Chapter 333: Purgatory under the city

Before the change, for Beavis, who was well-watered, the twenty-meter-wide moat was just a breathless thing.
　　 has become so long now.
　　 Too many people jumped into the moat at the same time, making it extremely crowded.
　　 In the cold river water, there seems to be a demon hidden, absorbing his few physical strength.
　　 "Hold on, hold on, it's coming soon, it's coming soon." Beavis cheered for himself desperately in his heart.
　　 Use the current as much as possible to row towards the opposite bank bit by bit.
　　The rich experience of life in the water tells him that at this time, one must not be anxious. Although he does not know the principle, he knows the result.
　　 The combination of vigorous activities and cold river water will increase the probability of cramps in his legs and feet.
　　 In this case, the leg cramped, and the result was only one-death.
　　 No one will lend a helping hand to him, he can only rely on himself now.
　　 "Finally here." Beavis's cold blue face squeezed a smile, and a few meters away, he could go ashore.
　　 At this moment, he suddenly felt his waist sink, something wrapped around him, and then he was dragged into the water, caught off guard, and took another sip of water.
　　 Beavis was shocked, unable to save his energy anymore, paddling frantically, trying to get himself to the surface again.
　　 Calm down! calm!
　　 must calm down!
　　 Beavis told himself that at this time, panic would not only not help him, but would accelerate his death. Only calmness can save him.
　　 Beavis opened his eyes in the water and looked around quickly. He was hugged by someone, and he was hugged by a young woman.
　　 This female crocodile has no idea how long she has been soaking in the water. There is a hint of unnatural blue in her pale complexion, and her body is obviously losing temperature.
　　Like most drowning people, this female crocodile clans grabbed people and instinctively didn't let go.
　　 let go!
　　 Beavis slammed the woman's hands hard, conveying his meaning with her eyes.
　　Help me, please, help me.
　　 The female crocodile's eyes seemed to be able to speak, and she shook her head vigorously while conveying a message to Beavis.
　　 Beavis was the last straw she caught. She has no strength to get another one, so how can she let it go easily?
　　 Let go, or the two of us will die together.
　　 Beavis screamed wildly in his heart, he has no extra energy.
　　 Whether or not I can send myself ashore is a question, let alone bring another big living person.
　　The female crocodile who entangled him was like an octopus. She clung to him and refused to let go. Finally, her feet were wrapped around her, and her attitude was very determined. If you don't save me, then the two will die together.
go to hell!
　　 Beavis waved his hand suddenly, and the broken arrow he held tightly from start to finish was inserted into the neck of the female crocodile tribe.
　　Er...er...
　　 The female crocodile tribe's eyes widened.
　　 is like a fish going ashore. It keeps opening its mouth wide, and countless bubbles spewing out with bright red blood, instantly filling the surrounding waters.
　　 With a lot of blood loss, the beautiful big talking eyes of this female crocodile quickly lost their color, and their legs and feet also lost strength, allowing Beavis to break free from her embrace.
　　 But because he was dragged into the water for too long, he couldn't hold his breath, so he surfaced in front of the water and filled a few mouthfuls of river water fiercely.
　　 I don’t know if it was Beavis’ illusion. The last few mouthfuls of river water had a smell that couldn’t be removed.
　　 Beavis didn't dare to delay any more, and climbed up to the shore with all his might. This time there was no accident.
　　 The same situation, once again, he was afraid that he would not have a chance to climb up.
　　 Beavis didn't care that it was still a battlefield. He just lay on the shore, letting others trample on him, exhaling frantically, and staring at the sky blankly.
　　 At this moment, the sky seems to be gray.
　　 Regardless of whether they are active or passive, the young crocodile people have become the kind of people they hate the most. The arrows they plan to use to kill traitors are first stained with the blood of innocent people.
To be honest, Beavis did not have much hatred for that female crocodile. Although she almost killed herself, in that situation, many of her reactions were entirely instinctive reactions of the body, even her consciousness. All are vague.
　　 The feeling of two people going to die together even if they don’t save me is mostly Beavis’s personal conjecture, in order to persuade himself to commit a ruthless personal conjecture.
　　 Although Beavis became the kind of person he hated, he did not have the idea of ​​dying just like this and burying the female crocodile.
　　 On the contrary, the will to survive has become more tenacious. Now he is not only living for himself, but he also has to live with the share of the female crocodile tribe. He wants to live out of this purgatory.
　　 So, after a short rest, Beavis turned around and got up, swaying towards the wall.
Climbing onto the shore wet, not only did it not get warm, but when the wind blows, the whole person seems to turn into a popsicle. If he doesn't run quickly, he will die under the wall with a weird smile like the person in front of him. -Frozen to death.
　　 "Go away! This is mine! This is mine!"
　　 "I came first, I came first!"
　　 "Please, let me go up first, let me go up first, if I don't go up again, I will die here."
　　 "Get out of the way, I will go up first, if anyone stops me, I will kill him."
　　 Beavis’ previous caution made him lag far behind those who had dashed forward before.
　　Many crocodile tribes rushed under the city wall, squeezing their limited strength out, many of them pulled the ropes, but did not have the strength to climb up.
　　 The five- or six-meter-high city wall seems to have become an insurmountable natural danger.
　　Many of them were dragged up by the rope masters on the city wall. The speed can be imagined, but the slow ones can be.
　　 And the number of ropes dropped from the wall of Brothers Port is quite limited. Now there are a bunch of people gathered under the wall, they all want to climb up and escape for the first time.
　　 One can imagine the fierce competition, and there is a strong smell of blood between the lips and teeth.
　　 Knives have been used in many places, simple weapons, stones, fists, teeth...all the methods that can be used have been used, as if they were not facing their people, but the enemies of life and death, and they showed the roots of human nature to the fullest.
　　 It is good to say that it is numb, or that it is good to see more.
　　 Faced with this kind of thing, it is difficult for Beavis to make waves in his heart. For a piece of slapped bread, he can kill people, let alone escape the natural way of life.
　　 How can they not fight? How not to grab?
　　 No self-sacrificing life emerged.
　　 It’s not that there are good people like the lame old man. Most of them are already dead. Even if they are not dead, they have learned to be selfish.
　　In this kind of purgatory, it seems that only selfishness can make them live longer.
　　 Beavis shrank under the city wall, taking off his thin clothes and wringing out, while watching coldly, accumulating strength, and waiting for a more suitable time.
　　 Compared to the empty river bank, with the shelter of the city wall, it is not so cold. At least for a while, it should not be cold.
　　 Thinking like this, Beavis wrapped the sack tighter.
The sacks on 　　 were naturally used to carry soil before. When they no longer had the function of a shield, Beavis took the time to dump them and wrap them in warmth.
　　 Originally wanted to hold the moat, but was pushed into the water ahead of time, and the plan was lost.
　　 was dragged by the female crocodile, and almost lost it.
　　 But before he climbed ashore, another ghost was squeezed by his side, and he brought him up again.
　　 The ability to keep warm from the cold provided by this thing is very limited, but something is better than nothing.
　　 Below the city wall outside the Brothers Harbor, at this moment, the whole state of life is revealed, in the darkest way.
　　 "What are they doing?"
　　 The change of cannon fodder from the crocodile tribe quickly attracted Akmesser's attention.
　　This kind of tentative offense, of course, he has to stare at the back, observing the reaction of Brother Port, and preparing for the future full-scale offensive.
　　 He didn't expect this heart attack tactic to be effective.
　　 Whether from the previous beach sniping, or the defensive preparation of Brother Port.
　　 Yongye's army leader showed his meticulous side. How could such a difficult opponent be taken down by a small attacking tactic?
　　 It is true to try the defensive ability of Brother Port.
　　 At first, Brother Port’s reaction did not exceed Akmeser’s expectations. It was quite satisfactory and did not give these crocodiles a chance to get close to the moat.
　　 When the rope on the top of the city was dropped, I couldn't understand it.
　　 This is planning to use this method to save people. Isn’t it too childish?
No matter what kind of thinking the other party is in, it is not a big chance for the Kingsley family. Ackermesser waved his hand and said: "Send mercenaries and tell them that they will be the first to climb. Those at the head of the city, regardless of whether the city is broken or not, will receive a reward of 10,000."
　　 "The general has an order, and the first one to climb the top of the city, regardless of whether the city is broken or not, the reward is ten thousand."
　　 Ackermesser’s messenger, in front of the mercenary team, shouted loudly and ran by at high speed.
　　The mercenary of the Kingsley family is composed of outlaws from the original border city and the Bryans from the Huayu Plateau.
　　 Under the heavy reward, there must be a brave husband.
　　 Even if they knew that the Kingsley family was recruiting high-level cannon fodder, but the high commission they offered made them unable to refuse, for a while, the followers were like clouds.
　　 In just one month, a team of more than 50,000 mercenaries gathered again.
　　As for quality, don't think too much about it. Anyway, those who can handle weapons count.
　　 For this uneven team, Akmeser still has no intention of reorganizing, anyway, it is temporary, even if all of them died in the battle, it would not feel distressed.
　　 They hadn't played so early, but if there was an unknown situation on Brother Port, then try the water.
　　 For these soldiers who come for money, nothing can motivate their morale more than money.
　　 "The bounty is ten thousand. It is worthy of being a family lying on the golden mountain. The shot is generous, haha, the bounty must be mine."
　　 "Just your thin arms and legs, and you want to get the bounty. Dream about it. The bounty must belong to our brother."
　　 "Hey, wait a minute, it's useless to be naked. The premise is that you can climb the wall. I'm afraid that your brothers won't even have a chance to touch the wall, and you will die halfway."
　　 "A bunch of idiots, do you think this ten thousand bounty is so easy to get? Just look at the pile of poor bugs in front of you. Wait a minute, if you can come back alive, you will be considered dead."
　　 "Fear of death? Afraid of death, what are you doing here?"
　　 "Because I am more afraid of being poor."
　　 "Haha, this sentence makes sense, poverty is more terrible than death."
These mercenaries heard that they were the first to climb the city wall. They were rewarded with a reward of 10,000 yuan. They shouted in excitement. They didn’t care whether they got the money or not. If they were afraid of life and death, they wouldn’t be here. ?
　　 For people like them, there is something more terrifying than death in this world-poverty.
　　 As long as they can get money, even if it is for life, they don't care.
"kill!"
　　 With an order, fifty thousand mercenaries, like a flood, flooded towards Brothers Port.
　　 This charging momentum is not comparable to those of the crocodiles before.
　　 Although the mercenaries are a little bit mixed, there are still more or less capable people in them. Most of the most vicious criminals can't get along in other places, and they went to the border cities where they didn't care.
　　 At this moment, one by one is very brave, charging at the front line.
　　 It didn't take long for them to surpass many of the cannon fodder from the crocodiles who attacked the first wave. Many mobsters disliked these people for getting in the way and cut them to the ground with a single knife.
　　 In their eyes, don't kill people too often.
　　 "The farthest projectile."
　　 Brothers port city wall, also changed new orders.
　　 hum!
　　The dense clusters of arrows rose into the air, covering the sky, as dense as a locust crossing the border.
　　 This is the real arrow rain.
　　 is four or five times denser than before.
This is the longbowman of the Crocodile tribe. Although there is an affiliated engineering group led by the Yongye Army on the wall, many of them are manipulating the siege equipment. The defense area is long and belongs to the rotation state. On average, the density is calculated. Not big, the main force of archers is the Crocodile tribe.
　　 Sean and the others are really not worried about the melee abilities of the Crocodile tribe, the Yongye Army leader has sufficient reserves of bows and arrows over the years, and they simply transferred them all to Andis Longbowmen.
　　 I don't expect their accuracy anyway, as long as I can open the bow and shoot the arrows out.
　　 In this kind of battlefield where more than 100,000 people are facing each other, whether bows and arrows can kill people depends not on accuracy but luck.
　　 After a battle, those eagle archers may not be able to kill one person. Those who do not understand archery can shoot randomly, but may kill several people, depending on whether they are protected by the goddess of luck.
　　 Looking down from the air, the team of mercenaries charged was instantly emptied.
　　 The area was cleared, and each corpse had no less than three long arrows inserted.
　　 These mercenaries not only came from a variety of different backgrounds, they also used a variety of equipment, including high-quality long swords produced by the Kingsley family, and some holding homemade dung forks.
　　 depends entirely on their own financial resources.
　　 But in the aspect of nail application, it is usually very general.
　　 The best is the studded nails, greasy, I don’t know how many years I have worn them.
　　 It's more just a piece of animal skin or several layers of linen.
　　 If they could buy a suit of iron armor, they wouldn't be here as mercenaries.
　　 The only thing that can be called a defensive method is a simple wooden shield in his hand.
　　 These wooden shields are made temporarily~EbookFREE.me~ Most of them can't even be seen with a piece of iron. They are purely using rattan or twine to piece together several wooden boards.
　　 These planks are made of wood native to Despair Swamp. The wood is sparse and it is not the best choice for making wooden shields.
　　 These are all good ones, some of them simply use rattan shields.
　　 If this kind of shield is more or less effective against ordinary military bows, the effect on the Andy longbow led by Shang Yongye will be quite limited.
　　 Not to mention heavy armor-piercing arrows, even ordinary flying arrows can easily be shot through.
　　 What's more, the rain of arrows is so dense, this kind of simple shield can hardly protect the whole body, and they can't hold their heads up.
　　 It has nothing to do with whether they are fierce or not, it is purely the rolling on the weapon.
　　 So again and again.
　　 The mercenary corps charged three times, was pressed back three times, and dropped thousands of corpses each time.
　　 The situation is not as good as the cannon fodder of the Crocodile tribe. After all, when dealing with the cannon fodder of the Crocodile tribe, only the longbowmen led by the Yongye army are shooting.
　　 Not to mention the city wall of Brother Port, it is still ten meters away from the moat.
"General, it won't be possible to fight like this. In a few days, these mercenaries will be completely damaged here. Apart from consuming the opponent's arrow stock, it is meaningless. The opponent's defense equipment has not been used until now." A deputy general Very vaguely suggested to Akmesser.
　　 Although these mercenaries are cannon fodder, they are not so consumed.