Lin Yi is a human being, so of course people will be tired.

Even if there is nothing in your hand, you just repeat the movements of raising your hand and putting it down, you will gradually feel tired.

But what this arrogant general of the Northern Wei Dynasty did not expect was that Lin Yi had no way out. Even if he was tired, he would die of exhaustion in this city. Another more important point is that even if he was tired, he would be much slower than ordinary people.

The scorching sun gradually climbed up in the sky. As time went by, Lin Yi did not stand in place, and he moved.

It was not because he was finally a little unbearable and forced back by the Northern Wei soldiers who had been going on one after another, but because the bodies of the Northern Wei soldiers around him were piled up higher and higher, which made him inconvenient to swing his sword and shoot out his sword.

The dead are the most important, and any behavior of trampling on the dead will make people feel unhappy. However, in such a battle formation, no one will care.

He moved to a high place naturally.

The bodies of the Northern Wei soldiers who were killed by him gradually piled up at his feet and piled up into towers.

Until this time, the tower heart that he used as a gun stick truly looked like a tower heart.

Not only the Northern Wei soldiers on Jiangxinzhou and on the banks of Jiangbei River, but also the Southern Dynasty soldiers on the city walls became strange.

They have seen many practitioners kill people, but have never seen them kill people like this.

The despair in their hearts was disappearing, but they felt that the Northern Wei soldiers under the city were very desperate.

...

"I really want him to continue killing like this?"

A general who had been following Yan Qinghe many years ago came to Yan Qinghe's side, his face pale as snow.

"Do you want me to give it a try?"

Another general who also began following Yan Qinghe many years ago looked at the city wall and said softly with some anxiety.

"don't want."

Yan Qinghe's body was a little stiff. He swallowed a mouthful of water with difficulty, but said without hesitation.

He had never seen such a battle or murder in his life.

At this time, at least more than 700 soldiers died under Lin Yi's sword.

In his opinion, this young Southern Dynasty practitioner should have been extremely tired and his true energy should have been exhausted. However, in his constantly shrinking pupils, the young Southern Dynasty practitioner who was against the sky light on the city wall seemed to never be tired, and he could not see the difference between his sword and sword and before.

This young Southern Dynasty practitioner standing on the pile of corpses even gave him a feeling of increasing ease, because no one would jump from his head at this time.

Although those ladders are still standing well, they are useless.

These cloud ladders are more stable than those long ladders mounted on the city wall. These long ladders mounted on the city wall are like small paths on cliffs, and these cloud ladders are like wide stairs and mountain paths. However, the easier it is to climb, the faster it will approach the young Southern Dynasties practitioner, and then the faster it will die.

So the ladders became more and more empty, and gradually disappeared. The Northern Wei soldiers who were slightly close to these ladders rushed over without waiting for the generals around to scold them, and rushed to the bottom of the already crowded ladder ahead.

From a distance, the Northern Wei soldiers under the long ladder were already grouped like ants, while the Northern Wei soldiers climbing up were obviously much slower.

If it is much slower, it means that there are fewer enemies around Lin Yi at the same time.

Yan Qinghe himself didn't want to try it, nor did he want to follow his generals to try it with him with great faith. He had a strange intuition that no matter whether he or any of his generals went up, the result would be the same as these Northern Wei soldiers.

...

Based on his own life and death, Yan Qinghe was able to endure it, but there were already people in the Northern Wei army watching the battle across the river.

Not everyone can understand the coach's idea, and not everyone can agree with the coach's idea.

A swordsman with a firm expression came not far from the particularly wide chariot. He knelt on one knee, lowered his head, and said, "The Northern Army of Tianan is dedicated to Jing Yue, please fight, please agree."

The extremely burly Northern Wei general on the chariot had a very gloomy face.

But he didn't want to change his mind just that.

He slowly stretched out his right arm and wanted to wave his hand to let the swordsman who took the initiative to ask for the battle to retreat. However, at this moment, something happened that no one could have imagined.

Lin Yi on the city wall suddenly stopped.

Just a pause attracted the attention of everyone in the Northern Wei army.

It was not because Lin Yi could not fight, but because the Northern Wei soldiers who rushed towards Lin Yi suddenly stopped.

More than a dozen Northern Wei soldiers stopped even though they were already standing a few steps away from Lin Yi.

Their bodies were trembling, and they turned around and looked down.

Several colleagues who were all able to name their names collapsed.

They were already on the ladder, but the blood that kept spilling from above covered their faces. They were extremely frightened and finally couldn't bear it. They screamed and jumped off the ladder and ran to the back far away from the city wall.

These were only a very few people, but the army, which was like a tide, stopped.

Because in fact, everyone's will is already overwhelmed, everyone already wants to escape and want to stay away from this city wall.

"What do you want to do!"

"go back!"

Several loud shouts sounded at the same time, but they could not stop the Northern Wei soldiers who fled back.

"kill!"

Several sword lights lit up, and the heads of these Northern Wei soldiers flew up at the same time.

The deserters who escaped at the last minute would have such a result on any battlefield, but this time it aroused a strong backlash that no one expected.

"You are practitioners, why don't you go to the top!"

"There are so many powerful practitioners waiting on the shore, why do we just rush up and die?"

"You know we can't do anything to that person at all."

"So many people have already died, why do we have to die!"

Countless angry voices sounded at the same time.

Seeing this change, the proud Northern Wei commander 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 killing the enemy silently, spoke out.

He raised his head, looked at the already chaotic Northern Wei cavalry, and said, "Are the generals of the Northern Wei Dynasty so unbearable? No one dared to come up and compete, would he only let these ordinary people come up and die?"

His voice was full of energy and loud.

Of course he can't be untired.

His arms are actually sore and he really wants to have a recliner chair that can let him lie down immediately.

But he could not show any signs of fatigue.

He is an act of provoking.

If you face a general of the Northern Wei Dynasty, it may not be able to have a special effect, but coincidentally, the commander of this Northern Wei cavalry was a general who rebelled in the Southern Dynasties.

"The general of the Northern Wei Dynasty? He is just a coward from the Southern Dynasty!"

"You don't even dare to fight for the Southern Dynasty. What qualifications do you have to drive us up and die!"

Angry shouts sounded.

"What do you say!"

A general beside Yan Qinghe shouted with a pale face. He subconsciously drew his sword and pointed it at the soldiers closest to him.

Yan Qinghe's expression changed drastically. He wanted to stop his general's actions, but he didn't have time.

"What, do you want to kill us?"

"Kill these cowards in the Southern Dynasty!"

"Even if you die, you must kill them first!"

Angry roar sounded.

These Northern Wei soldiers instantly poured all their anger and fear onto these generals.

Lin Yi was stunned.

He had never expected that what he said would have such an effect.

Several screams of despair and horror rang out.
Chapter completed!