Chapter 1393 Never Surrender

The battlefield situation is changing rapidly.

Maybe it's just that a certain area on the entire battlefield has a downwind, which will cause an avalanche like a snowflake.

And the opening of the gate of Jiangcheng was the node that caused the new army of the three clans to collapse in the battle situation.

Seeing that the city gate was opened, the Demon Emperor and the Beast Emperor unanimously issued an order for a general attack. Under the large-scale attack of the allied forces of monsters, the pressure on the defenders of the three clans on the city wall of Jiangcheng increased greatly.

On the city gate, Jimo Yi's troops, who were fighting hard because of the violent orc priest's use of rage, were no longer realistic to close the city gate, and they would face a more dangerous situation.

Once the enemy's army soldiers who launched the general offensive entered the city through the city gate, they would inevitably fall into a heavy siege, and like the defenders on the city wall, they would be surrounded by the enemy and be flanked.

During the battle, Jimo Yi saw the wounded demon guards staggering out of the streets of the city, and thought of what he had doubts about when the enemy's catapult was projecting, and he understood everything.

"Damn it, why didn't I send someone to look at it then?"

Jimo was so remorseful that he really wanted to slap himself hard.

At that time, he thought that the catapults of the Demon Race were smashing into the city to create panic among the people in the city, so he didn't care about it, and he didn't send anyone to check.

And it was because of this indifference that the current situation was created, and Jiangcheng might fall, causing the new army to fall into a situation of complete annihilation.

"I am a sinner."

When Jimo looked at the Xuanwu warriors who were constantly being knocked down by the demon guards and wild beastmen, he felt sad.

The Xuanwu fighters who fell to the ground are often surrounded by two or three crazy demon guards or wild beastmen, who will attack them cruelly, and they will never get up again, or even die without a whole body.

Guys, it's all my fault, sorry.

When Jimo looked at the dead soldiers, he roared with grief and indignation.

"Damn demons, hybrid wild beasts, you have the guts to come at me."

Jimo Yi, who was in a rage, no longer retained his strength, and he no longer defended himself. Even if he was hit by a weapon, he would use his skills resolutely, turning the enemies rushing in front of him into ashes with scorching magma. If it was too late to use his skills, he would You will directly smash the barbell into a meat paste with the barbell in your hand.

Like a madman, he was killing on this battlefield, sending one by one demon guards and wild beastmen to hell.

But at the same time, his defenseless behavior also caused more and more injuries on his body, and more and more blood flowed.

Seeing how crazy their commander was, the Xuanwu fighters who fought nearby were also aroused with enthusiasm. They also gave up their defense, dropped their heavy shields, and confronted the enemy in front of them unreservedly.

In a short period of time, the outbreak of the Xuanwu warriors indeed seems to have suppressed the berserk demon guards and wild orcs, and the situation seems to have changed for the better.

However, as the enemy soldiers outside the city entered the city gate and joined the battle, their outbreak was suppressed, and the casualties increased sharply. The situation that had just been raised just now fell to the bottom again.

As time passed, the number of the thousand Xuanwu warriors brought by Jimo Yi also decreased sharply.

Reduced from one thousand to nine hundred, and then from nine hundred to seven hundred.

Every downsizing is a step-by-step growth.

By the time they were surrounded by the enemies entering the city, there were less than two hundred people left.

Jimo Yi, who was covered in scars all over his body, was supported by a Xuanwu warrior and guarded by other Xuanwu warriors in the middle of the crowd, surrounded by enemies who were staring at him.

"My lord, we will protect you to break out of the siege, go to the commander-in-chief and ask him to avenge us." said the Xuanwu warrior who supported Jimoyi.

"Stop talking, I can't let you all work hard, and then break through by myself."

Jimo refused without thinking, and at the same time pushed away the soldiers who were supporting him, and stood up by himself.

"But……"

The Xuanwu warrior wanted to persuade him, but Jimo interrupted him loudly.

"Our Xuanwu Corps has no deserters, only those who died in battle."

Jimo had a determined expression on his face.

Hearing this, the Xuanwu warriors echoed loudly.

"Yes, there are no deserters, only death in battle."

"Fight with them, if you kill one more, you will earn one more, no loss."

Jimo saw that these soldiers under his command could still maintain such a high fighting spirit under the current desperate situation, he was very satisfied, and also felt heroic.

"Hahaha, okay, let's take a few more heads down before we die."

"kill!"

Then Jimo rushed to the enemy's encirclement first.

Behind him, the hundred or so Xuanwu warriors also shouted to kill, and ran towards the enemy bravely, making a final fight.

The ensuing battle was brutal.

Almost every Xuanwu fighter has to face more than three enemies. Every time he attacks, he will be counterattacked several times, and the enemy's attacks are also fatally directed at them.

Many Xuanwu fighters have already been stabbed several times before injuring the enemy.

During the battle, when someone rushed in front of the enemy, his abdomen had already been penetrated by the opponent's weapon, but he still rushed forward regardless, just like the Demon Guards and Berserkers who were berserk before, as if the weapon in his stomach Sharp blades don't exist, and it's very heroic to stab the weapon in your hand into the enemy's body. Some people even drag their stomachs and drag their intestines to continue fighting, which is extremely tragic.

However, after all, there was too much difference in numbers, and as the Xuanwu warriors fell one by one, Jimo was the only one left fighting alone in the end.

At this time, Jimo's front and rear arms and thighs were not only covered with scars, but also had several broken weapons stuck in them.

Beside him lay a circle of corpses, one layer after another, at least three layers piled up, and at least nearly a hundred people were killed by him.

Standing in the circle, Jimo Yi's whole body was covered with blood, including his blood and the blood of the enemy. From a distance, he seemed to be wrapped in a bloody battle robe, like a demon god.

Maybe it was frightened by Jimo Yi's rage, but when he was alone, no one dared to attack him anymore.

The wild orc soldiers and Mozu soldiers who surrounded Jimo looked at him with fear and admiration in their eyes.

"Surrender, you are a true warrior, I don't want to kill you."

A wild orc officer walked out of the encirclement, and with a complicated expression, he persuaded the gasping Jimo Yi to surrender.

However, all he got was a cold rejection from Jimo.

"No way."

"I have lost so many brothers, how could I surrender to you."

"Come on, don't talk nonsense, as long as I don't die, I will keep fighting."

The orc officer took a deep look at Jimo and shook his head, then waved his hands regretfully and gave the order.

Several wild orc soldiers rushed out, and killed Jimo who couldn't even stand still.

Seeing the enemy rushing towards him, Jimo tried to raise his hand, but he couldn't lift it. With a wry smile, Jimo turned his head to look at the city wall, and listened to the sound of fighting there, murmured.

"Hold on, please hold on until the commander arrives, he will definitely be able to pull you out of desperation as before."

"Brothers, I'm sorry, I'll make amends to you when I go to hell."

After he said a few words as if he had made his last words, Jimo mobilized the last of his strength, glared at the enemy he had killed, and let out a roar.

"kill."

However, there were only shouts, and Jimo Yi had no strength left to move.

The only thing he could do was watch the weapon approaching, waiting for it to enter his chest.