Barbarian infantry continued to climb the city wall, and outside the female wall, only a young barbarian soldier poked his head out, he only glanced at the situation on the city wall, only to see him flash his head suddenly, and a spear stained with blood and minced flesh pierced out, but he nimbly dodged it.

The young barbarian did not panic, but waited for the spear to be retracted unhurriedly, and then he poked his head out again, and a throwing axe appeared in his hand, and he seized the opportunity to throw it at the Roman soldiers on the city wall.

"Click!"

The sharp axe tore through the thin helmet of the nearest Roman soldier.

"Oh my God, oh my God!"

Looking at the Roman soldier who was hit with an axe, his head was covered in blood, and he slowly fell to the ground under the wide eyes of his comrades beside him, and the bloody head of the "cave pass" merged with the blood of the red stone on the ground.

He was still panting and not dead, so who could guarantee that he would survive, such a serious injury must not be far from death.

"You goddamn Germanic bastard!"

Now the other Roman soldier beside him roared loudly, his face was so angry that his ears were red, and he roared like a mad lion, slamming off the spear that was resting on his shoulder, drawing his iron sword and rushing over to try to catch the bastard he thought he was damned.

The wild boy did not panic when he saw a strong menacing Roman trying to capture him and kill him, on the contrary, his expression revealed arrogance and arrogance, and through the female wall it was more like provoking him.

This made it even more difficult for the Roman soldier to contain his anger, and he rushed to the gap in the female wall, and raised his sword to pierce the provocative barbarian.

"Whew!"

Just as he was about to stab him, he saw his head jerk up, and a bow and arrow appeared on his head, and then he fell straight to the ground like a felled tree.

"Damn it! Damn it! ”

The soldiers behind him cursed, seeing that their comrades were injured and trembling there, and they couldn't help but die.

One of the soldiers raised his shield in his left hand, crouched slightly, and slowly approached the two seriously injured and trembling creatures.

The barbarian outside the female wall didn't seem to want to see him approach these two creatures whose lives were passing quickly. I saw him poke his head out suddenly, and at this time a throwing axe appeared in his hand.

Almost instantly, the tomahawk came out of the savage boy's hand, and only a crunch was heard, and the Roman soldier who was trying to advance was pushed to the ground by an external force, and his shield was inlaid with a curved throwing axe.

"Oh my God, oh my God!"

The Roman soldier was frightened, his face pale, and he dragged his axe-mounted shield back.

"Hahaha......" The wild boy standing behind the wall of the ladder's shield pointed at the Roman soldier in front of him and laughed, his expression was so playful that it was unbearable.

"Ready! Get ready! ”

Facing the young man in front of him, a centurion came up behind the soldier, picked up the spear and stood behind the soldier, and motioned with his eyes to the soldier with the shield to move on.

The soldier had been mentally prepared for a long time, and finally pursed his chapped lips, nodded heavily at his centurion, and then, with his shield raised, tentatively crawled towards the two wounded soldiers who were still moving.

The barbarian boy poked his head out to see the Roman soldier who had not given up, and a flash of surprise flashed across his face, but soon, a playful expression soon took over his entire face, and he pulled out a throwing axe again.

"Damn it!"

Seeing that he had another throwing axe in his hand, the Roman soldier with the shield scolded and hurriedly hid his head behind the shield, but such an action actually made the kid laugh.

"Hey, what are you waiting for? Move forward. The centurion behind him urged him to finally feel that he had no way back, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, gritted his teeth, and took a step forward.

The boy's laughter stopped, and he saw that the Roman soldier had mustered up the courage to try again, so he raised his axe and stared at the approaching Roman soldier with his eyes.

"Brush!"

The axe came out of his hand, this time diagonally, and the Roman soldier who had been marked and locked hurriedly leaned down, but the axe still swept over his helmet, and instantly stuck on the top of his helmet.

"Die!"

At this moment, the centurion, who was hiding behind the soldier, roared and pounced, and with his spear in both hands, he jerked it up and stabbed it out again.

The sharp spear flew out against the wall, stabbing through the wild boy's right temple and through the left temple, piercing the damn bastard's head straight through.

The smug young man who hadn't had time to react to what was going on turned into a surprised expression in an instant, his eyes gradually rolled upward, and the whole person was already dead.

"Die! Die! ”

The centurion cursed, and jerked his spear, pulling out the spear that had pierced his head, and the wild boy's body fell straight like a stone to the chaotic crowd below.

"Damn barbarian, this is what you should do!" As if the remnants were still gone, the centurion shuddered as he gulped in the blood-smelling air as he held his spear and looked at the tip of the spear stained with blood and pink brains.

"Click..."

The wooden wheels of the storming cart slowly moved forward with the push of dozens of soldiers, getting closer and closer to the gates of Orleans, and the roof of the storming cart was full of arrows and pikes, which could not penetrate the heavy planks of the storming cart and inflict damage on the barbarians below.

"Hurry up, boys, it's time to give these barbarians a great gift!"

Now the officer on the tower of the gate saw through the hole in the stone wall that the barbarians were pushing the siege engines closer and closer, but he did not appear to be as flustered as the soldiers on the city walls, on the contrary, he even smiled nonchalantly, urging the soldiers behind him unhurriedly.

Behind him was a cauldron full of boiling oil, and the grease was tumbling in the pot, which the soldiers put in barrels in front of the hole in front of the officer.

"Come on, come on, you damned barbarians!"

The smile on the officer's face turned hideous, and he saw through the hole that the barbarians below were crowding the city carts to the city gate.

"Whoa..."

Before the boiling oil above the gate fell, the soldiers on the gatehouse pushed a cart of prepared stones down from mid-air, and the huge stones hit the hard wooden planks and bounced off, which was a fatal blow to the unprotected guards nearby.

Soon, under this pile of deadly stones, the barbarian guards who knew they were powerless scattered in a hurry, leaving only the soldiers who were still pushing the siege engine.

"Do it! Do it! ”

Before the siege vehicle reached the city gate, the officer beckoned to the soldiers and took the lead in pushing the boiling oil down.

"Whoa..."

The boiling oil poured on the siege engine made a screeching sound, and the officer was seen holding a torch, sneering, and saying, "Go and die!" ”

Torches fell from the hole on the siege vehicle, "Boom! With a loud bang, the entire siege vehicle was engulfed in flames, and the soldiers pushing the cart were not spared.