Chapter 342 City Gate (2) [Additional update for monthly ticket 700]
Although the scream of the owner of the mud-covered boots made Li San extremely happy when he heard it in his ears.
But he also knew that he wouldn't have much time left for himself.
Because the defenders will not let it go. There is an opponent below who is constantly causing damage to their base, and they will definitely deal with him as soon as possible.
Before this is solved, he needs to create more results.
Or to put it another way, smashing one leg is enough, smashing two legs is enough to earn one; because on the current battlefield, such a guy who loses the ability to move is basically dead.
With this thought in mind, at the moment when the screams sounded, Li San actually waved the evil one-handed hammer again.
After a piece of blood-red muddy water was raised, another hammer hit the face bone of a calf.
By the way! The calf bones of an adult are actually quite strong and cannot be broken easily.
However, under Li San's crazy swing of the hammer with one hand, the strength of the calf was still a bit unsatisfactory.
There is no scene like what is shown in the movie, where two people are rolling around in the mud during a fight. One moment you are pressing me, and the next moment I am pressing you again. Such a scene is staged.
The man is not dead, but he is really untouchable.
After receiving such a kick on his lower abdomen, Li San even felt that his intestines were knotted.
At this point, the first Liao soldier whose sole was smashed fell to the ground after losing his balance.
But even so, when he spat it out with a "Wow~", he still swung the one-handed hammer in his hand.
But in the dense rain curtain, except for the increasingly louder sound of horse hooves, you can even feel the earth shaking under your feet, but still nothing can be seen.
Then, he picked up the one-handed hammer in his hand and continued to hit it, once, twice~
There is no third time~
After falling to the ground, his whole body began to twitch violently.
Then, the two men, who both lost the strength to stand up, started fighting on the ground.
At this moment, the smelly old fart has never felt that the heavy rains that have been falling in recent days have made people feel so good.
The next second later, the Jurchen whose neck was pierced by war dogs died almost simultaneously with Li San.
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"Open it! You fucking should open it~"
Instead, the smelly old fart's ears kept hearing the sound of horse hooves getting closer and closer outside the gate, as well as the fighting, screaming, and voices urging him to hurry up behind him.
At such a critical moment, a thunder struck from the sky.
But this is also a matter of life style. There is nothing wrong with the attitude shown at critical moments in battle.
"Who the hell is opening the city gate? You should move faster~" When Li San turned over and sat on the Jurchen, he yelled out this sentence with blood foaming from his mouth.
It didn't hit anyone, it just knocked down half of the earthen house at the city gate; even because there was no one in the house, it didn't cause any casualties.
The one-handed hammer, which had been washed away by the heavy rain and became clean again, moved towards the next target. A thigh that was probably too hasty to get up and had no pants on and was covered with black hair greeted him.
The defenders had already reacted, especially the owner of the black-haired thigh, a big Jurchen man. Before Li San could harm him, he instinctively kicked him and hit him squarely in the lower abdomen.
Even though the foot that was kicked was not wearing boots, the force it carried was extremely strong.
Under such a mountain-like pressure, people almost went crazy at that time.
Fortunately, at this time, Niu Gao came up with a long sword and at the same time, he picked up the war dog by his collar and pulled him back a little.
This guy pulled hard on the two handles of the city gate and clearly felt the wet rain blowing in after the gate was slowly opened.
In the rage, the spear in his hand stabbed the sharp tip of the spear deeply into Li San's back.
Then he stretched his neck hard and looked into the distance outside the door, hoping to see where Yang Dongli and the others were.
You can't put all the blame on him.
The moment she fell, the Jurchen reached for a dagger from her waist.
More importantly, among all the people in the modern plane, who has ever had the experience of opening an ancient city gate?
Even if there is only a small pin stuck on the door latch, without seeing or touching it, the old fart can cut off the knife and smash the shoulder to pieces, but it will be useless.
When I heard Hu Biao's words, "Go and open the city gate yourself," the smelly old fart who had just jumped off the city wall and crawled up from the mud didn't even look for a sneaker that had been thrown away.
For a moment, he couldn't even hold the spear anymore, and he slowly sat down in the mud on the ground, covering his ribs that should have been broken by Lang Qing when he fell down when he climbed to the city.
After pinning one of Li San's arms with his left hand, he stabbed the knife along the gap in the armor under the left rib, piercing the left lung of the man who worked in security in this modern dimension.
In fact, if you think about it seriously, it is not so strange for such a situation to happen to a taxi driver.
Frankly speaking, although the smelly old fart usually hangs around my sister-in-law Ah Fen whenever he has free time, it's a bit obscene.
But in the brief illumination of the lightning fire, the smelly old fart saw the pin that stuck the door latch.
With this hammer, the meniscus on the Jurchen's knee was smashed to pieces with huge force.
After quickly pulling out the pin, the smelly old fart pushed it with his red and swollen shoulder, and the damn door latch was finally loosened.
So no matter how strong and tenacious the Jurchen was, she let out a miserable howl and at the same time, her knees weakened and she fell to the ground, falling together with Li San.
But after he rushed in, he realized that the city gate was extremely dark, and he could only faintly see the thick door bolt.
It seems that there is something destined that Hu Biao and the others will not all die here.
It was already late at night, so I vomited out all the dry biscuits I ate on the spot.
It was just such a scene that Li San, who had entered a moment of madness, didn't even look at it.
He, Li San, the corpse whose head was smashed to pieces, the three of them fell together in the blood-red mud, regardless of each other.
The war dog that had just stabbed the Jurchen to death seemed to have exhausted all its strength with this shot.
It hit him just after the kick, but before he could take it back, he hit his knee.
So after opening the city gate, he turned around immediately.
Of course, Li San couldn't just take the hit and not fight back at all.
Even so, Li San would not let go of this opponent who had fatally injured him.
During this process, he almost collapsed and even kicked the door with his feet and hit the door latch with his shoulder.
I know very well that whether I can open the door in time will affect the lives of dozens of people, or whether some people will die in vain. Poor taxi driver.
But in the rest of his life after the disaster, War Dog's concern is not how long he can hold out, but when the city gate can be opened.
Because when he was preparing to strike for the third time, a Jurchen who had just taken over the vacant position and prepared to stab War Dog, Xu Feng and others finally couldn't stand Li San's brutal method of whipping a corpse.
Almost at the moment he was stabbed, the one-handed hammer in his hand also hit the opponent's left temple; after receiving this blow, the Jurchen immediately fell to one side like a wooden stake.
With a crying voice in his mouth, the taxi driver used a long knife in his hand to slash at the damn threshold crazily.
With the excitement in my heart that I was about to cry.
Even with another crunching sound of bones, a section of bone in the bent calf was exposed.
With one bare foot, he staggered into the city gate and rushed towards the city gate.
But no matter what, this thing still doesn't move at all, let alone can open the city gate.
He picked up a single knife with a blade full of gaps and filled it with the gap in the defense line that had just been knocked over by Xu Feng.
At this moment, a figure rushed forward to block the gap.
And he shouted in his mouth: "Everyone, hold on, we will win soon; and remember to drag Lao Hu and the others to both sides so that they don't get trampled to death later."
The smelly old fart could vaguely tell that this voice should belong to the old snake...
