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Chapter 190 Trapped Beasts and Dead Carriers ([-])
"I know~"

"Understand~"

Responding to Hu Biao's two voices in this way, they sounded from the mouths of the two rookies Zhan Xiang and Wu Zu respectively.

At the next moment, the two of them stood at a distance of one or two meters behind Hu Biao, constantly using the bows and arrows in their hands to suppress the Huns.

There is no way for the Huns, too many people can rush up at one time.

As a result, after hearing Hu Biao's request, according to the actual situation at the scene, the two immediately responded with such a sentence.

no way!Don't look at the veterans of the team, almost all of them are gathered at the gate now.

Among the old birds, after getting rid of the two snipers, Lao Hei and Cang Guan, they needed to suppress and shoot those Huns who kept trying to get out of the wall.

Although there are still four veteran players, including Xufeng, Corn, Yang Dongli, and Singer, they have not yet filled in the most difficult front line.

According to the tradition of Hu Biao and the others, before the old bird dies, it is reasonable to say that the rookie will not be on top.

But the above four veterans are now ready to take over behind Ban Chao, Gan Ying, etc., and even Yang Dongli stepped over Ma San's fallen body and just filled it up.

Naturally, there is no doubt about Ban Chao's strength, and Gan Ying's skill is also quite strong.

It's just that these people are also not strong. At this point in the battle, it seems that only Ban Chao's situation is slightly better.

Even Gan Ying, an expert, seemed to be struggling.

In desperation, the veterans can only be prepared to take over at any time, lest the Huns take the opportunity to rush out.

So if Feng Rui and Lang Qing can't handle it later, they can only be relatively reliable rookies like soldiers and war elephants, and they can fill in here and stand up.

The only good news is that as a large number of Huns continue to rush over and be killed; so that the pile of corpses piled up on the ground is getting higher and higher.

It can be regarded as an extra wall of flesh and blood in front of Hu Biao and others, which slowed down the impact speed of the Huns...

In such a big environment, the war elephant put down the step bow in his hand and picked up the thick stick.

The soldier threw away the one-handed crossbow in his hand and replaced it with a self-made shield and long knife.

In short, after the two of them took a deep breath, they made a plan to step up immediately if Feng Rui and Lang Qing in front of them fell down.

And at a position further back, the team and the lecturer looked at each other.

Although it was the action of installing the crossbow in his hand and shooting it out immediately; but in his heart, he was also prepared to go up immediately when the elephant and the pawn died.

Their preparations are not because they look down on the combat effectiveness of the war elephant and the pawns, who are both rookies.

The main reason is that these people in the back, although compared with the people on the front line, consume less energy in terms of physical strength, and have fewer injuries on their bodies.

But until now, he still has the strength of six or seven points in his heyday.

In such a state, facing an even crazier opponent, even after going up to the top, it is estimated that if you go up to the top, you can last for 1 minute.

Even, there may only be three or 40 seconds.

As for the white-haired girl A Li, after hearing Hu Biao's yelling, she also hurried over to save her.

But in such a process of running over, she was quite surprised by the heavy breathing sound from her mouth and nose.

But thinking about it a little bit, I don't think it's so strange.

The reason was mainly because of dragging these tin can-like wounded people around, which was really too strenuous for a delicate girl like her.

Even in the previous time, she had already paid great attention to the two aspects of strength and physical strength.

After a period of time, her physical strength and strength have indeed improved significantly; but in this current kind of heavy physical activity, she naturally has a disadvantage.

The question is what can be done?Could it be that the wounded are left alone if they drag on?
Impossible, Hu Biao only asked about the result, not the process.

Women are used as men, and men are used as livestock. For Hu Biao, it is just the most basic operation, so there is no need to be surprised...

******
In the increasingly anxious battle, another 30 seconds passed.

That is to say, Ali dragged and counted the armor. Although it was lighter than Huang Yizhi, it was a small white-collar AT weighing close to 200 kilograms, and it was very difficult to drag it to the rear position.

When he and Huang Yizhi were put together.

With a bah~, Feng Rui, whose face was covered with a wet cloth and dropped during the battle, spit at the opponent in front of him.

In fact, the wet cloth on his face didn't fall off. At this moment, it seems that it can no longer play much role.

Why?Because there is no filtering effect.

Because of the heat wave brought by the wind, it seems to be hotter than the hair dryer in his house turned to the maximum; so the cloth that was originally wet is now almost completely dried.

The only fortunate thing is that they blocked the Huns inside the gate.

At present, the temperature around the body will only be hotter, and the other conditions will be worse.

But it is precisely because of this reason that the Huns are even more crazy.

Regardless of the short time since the war started, I don't know how many Huns died in his Fengrui's hands, and they still rushed forward frantically.

Even compared to when the war started, it was even crazier in the battle.

So the act of spitting was not because he was so sharp that he got angry at this moment and resorted to such a rogue method only used by children.

It's really because the current him doesn't have time to spare.

Just a second or two ago, a Hun with half of his eyebrows burned off rushed over with a big knife in both hands.

Although the slashing knife was blocked by a kite shield in his hand.

But this guy, whose eyebrows were half-burned off by the flames, refused to take a half step back at all, so that he could slash again with his big knife.

Or rather, the only thought left in his mind.

Just go forward, keep going forward, no matter what you have to rush out,
Because at this moment, the tops of the lush branches and leaves of the big trees in the yard have been ignited by the fire spreading in the strong wind.

Although it is estimated that it will take a minute or two before the whole tree is completely ignited
But from time to time, falling from the top of the head, those burning branches made the situation of the Huns in the yard worse.

Now there should be more than 100 Huns left in the yard.

During the countdown to death visible to the naked eye, they almost lost the slightest sense of reason, and they all turned into the most ferocious beasts at the end of the road.

There was no need to even hide in the crowd, a guy wearing a silk robe full of holes, who was obviously the envoy of the Huns envoys, urged them loudly.

All of them rushed towards the gate like crazy, to the extent that they didn't care about casualties in order to rush out.

This Hun wielding a big knife, even after he slashed with the knife and was blocked by Feng Rui, he was holding the handle with one hand and pushing the back of the knife with the other.

The whole person is like a wild bull with red eyes, and it is crushed here.

Trying to use brute force to push away Feng Rui who was standing in front of him, and then rushed out a path that represented vitality.

Feng Rui, who was blocking the gate, naturally couldn't let this guy get what he wanted. After throwing away the long knife in his left hand, he pushed his hands on the shield and kicked his legs firmly on the ground.

For a while, because Lang Qing and Hu Biao on the left and right positions were currently fighting with another opponent, they couldn't care about him.

So the two of them wrestled like two old cows.

If it's just like this, then it's nothing, but soon Fengrui was horrified to find out that it was because of intense consumption and a lot of blood loss from the wound.

With such a big man of 1.8 meters, he can't stand up to his eyes, and he is almost a head-short opponent.

Under the frenzied pushing and shoving of the other party, the hind leg supported by him was trembling now, and it seemed that he would soon be unable to withstand it.

Annoyed, his hands were too sharp to be free, and he just spit out.

PS: There was a power outage, these chapters were written in a hurry, please point out any typos...

(End of this chapter)