An ominous premonition arose in the heart of Saarema Chief Vilityif. His inexplicable anxiety made him look around constantly. Soon, the corners of his eyes turned to the bushes, where something seemed to be moving slowly.
"What's going on?" Saarema chief Vilitev immediately squinted his eyes and looked over carefully. When he saw clearly, he was surprised.
I saw a group of Vikings squatting as close to the ground as possible and moving towards me. The two sides were only a hundred steps away.
"Vikings, Vikings." The chief of Sarema, Vilitev, looked horrified. He immediately pointed in the direction of the Vikings and shouted loudly.
At the chief's warning, the archers and the chief's bodyguards immediately turned around. Their response was fast enough, and they used a standard formation to protect the chief of Sarema, Vilitif.
"Charge." Ulf, who originally wanted to sneak attack, saw this scene and realized that their actions had been exposed. He simply stood up, holding a shield and an ax, and headed in the direction of Sarema chief Vilitif. Charge forward.
"Oh oh oh~~~." Under the leadership of Ulf, the other North warriors also acted together. They were like a storm attacking the chief of Sarema, Vilitev.
"Gods bless you." When the soldiers of Sarema saw this group of strong, murderous Vikings charging towards them, they suddenly felt fear and couldn't help but pray to the Ugo gods.
"I swear to protect the chief to the death." At the critical moment, the chief's bodyguards were heartbroken, gripped their shields and spears, and charged back towards the Vikings. The two sides soon fought each other.
The crisp sound of the collision of weapons resounded across the earth. The Viking bucklers hit the chief's bodyguards. The roars and shouts of killing shook the sky. The ax struck on the leather armor and chain mail, and the chains broke and fell into dust. , the armor cracked, and red blood spurted out.
"Valhalla~~." Vargas shouted wildly, flying up and kicking the shield of the chief's bodyguard. Taking advantage of the opponent's instability, he aimed the ax in his hand at the head of the chief's bodyguard. Cut it over with a slash.
"Pfft~~."
The sharp ax blade struck the head of the chief's guard. The blade dug deeply into the skull and got stuck in the gap between the bones. Blood spurted out from the exposed white blood vessels.
"Oh~." Vargas didn't bother to wipe the blood on his face. He raised his foot and kicked on the face of the chief's guard. With a sudden force, he pulled out the ax from his head. The chief's guard looked like Half of it fell to the muddy ground like a wooden stake.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh~~." Suddenly, an arrow hit Vargas from the side, and Vargas had no time to react from his angle.
"哚, 哚, 哚~~." A round shield blocked the side of Vargas, and the arrow missed and nailed the round shield, making a muffled sound.
"Ulf." Vargas turned his face sideways and saw Ulf standing beside him holding a shield.
"Continue." Ulf nodded slightly towards Vargas and moved towards the group of archers in front. The group of archers probably didn't expect that the elite chief's personal guards would be defeated by the Vikings so quickly. , for a moment he stood on the spot in shock.
Saarema chief Velitev was stunned. Although there were not many chiefs' personal guards around him, it was indeed beyond his expectation that they were defeated by the Vikings so quickly.
"Blow the horn and let Mishu and the others come back." Saarema chief Vilityif hurriedly ordered the bugler beside him.
"Woooooooo~~~." The bugler reacted from the shock. He immediately raised his horn and blew a rapid and panicked sound.
Michu and others who were chasing the Vikings suddenly heard the sound of the horn and were stunned for a moment. At this time, he was carried by his men and came to a valley.
"Why are we here?" The conscripts were also stunned. They raised their heads and looked around with confused looks on their faces.
This is a valley with cliffs at the end, surrounded by dense woods. The Vikings they are chasing are being forced into a desperate situation by the levies. The Vikings probably know that there is no way to retreat, and they have their backs to the mountains. He stood against the wall, facing his pursuers, as if preparing for a fight between trapped beasts.
"Gather the troops quickly, Chief.
Adults are calling us. "At this time, Mi Xiu pushed aside everyone and came to them, yelling loudly.
But at this moment, many Viking archers appeared on the top of the mountain wall. They stared at the densely packed levies below with cold eyes.
"Damn it, shield, give me the shield." Michu took a breath. As a local, he knew the terrain very well. If the only entrance was blocked, they would only be massacred.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh~~."
The next moment, arrows fell like raindrops from above their heads, and the unprepared conscripts were shot down. They fell one after another like wheat in the autumn harvest.
"Turn back and fight out." Michu raised the shield in his hand, waved the spear in his hand, and directed the conscripts to retreat towards the way in.
Now as long as they can withdraw, they can fight for a chance of survival, but Michu knows very well that the Vikings will never give up such a good opportunity.
"However, with the number of people we have, we should be able to rush out at least part of it!" Mi Xiu had a glimmer of hope in his heart, but when they arrived at the entrance of the valley with the missing arrow above their heads, Mi Xiu felt as if he was falling. It's like being in an ice cellar.
At the mouth of the valley, dozens of tall Viking berserkers took off their shirts and were shirtless, holding long-handled axes in both hands, blocking their way.
"Ho~~Hu~~." The group of Viking berserkers wore wolf-skin helmets on their heads. Their chest muscles bulged high, their arms were covered with green veins like horned dragons, and their long-handled axes shone with cold light.
"Woo~~." Looking at the group of ferocious berserkers, the conscripts had never seen such a formation before. They were stunned and found themselves in a dilemma.
At this time, the Viking warriors who had been forced into the valley formed a shield wall with their shields, and slowly threatened the conscripts.
"We can only rush over now to return to our families alive. The Ugo gods will bless us." Michu raised the spear in his hand and encouraged the timid people.
"Ho~~~."
The conscripts who were trapped in a desperate situation also knew that if they could not break out of a way out, they would only die. Therefore, they roared at the same time and charged towards the berserker warriors.
"Ouch~~~."
Looking at the surging conscripts, the berserker warriors were not afraid, but showed excitement. They looked up to the sky and howled like wolves, raising the long-handled axes in their hands.
And when the conscripts rushed to the berserker warriors, they felt their hearts sink to the bottom, because each of these berserker warriors was over 1.85 meters tall. Standing in front of them, these conscripts were like children, standing in front of adults.
