The border guards are still fighting, and the battlefield has shifted from city walls to street fighting.
The latter is more cruel and involves more civilians.
Everyone's choices in life and death are different.
Some people will choose to escape, hoping to be as far away as possible.
Some people will stay in a place that they think can give them enough security. The most common place is home.
From the moment the gate of Huju City was breached, the city became the final battlefield for the battle between the frontier army and Beirong.
It is true that Beirong came for food.
In order to rob the food in Huju City, they planned for a long time, used many clever tricks to open up several joints, and also sacrificed the lives of many tribesmen, so that the city could be broken on this day, and this person who tried to use solid city defenses to block them out
The big city tramples hard under its feet, taking whatever it wants...
Blood and death easily touched their fragile heartstrings called "human nature".
In the place where the tiger-dominated people call home, the Beirong brandished their butcher knives and hunted every living life in the dark night.
Failure is commemorated with blood, and victory also needs to be written in this enchanting blood!
Yan Laoer was wrong!
Beirong still hasn't captured Huju's barn, but that doesn't mean they won't do what Yan Laoer calls "superfluous things."
The tiger roosts in the city, which is like purgatory.
When the night is no longer silent, there are only screams and heart-wrenching cries, nervous crazy laughter and the sudden stop of sobs in the mouth, "Help...life..."
The feeling of suffocation can drive anyone crazy.
Yan Laoer is no exception.
All the caution he had before, the thinking to avoid disaster, the rationality to protect himself, and the belief that he must survive are constantly collapsing... faster and faster!
Breathing became more and more rapid, not just his, but everyone on the roof!
The uncontrollable impulse, the red eyes, and the sound of teeth grinding all mean one thing:
Their blood is not cold, but as hot as lava, scalding hot!
Liang Manshan put his hand on the ladder and stared at Yan Laoer.
"Brother Huai'an, let's fight!"
Yan Laoer's nerves were completely shattered after a figure that looked like a woman crawled out from the alleyway and was dragged back bit by bit by a Beirong monster with a smile!
He seemed to hear the sound of nails scratching on the stone...
"You bastard! You bastard! Damn it, you all deserve to die! You all deserve to die!" He stood up suddenly and couldn't bear the time to climb down from the ladder, so he ran directly on the roof.
The tiles continued to fall along with his figure.
At that moment when Beirong raised his head in surprise, Yan Laoer shot an arrow full of anger!
One arrow - seal the throat!
Following his movements, everyone took action.
They rushed over regardless, as if they were crazy and their eyes were about to burst.
One by one, they jumped onto the street and pounced on Beirong within sight. They used all their strength and brandished the knife in their hands, with only one thought in mind: hack him to death, hack him to death...
These Beirong soldiers never expected that the retribution of this world would be right in front of them, falling from the sky!
There was no defense at all, and he just died under the knife.
Yan Laoer used his remaining sanity to squat down.
You can't stand, standing is too conspicuous...
Did you just get shot?
So accurate!
How did you ejaculate?
Forget it! That's not important.
Anyway, it’s not the accuracy that he can achieve through hard training...
There was a thump and the tiles fell to the ground, shattering into pieces.
He looked over stiffly and saw that his eldest nephew's mouth was wide open and he was stunned, looking like he had never expected it.
Yan Laoer sneered in his heart, "What the hell, I, Yan Er, am no longer the timid and cowardly Yan Er."
This is not his first time to kill someone!
He has a hard heart and will never be soft-hearted when it comes to killing those who deserve to be killed!
It would be better if the legs were not so weak...
"Uncle, the eldest man...the eldest man..." Yan Xiangheng pointed at the leaky patch of the roof and swallowed: "There was a leak and it fell..."
Yan Laoer:......
Even an ellipsis cannot express his mood at this time, so add another one.
Yan Laoer:......
He hurried over, looked down through the hole, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Master... Master, how are you?"
"I'm fine." The old man's deep voice came from below.
Liang Manshan hurriedly lowered the ladder.
Several people hurried down the ladder.
After checking it out, I was extremely happy.
The old man is fine. His legs and waist are all fine. He was just frightened, and he was lying on the ground with his hands, so his arms were a little misplaced.
No one here knows how to set bones, let alone try it on the big boss.
I have to endure it first.
If you are lucky, it will not be too late to see a doctor in the future.
If my life is gone, it doesn't matter whether my arm is good or not.
Help the big man out, and then put a ladder down for the brothers who just jumped down in anger to let them come up.
Along with them, there were also the people who narrowly escaped from the Beirong swords.
Yan Laoer searched around, but didn't see the dragged shadow, and felt silent in his heart.
"Yan Er, the tiger is in the safest place in the city, except for the barn. He doesn't want to do anything." Mr. Tian said slowly.
Yan Laoer was convinced.
The structure of the government office is actually not bad, but who calls Huju poor? The government office is in a state of decay inside and out.
The barn is different. The high wall has the same standard as the city defense. It is easy to defend but difficult to attack. It is indeed a good place.
Just can't go.
Liang Manshan suddenly said: "I think it's good to walk from a high place. Beirong can't think of it. We can suddenly jump out and catch them off guard."
Yan Laoer wanted to say that although the height is not very high, an unfortunate accident can cause sprained feet...
He looked at the government officials with solemn faces and burning eyes, and tightened his grip on the bamboo crossbow in his hand.
"Then go from a high place and save as many as you can. There are still border guards in the city and there are still people who are resisting. We still have a chance. If the smoke is lit, reinforcements will definitely arrive. We just need to hold on until that moment...
…We must persist until that moment!”
Yan Laoer climbed onto the roof again, followed by many people. Even the people who had just been rescued gritted their teeth and followed.
And... Mr. Tian...
"Sir, please wait here. We will tell the people we rescued to come to the government office. Beirong has searched here before and they shouldn't come here in a short time. If they come, you... take them to the room.
There is a roof, or there is an unused dry well, and it is safe to hide in it..."
At worst, we'll look for people in wells all over the city.
If there is a future.
…
Yan Yu decided to take the initiative and kill the dozen or so Beirong outside the village first!
There are too many enemies and we cannot wait for them to assemble.
She asked Maomao to scan the number of arrow feathers carried by Beirong, and got a very exciting result.
As expected, there were not many arrows left in Beirong.
They needed a lot of people to besiege Huju. The dozen or so people outside and the more than 300 people who were coming soon had more swords, fewer bows, and even fewer arrows!
