Many soldiers in the Southern Dynasties did not know how to deal with themselves.
They suddenly discovered that there seemed to be no need for them to do anything at this time.
There was no military order, and they were a little confused as to what to do.
They even found that there was no need to rush forward and brave the enemy's arrows to push down the long ladders leaning against the wall.
They even somewhat understood Lin Yi's thoughts.
After those long ladders are pushed away, they can be put up again.
Even if these ladders are damaged, they can be repaired quickly, and even as the floating bridge is built wider, more and more can be added.
If the soldiers of the Northern Wei Dynasty gather below, they will always be below and will not decrease.
Lin Yi wanted these Northern Wei soldiers to come up and kill them!
The Northern Wei sergeants on the long ladder began to rush up the city wall. At the same time, more enemies rushed towards Lin Yi. One after another, the Northern Wei sergeants rushed towards him.
However the results are the same.
When Lin Yi slashed out, originally two or three heads flew out, but now four or five heads flew out.
When he slashed out with his sword, originally three or four people fell over and flew out of the city wall, but now there were five or six people overturned and flew out of the city wall.
The first batch of practitioners and warriors who jumped down from the ladder were originally the strongest group of people in this cavalry army. After these people had been killed by him, more of these Wei troops came.
It doesn't make him feel more threatened.
The first group of people even made him move a step, but these Northern Wei sergeants who came after him like waves couldn't even make him move a step.
He stood as still as a rock, not even his expression changed.
His sword skills and sword moves didn't even change much. It seemed like the same moves were made over and over again. However, compared with these ordinary soldiers, his sword was still too fast and his power was still too powerful.
The practitioner's flying sword was faster than his killing speed, far more shocking and frightening than his slashing with one sword after another. However, as time went by, no one felt this way anymore.
The soldiers of the Northern Wei Dynasty who rushed up one after another were like rotten vegetable leaves, constantly turning over the city wall and falling down. The other soldiers of the Northern Wei Dynasty who were still on the city wall did not win a better ending. Their bodies were just piled up in random places.
However, not a single soldier from the Southern Dynasty fell, because there was always only one person facing those ladders and long ladders.
The man's demeanor and movements seemed to have never changed.
No matter how brave the Northern Wei sergeant was, he was gradually filled with fear as he looked at the knife and sword that caused waves of blood every time he swung them.
This kind of killing of enemies becomes clearer the farther away they are from the city wall.
During the previous construction, the Northern Wei army was full of shouts and cheers. However, as the battle progressed, such shouts and cheers gradually disappeared, and there were only screams and desperate cries that kept ringing from the city walls.
Screams.
On the pontoon below the city, among the piles of Northern Wei sergeants who were already crowded under the long ladders and cloud ladders, there was a dead silence.
The more experienced warriors and practitioners are in combat, the more fear they feel.
Yan Qinghe always had the attitude of not willing to die easily. For him, he was just a general leading the army, so he only needed to be responsible for making the Northern Wei soldiers under him brave. As for the confidants who followed him and defected to the Northern Wei Dynasty, he
We won't let them go up there to die.
However, at this moment, as he looked at the figure on the city wall who was constantly killing people, his body began to tremble involuntarily.
He can't understand.
He had already seen Lin Yi's face clearly.
Although he did not know much about the military affairs of the Southern Dynasties, especially since he had become a general in the Northern Wei Dynasty this spring, he could not directly deduce Lin Yi's identity from Lin Yi's face, but Lin Yi was too young, so he could be sure.
No matter in the Southern Dynasty or the Northern Wei Dynasty, it was impossible for there to be such a young spiritual practitioner.
However, if you are not a practitioner of the Divine Mind Realm, even if you are a practitioner at the peak of the Heaven Bearing Realm, fighting like this, the true energy in your body may not last for half an hour.
Behind Yan Qinghe, tens of thousands of Northern Wei troops, literally like a tide, had all pressed to the river bank.
Because the size of the pontoon at this time could not accommodate too many troops to attack the city at the same time, the tens of thousands of Northern Wei troops did not receive further military orders and just stayed on the river bank.
The noise of dust was still flying in the sky behind them. Looking at the battle scene on the city wall across the river, the army quickly fell silent.
Not only Yan Qinghe, but almost no practitioners in this army have ever seen such a fighting method.
In a stopped carriage, a middle-aged priest wearing a dark red robe slowly rolled up the door curtain.
He quietly looked at the light brought by Lin Yi's sword and said softly: "This man is not an ordinary practitioner. His physical strength and endurance are amazing, and it seems that he does not use a lot of true energy when fighting."
"Then this person should be Lin Yi from Tie Cejun."
Next to this carriage, there was a Northern Wei general in black soft armor sitting on an extraordinarily tall green horse. He wore a black iron mask on his face, and there were mysterious things on the mask, like layers of flowers.
The rune reads, "Tie Ce Army is one of the armies that came to the rescue this time, and I heard that the exercises practiced by Lin Yi, the leader of this Tie Ce Army, are very strange, and they seem to be some kind of method that only cultivates the physical body."
"Lin Yi?" The middle-aged priest wearing a crimson robe in the carriage shook his head and repeated the name, not knowing what his emotions were.
"He is Lin Wangbei's son." said the Northern Wei general.
"oh?"
The middle-aged worshiper was a little surprised. He looked at Lin Yi seriously again, and then said softly: "Look again."
At this time, among the Northern Wei army, the particularly generous chariot also stopped.
The particularly burly Northern Wei general sitting on top of the chariot was the commander-in-chief of this army at this time. If he did not issue new military orders, this army would not make any new moves.
"As long as you are human, you will be tired."
"If he wants to kill, let him kill."
"I want to drive them to utter despair."
The extremely tall Northern Wei general said indifferently.
His eyes were full of majesty and mockery, but of course there was no trace of fear.
The man who looked like a military advisor next to him was silent. He was the only one who understood the words of the Northern Wei general the fastest at this time.
At this time, the number of their army was at least ten times that of the Southern Dynasty army in Zhongli City.
The commander next to him wanted to remind the Southern Dynasty people in the city of this.
He really wanted to see how the Southern Dynasty people in the city felt after the young Southern Dynasties cultivator who killed the enemy in this way was finally killed by a mass of people.
He didn't care at all about Yan Qinghe's three thousand cavalry.
And he didn't think that man could kill all three thousand cavalry.
Even if 3,000 people do nothing but line up and stretch their necks to be beheaded by that person, that person will die from exhaustion.