarians who were held by the iron rods were sloppy, first stepping halfway, then backing back as quickly as they were hit by a sledgehammer, then heading up and smashing a small piece of barbarians behind them into a roll gourd.
"Nima ..." Landed quickly, stepping on a wall pile accurately, the youth turned, his face was a bit bitter, "Sister, don't you chase after me! After chasing us, we will really go into the north, and you do n’t want to live. Even if I don't want to accompany you on this journey in my great years! "
The two were naturally Tang En and Xia Wei'an. After a long escape, they finally came to the border of Bran. Moving forward, that is the real barbarian territory-the North Wild Tribe.
Once in there, Xia Wei'an and Tang En, who are Bran people ... Well, Tang En is not Bran people, but with his physique and language, it is not so in the eyes of barbarians! There is no doubt that as long as they are found in the northern wasteland, it will be properly attacked by all barbarians. If you go a little deeper and get into the sight of the big northern tribe dignitaries, it may really be dead!
This principle is very simple, and anyone can understand it. But the key is whether Xia Wei'an can listen? Obviously ... no!
"Hmm!" Lengheng whispered, Xia Wei'an didn't talk to Tang En at all, squinting around and pausing around the group of Bran laborers, and then strode forward, the whole body tumbling like a tide. He held up a fiery flame, raised it high, and flirted.
The next moment, the body gun went straight to the wall collapse.
"broken!"
Boom, boom, boom ...
In an instant, the rubble flew and the dust filled the sky.
The wall had collapsed, although it had gradually taken shape again under the repair of Bran's hard labor. But the repaired part has not been air-dried, and the joint is not strong. Now in the sound of this constant violent explosion, the tens-meter-high wall finally can't bear Xia Wei'an's domineering puppet, and it completely collapses like a building block!
"Hey ..." "Scared ..."
The exclamation sounded one after another, but the fifty barbarians who turned out to be too close to the collapsed site were caught off guard, their feet were empty, and they fell with the collapsed rubble. Such a height, coupled with the huge rocks still falling around the wall ~ EbookFREE.me ~ the fate of these barbarians can be imagined ...
Tang En twitched at the corners of his mouth, grabbed his hair, and looked tangled, "Well, you're ruthless!" Immediately, without a word, immediately turned around, walked a few steps, jumped from the other wall, and headed straight to the northern wasteland. And go.
Boom ... Almost at the same time, this wall exploded. Before waiting for the masonry to fall, Xia Wei'an, who completed the domineering crossing directly from the ground, rushed out with a gun. He followed Tang's figure without hesitation.
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The cold wind rolled and the dust dissipated.
Hundreds of hard-working soldiers in Bran's territory stood in place, first looking at the rubble piled aside, and the fifty barbarians who had previously beaten them were completely pressed down without any movement. Then I turned to look at the wall that was ten meters wide, like a fault. Through the gap, I could even see Xia Wei'an in the northern desert ...
Grunt! The group swallowed their mouths, and then did not know where an excited roar came from, "We are free!" Waking up, the hard laborers looked at each other, all roared, and fled ...
………… (To be continued ...)