Chapter 431: Cruel Battlefield

The rushing barbarians ran under the city wall more easily than before, and then set the ladder on the wall.
Their ladders are simple, and they don't even have barbs to hook the walls.
The barbarian's tall body stepped on the ladder and ran on the ladder.
Although their bodies are large, their movements are extremely flexible, like apes.
"Sword!"
The soldier beside Xiaohu shouted, and a master drew a long knife, smashed it on the ladder, and smashed it.
The ladder fell, and the barbarians running on the ladder fell into a deep trench ten meters high.
Originally this deep ditch was filled with barbs, but now it has been filled with barbarian corpses.
The barbarians climbed up from the corpses of their companions, still alive and well.
Above the city wall, the soldier lifted the stone, smashed it down, and smashed the head of the barbarian who had just gotten up.
This barbarian finally died.
"Be careful, defense!"
The general shouted.
Xiaohu saw the barbarian holding a javelin polished by animal bones and threw it at the city wall.
These javelins are powerful enough to easily penetrate a person's body and bring two or three people together.
Xiaohu's countless comrades died under this javelin.
The shield soldiers in front held the shields in both hands, forming a tight shield formation, and carrying the shields hard with their bodies.
"Boom!"
In front of the little tiger, the body of the shield soldier trembled fiercely, and the back of the body slammed into the little tiger.
Little Tiger squatted slightly, trying not to injure himself with the shield.
"what!"
On the left side of Xiaohu, a warrior was pierced with a bone spear through his lower abdomen, lying on the ground feebly, vomiting blood, he was about to survive.
Xiaohu knew that this comrade-in-arms was hopeless.
He comes from an ordinary family in the west of Feng Country. He chatted with Xiaohu a few days ago and told Xiaohu with a smile that he has two sons and a daughter, and his wife is the third most attractive woman in the village.
Listening to him, Xiaohu knew that his life in his hometown was very happy.
Xiaohu still remembered that he said that when the battle was over, he would retire and take the money from his retirement to buy more land in the village. Later, he would plant land, cultivate his son, and make his son a great warrior.
Now, vomiting blood, he turned his eyes on Xiaohu for help.
Xiaohu turned his head away, couldn't bear to look in his eyes.
Xiaohu knew that he would definitely not be able to survive, but he had to live, he had to hold the spear in his hand tightly, and could not let the barbarians climb up the city wall.
The strong smell of blood spread on the wall, and the splashed blood fell on Xiaohu's hand.
Snowflakes floated in the air, and fell on Xiaohu's hands together.
At the edge of the city wall in front of Xiaohu, the upper body of the Barbarian was exposed.
"kill!"
The little tiger roared and poured his limited power into the spear, which shivered slightly, bursting into a faint light.
Afterwards, Xiaohu and his fellow villagers stab the spear in their hands severely.
A total of more than a dozen spears were pierced together, piercing the chest of the barbarian from different directions.
"Roar!"
The barbarian roared, and swung out the four-meter-long bone weapon in his hand.
This weapon weighs more than two hundred kilograms, and under the great power of the barbarians, it produces tremendous destructive power.
The shield soldier who blocked the spear attack by the tiger in front was swept out and slammed into the back of the tiger.
The little tiger smoothly pierced the barbarian's chest with the spear in his hand.
The barbarian roared, his strong vitality wouldn't let him die easily, but the blood aroused his wildness.
The bone weapons in his hands waved again, and the three spearmen who were fighting with Xiaohu were swept away.
The fellow drew his spear and pierced it fiercely through the roaring mouth of the barbarian.
While the barbarians were roaring, the others also drew their spears and pierced them into the barbarian's throat.
The barbarians finally fell feebly from the wall.
Relying on the city wall, in order to kill this barbarian, the human race still paid the price of the four clan.
Xiaohu didn't know the life and death of the four knocked-up companions, even if they were alive, they must be seriously injured.
In this harsh environment of ice and snow, serious injuries are waiting for death, and life is slowly passing away in despair, it is better to die.
A shield soldier made up and continued to stand in front of Xiaohu.
These shield soldiers are the most dangerous, they have to resist the first attack of the barbarians.
If the human race fights with the human race, they are better, but the strength of the barbarian is too strong, and with a shield, not many people can bear it.
In so many days of battle, shield soldiers suffered the most casualties.
The shield soldier in front of Xiaohu was originally a spearman. It seemed that the shield soldier had been killed and injured too seriously, so he could only draw the human race from the spearman and let them raise the shield.
"Human race!"
Another barbarian's upper body appeared on the wall.
A general roared: "Don't let the barbarians step on the wall, and resist the enemy outside the wall."
This barbarian raised the huge wooden weapon in his hand and smashed it down fiercely.
Smash the two shield soldiers who just made up on the wall with their shields.
The shield was covered on the soldier, and underneath the shield was flesh and blood, which had been smashed into meat sauce.
Xiaohu saw the barbarian grinning, his fierce eyes fixed on Xiaohu.
At the right side of the barbarian, half of the barbarian's upper body was exposed, waving the weapon in his hand and smashing it at the human.
Little Tiger didn't care about anything else, so he could only stab out the spear in his hand. There is no way out for this level of war, either you die or I die.
The barbarian in front of Xiaohu raised the huge wooden weapon in his hand again and smashed it down.
Xiaohu only felt the darkness in front of him. Such an attack could not be blocked by him.
A sword light shone, and a general appeared, cutting out a sword.
The head of the barbarian flew high, and the wooden weapon in his hand continued to hit the little tiger with great inertia.
The companion pulled Xiaohu's body fiercely, and Xiaohu's upper body finally turned sideways.
The sole of his left foot was smashed into blood and blood before he could escape.
The severe pain stimulated Xiaohu's nerves, and Xiaohu's painful face was pale.
He knows that his left foot is abolished, and he is also a lame and disabled after healed.
The general turned his head and shouted to Xiaohu and the others: "If you are not dead, don't give it away. Take up a weapon."
Afterwards, the general glanced at the sole of Xiaohu's left foot, without saying much, turning his head to kill the enemy.
A spear shot from below and pierced the general's chest. The huge inertia took the general away and nailed it to Xiaohu's feet.
The general who had just saved Xiaohu's eyes quickly dimmed, then his head tilted and there was no more sound.
A barbarian finally climbed up the city wall, waved the weapon in his hand, and swept the three shield soldiers together.
Xiaohu and his fellow villagers were exposed in front of the barbarians at the same time.
"kill!"
Xiaohu limped forward, endured the severe pain, followed the footsteps of his fellow villagers, clasped the spear in his hand, and pierced it out.
The bone weapon smashed down, hitting Xiaohu's fellow countryman, smashing him on the stone slab.
The upper body became a mass of flesh and blood, which was attached to the slate...