Ulf looked at the war horse struggling in front of him, trying to get up, and the cavalry who was suppressed by his own horse and yelled at the cavalry who wanted to escape. At this time, Ulf had no mercy in his heart, and any hesitation on the battlefield would be Bring disaster to yourself and your companions.
So, Ulf tightened his grip on the ax in his hand and walked towards the few cavalrymen who were still alive. The cavalrymen who lost their horses were as helpless as if they had fallen into the water.
"Oh wow." A Wessex cavalryman was unwilling to do so. He tried his best to stretch out his suppressed body, and reached out to grab a spear that fell next to him. Perhaps only by holding a weapon in his hand could he let himself go. The fearful heart is a little calmer.
However, the next moment, a big foot wearing leather boots stepped on the spear, making it impossible for the Wessex soldier to draw the weapon.
Ulf glanced down at the Wessex Cavalry on the ground, raised the ax in his hand and slashed at it. There was only a muffled sound, blood flowed out from under the Wessex Cavalry's iron helmet, and the smell of blood immediately filled the air. all around.
"Huh." Ulf took a breath, raised his head and looked at the battlefield, frowning, and the remaining Wessex cavalry ignored the surrounding Norwegians and turned towards Ulf Wait for someone to rush over.
"Charge, charge." The Wessex cavalry gathered together. This time, they raised the eagle-bottomed shields in their hands to prevent Ulf and others from throwing throwing axes, and raised the spears in their hands. Press the tip down slightly.
"Shield wall, shield wall." At this time, Ulf did not dare to let everyone resist the cavalry charge. The victory just caught the opponent by surprise, and the prepared cavalry charge could only hide behind Only behind a strong shield wall can it withstand.
"Come back, come back." Vargas and the others heard Ulf's voice, stopped fighting, and turned around to return to Ulf.
The other North warriors also moved very quickly and timely due to regular training. These North warriors were divided into three rows. The North warriors in the first row raised their strong round shields, and those in the second row raised their strong round shields. The North warriors placed their round shields on top and immediately formed an airtight and solid shield wall.
The bodies of the North warriors relied on each other, like a solid wall. Everyone's eyes showed calmness and determination, and they were not afraid of the rushing Wessex cavalry.
"Hold still." Ulf stood behind the shield wall, looking through the gap in the round shield at the charging Wessex cavalry.
The chainmail armor on the cavalry reflected an icy sheen, the shields painted with bright colors, and the flat-ended spears all exuded the aura of death. At this moment, even Ulf could not help but frown, as the war horses neighed. The sound of horse hooves was getting closer and closer, and the air seemed to become anxious.
"Pray to Odin, let your heels grow in the earth, and don't let the Wessex people underestimate us." Vargas said loudly to other Norse warriors in the crowd, and in Vargas' rough voice , everyone seemed to be more courageous.
"boom."
"Grey Law~~."
"Wow~~."
Soon, the Wessex cavalry and the North warriors led by Ulf collided with the shield wall. The spear tip shattered on the round shield, and the inertia made the war horse unable to close its hooves and hit it directly. On top of the shield wall.
"Wow." The North warriors used all their strength to resist the colliding horses. Except for one or two horses that rushed into it, most of the cavalry were blocked outside the shield wall. The North warriors They raised their round shields and struggled to drive their horses away from the front of the shield wall.
"Ahhhh~~." The cavalrymen who rushed into the shield wall were faced with axes slashing from both sides and spears poking at them. Some people directly pulled the cavalrymen off their horses.
It seems that the first wave of Wessex cavalry charges were resisted by the North warriors.
"Luther." But Ulf understood that this was only temporary. The first wave of cavalry charges had already caused the horses to rush into it, so the second wave of cavalry charges would inevitably break up his shield wall. At that time, I am afraid that I will only be massacred.
Thinking of this, Ulf immediately turned around and shouted to Luther. Of course, he was not calling Luther alone, but the berserkers in his team.
This group of berserker warriors is usually the last to appear, because the Northmen know very well how terrifying these warriors who have been specially selected and have swallowed mushrooms all year round will be once released on the battlefield.
At this time, Luther heard Ulf's call, raised his eyes slightly, and held the special long-handled ax in his hand.
"Huh." Luther exhaled and looked back at the other berserker warriors.
These berserker warriors had long been unable to suppress the rage in their hearts. They were already dissatisfied with the unpleasant fight just now. But at this time, under Ulf's order, the berserker warriors couldn't help but grinned, revealing their faces due to the constant consumption of alcohol. Mushrooms have lonely and yellow teeth.
"Valhalla." Luther stretched out three fingers of his right hand, took out a few dried mushrooms from the bag at his waist, stuffed them all into his mouth, and chewed them gently.
Suddenly, the delicious and stimulating taste of this special fungus from the dense forests of Northern Europe immediately spread in Luther's mouth and taste buds. At the same time, there was a burning sensation in his stomach as if he had swallowed a whole piece of lava, that weird... The sensation began to travel up the esophagus and directly into the back of the head.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa."
At the same time, other berserker warriors also devoured the fungi in their own way. Some people crushed dried mushrooms into powder, put them in their palms, stuck out their tongues and licked them. In any case, the effect was the same.
When these mad warriors finished eating the mushrooms, they also let out bursts of wolf howls from their throats. At this moment, they seemed to have transformed into wild wolves in the Nordic forest, completely returning to their wild nature.
"Oh wow." Listening to the bursts of wolf howls, Hei Tan, who was following Ulf, seemed to have found his companions and howled at the top of his lungs.
The Wessex cavalry on the opposite side were also ready for the second charge. This time the cavalry maintained a tighter formation and almost uniform pace, slowly rushing towards the shield wall, stretching out their arms. The spears that came out were like the neat tusks of a wild boar.
"Ho ho ho~~."
Not to be outdone, the Northmen were seen violently hitting the buckler shield with their axes, their mouths wide open, their eyes widened, and their tattooed faces as ferocious as devils.
"For the glory of the Lord~~."
Among them, the knight who commanded this Wessex cavalry immediately pointed his sword forward diagonally, sounded a war cry from under his iron helmet, and inspired everyone with religious slogans.
"Ho~~."
The cavalry shouted in unison, and the horses galloped like thunder. This time the attack would be even sharper.
"Hoo, ho, ho." The Norseman behind the shield wall looked at the cavalry getting closer and closer. At this time, he also felt the pressure approaching, and his chest could not help but rise and fall violently due to the suffocating air.
The North warriors could almost hear the snoring of the war horses and feel the heat of the horses' breath. The spear tips of the cavalry reflected the sharp luster. For a moment, the North warriors seemed to be deaf because they were so close. , unable to hear the roar of horse hooves on the ground.
But, the next moment.
The Wessex cavalry hit the shield wall. This time, the thick round shields could not withstand the fierce impact, and were penetrated and broken one after another. The cavalry rushed behind the shield wall like a torrent.
"Wow." The North warrior raised the ax in his hand and wanted to slash at the cavalry who rushed in. However, as the spears of the cavalry on horseback pierced through, a bloody hole was left in the throat of the North warrior who blocked him. , eyes widened, and fell to the ground like half a wooden stake.
At this time, the Wessex nobles who were watching the battle on the hill had expressions of joy on their faces.
They knew that the most powerful thing about the Vikings was their airtight shield wall. If the shield wall that the enemy was proud of was broken, then the other Vikings would have nothing to fear.
"Your Majesty." Suddenly, the voices of other soldiers came from the rear, and the nobles turned around hurriedly.
Alfred, who had finished praying, had a calm face, as if he had just been baptized by the Lord, with a peaceful face, wearing a crown, a short robe, and a square robe embroidered with gold thread, walking slowly come over.
"Your Majesty, why are you not wearing armor?" Yinsak said to Alfred in slight surprise, and even glanced reproachfully at the attendant serving Alfred next to him.
"Firm faith in the Lord is my best armor." Alfred said to Yinsak calmly, while looking beyond the crowd and looking at the battlefield.
"Your Majesty, our cavalry is slaughtering the enemy." A Wessex noble said to Alfred excitedly.
"Hmm." Alfred's expression remained unchanged, as if he didn't notice at all that the balance of victory was tilting in his favor.
"Your Majesty, I suggest that other troops be deployed immediately and take advantage of the victory to attack." Another Wessex noble stepped forward and suggested to Alfred with his hand on his chest.
"No, Your Majesty, the space in front of the mountain stream is too narrow. If a large number of troops are put in, not only will it not have any effect, but it will cause us damage." Yinsak hurriedly pointed to the terrain in the direction of the battlefield and explained to Alfred road.
"I understand." How could Alfred not know this, so he just waved his finger and looked calmly in the direction of the battlefield.
At this time, the bloody fighting on the battlefield seemed to have left some kind of haze in the heart of this pious king.
It was at this time that Ulf led his companions and worked hard to prevent the cavalry from intruding, giving the berserkers enough time to engage in battle.
"Luthor, aren't you and your berserkers ready?" Vargas dodged the tip of a cavalry's spear, reached out to grab the opponent's body, pulled him off the horse, and slammed the cavalry with his axe. On his chest, blood spattered on his body.
"Huh~oh oh oh oh." Luther lowered his head slightly, his eyes slightly unfocused, and looked towards the cavalry in front.
