The rain mixed with blood, splashed down the broken tile roof, making the ground even more slippery.

Has the enemy climbed over our heads? I looked up at the position above my head. With the enlarged leakage and painful sounds, the last mechanism arranged on the top also declared its end to its purpose.

I raised my hand and buckled it calmly towards the face stuck on the roof of the tile. My twitching limbs drooped, and the third time I got the hand.

As you see a lot of blood, killing becomes a conditioned reflex, especially in most cases, when you stab the spear and sword without hesitation at the sounds and figures outside the thrust.

Mrs. Chen's lips turned white as she pursed her lips. Her two young tribe members were already carrying injuries of varying degrees. However, the old servant who didn't command her was still as fierce as a dragon spirit and tiger, but the cleavage wound on the palm joints showed that he was not very relaxed.

Suddenly there were spider-web-like patterns on the wall, followed by large stripped cracks, cold wind and a break appeared in front of us, and then it continued to crack and expand, revealing a wooden pile-like thing.

They didn't know where to find the things that hit the wall, and how they worked together to climb the slippery steps, but with the new breakthrough, I knew that we were in trouble.

But I stopped drinking and was about to rush forward to block the reserve team, because then a few arrows shot from outside were wiped by us like ghosts.

After a moment of silence, many figures suddenly jumped out with a roar, and then I touched the arrangement on the beam.

The rubble on the forehead of the big bunch was mixed with dust, pouring down along the way they rushed out, and immediately enveloped the evildoers in the choking dust. The loud coughing and the bloody screams of being smashed to the head were blown one after another.

It also made them lose their direction for a while and rush together.

Killing, the five people roared, and rushed over with several spears in their hands. They didn't even need to find a target, and they easily stabbed and screamed in the figures that rushed out of the narrow thunder.

Then he quickly dropped the spear left in his body and fucked the guy into a close fight.

Cui Tuzi, who was waving the meat hook, immediately hooked one, slashed the exposed neck with his other hand, and made a deposit on the spot. Qian Shuining swung his iron rod and directly knocked a thief's head and splashed on the wall. Yan Jiuer cut his legs and then chopped his head, and the upper, middle and lower lines were just in time to cooperate.

Zhang Daniu waved a few burning firewood and threw it on their heads in a hurry, making him scream.

The rest of the people took the opportunity to push the table and push it back into the gap. After stabbing several figures trying to block them through the gap, the other party, who seemed to be inadequate, gave up this breakthrough.

After about two hours, our defense array became even more difficult, because the heavy damage of the opponent also made a ruthless move, concentrating all his strength in front of the main gate, and attacked almost at any cost.

With the sound of pounding and pounding, even Han Liangchen had to jump off the bracket next to him, the broken door completely shattered, and the expanded crack appeared in the hand-made Peng Pai. He forced the swords and guns inside the door and squeezed in with great angrily. He shouted and cheered like a rainbow, forcing our people backwards step by step, more than twenty steps away from the door.

When they were rushing halfway through happily, Yin Xiaoyan and his head held on the beam, picked up their special secret weapons, and began to throw them diagonally.

The large bag of wood ash was thrown over and flew away by Xin's hand. His eyes were immediately blurred, his mouth and nose were stained, and all kinds of tears and snot flowed all the time. The unyielding spirit of death was suddenly broken.

Then as I looked back, another major mechanism was activated.

After losing the support, the huge remains of monument fell down from the side of the door with a large pile of wooden pieces, smashing the crowds of people coming in from a dull and short sound of tragic roars and a large mass of blood flowed out from the seven or eight legs under the rubble. It was quite tragic.

Taking advantage of this moment, the thieves inside and outside were temporarily divided into two moments when they could not look at each other. This was the last bit of strength and spirit that pushed them inside and broke them, slashing and overturning them. Even several seriously injured people were also on the thiefs, knocking their legs and feet, tripping them to the ground, creating opportunities for their companions to kill the enemy.

But the result of this was that the wound was broken and three more people died slowly due to uncontrollable bleeding.

The enemies outside were also completely crazy. They were like wolves on the verge of despair, throwing all the last bit of manpower in.

Almost used the chest of a companion and squeezed in with a sword and a gun. Even if it was slashed, it would take two steps forward. So we, the tired and disabled, could never resist it again.

Just a moment later,

We have lost control of most of the space in the temple, and have to leave the corpses and injured companions, retreat to the shrine where the space is even smaller, and use the gap between the other party reorganizing the team and survive.

But this opportunity was created by the former Yi Cong Bofu with his life for us. He was surrounded by others and stabbed many times. His whole body was bleeding like a sieve. He laughed wildly and turned around and knocked down several thieves, but he could never get up again.

The old servant who finally blocked the enemy also gave his left hand and was cut off. He was covered with wounds. He had only three fingers on his right hand, and he had half an axe behind him. If he pulled it out, it would probably be the time when he fell down.

As the commander, I had my arms so numb that I could hardly hold the weapon, my legs and feet were so weak that I could hardly stand, and I leaned on the gable as support.

That's because I put on the armor I gave up with seriously injured and was in the middle of being protected, so there are only some scratches and contusions that do not affect the movement, which soon stopped bleeding and clotting.

Han Liangchen, who had the highest force, had changed seven or eight weapons, and only one intact arm was still twitching slightly because of the transition from force to force.

Cui Tuzi was like a bloody man, but he had lost consciousness even though he was still standing. Qian Shuining was dragged in with scars and fell to the ground, only venting his anger; but the groom Yan Jiuer was the least scarred, but he was at the end of his strength and could only stand there with others.

Zhang Daniu died. He cried and hid in the corner, but still could not escape the murder. However, before he died, he burned the things in the pot and burned a large area of ​​thieves.

Yin Xiaoyan was not among them. After the battle began, we didn't care about him anymore.

There were only three people left behind in the intimate relationship that blocked us. Even though the blood from the wounded areas was still flowing, they were still moving, acting as the last little barrier.

He squatted with his head and his face stained with blood. He had already taken out the short blade I gave her, looking at me with a firm look.

"It seems that I can't wait for the day I will raise you and eat you up..."

I touched her head apologetically and whispered.

“I’m really sorry”

Mrs. Chen, who looked as if she was dead, also held a short sword that had been stained with blood for several people, and said in a hoarse voice.

"It involves you in this situation..."

"I just want you to beg for the last thing..."

She looked at me with a little sadness and begging.

"Don't let me fall into the hands of those thieves alive..."

"Understood.."

I nodded firmly.

"I will buy you time..."

But I couldn't help but smile bitterly. The so-called time traveler aura is really not very useful.

The identity I gained from this body, the knowledge and vision I am proud of, I am full of farming and making a fortune, and the ideals and ambitions of building a harmonious harem legion,

In this era, it was only easy to struggle with some inconspicuous waves and bubbles. Could it be that they would be broken so easily in this nameless mound and ruined temple?

At this time, a slight movement suddenly appeared in the corner of my eyes.

I saw Yin Xiaoyan covered in blood, slowly climbed up the beam, came to the heads of those people, and used a file to file the bite of the bracket with a piece of force. It was a semi-finished mechanism that we had no time to arrange.

The dust and wood chips fell down, and finally alarmed those people. It was like a trigger signal, and the two sides fought each other again.

I shot the last crossbow arrow in my hand and was stabbed under my ribs. There was no pain anymore, but the illusion of coldness and numbness and strength being lost from the wound.

Then I saw Yin Xiaoyan, looking at a thief crawling behind him, feeling relieved, and then they trembled for a while and then rolled down together.

I saw that the crossbar that had been pried loose, lost its last little support, and fell down obliquely, directly smashing a thief to half a piece of it. After knocking over the shrine in front of us, it bounced back and swept back loudly.

Only a series of dull and painfully puffing sounds were heard. At least a dozen people were sweeping within the sweeping range of the umbrella. They were swept into a pile like bowling bottles, from the first unlucky person who was smashed into a corner to the last victim who was suppressed and howled loudly, it was just a breath.

The effect is so good that we and the other party in the fight can't help but pause.

Then there was a more violent shaking, and an overwhelming creaking sound. Large pieces that fell on the head and covered everyone without any difference, causing screams to spread.

And I had only time to shout "Let's go down", squat with my body and cover myself with my head, covering my body,

Just as the deafening sound of knocking down, the temple, which was demolished and destroyed, was broken and destroyed, with the only remaining support that was twisted and broken, finally collapsed, like a roaring massive amount, completely submerged us with large bunches of rubble and dust.

The last bit of consciousness is that, it’s really dark, my grass is actually destroyed, and this is unscientific.
Chapter completed!