The Origin of Arcane

In the past, for Bivis, who is quite good at water, a moat of about 20 meters wide was just a matter of holding his breath.

Now it has become so long.

Too many people jumped into the moat at the same time, making it extremely crowded.

In the icy water of the river, there seemed to be a demon hidden, absorbing his few physical strength.

Hold on, hold on, we'll be there soon, we'll be there soon. Bivis cheered himself up desperately in his heart.

Use the current as much as possible, and paddle to the opposite bank bit by bit.

The rich experience of living in water told him that at such a time, one must not be in a hurry. Although he didn't know the principle, he knew the result.

The combination of violent activities and icy river water will increase the probability of his legs and feet cramp.

In such cases leg cramps have only one outcome - death.

No one will lend a helping hand to him, the only thing he can rely on now is himself.

It's finally here. Bivis squeezed out a smile on his frozen blue face, and he could go ashore in a few meters.

At this moment, he suddenly felt his waist sink, and something entangled him, and then he was dragged into the water, caught off guard, and took another sip of water.

Bivis turned pale with fright, no longer cared about conserving his strength, and paddled frantically, trying to resurface himself.

calm! calm!

Be sure to calm down!

Bivis told himself that at this time, not only would panic not help him, but it would speed up his death, and only calmness could save him.

Bivis opened his eyes in the water, looked around quickly, and was hugged by a young woman.

This female crocodile had been soaking in the water for an unknown amount of time. There was an unnatural tinge of blue in her pale complexion. It was obvious that her body had suffered severe hypothermia.

Like most drowning people, this female crocodile instinctively did not let go after grabbing someone.

let go!

Bivis broke the woman's hands vigorously, conveying his meaning with his eyes.

Help me, please, help me.

The eyes of this female crocodile seemed to be able to speak, and she shook her head vigorously while conveying information to Bivis.

Bivis was the last straw she caught, she had no strength to catch another one, how could she let it go so easily.

Let go, or the two of us will die together.

Bivis yelled frantically in his heart, he had no more energy left.

Whether he can send himself ashore is a problem, let alone bring another living person.

The female crocodile who entangled him was like an octopus, clung to him tightly and refused to let go, and finally both feet entangled him, with a very firm attitude, that is, if you don't save me, then the two of you will die together.

go to hell!

Bivis waved his hand violently, and the broken arrow, which he held tightly all the time, pierced the female crocodile's neck.

Uh...uh...

The female crocodile's eyes widened.

Just like a fish coming ashore, it kept opening its mouth wide, and countless bubbles spewed out with bright red blood, instantly filling the surrounding waters.

With a lot of blood loss, the female crocodile's beautiful big talking eyes quickly lost their color, and her legs and feet also lost strength, allowing Bivis to break free from her embrace.

However, because he was dragged into the water for too long, he couldn't hold his breath anymore, so he came out of the water and poured a few mouthfuls of river water hard.

I don't know if it was Bivis' illusion, but the last few mouthfuls of river water had an indelible smell of blood.

Bivis didn't dare to delay any longer, and climbed onto the shore with all his strength, and this time there was no accident.

In the same situation, if it happened again, he might not have a chance to climb up.

Bivis didn't care that this was still a battlefield, he just lay sprawled on the shore, letting other people trample over him, exhaled wildly, and just stared at the sky in a daze.

At this moment, the sky seemed to be gray.

Regardless of active or passive, the young crocodile people have become the kind of people they hate the most. The arrows they are going to use to kill traitors are first stained with the blood of innocent people.

To be honest, Bivis didn't have much hatred for the female crocodile. Although she almost killed herself, many of her reactions in that situation were completely instinctive reactions of the body, even her consciousness. Everything is blurry.

Even if you don't save me, the feeling that the two of you will die together is mostly Bivis' personal imagination, a personal imagination to convince himself to be ruthless.

Although Bivis became the kind of person he hated, he didn't have the idea of ​​just dying and being buried with the female crocodile.

On the contrary, the will to survive has become more tenacious. Now he is not only living for himself, but also bears the share of the female crocodile tribe to live together. He wants to get out of this purgatory alive.

So, after a short rest, Bivis turned around and got up, staggering towards the city wall.

Climbing ashore wet all over, not only did he not warm up, but he was about to turn into a popsicle when he was blown by the cold wind. If he didn’t run quickly, he would die under the city wall with a strange smile like the person in front of him. —Frozen to death.

Go away! It's mine! It's mine!

I arrived first, I arrived first!

Please, let me go up first, let me go up first, if I don't go up, I will die here.

Get out of the way, I will go first, if anyone stops me, I will kill him.

Bivis' previous cautiousness made him lag far behind those who rushed forward regardless of his own body.

Many crocodile people rushed under the city wall, and they had exhausted their limited strength. Many dragged on the ropes, but they had no strength to climb up.

The five or six meter high city wall seems to have become an insurmountable natural danger.

Many of them were forcibly dragged up by the owner of the rope on the city wall. The speed can be imagined, but it can be slow.

And the number of ropes dropped from the city wall of Brother Port is quite limited. Now there are a lot of people gathered under the city wall, and they all want to climb up and escape at the first time.

It is conceivable that the competition is fierce. Speaking of which, there is a strong smell of blood between the lips and teeth.

Knives have been used in many places, crude weapons, stones, fists, teeth... all the means that can be used have been used, as if they are not facing their clansmen, but life and death enemies, fully showing the bad roots of human nature.

It's okay to say that you are numb, or that you have seen too much.

Faced with this kind of thing, it was already difficult for Bivis to make waves in his heart. He could kill someone for a piece of bread the size of a palm, let alone what he was facing now was the way out of his natural life.

How can they not fight? How not to grab it?

Lives without self-sacrifice emerge.

There are good people like the lame old man, most of them have died halfway, and even if they didn't die, they have learned to be selfish.

In this purgatory, it seems that only selfishness can make them live longer.

Bivis huddled under the city wall, while taking off his thin clothes and wringing them dry, he watched coldly, gathering strength, and waiting for a more suitable time.

Compared with the open river bank, it is not so cold with the city wall covering it, at least for a while, it should not freeze to death.

While thinking this way, Bivis wrapped the sack around his body even tighter.

The sacks on his body were naturally used to carry the soil before. When they no longer functioned as a shield, Bivis took the time to empty them and wrap them around his body to keep warm.

Originally wanted to hold the moat, but was pushed into the water ahead of time, and the plan was completely ruined.

It was almost lost when it was pulled by the female crocodile tribe.

But before climbing to the shore, he was squeezed to his side again by accident, and was brought up by him smoothly.

The cold protection ability provided by this thing is very limited, but it is better than nothing.

Under the city wall outside Brother Hong Kong, at this moment, all kinds of life are revealed, in the darkest way.

What are they doing?

The cannon fodder of the crocodile people changed, which quickly attracted Ake Messer's attention.

For this kind of tentative attack, of course he had to watch from behind to observe Brother Hong Kong's reaction and prepare for the full-scale attack in the future.

He didn't expect this psychological attack to work.

No matter from the previous beach sniping, or the defensive preparations of Brother Port.

The Yong Ye army leader has shown his meticulous side, how could such a difficult opponent be taken down by a small mind-attacking tactic?

It is true to try the defense capabilities of Brother Port.

At the beginning, Brother Port's reaction did not exceed Ake Messer's expectations. It was quite satisfactory and did not give these crocodiles a chance to approach the moat at all.

When the rope on the top of the city was thrown down, it was a bit incomprehensible.

This is planning to use this method to save people, isn't it too child's play?

No matter what kind of thinking the other party is in, it is a big opportunity for the Kingsley family. Ake Messer waved his hand and said: Send mercenaries up, tell them, the first ones to climb up Those at the head of the city, regardless of whether the city is broken or not, will receive a reward of 10,000.

My lord general has an order that the first one to climb to the top of the city, regardless of whether the city is broken or not, will be rewarded with a reward of 10,000.

In front of the mercenary team, Ake Messer's messenger shouted loudly while running past at high speed.

The mercenaries of the Kingsley family were composed of outlaws from the former border city and the Brians from the Huayu Plateau.

Under the heavy reward, there must be a brave man.

Even though they knew that the Kingsley family was recruiting high-level cannon fodder, they couldn't refuse the high commission offered, and suddenly there were so many followers.

In just one month, another mercenary of more than 50,000 people was gathered again.

As for quality, don't think too much about it. Anyway, those who can carry weapons count.

For this uneven team, Akemesser still has no intention of reorganizing it. Anyway, it is temporary. Even if they all die in battle, they don't feel bad.

They hadn't played so early before, but there was an unknown situation at Brother Port, so let's try the water.

For these soldiers who come for money, nothing can motivate their morale more than money.

The bounty is 10,000. As expected of the family lying on the golden mountain, it is a generous move. Haha, the bounty must be mine.

With your thin arms and legs, you still want to get the bounty. Just dream, the bounty must belong to our brother.

Hey, wait a minute. It's useless to be big. The premise is that you can climb the city wall. I'm afraid that your brothers will die on the way without even having a chance to touch the city wall.

A bunch of idiots, do you think this 10,000 bounty is so easy to get? Just look at the bunch of poor people in front of you. Wait a minute, it's your fate to come back alive.

Afraid of death? Afraid of death, what are you doing here?

Because I'm more afraid of being poor.

Haha, this sentence makes sense, poverty is more terrifying than death.

These mercenaries heard that the first person to climb the city wall was rewarded with 10,000 yuan, and they roared excitedly. They didn't care whether they were alive to get the money. If they were afraid of life and death, they wouldn't be here, wouldn't they? ?

For people like them, there is something more terrible than death in this world-poverty.

As long as they can get money, they don't care even if they risk their lives to gamble.

kill!

Following an order, 50,000 mercenaries, like a flood, flooded towards Brother Port.

This charging momentum is not comparable to those of the previous crocodile tribe.

Although the mercenaries are good and bad, there are more or less capable people among them. Most of the heinous criminals can't get along in other places and go to border cities that don't care.

At this moment, each of them is very brave, charging at the front line.

It didn't take long for them to surpass many crocodile cannon fodder who attacked first, and many thugs, disliked these people for being in the way, chopped them to the ground with a knife.

In their eyes, killing people should not be too common.

The longest throw.

New orders have also changed on the city wall of Brother Port.

hum!

Densely packed arrows rose into the sky, covering the sky like locusts crossing the border.

This is the real rain of arrows.

It is four or five times denser than before.

This is the longbowman of the crocodile tribe. Although there is an engineering regiment led by the Yongye Army on the city wall, many of them are manipulating the siege equipment. The defensive area is long and they are on duty. On average, the density Not big, the main force of the archers is still the crocodile tribe.

Xiao En and the others were really worried about the melee ability of the crocodiles. The leader of the Yongye army had ample reserves of bows and arrows over the years, so they simply transferred them all to Andis longbowmen.

Anyway, I don't count on their accuracy, as long as I can draw the bow and shoot the arrows.

In this kind of large battlefield where more than 100,000 people are facing each other, whether the bow and arrow can kill people depends not on accuracy, but on luck.

After a battle, those eagle archers may not be able to kill one person, and those who don't know how to archery may kill several people if they shoot randomly, it all depends on whether they are protected by the goddess of luck.

Looking down from the sky, the line of mercenaries charging was instantly emptied.

In the cleared area, no less than three long arrows were stuck on each corpse.

These mercenaries not only come from a variety of backgrounds, but also use a variety of equipment. Some use high-quality long swords produced by the Kingsley family, and some hold homemade dung forks.

It all depends on their own financial resources.

However, in terms of armor, it is usually very average.

The best ones are studded nails, which are greasy and have been worn for many years.

Most of them are just an animal skin or a few layers of sackcloth.

If they could buy a suit of iron armor, they wouldn't come here to be mercenaries.

The only thing that can be called a means of defense should be a simple wooden shield in hand.

These wooden shields can be seen to be made temporarily, and most of them do not even have a piece of iron on them. They are simply made of rattan or hemp rope, and a few wooden boards are pieced together.

These wooden boards can be seen to be made of local wood from the Swamp of Despair. The wood is sparse and not a good choice for making wooden shields.

These are pretty good, and some simply use rattan shields made of rattan.

If this kind of shield is used against ordinary military bows, it will be more or less effective, but against the Andis longbow of the leader of Yongye, the effect will be quite limited.

Let alone armor-piercing heavy arrows, even ordinary flying arrows can easily pierce them.

What's more, the arrow rain is so dense, this kind of simple shield can hardly protect the whole body, and they can't lift their heads under the pressure.

This has nothing to do with whether they are fierce or not, it is purely the rolling of weapons.

So again and again.

The mercenary army charged three times and was pushed back three times, leaving thousands of corpses each time.

The situation was worse than the crocodile cannon fodder. After all, when dealing with the crocodile cannon fodder, only the longbowmen of the Yong Ye army were shooting.

Not to mention the city wall of Brother Port, it is still more than ten meters away from the moat.

General, if you continue to fight like this, it won't work. In a few days, all these mercenaries will destroy this place. It is meaningless except to consume the opponent's arrow stock. The opponent's defense equipment has not been used yet. A lieutenant general Very cryptic suggestion to Ake Messer.

Although these mercenaries are cannon fodder, they are not so expendable.