Elsewhere.
Seeing that his strike had missed and failed to kill Wei Tu, the sharpshooter, the hammer-wielding giant began to consider retreating.
—With Wei Tu still alive, he had to devote at least half his attention to guarding against an arrow through the eye.
With a roar, he casually grabbed two auxiliary army soldiers and hurled them into the military formation. While the officers were distracted, he charged fiercely toward the southeastern wall of Liu Family Fort.
Though the hammer-wielding giant looked cumbersome, he moved with astonishing speed, darting back and forth through the courtyard like a nimble pangolin.
At last, the hammer-wielding giant found his chance. With one step and a flip, he sprang onto the corner of the wall, then gripped the roof tiles with his right hand, preparing to climb over.
But at that moment—
More than a dozen officers seized the opportunity as well. Noticing that the hammer-wielding giant was exhausted, they immediately flung out the flying tiger grapples hanging from their waists.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The flying tiger grapples tore through the air, wrapping around the hammer-wielding giant's legs, arms,
and the joints of his black armor.
Then, more than a dozen officers pulled together. With one fierce tug, the hammer-wielding giant, along with a small section of the wall, crashed heavily to the ground.
The auxiliary army soldiers formed a shield wall again, surrounding the hammer-wielding giant in tight ranks as they thrust their spears into his vital points.
In an instant.
Blood flowed across the ground.
The hammer-wielding giant let out a muffled groan. Pierced into a porcupine by the soldiers, he died miserably on the spot.
"Finally dead." Seeing the hammer-wielding giant fall, the officers breathed a sigh of relief.
Though they had yet to fully storm Liu Family Fort, they knew