More than a hundred cavalry left the gear with a wide carriage, and Yun Xiao finally became the commander of the bare feet. In the huge gear, there were only more than thirty local warriors and Canglan guarded them. Yun Xiao was really worried that the poor ghosts from Longyou came to rob him.

There was no way, the Great Wall in the western section was finally broken through by the fierce Huns. Canghu had already rushed over with the Yun family's hometown hero, but it seemed that he could not block the gap. Yun Xiao had to suppress the only reserve team in his hand. The battle was at this point, and it would be impossible not to sacrifice his life.

The eastern section of the Great Wall has now become a melee, and Toulon's eyes are red. His team has suffered heavy casualties for the past five days, but he has not been able to bite this section of the city wall. The Great Shanyu called himself to scold him so much that he had never been scolded like this.

This time, he personally led his people to climb the city wall. After paying a heavy price, he finally successfully occupied a section of the city wall. Now he is leading his subordinates to develop towards the wings. He strives to firmly stand this section of the city wall before dark. Taking advantage of the darkness, more Hun warriors will climb up. At that time, he will follow the city wall and take down Lingwu Pass in one go. He let out a breath of bird energy from the past few days.

A guy with a beard brought a group of warriors in black armor. These people were very difficult to deal with. The long sword with a curve in their hands was very sharp. He saw several Hun soldiers split in half by others and their weapons.

When the huge mountain-opening axe climbed the city, it fell under the city wall. The two were killed by the thick-backed machete that they found. Their armor was very hard. Rather than saying that they were killed by their huge machetes.

The bearded man's swordsmanship is quite good, but unfortunately his strength is a little worse. Otherwise, he would have really enjoyed it.

Cang Hu had sweat on his face. This was his first time since Huainan was injured. This strong guy was really hard to deal with. The thick-backed machete forced him to take a step back every round, and the force was too great. Cang Hu was so big that he didn't dare to take his move. He could only deal with it in a vague way.

"Hu" The huge machete on the back hit again with the whistling sound of wind. Cang Hu dared not fight head-on. He quickly took a step back and tried to avoid the thunder attack. Unexpectedly, he stepped on a corpse and his body suddenly lost balance. He leaned back and almost fell down.

Taking advantage of his slippage, Toulon took a step forward and waved the machete on his back, and smashed it down at Canghu. Canghu, who was unstable, had to hold up the saber in his hand to block it, and the machete on the saber with a thick back slashed firmly on the saber.

As the sparks flew everywhere, Canghu felt a sense of chest tightness. His throat became sweet. He opened his mouth and spurted blood. Seeing that his sword was actually caught by the bearded man, Toulon raised his big foot and kicked Canghu to the ground.

The thick-backed machete hit Cang Hu with the wind. Cang Hu, who had just fallen to the ground, immediately rolled away from the deadly knife. The thick-backed machete hit the city bricks, and the huge destructive force cut the city bricks on the ground into pieces, splashing on Cang Hu's face with a burning pain.

A village warrior had just chopped over the Hun soldiers in front of him. Seeing Canghu in such a mess, he rushed up with a sabre. He gave Toulon a powerful force to slash Huashan.

Toulon just raised the thick-backed machete horizontally and knocked the village hero's sabre flying. Then he swept the sword horizontally and slashed the village hero's waist. Blood burst out. The village hero was almost cut into two pieces in half. Blood flowed all over the ground with his intestines, and the screams were so loud that it could penetrate people's eardrums.

Canghu's eyes were so bloody that he had just gotten up and wanted to fight again. Suddenly, a roar rang behind him.

"Ao~~~~~~" A guy who was even two bigger than Toulon appeared in his sight, and two Viking battle axes slashed at Toulon with the sound of wind.

Toulon's eyes shrank like a needle nose. He had never seen such a tall guy. The armor was all over his body, and only a pair of bloodthirsty eyes were revealed on his hideous face armor. Toulon did not dare to neglect, and held a thick-back machete in his hands and used all his strength to move upwards.

"when"

A loud noise made Canghu's ears buzzing. The nearby village heroes and the Huns stopped fighting and stared blankly at the peak duel.

Toulon felt that both his arms were broken, and the feeling of masculine spread rapidly throughout his body. He could hardly hold it. It seemed that something was rushing toward his throat. Toulon knew it was blood, and smashing his opponent into a big mouth and vomiting blood was something he often did.

His throat tightened violently and he swallowed the blood stubbornly. Even if he died in battle, he had to be decent and never let his opponent see his weakness.

The thick-backed machete with a thick palm was actually slightly bent by the axe, and Man Niu was a little stunned. He didn't expect that the guy with a strange head in front of him could actually be able to force himself to axe.

Another Viking tomahawk with one hand and then smashed it down.

Toulon's eyes widened and he held his breath. The bent thick-backed machete was once again lifted up, and the Huns samurai behind him cheered.

"Bang"

Another loud noise, Toulon's eyes widened. Dungden took three steps under his feet, and a golden star appeared in front of him. Everything was a ghost, and the ribs on both sides were pulled out as painful as if they were pulled out.

His unyielding temperament made him take another step forward, spitting bloody spit. He rushed towards the huge monster with a knife.

"Sun Chase the King"

The Hun warriors roared and thundered, and Toulon's iron blood made them see the bravery of the head wolf.

"Ao~~~~~~~~~~"

The manniu was aroused by the guy in front of him, and swung the Viking battle axe and smashed it down again.

"Bang"

Toulon could no longer hold on, and a mouthful of blood spurted out like an arrow.

Manniu did not take advantage of the opportunity to split the guy in half, but took a step back. Waiting for Toulon to stand up again, Toulon did not disappoint Manniu. He stood up with force, and Manniu slashed over with another axe.

"Bang"

One of Toulon's legs was shaken to kneel on the ground, and blood burst out along the tiger's mouth. The red blood dripped along the corner of his mouth, and his legs kept trembling. Manniu took a step back again, waiting for Toulon to stand up again.

One, two, three, eight. Toulon took the Manniu Ba Axe, and now his body has shaking into sieve. His standing body swayed left and right, but his skin-blown hands still held the thick-backed machete. This is a power-versus-power duel, and it is also a contest between will and will.

"Bang"

Toulon's eyes were wide open, his nose and mouth sprayed a big handful of blood. He knelt straight down with his knees, and his body fell stiffly towards Manniu.

King Rizhu, Toulon, who was known as the number one warrior of the Huns, actually took over the Manniu Jiuxe. He was shocked to death on the spot. The Huns warriors were stunned. They never expected Toulon to die so tragically.

"Ah" the remaining Hun warriors picked up the weapons in their hands and rushed towards the Manniu.

They were waiting for their red eyes, as if they were a group of angry hungry wolves. The Viking battle axe in Manniu's hand was swung into a circle, and countless Hun warriors were cut into pieces under his brute force. However, the Hun warriors behind still rushed towards Manniu one after another.

Two huge battle axes were like two fan blades of a meat grinder. The living Huns rushed in and flew out in pieces.

There were fewer and fewer Huns on the Great Wall, and the Huns under the city no longer climbed up. Sequential Hun corpses were thrown down, one arm in the east and one leg in the west, and the city was filled with everything.

The Huns failed again, and failed in front of the absolute power of the barbarian bull. The fiery sunset spread the blood-red sunshine on the earth, making the scene of broken limbs and broken arms even more bloody. There was a scene of corpses and bloody rivers at the foot of the Great Wall.

The Big Golden Crow seemed to be unable to watch such a scene, and hurriedly sank below the horizon.

There were bonfires flashing in the Huns' camps, and the shrill north wind blew with sad singing. The round moon rose from the horizon, and the pale moonlight illuminated the earth.

More than ten Huns rode their horses and walked towards the Great Wall. They sang songs over and over under the city, and the sad songs were filled with desolation and sadness. Batu stopped the village heroes who wanted to shoot them. The people of the life tribe transported the body of Toulon to the city and handed them over to the Huns.
Chapter completed!