Chapter 739 The Lion and the Wolves 3

As the siege tower got closer, the dull sound of its advance and its giant-like size made the soldiers on the Roman wall quite frightened.

They pointed at the siege tower and shouted loudly, with fear written all over their faces, like small animals encountering a huge wolf.

"Don't be afraid! Don't be afraid! Fight back! Fight back!"

The archers drew out their oiled arrows and lit them in the braziers set up beside them. They raised their bows together, and a whole row of burning flames pointed directly at the "giant beast" in front of them.

"Aim! Aim!"

“Ka-ka-ka…”

The sound of bowstrings being pulled was heard, and countless flaming arrows were seen rushing towards the siege tower not far away like raindrops.

No matter how sharp the arrows were, they could only penetrate low-quality chain mail. They were powerless against the thick wooden boards, even if they were burning with sparks of fire.

“Squeak, squeak…”

The siege tower was less than five meters away from the Roman city wall. The Vandal soldiers on the top raised their javelins high and threw them downwards. The unprotected Roman soldiers were unable to block such an attack.

For a while, screams were heard everywhere, and transporting the wounded became an extremely difficult problem, so more wounded soldiers were struggling in a pool of blood.

The scorching sun made the whole scene particularly scorching. The defense that was thought to be in order was instantly thrown into chaos by the Vandals' powerful attack.

“Trample! Trample! Trample!”

The baffle on the siege tower fell suddenly and hit the stone battlements of the Roman wall heavily, knocking down several archers who had no time or space to dodge.

"Defend, the enemy is coming, defend!"

Vokrick shouted loudly, calling on the soldiers who were in chaos all around. He saw the Vandal siege tower on the battlements. Without any hesitation, Vokrick rushed up with a shield in hand.

"roar--"

The passage was opened, and the Vandals could no longer contain their anger. They only saw strong and huge barbarians holding battle axes, growling like beasts who had found their prey. Yes, the city walls were full of guys who could not withstand their heavy battle axes.

Yes, this was an exciting killing. The bloodthirsty guys would certainly not miss such a feast. They had already been unable to suppress their excited desire to kill.

"roar--"

All I could hear was their roars like muffled thunder, and I saw the baffles on the city wall trembling slightly. I could imagine how huge the size of these guys was.

"Meet the enemy head-on, meet the enemy head-on!"

Vokrick shouted loudly, and led soldiers with shields and spears to fill the gap in the city wall in front of the siege tower.

The Vandals' fierce attack did not frighten Vokrick as most soldiers who had never been to the battlefield did. Facing the ferocious battle axes and the equally ferocious and terrifying barbarians, they did not fear the enemy.

Vorrick raised his shield and rushed forward.

Similarly, the Vandals in the front discovered Vokrik. No matter which side they were on, they knew that this officer-looking guy was a priority target.

The guy, holding an axe, jumped up from the wooden board as if he was crazy.

Vorrick took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and raised his shield high above his head.

“Boom!”

A huge monster fell from the sky and stepped firmly on Vokrik's shield.

Such a heavy weight immediately made Vokrick crouch down, but fortunately Vokrick adjusted his strength in time. He exerted force suddenly and lifted up the Vandal man on the shield.

The sturdy Vandal seemed to understand Vokrik's intention. He widened his eyes and looked at his feet in horror. At this moment, he had no way to drive his body to do anything. He could do nothing.

"Go to hell!"

Vorrick roared, his face flushed red from the excessive force, and then he exerted force, stood up as quickly as possible, raised his shield high, and then leaned towards the battlement.

The sturdy Vandal standing on the shield leaned back unsteadily. He was terrified, and the ferocity on his face disappeared without a trace, replaced by fear. He screamed and fell on his back. His hands had already dropped the battle axe and were grabbing around, but he didn't catch anything, and he fell from the battlement with a miserable howl.

Vokrick was in no mood to admire his achievements. He held up his shield, but the second box of Vandals jumped down and hit his shield. The unprepared Vokrick could not withstand such a collision.

There was a dull thud, and Wokrick took two steps back before falling down with his head tilted back.

The Vandal was seen roaring and waving the battle axe in his hand, raising it above his head. At the moment of chopping down, the soldier next to Vokrick had already raised the Spada iron sword and stabbed it fiercely into the ribs of the Vandal.

Perhaps he did not expect to be attacked, for the Vandal half-knelt on the ground. The pain made him unable to use his strength. Even so, he still roared loudly, trying to cheer up his injured body with his roar.

Humans are so fragile that even a small penetrating wound can cause a person to lose their ability to fight or even die.

The soldier was a veteran of many battles. He did not intend to take the time to appreciate the guy's pain. Instead, he drew his iron sword, and a pool of blood splattered and the Vandal twitched.

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The soldier seized the Vandal by the head and lifted him up, then laid the blade of his sword upon his neck.

When preparing to pull.

The Vandal following closely behind him roared and rushed forward, knocking the soldier down, then swung the axe in his hand and fiercely split the fallen soldier's exposed chest.

The axe blade was pulled up and down on the dying soldier's chest, making a sound of breaking bones, and then it was pulled out suddenly, splashing blood on Vokrik's face.

Vokrick did not dare to hesitate. He reached out and touched a spear on the ground. He quickly grasped it and picked it up. Then, holding the spear tightly with both hands, he stabbed it fiercely at the Vandal who was kneeling on the ground and gasping for breath.

“Crack!”

The sharp spear head pierced through the dying guy's neck. Vokrick dropped his spear, drew out his iron sword, and blocked it upwards.

“Haha!”

Only a few scattered sparks were seen flying out, and the axe was on Wokrick's shoulder. Fortunately, Wokrick was fast enough and swung his sword as a shield, blocking the end of the axe blade and blocking the attack.

"Romans, die! Romans, die!"

The Vandal roared loudly at Vokrick, and the foul smell in his mouth made Vokrick's stomach churn. However, he still gritted his teeth and held on, after all, such a life-threatening matter could not be taken lightly.

The barbarian gradually exerted his strength, and Wokrick realized that he was a little exhausted, because he was no match for this guy in terms of strength.

Seeing the axe blade stained with blood and flesh getting closer and closer to his shoulder, Wokrick's face turned red. Gradually, his hands trembled more and more violently, and the face of the guy in front of him became more and more smug.

“Let’s fight!”

With a loud roar, Vokrick threw away his iron sword, rushed over and hugged the Vandal tightly. At this time, there were Roman soldiers behind the Vandal. They found that Vokrick was in trouble and immediately came to help.

The axe in the Vandal's hand had no effect on Vokrik who was so close. He roared wildly, holding Vokrik's head with his hands and pushing it down, trying to push Vokrik down.

At this moment, several spears stabbed over and pierced the barbarian's exposed back.

The guy screamed, but even so, the Roman soldiers did not let him go. They stabbed him, then pulled out, and stabbed him again until the huge guy was completely killed.

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