Wang Jian fell to the ground in severe pain, then picked up the Purple Gold Hammer with his left hand and continued fighting, but was struck by several broad swords at the same time. Wang Jian fell to his knees and shouted: "I will kill you all." Several more crows came.
The Huan soldiers plunged their swords into his body. Wang Jian vomited blood and smashed the heads of the two Wuhuan soldiers who were close to each other with one hammer.
"Hahahaha, kill him quickly!" Wang Jian roared, and a Wuhuan man jumped up behind him, then slashed with his sword and chopped off Wang Jian's head.
"I will fuck your mother!"
Zhang Xiaowu gritted his teeth and roared, and used his spear to drive away the Wuhuan people beside him. He roared and rushed forward. He raised his arms and threw the spear with all his strength, and nailed a Wuhuan man to death with a pop.
Then he picked up a long knife on the ground and rushed towards the others. He jumped up and stabbed Wuhuan Shichang who was holding Wang Jian's head to death. He was breathing heavily, as if he had exhausted all his strength.
, big beads of sweat hit the ground, mixed with blood.
Seeing this, several Wuhuan people came forward. Zhang Xiaowu didn't know where the desire for survival came from, so he grabbed a long knife and fought back. Suddenly, several Han soldiers rushed up from the stairs. They carried swords and spears and fought with the Wuhuan people.
Standing together, Zhang Xiaowu was able to breathe. In fact, he was even dizzy from exhaustion just now. Not to mention facing the enemy, even if he rushed forward, he might fall. He sat on the ground, next to Wang Jian
Wang Jian's head was filled with anger and he fought to the end with the enemy. He was truly a hero.
"Woo-wu-wu-wu-"
The Wuhuan people sounded the horn again, and this time their elites were dispatched, preparing to deal the final blow to the Han army in Tucheng. Zhang Xiaowu carefully looked at the Wuhuan people who were being retreated around him, and then he realized that their weapons were miscellaneous.
Those who had just been killed were slave soldiers wearing Wuhuan uniforms. No wonder they did not hesitate to shoot their own people as well as the Han soldiers defending the city.
The slave army is a type of army that Wuhuan also has. Every time they attack a place, they will enslave captured soldiers into slave soldiers. Only the slave army can redeem themselves by killing five enemies, and then they can become Wuhuan people by converting to Wuhuan's religion.
After killing and wounding nearly 10,000 slave troops, Wuhuan's real elite came forward to kill them. The entire west side of the city wall had no more than a hundred defenders.
The military commander Ding Yi didn't know where he was, but the tallest officer on the west side of the city wall was Zhang Xiaowu. All the sergeants looked at him, hoping he could say something.
"Those who can escape, run away. Those who cannot escape, join me to kill the enemy here and delay the dog barbarians." Zhang Xiaowu suddenly shouted after his thoughts changed. The soldiers first couldn't believe it, and then they laughed decisively, but they didn't
One person escaped. Although the Saibei Wasteland was vast, he could go anywhere and escape at this time. Tucheng was surrounded on all sides. To escape was to die, and to die in battle was also to die. It was just the difference between being stabbed in the back and being stabbed in the front.
"It seems that everyone will die here today."
When people face death, they become much calmer. Zhang Xiaowu took off a water bag from a corpse on the ground, drank all the water in the water bag in one breath, and finally regained his strength. He stood up holding the long knife,
Suddenly he thought that his skill in killing enemies was worthy of traveling through time.
Before time travel, I was just a weak civil servant. I didn't expect that after time travel to a young man with superb martial arts, he would die but still make some money. Maybe God couldn't bear to see him fall off the city wall and take him to the underworld with his martial arts skills.
He went to the underworld and let himself from another world travel through and replace him.
Maybe this silly guy has encountered modern times, replaced himself, and become the civil servant's small section chief. But when he faced the colorful world of WeChat, Alipay, taxis, TVs, and long legs all over the streets, he didn't know what he was doing.
What kind of feelings do you have? You will probably first think that you are in fairyland, and then gradually realize that life is not easy, and then you will realize that you have entered hell.
It's a pity that I can't go back to hell...
While he was thinking wildly, an iron hammer came from the air. Zhang Xiaowu quickly dodged and at the same time kicked the Wuhuan soldier in the crotch of the sneak attack. The Wuhuan soldier immediately knelt on the ground and Zhang Xiaowu slashed the man's neck with his knife.
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"Poof!"
The simple knife only cut off half of the Wuhuan man's neck, so the man fell to the ground with half of his head hanging down. He covered his neck and screamed miserably. Blood spurted out, and Zhang Xiaowu's body was also drenched with blood.
Another group of Wuhuan warriors climbed up the city wall, killed the Han soldiers who resisted, and rushed towards Zhang Xiaowu screaming.
Zhang Xiaowu knew that he was going to die here today, so he shouted loudly, picked up his long sword and charged into the Wuhuan people without retreating.
Zhang Xiaowu relied on his strength to knock off the enemy's weapon, and then he slashed and cursed: "I'm going to kill your mother! Let me travel through time! Let me die! I will kill you even if I die! I'm going to kill your mother! I'm going to kill you!"
I'll kill you! Isn't Mr. Bai Guiziyang amazing? I'll fuck you! I'll beat you to death -" Two Wuhuan people were hacked to death by him, and the other four Wuhuan people were actually forced into a corner by him.
Seeing that the enemy was timid, Zhang Xiaowu became even more violent. He picked up the mace on the ground and threw it, knocking a Wuhuan man off the city wall. The other three Wuhuan men resisted randomly with their weapons, but he took the time to chop down another one.
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The two Wuhuan men were so frightened that they threw away their weapons and fled back down the ladder. When he caught up with him, he pushed the ladder away. The two fell from the three-foot-high city wall, but there were many dead bodies on the ground. The two who escaped
The Wuhuan soldiers fell and stood up again.
The surrounding Han soldiers repeatedly exclaimed, and one person shouted: "A great shot! I didn't expect that my archery skills are outstanding, and my martial arts are also very powerful."
Zhang Xiaowu lost his strength again, and his whole body was in great pain. He smiled and said to himself that my archery skills are very rubbish, and this martial art is also a benefit of time travel. Naturally, he couldn't tell the truth, so he could only respond with a forced smile to the sergeants under his command. The sergeants met the colonel.
Wei was so calm, and everyone's morale increased.
A sergeant was also very tired. He leaned against the wall and shouted: "Sir Captain, we feel more relieved when you are here. Wait-" Only a scream was heard, and the soldier was killed by a crow who climbed up the ladder.
General Huan Zhuangshuo was killed with a sword.
The strong Wuhuan man wore armor, an eagle helmet on his head, two cat tails hanging by his ears, and a broad sword in his hand. He moved behind the city wall and roared, then slashed at another Han soldier. The Han soldier raised his spear to meet him.
, but the spear and spear were cut off by the Wuhuan strong man with a sword, and then split in half alive by the strong man.
This man is a centurion of the Wuhuan Empire. Not only is he an elite Wuhuan, he can kill hundreds of thousands of enemies and kill countless enemy troops with his own hands. At this moment, the Wuhuan centurion roared again and rushed towards the Han soldiers.
In the center, he slashed with his left and right wheels in a powerful manner, killing those who resisted one by one. Behind him, Wuhuan elites rushed up in a steady stream.
When Zhang Xiaowu saw a Wuhuan man climbing up the city wall, he immediately rushed over and chopped him to death. Someone climbed up from other gaps, so he picked up a spear and stood on the wall, waving the spear and smashing it over. He had extremely strong hands.
big, straight
The Wuhuan soldiers continued to fall. The Wuhuan centurion killed more than a dozen Han soldiers. When he turned around, he saw the Han military captain standing on the wall to block his soldiers. He was furious and shouted:
"Hariharv!"
Zhang Xiaowu turned around and saw that the Wuhuan Centurion ghost was shouting and charging towards him with a broad sword. He jumped off the battlement, raised his spear and stabbed him. The Wuhuan Centurion swung his sword to deflect the spear, and the two of them slammed into each other.
The ground collided with each other, and they took a step back in unison. Zhang Xiaowu reacted very quickly, got up and kicked him away. Unexpectedly, Centurion Wuhuan's weight was so strong that he directly bounced Zhang Xiaowu and fell to the ground.
"Hahaha...Han dog! Die!" Wuhuan Centurion's giant sword fell, Zhang Xiaowu rolled over and over again, and he didn't even have time to grab the weapon on the ground to resist, so he grabbed the body of a soldier and blocked it in front of him, but
He was split into two pieces again by Centurion Wuhuan's sword.
Seeing Zhang Xiaowu rolling to the edge of the wall, with his body pressed against the wall and no longer able to escape, the Wuhuan centurion smiled cruelly and was about to cut him off. Zhang Xiaowu's heart turned over and over again, and he actually thought of getting married that afternoon.
If his little daughter-in-law comes, if he dies, I'm afraid he will be raped to death by the dog barbarians.
"I can't die!" Zhang Xiaowu wanted to give himself a big mouth, but found that the hammer he had just thrown was actually in his hand, and he quickly raised it to resist.
"when!"
Zhang Xiaowu's hammer was hit by a broadsword. His hand was sore, his whole body was in severe pain, and his ears were filled with a buzzing vibration.