Luther's ax was like a strong wind sweeping down leaves, attacking the soldiers blocking the city gate. The berserker's power seemed to be endless. The bearskin on his head made him more like a beast rushing out of the black forest of Northern Europe. , blood splashed around like flames.
"Tsk, I'm lagging behind." Sigrid wiped the corner of her mouth with her thumb. She was dissatisfied that Luther killed more people than she did, so she rushed into the battlefield like a meat grinder.
Sigrid's strength may not be as terrifying as Luther's, but her dexterous body is like an elf dancing under the moonlit night. She cuts the enemy's throat with a sharp dagger, flips the Viking iron sword to block, and slashes swiftly.
"Oh oh oh~~." But there were also strong men among Amsterdam's sergeants, holding spears and shields and standing in front of Sigrid. When Sigrid saw the person standing in front of her, she tilted her head. A strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Sergeant Amsterdam is also tall among the Dutch. He is about 1.8 meters tall and has a thick red beard. He looks very tough. While Luther is being entangled by others, he is going to deal with West first. Greed.
The sword hit the Teardrop Shield and made a dull sound. The sergeant took advantage of his shield and stepped forward with a shield strike, hitting Sigrid and knocking her whole body away. The Viking iron sword also clanged. fell to the ground.
"Ping." The sergeant did not hesitate because Sigrid was a girl. He stepped forward, raised his big foot wearing leather boots, and kicked Sigrid hard on the waist.
Sigrid groaned and stabbed the sergeant in the calf with a backhand dagger. When the sergeant retreated in pain, she quickly got up from the ground. She shifted her weight downwards and bent her knees. Like a female leopard ready to pounce.
"Ahhhh~~." The sergeant felt that he would not be intimidated by a little girl. He raised the spear in his hand and rushed towards Sigrid, but Sigrid rushed forward. He dodged to avoid the thrusting spear, grabbed the sergeant's thick arm, twisted it suddenly, and nimbly crossed it from his armpit to behind him. The dagger in his hand was accurately inserted into the sergeant's armpit, which was unprotected. Protected by armor, the sergeant screamed, but Sigrid did not stop. She let go of the dagger, strangled the sergeant's neck, and twisted it with all her strength.
"Cut it on~." A crisp voice sounded, and the sergeant's head twisted backwards in a strange way, and his eyes widened and he looked at Sigrid blankly.
"Bah." Sigrid stood up, spat out a mouthful of blood and picked up her iron sword from the ground.
"Huh~~." Luther stood next to her at this time, his eyes were still cold and numb, but when he looked at Sigrid, he frowned, and there seemed to be a trace of concern in his eyes, but soon he Flash past.
"Big guy, let's see who can kill more." Sigrid put the Viking iron sword on her shoulder and said to Luther with a smile.
"Hmph." Luther just hummed and raised the long-handled battle ax in his hand.
"Valhalla~~." Sigrid roared, raised his sword and rushed towards the group of sergeants. Luther waved the long-handled battle ax in his hand and followed closely. The two of them were among the guards. There was a bloody storm, the long-handled battle ax smashed the shield, and Sigrid's iron sword and dagger were like snakes coming out of their holes, harvesting the lives of the soldiers.
At this time, Ulf's army had already gathered at the city gate. They were waiting anxiously for the gate to open. The battle on the city wall became more and more intense. From time to time, people fell from above their heads. At this moment, they I heard the city gate gates rattling up.
"Hurry, the city gate is open." The North soldiers shouted excitedly, they raised their shields and shouted loudly.
"Hang~~." At this moment, the rising gate stopped. That was because Floris led the people and stopped Luther and Sigrid.
"Stop them." Floris happened to see Luther and Sigrid twisting and pulling the chain plate of the iron gate. As the twisting lock turned, the heavy city gate began to rise slowly. They could all I saw the leather boots of the Norse warriors outside the city gate.
"Ahhhhh~~." The swordsmen holding swords and wearing chainmail were the elite warriors of the Earl of Holland. They rushed towards Luther and Sigrid with swords in both hands.
"Woah ah ah~..." Luther glanced at Sigrid beside him. He let go of the hand holding the winch, picked up his long-handled ax, and blocked the swordsman with one person. in front of them.
"Ugh~~." But the iron gate was too heavy. When Luther let go, Sigrid used all her strength to control the winch from turning back, but it was simply impossible to reopen the gate. matter.
"Find a way quickly." Sigrid cursed. She was like a mouse with both feet on a sticky board. She was in a dilemma.
"Hang~~." Luther was also in a hard fight at this time. As a berserker, he waved the long-handled battle ax in his hand like a strong wind, blocking the approach of Floris and others, but Floris held the sword with both hands. Slashing violently, the sword and battle ax collided and sparks were produced.
The trajectory of Luther's chopping action was suddenly changed, and the heavy ax moved to one side uncontrollably. At the same time, Floris's men immediately stretched out a sword and cut Luther's thigh. The injured thigh immediately flowed out. of blood.
"Hmm." But Luther seemed to feel no pain at all, and he immediately struck back with the axe.
Ulf trampled the last enemy in front of him under his feet, and struck him with the ax. The sharp ax blade got stuck between his ribs, so he could only pull out the ax hard.
"Ulf, leave quickly." Ange saw Luther and Sigrid locked in a bitter fight at the city gate, and she immediately said to Ulf and others.
"Yes." Ulf nodded. The wound on his leg has not completely healed, so it is slightly inconvenient to move, but this does not prevent him from killing the enemy.
"Oh oh oh~~." When Ulf appeared behind Floris and others, Floris knew that he could no longer prevent the city gate from falling, so he immediately ordered the swordsmen to stop Ulf and others. people, and he took advantage of the melee to get close to Sigrid.
"Hang~~." Sigrid was keenly aware of Floris's arrival. She immediately released her hand holding the winch and blocked Floris' sword with the dagger in her hand. The gate that originally opened a gap opened again. Fell down again.
"My Lord Earl." Floris did not continue to attack Sigrid. Instead, he held the sword with both hands and slashed at the chain. Without the traction of one side of the chain, the gate would not be able to open.
"Not good." Sigrid also noticed something was wrong. She roared angrily, and when Floris' back was turned to her, she stabbed the dagger directly into Floris' body from behind.
"Oh~." But it was too late, the chain had been cut off. Looking at the chain falling to the ground, Floris had a smile on his face, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground in a pool of blood. It flowed beneath him.
"Ah~~." And Ulf and others also eliminated the swordsmen. Ange wiped the blood on her face with the back of the hand holding the sword, and her silver braids were also stained with blood.
"The city gate cannot be opened." Ange glanced at the city gate. At this time, more Amsterdam soldiers were coming from the fortress and city wall. After all, the number of people who could enter the city wall through the ladder was limited. If the city gate could not be opened, there would be If more Norse warriors are brought in, they will be overwhelmed by this enemy.
"Well, hoo~~." Luther dropped the long-handled battle ax in his hand at this time. He strode to the gate of the gate, grabbed the gate with both hands, and then roared, using all his strength.
"What is he doing? It's impossible to open it." Sigrid looked at the scene in front of her. She didn't believe that the heavy iron gate could be opened with human strength.
"Quack quack~~." But her idea was wrong. Luther roared angrily, his face twisted ferociously, but the iron gate began to ring and actually started to open, but there was only a very small gap.
"Hurry and help." Ulf also dropped his shield and axe, came to the winch, grabbed the severed iron chain, and pulled it up hard. Ange also hurriedly stepped forward and pulled one end of the iron chain.
"Oh oh oh oh~~." Several people pulled with all their strength, and the iron gate also made a rattling sound with their efforts, but they used human hands to pull the iron chain, causing blood to ooze from their hands, and the blood flowed along the iron chain. It flows downward.
"Kill~~." And the Amsterdam soldiers who came from all over the place also came to kill them. At this time, Ulf and others were almost unarmed.
"Kakkakkkk~~" But at this critical moment, the iron gate was finally opened, and Luther pressed his whole body against the iron gate, like Atlas holding up the heaven and earth.
"Kill ah ah ah ah~~." When Luther held the iron gate open, North warriors swarmed in from both sides of him. They were shouting wildly, their bloodthirsty instincts already unable to be suppressed. The Amsterdam soldiers who rushed over looked at the Vikings who rushed in in horror, and immediately retreated in panic. Many of them were even killed on the spot by throwing axes.
The entire castle was quickly occupied by the Northmen, and those who resisted were quickly killed, and the hiding women and children as well as Count Waldher were also found. This poor young count looked like a dead dog. He was dragged in front of Ulf, who was sitting on an empty box to rest. The fatigue and wounds on his body were tormenting him, but when he looked at the captured castle , I am still very satisfied, my worries are finally solved at this time.
"Oh wow." Earl Waldhel was pushed by the North warrior and almost rolled and fell in front of Ulf. His originally handsome face was now bruised and swollen.
"Well, Count Waldhel, we finally meet." Ulf narrowed his eyes, looked at the embarrassed young earl in front of him, twitched the corner of his mouth, and said with a smile.
"Ugh~~." Count Waldhel knelt helplessly on the ground. He turned around and saw the killed Floris, his closest and trusted general, lying at the city gate like other corpses. at.
When he raised his head, he saw the blond-haired Ulf sitting on the wooden box in front of him. Next to him was a beautiful silver-haired Nordic girl with a stern face staring at him. The Viking warrior carrying an ax was stroking his beard and braid. Looking again, the naked warrior Luther was wrapping a bandage around his body with the help of another girl. His body was almost covered in blood.
"Hehehe." But the girl looked much more beautiful and kind. When she looked at Earl Waldhel, she smiled at him and winked.
"What are you going to do with me? Do you need a ransom?" Earl Waldhel swallowed his saliva and said to Ulf. According to his idea, as the Earl of Holland County, he can be free as long as he pays a certain ransom. , books always say that the terrible and greedy Vikings loved money the most.
"Of course there is a ransom, but we will take it ourselves." Ulf said to Earl Waldhel, and of course Dietwin was there to act as an interpreter for them.
Ulf felt that killing Earl Waldhel directly would have no effect. After all, the entire Amsterdam Castle fell into his hands, which meant that he controlled the entire county.
"Then I have no use to you. Please let me go. I will be grateful." Earl Waldheer said quickly.
"Normally, if we really get what we want, we will give up. But you colluding with the Count of East Friesland to resist the Duchess cannot be counted." Ulf thought about it in his mind and decided to send Val Wouldn't it be nice if the Earl of de Heer took it back, and then asked the Duchess to announce that he would strip Earl of Waldheer of his title and grant herself the title of Earl of Holland.
"I, I~~." Count Waldhell blushed. He didn't expect that his plan would be mastered by this group of terrifying and savage Vikings in front of him. A feeling of fear surged into his heart, and he couldn't help but I feel warm under my crotch.
"Huh? Did he pee?" Vargas touched his beard. Suddenly he sniffed and smelled a stinky smell. He took the torch and shined it, and burst out laughing.
"The Sword Comes"
"Hahahaha~~." Ulf and others all burst out laughing at the scene before them. Unexpectedly, the little earl, who was calm just now, was so scared that he peed.
"How about killing him?" After Vargas finished laughing, he asked Ulf with a look of disdain.
"Wait." But at this moment Sigrid walked up to Count Waldhel, her eyes full of curiosity, as if she was looking at a pet cat.
"Sigrid, what are you going to do?" Vargas frowned and said to Sigrid.
"If he is no longer of use to you, give this slave to me and treat it as my trophy." Sigrid opened her eyes wide and looked at the pretty boy in front of her, with a sly smile on her lips.
"Oh?" Ulf glanced at Sigrid, wondering what this perverted girl wanted to do.
"Hey, I've been working for you through life and death, can't you satisfy even this little request?" Sigrid said angrily, her hands on her hips.
