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Chapter 342 City Gate (700) [Addition for monthly ticket [-]]

Although the screams of the owner of the mud boots sounded in Li San's ears, it made him extremely happy.

But he also knew that there would not be much time left for himself.

Because those defenders will not let go, there is an opponent below who is constantly causing damage to them, and they will definitely get rid of him as soon as possible.

Before this is resolved, he needs to create more results.

Or to put it another way, smashing one leg is enough, and smashing two legs earns one; because on the current battlefield, this kind of guy who has lost his mobility is basically dead.

With this in mind, Li San actually swung the evil one-handed mace again at the moment when the screams sounded.

After kicking up a piece of blood-red muddy water, it hit the face bone of a lower leg with another hammer.

Talk!An adult's calf bone is actually quite strong, and it's not that easy to break.

However, under Li San's one-handed mace, the strength of his calf is still not enough.

Even in the bone brittle sound of 'click~', a piece of bone stubble was exposed in that bent calf.

It's just such a scene, Li San, who entered the crazy moment, didn't even look at it.

The one-handed mace, which had been washed away by the heavy rain and became clean again, moved towards the next target. A thigh full of black hair that was supposed to get up too quickly and ended up without pants greeted him.

And at such a time, the first Liao soldier whose foot was smashed just fell to the ground after losing his balance.

The defenders had already reacted, especially the owner of the black-haired thigh, a Jurchen burly man, instinctively kicked Li San before he did harm to him, hitting Li San right in the lower abdomen.

Even though the foot that kicked this kick was not wearing boots, the strength carried by it was surprisingly great.

After receiving such a kick on the lower abdomen, Li San even felt that his intestines were knotted.

Even at nightfall, I vomited out all the dry biscuits I ate on the spot.

But even so, at the moment of "Wow~" he spit it out, the one-handed mace in his hand was still swung out.

Just knocked on the kick, before it could be retracted to the knee.

With this hammer, the meniscus on the Jurchen's knee was smashed to pieces with tremendous force.

Therefore, no matter how strong and tenacious the Jurchen was, she let out a miserable howl, and at the same time, her knees softened and she knelt down on the ground, together with Li San.

Then, the two people who lost the strength to stand up fought on the ground.

There is no such scene as in the movie, where two people will roll around in the mud during the fight, and you will press me for a while, and I will press you for a while, such a scene is staged.

The moment she fell, the Jurchen reached out to a dagger at her waist.

After pinning one of Li San's arms with his left hand, he stabbed in along the nail gap under the left rib, piercing the left lung of the old man who is engaged in security work in this modern plane.

Of course, it is impossible for Li San to just suffer and not fight back at all.

Almost at the moment of being stabbed, the one-handed mace in his hand also hit the opponent's left temple; after this blow, the Jurchen immediately fell to the side like a wooden stake.

After falling to the ground, his whole body began to twitch violently.

Even so, Li San refused to let go of this opponent who brought him fatal injuries.

"Who the hell is opening the city gate, you should hurry up~" Li San yelled out this sentence with blood foaming from his mouth as he turned over and rode on the Jurchen.

Then, I picked up the one-handed mace in my hand and continued to smash it down, once, twice~
There is no third time~

Because when he was about to hit the third time, a Jurchen who had just taken over the vacant seat and was about to stab War Dog, Xu Feng and others finally couldn't bear Li San's cruel way of whipping a corpse.

In the fury, the spear in his hand directly stabbed the sharp spear head deeply into Li San's back.

The next second later, the Jurchen whose neck was pierced by the war dogs died almost at the same time as Li San.

He, Li San, and that one had their skulls smashed to pieces, and the three of them fell together in the blood-red mud all over the ground, regardless of each other.

And the war dog that stabbed the Jurchen to death just now seemed to have consumed all its strength following the shot.

For a while, he couldn't even hold the spear, and he sat down slowly in the mud on the ground, covering the ribs that should have been broken when Lang Qing fell when he climbed the city.

The person didn't die, but he couldn't move his heart.

Fortunately, at this moment, while Niu Gao came up wielding a long knife, he grabbed the war dog by the collar and pulled him back a little.

But in the rest of his life after the catastrophe, what War Dog cares about is not how long he can last, but when the city gate will open.

******
"Open! You are so fucking open~"

With a crying voice in his mouth, the taxi driver, old fart, frantically hacked at the damned threshold with a long knife in his hand.

During this process, he almost collapsed and even kicked the door desperately with his feet, hitting the door latch with his shoulder.

But no matter what, this thing is still motionless, let alone open the city gate.

On the contrary, in the old man's ears, he kept hearing the sound of horseshoes getting closer and closer outside the gate, as well as the sounds of fighting, screaming, and urging him to hurry up behind him.

I know that whether I can open the door in time is related to the lives of dozens of people, or whether some people will die in vain. The poor taxi driver.

Under such a mountain-like pressure, people almost went crazy at that time.

In fact, if you think about it seriously, it is not such a strange thing for a taxi driver to appear in such a situation.

You can't blame him for all the responsibility.

When I heard Hu Biao's words, "Go and open the city gate personally", I had just jumped off the city wall, and I didn't even look for the stinky old fart that got up in the mud.

With one bare foot, he staggered into the city gate hole and rushed towards the city gate.

Frankly speaking, even though the stinky old fart usually hangs around A Fen's sister-in-law whenever he is free, it's a little wretched.

But this is also a matter of life style. There is nothing wrong with the attitude shown at the critical moment of the battle.

But after he rushed in, he realized that the city gate was extremely dark, and he could only faintly see the thick bolt.

More importantly, every member of the modern plane is counted as one. Who has the experience of opening ancient city gates?
Even if there is only a small pin stuck on the door latch, but if the stinky old fart didn't see or touch it, it would be useless even if it was chopped off with a knife and smashed into a shoulder.

It seems that there is something destined that Hu Biao and the others will not all die here.

At such a critical moment, a thunderbolt fell from the sky.

It didn't hit anyone, it just knocked down half of the mud house at the gate of the city; even because there was no one in the house, no casualties were caused.

But in the brief flash of lightning, Old Fart saw the pin that stuck the latch.

After quickly pulling out the pin, the stinky old fart pushed his red and swollen shoulder, and the damn latch was finally loosened.

With the excitement in my heart that I was about to cry.

This guy pulled the two handles of the city gate vigorously, and clearly felt the wet rainwater blowing in after the gate was slowly opened.

At this moment, the stinky old fart has never felt that the recent torrential rain is so good.

Then he stretched his neck hard and looked towards the distance outside the door, hoping to see where Yang Dongli and the others were.

But in the dense rain, apart from the louder and louder hoofbeats, you can even feel the ground shaking under your feet, but you still can't see anything.

So after opening the city gate, he immediately turned around.

He picked up a single knife with a full gap in the blade, and filled it towards the defense line where the gap appeared again after Xu Feng was stabbed over just now.

At this moment, a figure rushed forward to block the gap.

And yelled in his mouth: "Everyone hold on, we will win soon; and remember to drag Lao Hu and the others to the two sides, so that they don't get trampled to death later."

The smelly old fart can faintly hear that this voice should be that of the old snake...

(End of this chapter)