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Jacob stared at the blood in the sky, his expression became solemn, but soon the muscles in his cheeks twitched, as if he had seen something terrible.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty." Jacob hurried forward. He wanted to tell Alfred what he saw, but Alfred was focused on the battlefield and ignored him completely.
"Whoaaah~~." The North warriors used round shields and axes to make the Wessex people taste the fear of the Vikings again, but this time the Wessex people did not give in. Their ancestors conquered and fought in the land they now call home, with no place to retreat behind.
"Steady, steady, warriors of the Lord." Alfred's military commander personally went to the front line. He kept pushing the soldiers forward to form a shield wall in an attempt to block the Viking attack, but this effort failed. It was like trying desperately to plug the gap in the flood in vain.
"Order the heavy swordsmen to attack." Alfred frowned. He knew that if he could not wait any longer, he specially formed heavy swordsmen to deal with the Vikings. These heavy swordsmen were usually Wesek. The squire and aristocratic son of St. John's wore heavy chain mail and a semi-enclosed helmet, and held a round shield made of basswood and a sharp heavy sword. It can be said to be the Wessex people's trump card.
"For the glory of the Lord~~." The Wessex heavy swordsmen rushed into the battlefield with heroic steps. Their joining made the battle more intense.
"Wow~~." Ulf saw the group of swordsmen wearing heavy chain armor. He raised the round shield in his hand to block the opponent's attack, but the heavy swordsmen turned their big swords above their heads. He made a circle and slammed into Ulf, making a dull thud from the buckler.
"Oh wow." Ulf was staggered by the beating. This group of heavy swordsmen were clearly trained specifically to deal with the Vikings. Just when they were about to step forward to kill Ulf, a black shadow appeared. He rushed over from the side and bit the wrist of a heavy swordsman.
"Woo~~." The black shadow was Heitan. It bit the wrist of a heavy swordsman. However, when the opponent's companion tried to stab him with his sword, he jumped to the side and avoided the attack. However, It also delayed Ulf's time.
"Ulf." Fortunately, Vargas and others rushed over and blocked the heavy swordsmen with their round shields. Heitan took the opportunity to return to Ulf's side and bared his teeth at the heavy swordsmen.
"Oh oh oh~~." Luther wore a bearskin hat and wielded a heavy long-handled war hammer in his hand. When he hit an epee swordsman, he immediately shattered the basswood buckle in his hand.
"Battle formation." The heavy swordsmen did not panic. They immediately formed a wedge formation and coordinated attacks with each other. They were not timid in the face of berserkers like Luther.
"Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaissssssssssssssss reasons," and the military commander released a reserve army of 3,000 men. They held up their shields and spears and charged towards the Vikings. This attack was like a wave. It actually disrupted the Vikings' line, and many Norse warriors also felt tired after a long battle.
"Hoo, ho, ho~~ It's endless." After Guzlen killed a Wessex soldier with his sword, he raised his head to take a breath and looked at Wessex rushing over not far away. The Si soldier couldn't help but curse.
Even the strong leader Guzrun felt tired, not to mention the other soldiers. Relying on the large number of people, the opponent deliberately divided the army into several parts and kept consuming the Vikings with wheel battles.
"This should be correct. I should still thank you for this, Black Wolf Head Flag." A smile appeared on the corner of Isaac's mouth. This was the method he learned from Ulf's battle.
"If we continue to waste it, we may lose." Ulf looked at the Wessex people who kept pressing on them and couldn't help but feel troubled.
"Gray Law~~." At this moment, from behind the front line of the fierce battle, the injured North warriors who were brought here to rest by their companions heard the neighing of war horses.
"What is that sound?" A North warrior sitting on the ground, with his head hanging down and his face tied with linen, looked towards the place where the sound came from in surprise.
"Deng, Deng, Deng~~." A series of hoofbeats sounded, and then a white horse flashed past, and a curvy figure in chainmail passed by.
"Here, Odin is on top!" The injured North warrior blinked his eyes, wondering if he had lost too much blood and was hallucinating.
"W-Valkyrie?"
"Odin, is this true?"
The injured North warriors in the camp had expressions of surprise on their faces, and some of them even crawled from the ground towards the passing cavalry.
"Wow!" The white wings behind the cavalry were like a pair of wings, displayed in front of people's eyes.
"Grey Law~~, Odin~~." The leader of the shield girl wore a feathered iron helmet. She raised the spear in her hand high, looked at the fierce battlefield, and roared loudly.
"Odin~~~." The Shield Maiden Lancers also roared immediately. They followed closely behind the leader and ran towards the Wessex people.
"The Beauty of the Sun and the Moon"
"Clatter, lala, lala~~~." The wings behind them made a strange sound as the horses galloped.
"Valkyrie, it's Valkyrie who has arrived." The injured North warriors suddenly burst into cheers. They thought that these shield maidens riding winged horses were Valkyries who had descended from the fairy palace, so they started shouting. He followed behind, not caring about his wounds at all, thinking that if he died in battle, wouldn't he be directly taken to the fairy palace by Valkyrie.
"Boom~~." The shieldmaiden lancers were running and forming a well-trained line on the wall. When they were about to approach the Wessex people, they suddenly lowered their erect spears.
"Pfft~~, wow~~~." The spear was like a sharp plow, pearing a bloody groove among the Wessex people.
"Lord, are they angels?" What shocked the Wessex people even more was that the images of these shield maidens looked so much like angels that many superstitious Wessex people simply gave up their resistance, dropped their weapons and knelt down. He stood in front of the shield girls, but was quickly trampled under the hoofs of the war horses.
"These people are not angels, standing up to fight, they are devils in disguise." When the military commander saw this scene, he was so angry that his lungs were about to explode. He shouted desperately, and his throat almost burst.
"Valkyrie." The appearance of the shield girls also boosted the morale of the Vikings. They regained their energy and rushed towards the Wessex people. The situation that had been stabilized by the heavy swordsmen and the new force began again. subversion.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Your Majesty Alfred." Jacob stood beside Alfred, and in a hurry, he grabbed Alfred's sleeve and pulled hard.
"What is it?" Even the gentle Alfred was furious at this time. He turned around and was very angry, knowing that nothing is more important than fighting.
"Your Majesty, look at the sky." Jacob stretched out his hand, pointed at the sky and said to Alfred.
"What's wrong with the sky?" Alfred asked dissatisfied.
"It's a storm, the storm is coming." Jacob hurriedly said to Alfred. By observing the sky, he discovered that a huge storm was coming.
"Storm?" Alfred was surprised when he heard this. If a storm was coming as Jacob said, then they would have to prepare in advance.
"Your Majesty, the supplies and tents should be fixed as soon as possible, and some soldiers should even start to take shelter, because the storm is coming very quickly." Jacob swallowed and said to Alfred.
"Kill~~." At this time, Ulf and others on the battlefield just felt the joy of killing. They defeated the Wessex army and dispersed it, but they didn't know why this group of Wessex people were in Alfred. With Germany's encouragement, even if they retreat in retreat, they will quickly regroup and attack them.
"Something's wrong!" Ulf first noticed the strangeness of the battle, and felt the gravity of the surrounding air, and the air pressure was very low. He looked up and saw a group of crows almost passing above his head.
"Ulf, why are you so dazed?" Suddenly, Ange bumped into Ulf's back. She saw Ulf standing on the battlefield looking around and asked hurriedly.
"Something's wrong, there seem to be a lot fewer Wessex people." Ulf raised his ax, pointed at the Wessex people who were fleeing, and said to Ange.
"Of course, we will kill them without leaving a single piece of armor behind." Ange turned the Viking iron sword in his hand into a sword flower, shook off the blood on it, and said to Ulf.
"No, they retreated on purpose. There must be something wrong, and the weather seems to have changed." Ulf raised his head and frowned at the sky. He still knew the basic weather knowledge very well, and the sky at this time was clearly It is a precursor to a heavy rain.
Thinking of this, Ulf immediately ordered Ange to assemble his troops and prepare for the rainstorm. At the same time, he looked for Guzlen everywhere on the battlefield. He hoped that Guzlen would immediately order to stop chasing the Wessex people. .
"Boom~~~." At this time, a muffled thunder sounded in the sky, and the thunder seemed to be hovering above people's heads.
"Gray Law~!" The female shield cavalry reined in their horses. Animals are always more sensitive to changes in nature than humans, and they pawed uneasily.
"Lord Guzrun, withdraw your troops immediately." Ulf also saw Guzrun in the crowd at this time. He immediately stepped forward and pushed away the others and shouted to him.
"What, if we withdraw our troops at this time, we will win immediately?" Guzlen seemed to be red-eyed, and he said uncertainly.
"Lord Guzrun, the weather has changed. We cannot attack at this time." Ulf knew that the right time, place and people were right, but Guzrun obviously did not believe this. He only saw Wessex. People are running away, just like a beast that sees its fleeing prey and instinctively just wants to catch it.
"Charge!!" In the end, Guzlen did not listen to Ulf's advice and led the army to continue the attack. It was obvious that Alfred's military tent in front of him was located on the hill like a target.
"Damn it." Ulf shook his head helplessly. He had no choice but to turn around and assemble his troops and order them to start retreating. As for the others, he had nothing to do with them.
"Ulf, where are we going?" Ange and others gathered the soldiers according to the order and led them towards the low-lying area. Looking at the other North warriors passing by, they couldn't help but ask Ulf. road.
"The weather has changed. If we continue to attack, we will definitely be frustrated." Ulf looked up at the sky and explained to Ange.
Before Ulf could finish his words, a sudden strong wind blew up, flying sand and rocks. Many people who were unable to stand were blown around by the wind. Mixed with the sound of the wind, the originally peaceful battlefield suddenly became as if the underworld had descended. .
"Grey Law~~." The shield girls also hurriedly folded the wings behind their backs, jumped off the horses and led them.
"Woooooo~~." Guzlen led the army but was suddenly hit by a strong wind. He could hardly see the road ahead, and the strong wind even made him unable to open his eyes.
"Hua la la la~~." Immediately afterwards, huge raindrops hit the attacking Norseman. The soldiers who were originally attacking had to hold up their round shields and bend back.
"Fortunately." Alfred stood in the camp on the hill. His soldiers had already fixed the tent with iron nails and covered all the supplies with thick linen. Most of the soldiers braved the rain and returned They could rest in the tent, but those Vikings who ran to the foot of the hill and were beaten back in the wind and rain were in a much more embarrassed state.
"Oops." Ulf and the others were hiding in the woods, much better than Guzlen and the others, but Ulf's expression changed drastically, and he suddenly remembered a terrible thing.
"Damn the weather, if it weren't for this storm, we would definitely have wiped out Alfred's army." Vargas took off his boots, poured out the rainwater inside, and shook it off and said angrily.
"No, I remember that the supply ship will arrive today, but now there is a storm, will something happen to them?" Ulf only felt that his throat was dry. He heard Guzlen say that there was a fleet of supply longships. Will arrive.
"Odin!" Vargas opened his mouth in surprise after hearing this. Without the supply ship, so many warriors would be hungry. What fighting power can a hungry warrior have?
On the coast, Ulf, Gutzlen, the Earl of Suffolk and others stood there. They looked at the wreckage of the longship pushed up by the waves, and they couldn't help but feel bitter in their hearts. The fleet was indeed destroyed by the attack just now. A storm destroyed the ship, and all the food on the ship was swallowed by the sea. Now they only have four or five days of food supplies.
"Gods above, why are you testing us now?" Guzlen's face was solemn. He looked at the foam of the waves and the wreckage of the ship, and couldn't help but sigh.
"Lord Guzlen, it's time for us to think about what to do next?" Ulf said seriously Guzlen.
