In the past, for Bivis, who was very good at water, a twenty-meter-wide moat 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.

There seemed to be a demon hiding in the cold river water, sucking away his little physical strength.

"Hold on, hold on, it's going to be there soon, it's going to be there soon." Beavis cheered himself up desperately in his heart.

Use the current as much as possible to paddle towards the other side bit by bit.

His rich experience in making a living in the water told him that at this time, he must not rush. Although he did not know the principle, he knew the result.

The combination of violent activities and cold water will increase the probability of cramps in his legs and feet.

In this case, leg cramps have only one outcome - death.

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

"We're finally here." A smile appeared on Beavis' face, which was slightly blue from the cold. He would be ashore in a few meters.

At this moment, he suddenly felt his waist sinking, something entangled him, and then his whole body was pulled into the water. He was caught off guard and took another swig of water.

Beavis was so frightened that he could no longer save his energy and rowed frantically in an attempt to resurface.

Calm down! Calm down!

Be sure to calm down!

Beavis told himself that at this time, panic would not only not help him, but would accelerate his death. Only calmness could save him.

Beavis opened his eyes in the water and looked around quickly. He was hugged by someone, and the person hugging him was a young woman.

This female crocodile tribesman has been in the water for an unknown amount of time. Her pale complexion has a hint of unnatural blue, and her body is obviously suffering from severe hypothermia.

Like most drowning people, this female crocodile tribesman instinctively refuses to let go after grabbing someone.

Let go!

Beavis squeezed the woman's hands hard and conveyed his meaning with his eyes.

Help me, please, help me.

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

Beavis was the last straw she grabbed. She no longer had the strength to grab another one, so how could she let go so easily.

Let go, or we both will die together.

Beavis screamed crazily in his heart, he had no extra strength.

Whether he can be sent ashore is a question, let alone another big living person.

The female crocodile tribesman who entangled him was like an octopus, clinging to him and refusing to let go. In the end, her legs were also entangled with her. Her attitude was very firm, that is, if you don't save me, we will die together.

Go to hell!

Beavis suddenly waved his hand, and the broken arrow that he had been holding tightly from the beginning to the end was inserted into the neck of the female crocodile tribesman.

Uh...uh...

The female crocodile tribesman's eyes widened.

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

With a large amount of blood loss, the beautiful, talking eyes of this female crocodile tribe quickly lost color, and her legs and feet also lost strength, allowing Beavis to break free from her embrace.

However, because he was dragged into the water for too long, he couldn't hold his breath anymore. When he came out of the water, he took a few more mouthfuls of river water.

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

Beavis did not dare to delay any longer and climbed onto the shore with all his strength. This time there was no accident.

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

Beavis didn't care that this was still a battlefield, he just lay on the shore with his back stretched out, letting others trample on him, breathing madly, and staring blankly at the sky.

At this moment, the sky seemed to be dark.

No matter active or passive, the young crocodile tribesman has become the kind of person he hates the most. The arrow he planned to use to kill the traitor was first stained with the blood of innocent people.

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

Everything is blurry.

Even the feeling that the two of us would die together if we didn't save me was mostly Beavis's personal imagination, a personal imagination to convince himself to be ruthless.

Although Beavis had become the kind of person he hated, he did not have the thought of dying like this and being buried with the female crocodile tribesman.

On the contrary, the will to survive has become stronger. Now he not only lives for himself, but also carries the burden of being a female crocodile tribesman to live together. He wants to get out of this purgatory alive.

So, after a short rest, Beavis turned around, climbed up, and ran staggeringly towards the city wall.

He climbed ashore all wet. Not only did he not get warmer, but when the cold wind blew, he seemed to turn into a popsicle. If he didn't run quickly, he would die under the city wall with a weird smile like the people in front of him.

——frozen to death.

"Go away! This is mine! This is mine!"

"I came first, I came 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'll go first. If anyone tries to stop me, I'll kill them."

Beavis' previous caution made him far behind those who had rushed forward regardless of their own safety.

Many Crocodile tribesmen rushed to the bottom of the city wall, which had exhausted their limited strength. Many of them were holding on to ropes, but had no strength to climb up.

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

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

The number of ropes dropped from the wall of Brother Port is quite limited. Now there is a crowd of people gathered under the wall, all wanting to climb out as soon as possible and escape.

It can be imagined that the competition is fierce, and there is a strong smell of blood on the lips and teeth.

Knives have been used in many places, simple weapons, stones, fists, teeth... all the means at their disposal have been used, as if they are not facing their own people, but enemies of life and death, fully displaying the bad roots of human nature.

It doesn't matter if you say it's numb or if you say it's too much.

Faced with this kind of thing, it was hard for Beavis to have any trouble in his heart. He would kill someone just for a piece of bread as big as a palm, let alone face the natural way to escape.

How could they not fight? How could they not rob?

A life without self-sacrifice for others emerges.

There are good people like the lame old man. Most of them have died on the way. Even those who have not died have learned to be selfish.

In this kind of purgatory, it seems that only selfishness can allow them to live longer.

Beavis huddled under the city wall, taking off his thin clothes and wringing them dry, while watching with cold eyes, accumulating strength and waiting for a more suitable time.

Compared with the empty river bank, it is not so cold with the protection of the city wall. At least for a while, it should not freeze to death.

While thinking this, Beavis wrapped the sack tighter around his body.

The sacks on his body were naturally used to carry earth. When they no longer served as a shield, Beavis took the time to empty them out and wrap them around him to keep warm.

I originally wanted to lift it across the moat, but someone pushed me into the water early, and my plan was ruined.

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

However, before climbing ashore, she was squeezed to his side again by some strange combination of circumstances, and he smoothly brought her up again.

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

Under the city wall outside Brother Port, at this moment, all aspects of life were revealed, in the darkest way.

"What are they doing?"

The strange movements of the crocodile cannon fodder quickly attracted Akmeiser's attention.

Of course, he would keep an eye on this tentative attack from behind, observe Brother Port's reaction, and prepare for a full-scale attack in the future.

He didn't expect this mind-attacking tactic to be effective.

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

The leaders of the Yongye Army have shown their meticulous side. How could such a difficult opponent be defeated by a small mind-attacking tactic?

It’s true to try Brother Port’s defense capabilities.

At first, Brother Port's reaction was not beyond Akmesser's expectations. It was quite satisfactory and did not give these crocodile tribesmen a chance to get close to the moat.

When the rope from the top of the city was thrown down, it was a bit hard to understand.

Are you planning to use this method to save people? Isn't it too childish?

No matter what the other party's thoughts are, it is a small and medium-sized opportunity for the Kingsley family. Akmeiser waved his hand and said: "Send mercenaries up and tell them to be the first to climb up."

The one at the top of the city, regardless of whether the city is destroyed or not, will receive a reward of 10,000 yuan."

"The general has an order. The first person to climb the city will be rewarded 10,000 yuan, regardless of whether the city is destroyed or not."
To be continued...