Lin Yi is a human being, and of course people get tired.
Even if you don't have anything in your hands, you will gradually feel tired if you just keep repeating the action of raising your hands and putting them down.
But what this arrogant Northern Wei general didn't expect was that Lin Yi had no way out. Even if he was tired, he would die of exhaustion in this city. What's more important is that even if he was tired, he would be stronger than the average person.
Much slower.
The scorching sun gradually climbed up in the sky. As time passed, Lin Yi did not stand still, he moved.
It wasn't because he finally couldn't bear it anymore and was forced back by the Northern Wei sergeants who came one after another, but because the corpses of the Northern Wei sergeants around him were piling up higher and higher, making it inconvenient for him to swing and draw his sword.
The dead are huge, and any act of trampling on the dead would usually make people feel unhappy, but in such a battle formation, no one would care.
He naturally moved to higher ground.
The bodies of the Northern Wei sergeants he killed gradually piled up at his feet, forming a tower.
It was only then that the core of the tower that he used as a gun and stick really looked like a core.
Not only the Northern Wei sergeants on Jiangxin Island and on the banks of the Jiangbei River, but also the Southern Dynasty sergeants on the city walls looked strange.
They have seen many practitioners kill people, but they have never seen anyone kill someone like this.
The despair in their hearts was disappearing, but instead they felt that the Northern Wei soldiers under the city were desperate.
"Do you really want him to continue killing like this?"
A general who had followed Yan Qinghe many years ago came to Yan Qinghe. His face was as pale as snow.
"Would you like me to give it a try?"
Another general who had also followed Yan Qinghe many years ago looked at the city wall and whispered uneasily.
"don't want."
Yan Qinghe's body was a little stiff, and he swallowed hard, but he said without hesitation.
He had never seen such fighting and killing in his life.
At this time, at least more than 700 soldiers had died under Lin Yi's sword.
When he and his confidants thought about it, this young Southern Dynasty practitioner should have been exhausted to the extreme, and his true energy should have been exhausted. However, in his shrinking eyes at this time, the man on the city wall who was against the sky light could be seen.
However, the young Southern Dynasty practitioner never seems to get tired, and there is no difference in how he draws and draws his sword from before.
The young Southern Dynasty practitioner standing on the pile of corpses even made him feel more and more relaxed, because no one would jump from his head at this time.
Although those ladders are still standing well, they are in vain.
These ladders are more stable than those long ladders erected on the city wall. These long ladders erected on the city wall are like winding paths on the cliffs, and these ladders are like wide mountain stairs. However, the easier it is to climb, the easier it is to climb.
The sooner he gets closer to the young Southern Dynasty practitioner, the sooner he will die.
Therefore, those ladders became increasingly empty and deserted. The sergeants of the Northern Wei Dynasty who were slightly close to these ladders did not wait for the generals around them to scold them, but they rushed past and rushed to the bottom of the already crowded long ladder in front.
Viewed from a distance, the Northern Wei sergeants at the bottom of these long ladders were like ants forming a mass, while the Northern Wei sergeants climbing up were obviously much slower.
Being much slower means that there are fewer enemies appearing around Lin Yi at the same time.
Yan Qinghe didn't want to try it himself, and he didn't want to follow his subordinates loyally to try it. He had a strange intuition that whether he or any of his subordinates went up, the result would be the same as these Northern Wei sergeants.
Based on his own life and death, Yan Qinghe could endure it, but among the Northern Wei army watching the battle from across the bank, some people could no longer endure it.
Not everyone can understand the coach's thoughts, and not everyone can agree with the coach's thoughts.
A swordsman with a resolute expression came not far from the extraordinarily wide chariot. He knelt down on one knee, lowered his head, and said: "The Northern Army of Tian'an enshrines Jing Yue. Please fight. Please accept the general's permission."
The extremely burly Northern Wei general on the chariot looked extremely gloomy.
But he didn't want to change his mind just yet.
He slowly stretched out his right arm, intending to wave the swordsman who took the initiative to retreat. However, at this moment, something that no one could have imagined happened.
Lin Yi on the city wall suddenly stopped.
Just a pause attracted the attention of everyone in this Northern Wei army.
It was not because Lin Yi stopped fighting, but because the Northern Wei sergeants who were rushing towards Lin Yi suddenly stopped.
There were more than ten Northern Wei soldiers who were already standing only a few steps away from Lin Yi, but they all stopped.
Their bodies were shaking, and they turned around and looked down.
Several colleagues whom they all knew by name collapsed.
They were already on the ladder, but their faces were smeared with blood that was constantly splashed from above. They were so frightened that they finally couldn't bear it anymore, screamed, jumped off the ladder, and ran towards the back away from the city wall.
These were only a handful of people, but they made the army that surged up to the wall stop like a tide.
Because in fact, everyone's will has been overwhelmed, and everyone already wants to escape and stay away from this city wall.
"What do you want to do!"
"go back!"
Several sharp shouts sounded at the same time, but they were unable to stop the Northern Wei sergeants who turned back and fled.
"kill!"
Several sword lights lit up, and the heads of these Northern Wei sergeants flew up at the same time.
Deserters who run away from battle will have such consequences on any battlefield, but this time it triggered a strong backlash that no one expected.
"You are practitioners, why don't you go up yourself!"
"There are so many powerful practitioners waiting on the shore, why do we have to rush forward to die?"
"You know very well that we can't do anything to that person."
"So many people have already died, why do we have to die?"
Countless angry voices sounded at the same time.
Seeing such changes, the proud commander-in-chief of the Northern Wei Dynasty on the chariot frowned deeply, and he began to regret the decision he made at the beginning.
However, at this moment, Lin Yi, who had been silently killing the enemy, spoke up.
He raised his head, looked at the already chaotic cavalry of the Northern Wei Dynasty, and said: "Are all the generals of the Northern Wei Dynasty so unbearable? No one dares to come up to compete, will they just let these ordinary people come up and die?"
His voice was full of breath and loud.
Of course he couldn't help but be tired.
In fact, his arms are very sore and swollen now, and he really wants to have a recliner for him to lie on right away.
But he couldn't show any signs of fatigue.
This is his way of provoking generals.
If faced with a Northern Wei general, it may not be able to have a special effect, but it happens that the commander of this Northern Wei cavalry army is a general who rebelled against the Southern Dynasty.
"A general from the Northern Wei Dynasty? He is just a coward from the Southern Dynasty!"
"You don't even dare to fight for the Southern Dynasties. What qualifications do you have to drive us to die!"
Angry shouts sounded out.
"what are you saying!"
A general next to Yan Qinghe shouted loudly with a livid face. He subconsciously drew his sword and pointed it at the sergeants closest to him.
Yan Qinghe's expression changed drastically. He wanted to stop his general from doing this, but he didn't have time.
"What, do you want to kill us?"
"Kill these Southern cowards!"
"Even if it means death, we must kill them first!"
A furious roar rang out.
These Northern Wei soldiers immediately poured out all their anger and fear on these generals.
Lin Yi was startled.
He had no idea that his words would have such an effect.
Several screams of despair and panic rang out.
The figures of Yan Qinghe and several generals were quickly overwhelmed by the figures of these Northern Wei sergeants.