Su Chen saw the berserker swinging the hammer. He jumped up and stepped on the opponent's knee. Taking the support of the knee, he jumped up and sat on the berserker's neck, trying to use his whole body weight to crush him. On the ground, but the Berserker just let go of the hammer in his hand, his body swayed and took a few steps back, but did not fall down as Su Chen expected.
"Oh oh oh oh." The mad warrior stretched out his strong hands and grabbed Su Chen's legs, trying to tear Su Chen off his body.
"Go to hell!" Su Chen took out the dagger from his waist and stabbed it downwards. Although the berserk warrior was not smart, he was not stupid. He looked at the sharp dagger thrust into his head and was so frightened that his head was spinning. Swinging, he immediately freed up a hand to grab Su Chen's arm.
"Woo~." The two of them suddenly reached a deadlock. The sword edge drew many blood marks on the berserker's face, but the tip of the dagger just couldn't fall.
"Oh oh oh~~." The berserker went crazy with the pain. He suddenly increased his strength and grabbed Su Chen's arm with his hands like iron pliers. Su Chen screamed in pain.
Then the berserker pulled Su Chen down hard. At this time, his anger had reached the extreme, and Su Chen was thrown to the ground with a ping. He looked at Su Chen who was still holding the dagger and stepped on him. On his right hand, with the force of his big foot, he could almost hear the cracking sound of bones. Su Chen couldn't help but let go of the dagger in his hand.
"Fuck you, you bastard." Su Chen screamed in pain and ignored it. Although the mad warrior couldn't understand this kind of national curse, he knew that Su Chen was insulting him, so he grabbed Su Chen with one hand. He pinched his neck hard and slowly lifted it up. He wanted to see with his own eyes that this hateful North warrior was strangled to death by him, just like strangling a little chicken.
"Oh oh oh~~." When the surrounding Visby warriors saw this scene, they all cheered. They were very excited to have such a brave berserker. You must know that in this era, a powerful warrior means good things. many.
"Yes." At this time, the diesel truck on the roadside had been burned out, and the smoke gradually dissipated. Visbyar was riding on his horse and looked at Su Chen being hung up by the berserker, with a satisfied smile on his lips. Although I haven't been able to personally use the Blood Eagle Punishment to deal with this group of hateful pirates, but it would be nice to see them executed with my own eyes.
"Oops." Vargas wanted to struggle to join the fight, but he failed to get up several times. He watched helplessly as the berserker hoisted Su Chen's entire body up.
"Cough cough cough." Su Chen felt as if all the blood in his body was flowing back into his brain. His head was so swollen that it was about to burst. No air could enter his lungs. He was dizzy and his vision began to blur. There was a cry in his throat. There was a clicking sound, but the Berserker bared his yellow teeth and looked at Su Chen who was gradually losing his life with a satisfied expression.
Su Chen's hands finally dropped weakly, but just before he died, he seemed to see the single room in his apartment. Su Chen before time travel was sitting in front of the computer with headphones on, and the assassin wearing a white hood was on the screen. He dodged and dodged to the left, as if he had discovered the self that suddenly appeared after time travel. Su Chen put on his headphones and raised his head and took a look.
"Well." Su Chen suddenly woke up, his legs shook violently in mid-air a few times, his bloodshot eyes looked at the berserker in front of him, he shook his left hand suddenly, and without hesitation he moved towards the berserker in front of him. The soldier plunged through.
"Brush~!" The hidden sword was unsheathed, and the sharp sword tip pierced the Berserker's right eye and penetrated his brain.
"Oh wow." The mad warrior looked at Su Chen in front of him with his remaining left eye in disbelief. He didn't understand why Su Chen, who had lost his dagger, suddenly transformed into a sword, but his consciousness gradually became blurred. The body began to shake.
"Ulf." Ange only saw the back of the berserker at this time. The victory of the powerful berserker seemed to be determined. She had no time to wipe the enemy's blood on her face and rushed over with her shield and axe.
"Plop." But the Berserker suddenly dwarfed and knelt down, but Su Chen had already landed on his feet, retracted his hidden sword, wiped the Berserker's shoulder with his brain-stained and blood-stained hand, and then He took a few deep breaths of air, and a blast-like sound sounded. Unconsciously, he bent down, and the Berserker fell heavily at his feet.
"Impossible." Vargas was stunned. He rubbed his eyes and couldn't understand what happened. Like magic, the Berserker who had the upper hand suddenly fell at Su Chen's feet.
"Won?"
"That powerful berserker is dead?"
"impossible?"
"We won, Ulf won."
The surrounding soldiers, both friendly and enemy, looked in disbelief. They did not expect that Su Chen actually killed the berserker. The Visby people's firm belief in the berserker turned into a fatal injury at this time. They were very afraid that he could kill the berserker. Ulf killed the berserker, but the North warriors were keenly aware of this fear.
Fear will spread like a plague on the battlefield. The North warriors immediately cheered and raised their shields and weapons and rushed towards the enemy. Encouraged by Su Chen, their morale was high and unstoppable. On the other hand, the Visby warriors were timid at this time. , they began to retreat automatically like cowards, no matter how angry Hausstein tried to stop them, it was of no avail.
"Go away, cowards." The North warriors drove the Visby warriors out of the village. They laughed and knocked on the shields in their hands, cursing and humiliating each other, but the Visby warriors had no idea. Escape without returning.
"Ulf." Ange stepped forward and supported Su Chen. Although he had just defeated the Berserker, his body was still a little weak. The terror of the Berserker was evident.
"This is your victory." Vargas came to Su Chen with the support of another North warrior. He knocked on Su Chen's chest with his fist and said to him.
"Yes, this is a victory that belongs to you." Ange said in agreement, and Su Chen smiled weakly. He wanted to say something, but found that his voice was hoarse and he couldn't speak at all. make no sound.
"Don't worry, just drink some ale and you'll be fine." Vargas laughed and patted Suchen on the shoulder. His big hand almost slapped the weak Su Chen to the ground.
As night fell, the North soldiers began to collect the trophies on the ground, carried away the wounded on their side, and put them into the dragon-headed boats parked on the coast. However, the wounded in Visby were not so lucky. In this era, there was no such thing. When it comes to preferential treatment for prisoners, if they are not nobles or valuable prisoners, they will be killed immediately.
"No, spare me, oh woo." You can hear miserable howls and the groans of the wounded who are not dead at any time on the battlefield, and the person cleaning the battlefield will give him an ax or a spear mercilessly, End his unlucky fate.
"What should we do when we come down?" Suchen, Vargas and Ange stood at the entrance of the village. They looked at the campfire of the Visby people in the distance. It seemed that the Visby people did not intend to leave.
"Hiss, order one ship to go back with the prisoners and loot. The remaining people crowd into the other two ships and act according to the opportunity." Su Chen said in a hoarse voice, then pinched his throat with his hand and coughed softly. .
"Understood." Vargas nodded. He has now completely and unconditionally implemented Su Chen's orders. This is a trust that can only be cultivated through life-and-death friendship on the battlefield.
"Oh, oh, oh." At this moment, they saw a Visby warrior with a bloody face crawling out from the pile of dead people. He kept crawling with his hands, as if to escape from this terrible battlefield.
"Tsk, tsk, unlucky guy, you climbed in the wrong direction." Vargas watched the Visby warrior crawling towards the village. He couldn't help but smacked his lips, shook his head and said to him, and kindly pointed with his axe. Pointed to the opposite side.
"Stop playing and get ready." Ange rolled his eyes at Vargas and scolded him.
"I know." Vargas carried the ax and walked behind the Visby warrior. Su Chen frowned and looked at the Visby warrior who was about to be executed. His lips moved, thinking To stop Vargas, but he knew very well that at this time they were on the enemy's territory. A little carelessness or a little kindness might lead to the destruction of their companions, so he could only watch the injured Visby soldier being executed. .
"Take your weapon, I hope Valhalla will entertain you." Vargas sighed, he picked up a spear on the ground and put it in the prisoner's hand, then raised his ax and pointed it at the prisoner's hand. The head was slashed.
