Blood rushed up to Lin Yi's feet and trouser legs, then flowed down like a waterfall.
The dozen or so soldiers from the Northern Wei Dynasty who were close to Lin Yi were very pale. They looked at Lin Yi's young face and didn't know who this young Southern Dynasty practitioner was, but all the consciousness in their bodies reminded them to run away quickly.
It's just that some people know better than they do that this battle is supervised by Xiao Donghuang. If someone shows fear of the enemy on the battlefield, the end may be even more terrible than dying here.
With a loud shout, a Northern Wei general rushed over and stabbed Lin Yi hard in the abdomen with a knife.
Among the sword techniques, the cutting force is naturally the fastest, but this man's sword still made a sharp whistle while traveling in the air, which proved how perfect the power of his sword was.
Lin Yi looked at the knife stabbed towards his abdomen with an expressionless face, and the long knife in his hand slashed through it very cleanly.
The long knife in the hand of the Northern Wei general was cut off like dry wood, and then with a click, the other arm he subconsciously raised in front of him was also cut off by the light of the knife.
The Northern Wei general gave a sharp shout and kicked his feet to the ground. Blood spurted out from his broken arm. His whole body fell backwards, and only then did he avoid Lin Yi's knife that struck his chest.
Lin Yi did not pursue.
After all, they were the elite troops of the Northern Wei Dynasty. Even the strongest Northern Wei cultivator on the wall was instantly killed by him, but many of the Northern Wei soldiers on the wall still calmed down and launched a counterattack.
A buzzing sound.
A heavy crossbow fired an arrow somewhere on the city wall, and the heavy armor-piercing arrow shot through the air towards him. At the same time, a dozen black ropes flew down.
Throwing ropes were first used by hunters and herdsmen to tie up some larger animals, but when used in the military, specially made throwing ropes were often targeted at practitioners, and were used for the same purpose as the throwing nets of the Southern Dynasties.
These things are very useful to ordinary practitioners, but for Lin Yi at this time, they are completely useless.
He didn't dodge at all, he directly lifted up the Northern Wei cultivator who was leaning on the crossbow in front of him and blocked it in front of him like a shield.
The heavy armor-piercing arrow shot through the air, and when it collided with the armor behind the Northern Wei cultivator, it made a crisp and heart-stopping sound.
The armor-piercing arrow penetrated the back armor of the Northern Wei practitioner, causing some blood mist to erupt from the dead Northern Wei practitioner's armor. Lin Yi's body shook slightly, but the knife in his hand was
It was cut out without any pause.
The spinning ropes were cut off one after another, cut into two pieces.
There are also several practitioners of the Northern Wei Dynasty who are in the palace realm on this section of the city wall. Some of them are generals in the army, and some are practitioners seconded from some cultivation places in the Northern Wei Dynasty for this battle. Seeing such a scene, these practitioners of the Northern Wei Dynasty
A strong sense of fear and powerlessness surged through the body of the patient.
The opponent, a young Southern Dynasty practitioner, was as powerful as a wild beast, but he also had a sword in his hand that was as sharp as iron. They could not think of any way to deal with such a practitioner.
They hesitated.
But Lin Yi's action was not slow at all.
He pushed forward the body of the Northern Wei cultivator that he used as a shield.
It seemed like it was just a casual push, but the two charging Northern Wei sergeants who were hit by the body of the Northern Wei cultivator felt as if they were hit by a speeding carriage. They had no ability to resist and screamed in agony.
He was knocked away, and there was a clear cracking sound from the bones on his body.
Lin Yi saw clearly the position of an archer in front, and then threw out the short spear still dripping with warm blood.
The Northern Wei archery master looked at Lin Yi and subconsciously wanted to crawl down. However, for some reason, he only felt that Lin Yi's movements were very clear in his eyes, but he seemed to be frozen and couldn't keep up.
The speed of the falling spear.
There was a soft pop.
The Northern Wei archer fell back like a felled tree, and what he saw with his shocked and dazed eyes was the sky above.
The short spear that penetrated from his back plunged deeply into the city wall behind him with a wave of blood, splashing up a cloud of stone dust.
…
The city walls trembled.
Several heavily armored soldiers from the Northern Wei Dynasty who were not afraid of death ran wildly towards Lin Yi.
These sergeants wearing ordinary heavy armor knew that they could not be Lin Yi's opponent, but they still wanted to rely on their own weight and body to restrain Lin Yi for an instant.
Lin Yi frowned slightly.
He missed the heavy mace that was inconvenient to carry on the road.
But he is not a pedantic person after all.
So his eyes fell on the damaged ballista in front of him.
There was a cry of exclamation.
He lifted the heavy ballista with one arm and smashed it at the heavily armored sergeants who were rushing towards them.
Heart-stopping crashing and shattering sounds continued to sound.
The heavy ballista continued to fall apart in Lin Yi's hands, and finally only a piece of splintered wood remained in Lin Yi's hands.
But the several heavy-armored sergeants fell heavily to the ground amid the flying debris. The only heavy-armored sergeant who still tried to stand up was hit on the head again by the piece of wood thrown by Lin Yi, and there was a muffled sound.
During the earthquake, there was no movement.
…
A frightened low-level general of the Northern Wei Dynasty appeared in front of the short black spear that was stuck diagonally on the city wall with a pale face. He did not dare to confront Lin Yi. At this time, all he could think about was to use this spear with astonishing penetrating power.
Pull out the short spear, and then throw it away far away, so that it will not fall into the hands of that terrifying young practitioner from the Southern Dynasty who is as terrifying as a savage beast.
However, before his slightly trembling hands came into contact with the short black spear, from the corner of his eye, he noticed that another young man from the Southern Dynasty had arrived not far away from him.
This young man from the Southern Dynasties is Rong Yi.
Since Lin Yi wouldn't let him take action easily, he really hadn't taken action before. When all eyes were attracted to Lin Yi, he kept a very low profile on this section of the city wall. But before deciding to enter the city from here, Lin Yi said
If he was asked to collect the weapons on his behalf, he would naturally try his best to recover the flying spears thrown by Lin Yi.
The low-ranking general of the Northern Wei Dynasty suddenly turned his head, and his hand fell on the handle of the knife beside him.
Rong Yi took a deep breath. He looked at the beast-like eyes of this low-ranking Northern Wei general, and unconsciously showed an expression that he didn't want the other party to take action.
It's not that he's afraid of fighting, it's just that he doesn't like killing people even when facing enemies.
But what disappointed him was that the low-ranking general of the Northern Wei Dynasty roared and rushed forward.
Rong Yi took a deep breath and raised his head without looking at the general.
With a soft hiss, a sword light flew out from his back and passed by the general's throat.
The Northern Wei general only ran three steps when there was a strange sound in his throat, and he could no longer breathe. He covered the blood and air bubbles gushing from his throat and fell forward.
Rong Yi moved, reached over his body, and pulled out the short spear.
His battle here ended too quickly, and there was not even a big movement compared to other places. However, many people around him saw clearly the sword light that flew in the air like a spiritual snake and returned to his back instantly.
Flying swords are always the most feared thing by ordinary soldiers.
Not only does it represent the realm of the cultivator, but more importantly, the flying sword harvests lives so quickly that ordinary soldiers cannot resist it.
Ordinary sergeants, especially those who were not under Xiao Donghuang, did not have the same awareness as those generals.
Looking at the long swords behind Rong Yi and the short spear they had just pulled out, they all backed away in fear, fearing that the sword light would become interested in them.
Quietly, the battle situation on this section of the city wall has changed.