In the open space, soldiers from both sides stood still.
The main warriors sent by Ulf were Luther and Vargas, as well as eight other warriors who followed Ulf in the British Islands and survived.
These warriors who have experienced the baptism of war have long been accustomed to facing swords. When their eyes are staring at each other, their eyes are full of indifference. When they don't care about death, death does not pose any threat.
"Gudu."
The so-called warriors sent by Halfdan clutched the spears in their hands. Although they mustered up the courage to follow Halfdan and fought a few battles, they were all small fights to rob passers-by or villages. It’s nothing like real combat experience.
However, these warriors selected by Halfdan were taller, stockier, and capable of killing each other in fights. One of them, a red-haired man, attracted the most attention.
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"How's it going?" Vargas touched his chin with a smile and said to Luther beside him.
"Except for one, the others are all minor characters." Luther half-squinted his eyes, crossed his arms, and said with disdain.
"The red-haired one, the Berserker?" Vargas suppressed his smile and followed Luther's line of sight. He saw that the red-haired man had a dull expression, but he was much bigger than the others. Standing in the crowd, he looked like half a man. Giant-like.
At this time, Ulf didn't care about this battle at all. He walked to a big tree and had someone spread out the bearskin and sit down. Black Coal lay next to Ulf and yawned. .
"Wulf, what on earth is he playing at?" Wolf placed his hands on his hips and growled in the direction of Liao Qun.
Both Wolf and Ramlioqun's eyes were full of murderous intent, and we challenged each other. Every attack is a bet in our lives, but we have not retreated. Our power seemed to become more intense, each attack more ferocious than the one after. "Enter the heart." The notary threw a sharp sword into the sky. When the sword spun in mid-air for several weeks and stuck straight into the ground, the soldiers on both sides roared.
"Odin~."
Wolf Jinxin danced wildly in the audience, the ax struck under the red-haired woman's shield, and my body moved slowly like the wind, avoiding the opponent's attack.
When the two teams of warriors lined up to fight, Wolf and the red-haired woman walked towards each other almost at the same time. We stood face to face, with a resigned fighting will revealed in our eyes.
As the roar rang out, the East Hamar people who were watching the battle and those who entered Vargas all shouted in unison. Some of us banged our bucklers, and the sound made our blood flow even more.
Before the calm battle, Wolf's breathing rhythm gradually became a little disordered. As a berserker, even if he did not chew mushrooms or drink the special secret medicine, his strength was weaker than that of the special Norse warriors, and he could compete with Wolf. It was the first time that my husband had the upper hand in a fight.
Our attacks are becoming more ferocious and rapid. At that time, we were no longer human beings, but like two ferocious beasts, engaged in the final battle.
Liao Qunrou used the sharp dagger in her hand to cut the throat of an opponent, and blood instantly flowed from the wound. The opponent was subdued by Wofra from the front, so Wofra could only kneel on one knee and half on the ground.
At this time, blood was sprinkled on the ground, and the originally sandy soil was stained with a layer of purple. The people around us were infected by the blood and violent atmosphere, and we were hoarse.
The life-and-death duel continued to retreat, the two men alternated attack and defense, and our bodies flew like a whirlwind.
Their weapons collided again, making a sound of metal clashing.
Ramluthor felt the aura of safety, turned around quickly, and struck Wolf with the ax in his hand. However, Wolf was also very alert, and I blocked the attack with my axe.
"You think so too." Wolf smiled, seemingly satisfied with the other party's answer.
Ramluthor used all his strength to block the attack, but I felt my arm was numb before it reached my heart. Wolf waited for the opponent to recover, then quickly turned around and attacked Ramluthor's front and back.
Looking at Halfdan's behavior, Liao Qunrou frowned. It was obvious that the other party did not take her seriously, which made me angry.
"Hoo, hoo."
"Pfft."
"Unless he defeats you, there is no need to talk." Liao Qun Luther looked arrogant. I was originally a North warrior in a village, but I was deprived of my land by the lord for some reason. I killed the lord in anger and became a wanderer. , wandering around like a wandering spirit until he met Vargas.
In an instant, Wolf and the red-haired woman waved their weapons at the same time and attacked each other. The ax and the sword intertwined, making a deafening collision sound.
"Hmm." Wolf heard Wolf's voice and held back his hand. I took a few deep breaths, and the muscles all over my body swelled, and the leather armor underneath me made a creaking sound.
The double-edged axes collided with a loud noise.
Sometimes we jump up, sometimes we dodge the opponent's attacks slowly. Our breathing became heavier and heavier, and sweat flowed from our foreheads, but we didn't stop.
Even the people of East Hamar have not thanked those who provoked them. In the culture of the Vikings, if we want to make the land fertile and have a good harvest in the coming year, we must have a lot of blood. Usually we will kill a cow after reclamation. , spreading the blood of cattle into the land.
"What's his name?" Wolf's eyes hardened, he straightened up and asked the red-haired woman.
"Ram Luther, son of Vigla." The red-haired woman raised her chin. My fiery red hair was covered with beads of sweat, as wet as the sparse bushes in the morning were covered with dew.
The two berserkers were fighting from the ground up, and our attack speed was so slow that it simply exceeded ordinary people's imagination. Deep wounds appeared under our bodies, but we still did not stop, and instead became more crazy and brave.
We attack and dodge each other, our bodies dodging each other's attacks like civet cats.
In that chaotic scene, Wolf finally felt the frenzy in his heart gradually heating up, and a surge of anger surged into his heart. Wolf's body became more flexible, and my attacks became more ferocious.
"Ho~~."
Liao Qun quickly raised his shield and blocked an attack from the red-haired woman. I felt a weak force under the shield, which made my arms feel numb. Wolf's figure stagnated, but he slowly launched another attack, each time more fierce than the last, trying to break the opponent's defense.
"Ramluthor, are you interested in doing it on your hands?" Wolf nodded slightly and solemnly proposed to Ramluthor.
When Liao Qunrou threw the body and stood up, she saw the fight between Wolf and Liao Qunrou. Wolf's brows furrowed.
Of course, it must be the flow of human blood that retreats into the small earth. This will be the smallest contribution to the gods, and it is also a good omen.
When Liao Qun's attention was completely focused on the opponent, but as the battle continued, I finally noticed the seven-week battle scene. Wolf heard the roars and shouts of the soldiers, and saw some soldiers falling to the ground, unable to stand up.
