The violent berserker waved the war hammer in his hand, and Vargas felt as if his shield hand was about to break before he even caught it. This beast-like berserker, even the berserker's companions did not dare to Half a step closer to them, it was like the center of a typhoon, so all the soldiers walked around the two of them.
"Ping, ping, ping~." Su Chen used his shield to block the ax of a Visby warrior. He raised the shield in his hand to block the opponent's axe, then stomped over and kicked the opponent's axe. The opponent's chest was then slashed with an axe.
"Pfft." The ax hit the face, and blood flowed down the face of the Visby warrior. Su Chen didn't have time to think, and saw another Visby warrior rushing over with a spear. He hurriedly threw the round shield He stood in front of him and threw himself into the battle.
"Odin~~." At this moment, Su Chen heard Vargas's wild shouts in the fierce fighting crowd. He raised his eyes and saw that Vargas had been knocked to the ground, with only half a broken sword in his hand. I don't know where the shield and weapons were thrown. He had a look of despair on his face, shouting Odin's name, and held his head high stubbornly.
"Vargos." Su Chen rushed over with a shield and axe, knocking away the fighting warriors along the way. He was tall and soon came to the vicinity of Vargos and the Berserker.
"Oh oh oh~~." The berserker's eyes were already red and bloodshot. He raised the war hammer in his hand high and slammed it towards Vargas' half shield, but that half shield could not resist it at all. He could hold on, just as the war hammer was about to blow off Vargas's head, suddenly Su Chen slammed into the berserker with his shield.
"Oh wow." The mad warrior was staggered by Su Chen, but he quickly stabilized his body. He turned around and saw Su Chen standing in front of him, and his face suddenly showed a ferocious and angry look. For Su Chen Feeling particularly angry that his fun of killing was interrupted, he decided to get rid of Su Chen first.
"Damn it." Vargas gasped as he lay on the ground. He forcefully took off half of his buckler. The berserker's attack made his blood almost surge, and he was almost choked by a suffocating breath.
Two North warriors hurriedly stepped forward, trying to drag him out of the battlefield to rest, but Vargas pushed them away. He staggered to pick up a spear, and his eyes happened to catch sight of Kuang Kuang. Su Chen fighting against warriors.
"He will die." Blood was flowing from the corner of Vargas's mouth, and his hand holding the spear was shaking. The power of the berserker was too powerful, and it was not something that ordinary Viking warriors could resist. That was the origin. Since wildness and the effects of drugs.
"Hoo, ho, ho~~." Su Chen could feel the air compressing in his lungs. He was holding a shield and an ax, facing the berserker who was a head taller than him. This shirtless berserker, Holding the long-handled war hammer, he looked even taller, and his red eyes were the mania caused by the drug.
"Oh oh oh oh oh~~." The berserker let out a howl like a wolf. He clenched the war hammer in his hand and aimed it at Su Chen. Su Chen instinctively raised his buckler to resist. , the Viking buckler was not only made of thick wood, but the edges were wrapped with metal to increase durability.
"Ping~~." But when the berserker's war hammer hit the buckler in Su Chen's hand, he felt that the bones in his arm were about to break. A burst of heart-breaking pain made him groan and staggered back. , the shield in his hand hung down feebly, but Su Chen still held his battle ax firmly.
"Buzz~." But the berserker didn't intend to let him go. He swung the war hammer and hit the side of Su Chen's head. Su Chen hurriedly lowered his body, and the iron-bump-like war hammer passed over his scalp. , Su Chen was so shocked that cold sweat rose from his back, and he hurriedly raised the shield in his hand.
Originally, Su Chen thought that such a heavy warhammer would be more and more difficult to use in the hands of the berserker, but on the contrary, the warhammer seemed to have grown in the hands of the berserker. It was so light that it seemed to have no weight at all, and the speed became faster and faster. The faster it goes, it's like a windmill spinning crazily.
"Ping~, oh wow." Finally, Su Chen couldn't dodge, and the buckler was knocked by the war hammer, which immediately knocked the buckler out of Su Chen's hand.
"Not good." Vargas was shocked in his heart. He knew that without the protection of the round shield, Su Chen was like a naked baby even with a battle ax in front of the berserker. He held up his long The spear rushed forward.
"Pfft~~." Vargas was very fast. His spear pierced the back of the berserker who was about to kill Su Chen. The tip of the spear penetrated the body of the berserker, and the berserker looked up to the sky. With a roar, he turned his hand and grabbed the spear that was pierced into his body. He gritted his teeth, turned to look at Vargas, and then actually used force to break the spear, completely ignoring the tip of the spear that was pierced into his body.
"Buzz~." The berserker raised his hand and swung the warhammer out. Vargas couldn't dodge and was hit on the shoulder. He screamed and was knocked away. If it weren't for the protection of the armor, this arm would have been destroyed. It broke, but the Berserker was affected by several injuries, and the intensity was not as strong as it was at the beginning.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Vargas lay on the ground with a stream of blood spurting out of his mouth. He almost had no strength to get up again.
"Weapons, my weapons." Vargas crawled towards the broken spear that fell beside him. According to Viking legend, a warrior must hold a weapon before death, otherwise the soul will not be able to enter the Valhalla Temple.
"Oh oh oh oh~~~." Being interrupted by Vargas and Suchen continuously made the Berserker particularly angry. He picked up his warhammer and stepped forward to kill Vargas. This time, everything seemed to be unstoppable. Can't be stopped.
"Mad dog." Suddenly, Su Chen stood up from behind, with blood flowing from the corners of his mouth. The stinging sensation in his chest made him almost give up everything, but he gritted his teeth and persisted in holding the battle ax in his hand.
"Huh?" Su Chen's yelling aroused the Berserker's curiosity. He turned his head, which was not very bright, and stared curiously at Su Chen in front of him.
"Go to hell!" Su Chen's heart also ignited with anger. He raised the tomahawk in his hand and threw it at the berserker. The ax spun several times in the air and slashed hard at the berserker. On the warrior's shoulders, the bulging muscles were like armor. The ax struck into the flesh, but the berserker just looked at it curiously, as if he felt no pain at all.
"Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah," Su Chen roared angrily and flew towards the Berserker. His actions were like committing suicide.
"Ulf, are you crazy?" Seeing this scene, Vargas almost screamed. He rushed towards a berserker with his bare hands. It was almost like a suicidal act. Could it be that Su Chen was desperate and ready to commit suicide?
Of course Su Chen would not commit suicide. He knew that the advantage of a long-handled weapon was distance. The more afraid he was, the farther away he was, the greater the power of the hammer. Therefore, he had to overcome his fear and try to stay close to the Berserker. OK.
"Oh oh oh oh." Seemingly angered by Su Chen's behavior, the Berserker also rushed towards Su Chen, dragging his hammer on the ground and drawing a deep mark.
