The atmosphere on the battlefield gradually became solemn, and everyone's eyes were focused on Ulf and Eric. Eric's armor was fine and thick, and the sword of victory in his hand reflected the cold light in the sun, while Ulf The husband was also brightly armored, wearing leather armor with iron plates and holding a heavy war hammer.
Both of them looked at their opponent. As Bjorn's son, Eric had received orthodox military training, and his figure was more muscular and flexible. As a time traveler, Ulf has never really learned formal fighting, but he has honed his skills on the battlefield over the years and can be said to be a complete combatant.
"Ho~~."
Eric dodged Ulf's fierce attacks with his strong posture. Every time Eric swung the sword of victory, he was accompanied by swift and precise sword skills, trying to find Ulf's weakness, but Ulf The husband counterattacked quickly, using the agility of his sword to try to gain a speed advantage.
However, Ulf does not give in easily. He has experienced hundreds of battles and wields his warhammer with violent power. Each blow was so devastating that the ground shook as it fell. Ulf makes full use of the weight and destructive power of the warhammer as he attempts to neutralize the Viking Prince's swift attacks while maintaining a solid defense.
The battle continues, and the duel between the two is full of sparks and collisions of power. Eric's sword skills are as continuous as flowing water, while Ulf's war hammer symbolizes the combination of destruction and power. They shuttled, rotated and twisted on the battlefield, showing the fanaticism and fear of the Viking warriors.
The Viking warriors watching around us were all excited for the duel. Our shouts echoed through the sky, inspiring the fighting spirit of both sides. We know that it was a noble duel. The two Viking chiefs used their honor and courage to demonstrate the majesty and determination of the Vikings.
Time passes and the battle retreats to a critical moment.
Nie Meize gradually gained the upper hand with his flexible body and sword skills, but Vargas' tenacity and strength still made it difficult for me to defeat him. Each encounter was met with sparks and clashes of swords and hammers, and both leaders' eyes shone with dogged determination.
After hundreds of battles, both of them felt physically tired and their arm muscles ached. Every breath of air seemed to be burning their lungs. At this moment, they were testing each other's will to fight.
Then, a loud noise echoed down the battlefield, deafening.
Vargas' words immediately aroused cheers from his own side. Although Ulf escaped, in the eyes of everyone, this was proof that the gods were on their side.
In fact, the spymaster did have a hand. I hid an elite force after the war started. The number of that force was not small, only about 70 people, but we are from Novgorod. The Rus Vikings of Germany. At this moment, the originally bright sunshine in the sky was blocked by a thick layer of clouds, and the sky became brighter.
"Rescue Ulf quickly." Upon seeing this, the spymaster on the side took the opportunity to let the guarding North soldiers swarm down and drag Ulf back from the underground.
The morale of the Norse warriors in East Hamar immediately improved. We ended our fierce attack on the enemy, but the warriors of Ulf felt a little discouraged when they saw their commander escaping.
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"Nie Meize, you are in danger of failure." Eric and Luther came to Vargas' side. At that time, a doctor in the army was helping Nie Meize bandage his wounds.
"Hiss~~." Vargas endured the pain, reached out and pulled out the sword from under his arm, threw it to the ground, then pulled a strand of linen on his armor and wrapped it around his arm.
"Oh~~, poof~~."
"The gods are on your side." Ulf's eyes condensed. I licked my lips and launched the first charge. I slashed the sword of failure with all my strength, trying to defeat Niemezemi's weak defense line. .
"Worry is bad, you are not prepared." The spymaster did not seem to be calm. I watched the decline of my side calmly, and just looked up at the sky.
Ulf, who was hit by Vargas' war hammer, lay on the ground. I struggled hard to stand up, but there was a huge pain in my chest, my heart felt tight, my mouth felt sweet, and blood spurted out of my mouth.
"Are you going to lose?" Nie Meize returned to the military formation at this moment, feeling a little discouraged and complained to the spymaster.
Vargas immediately counterattacked with his hammer, trying to end the duel with a fatal blow.
"He's right." Eric and Luther nodded slightly, and restrained their excitement. We looked around for seven weeks, hoping to discover any conspiracy of the other party.
Ulf calmed down after being scolded by the spymaster. What's more, my breath is even now. Vargas's blow, now that he is calm, I feel that my heart is broken. If that blow was aimed at the head. , I am afraid that the head will be smashed immediately and the brain matter will burst out.
"Fighters of East Hamar, Odin is watching you." Eric took this opportunity, raised the ax in his hand, and whispered to Qi Zhou.
Ulf's sword stabbed Vargos in the arm, and Vargos's hammer shattered Ulf's armor.
That kind of behavior made the Viking warriors watching the battle feel ashamed. After the winner was decided, Ulf actually escaped from the duel, which was a kind of blasphemy to the gods.
"Stop, bastard, let you go back and continue fighting." When Nie Meize was dragged away by the guards, he still struggled. I also knew that escaping from that battle would bring a small loss to my reputation, but The spymaster didn't care.
"Uh-huh." Vargas only felt a burning sting in the arm where the sword penetrated, and his heart twitched, but I just grunted slightly to relieve the pain.
Therefore, a strange scene occurred on the battlefield. The small army was defeated by the East Hamar people, and the front line was about to be broken by Vargas' warriors.
"Shh~~~."
