Chapter 179, fierce battle

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"sewer?"

Alfred's eyes narrowed slightly, his brows furrowed, and his expression became solemn. He immediately stood up and looked at the nobles aside.

"Your Majesty, that is an ancient waterway that the Vikings could not possibly know about." The gray-haired noble hurriedly explained to Alfred.

"My lord, don't you know what the Vikings are capable of now?" Alfred said sternly to the gray-haired nobleman with a stern look on his face.

"Yes, Your Majesty, we will send someone right away." The nobles also seemed to realize the urgency of the situation. These Vikings were like demons descended from the sky. They would come out of nowhere. Maybe they knew some kind of terrible evil. With his witchcraft, he can know the waterway left by the Romans.

At this time, the fighting in the castle became more and more intense.

"Fight in."

Vargas held a buckler in one hand and an ax in the other. He stood in the castle and waved to others to charge.

"Boom, boom, boom~~."

Just as Vargas and others rushed into a narrow alley between the main castle and the square, they heard a burst of heavy footsteps, followed by a group of banner knights in heavy armor, blocking everyone side by side. the way to go.

"Shield wall."

Upon seeing this, Vargas immediately shouted an order.

Under Vargas's order, the North warriors raised their shields and formed a shield wall in the alley, with a few meters between them and the flag knights.

"Hoo, ho."

The North warriors felt physically exhausted after a lot of fighting, but they firmly believed that Ulf's plan would succeed, and they would win the glory of victory before others arrived.

"Stop them." At this time, the palace steward standing behind the flag knights pointed at the North warriors opposite and shouted.

"For the glory of the Lord."

The Captain of the Knights with the Square Flag suddenly drew out his sword, pointed diagonally in the direction of the Vikings, and issued a call to arms to his companions.

"Wow ah ah~~~."

The Knights of the Square Banner are the elites of the Wessex army. They are born noble and are trained as warriors since childhood. When they grow up, they undergo rigorous training, participate in a large number of competitions, and swear to serve the king and God loyally.

Before the morning star rises, knights pray silently in the church, listening to the voice of the Lord alone.

When he steps out of the church at dawn, his lord will hold a cross-shaped sword and award him the title of Knight of the Square.

At this time, the evil Vikings stepped into the castle and threatened the monarch's life, which made the group of knights with flags furious. They eagerly hoped to repel these Vikings and prove that they were worthy of the title of knight.

"Ahhhhhh~~."

The flag knights rushed towards the Viking shield wall, hitting the shield wall with their swords and spears. The Norse warriors were not to be outdone. They slyly hid behind the thick shield wall, and then used their swords and spears to hit the shield wall. The spear thrust through the gap.

The tip of the spear hit the knight's armor, but it did not pierce immediately. Instead, the knight held the spear, and the two sides began to pull.

"Oh wow."

In the narrow alley, the two sides were crowded together. They could not even pull out their weapons and attack each other. Some people raised their heads in pain, breathing heavily above them, trying to inhale fresh air into their lungs. ….

"Luthor, let me come up."

Vargas struggled to get out of the crowd. Seeing the stalemate between the two sides, he hurriedly turned to Luther, who was tall but trapped in the middle.

Luther was helpless at this time. Even though he was extremely powerful, Luther seemed to be trapped in a swamp. He was unable to move due to his strength. As time went by, danger would definitely arise.

Because Luther was seeing a group of Wessex archers flying towards this side from the direction of the buildings on both sides. Once the archers were in position at a high place, they could shoot down from above. The Sri Lankan soldiers became living targets.

"Wait." Luther looked at Wa

In the direction of Gus, he looked at the flag knights in front, struggled to pull out one hand, and grabbed Vargas' collar.

Like pulling out a carrot, Vargas was pulled out of the crowd, and Vargas stepped on everyone's shoulders and heads. With his eyes wide open, he jumped towards the banner knights in front, It hit the knights hard.

.......

in waterway

Ulf and others swung their axes at the iron fence blocking them, and struck hard. Perhaps because it had been too long, these iron fences had become rotten, and they were broken by the axe after just a few blows. .

"Kang Lang."

With a crisp sound, the iron fence was opened, and Ulf bent down and got out.

"Viking."

When Ulf got out of the sewer, he saw some monks with Peter-style haircuts in a library filled with shelves of parchment scrolls.

When these monks saw the Vikings emerging from under the upturned bricks, their faces turned pale with fear. Many of them even accidentally knocked over the candles used for lighting on the table.

The candle lit the dry parchment, and the flame began to rise, but no one paid attention to the spread of the fire at this time. The monks were as scared as if they had seen the devil from hell and entered the human world.

They almost screamed at the top of their lungs, and the timid ones began to run away towards the door. However, the other North warriors who emerged from the sewer immediately raised their throwing axes and aimed at the escaping monks. The monk was thrown to the ground, and the flying ax hit the monk's back, and the monk immediately fell to the ground.

"Pfft."

Ulf frowned slightly. He looked at the wooden barrel placed on the other side. In it was some water that the monks used to soak their fingers. He poured the water on the burning parchment, which caused the flames to ignite. extinguished.

"Boom~~."

The door of the library suddenly opened, and several heavily armed guards were startled when they saw the Vikings appearing in the room. They were just doing a routine inspection according to the orders of the nobles, but they didn't expect that there were actually vikings. Kyoto came out.

"Viking, help."

The monks were as frightened as flies on their brows, and some were trembling and huddled in the corner, covering their cheeks with their hands, looking at Ulf and others in horror from between their fingers.

"kill."

Ulf's face darkened and he said to his companions.

"Oh wow."

The North soldiers shouted, raised their weapons, and rushed towards the guards at the door. The two sides fought together.

And Ulf pulled out the Viking sword he was carrying, holding the warhammer in one hand and the sword in the other, and strode towards the Wessex guards.

bq.

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