Vikings: Journey of the Juggernaut

Chapter 172 Red-haired Rayleigh, war killing machine

Among the five major territories of the Niugui Tribe, the fortifications at Baigu Mountain are the most vulnerable.

Because the evil ghost warrior Markit believes that the strongest attack is the strongest defense, more than 1400 soldiers stepped out in dense footsteps and lined up on the coastline.

In addition to the 800 elites, the other 600 warriors from various tribes who gathered during this period looked at the black warships getting closer and closer on the sea, and they couldn't help feeling a little frightened.

The entire army was mobilized in the northern border, with more than 150 warships and at least 2000 people coming.

In terms of the breadth of the territory and the number of people, the central part is far larger than the barren and cold northern part. Even the half of the central part controlled by the Niugui tribe has a population and territory nearly twice that of the northern part.

But at the moment, the military strength of only the White Bone Mountain Territory is obviously inferior to the entire military strength of the Northern Territory.

If this battle continues, it will be difficult for them to survive.

As if he guessed what they were thinking, Master Markit's thunderous voice sounded from the coastline:

"As long as we block the Northerners here for half a day, the reinforcements from Niugui Mountain will arrive. But if we take a step back and White Bone Mountain is occupied, the surrounding tribes will become the prey of the Northerners. Your family and My tribe will be ashamed of your cowardice, and those who retreat will be tortured in hell after death."

"The wolves in the north are so ambitious that if we don't fight them today, they will inevitably have a fight in the future. Today, let us send them to hell. We will fight them so that they dare not do it again. They will be frightened when they hear the name of White Bone Mountain."

"White Bone Mountain must win!"

"White Bone Mountain must win!"

A continuous roar suddenly sounded on the coastline, and a high fighting spirit swept towards the northern fleet that gradually entered the throwing range.

Scattered arrows landed on the coast and the fleet, causing minimal damage to both sides.

As the silhouettes of the warriors from the northern fleet gradually became clearer, not only the warriors on the coastline, but even Markit himself also frowned.

Frost warrior! !

The warships at the front, the bodies that were much higher than the warships at the rear, and the patches of gray hair, there had always been rumors in Scandinavia that the most powerful Frostmen were coming.

Markit was also a little unsure at this time, not sure whether he could get support from Niuguishan.

Only fifty steps left——

The five warships at the front suddenly accelerated their speed and headed straight towards the middle of the coastal defense line. The tall bodies on the ship became increasingly clear.

The sight of several super giants is even more frightening.

Twenty steps——

"Ready to fight!"

Market clenched the long-handled ax in her hand and raised it.

wow-

The waves on the sea rose violently, and the horns sounded.

The moment the five warships rushed onto the beach, Markit took the lead and launched the charge.

When he and the soldiers rushed closer, the sunlight above his head was completely blocked in an instant, and he saw huge skeleton frost people jumping up from the ship and smashing their horse-killing swords in mid-air.

when--

Markit took a blow from Gagaru's sword, and couldn't stop retreating. He was blocked by the soldiers behind him.

"Odin!"

Hundreds of skeleton frost warriors fell into the crowd from mid-air, causing a rain of blood.

At the same time, the disaster warship washed up on the coast. The four top war commanders, Ogre, Bloodbat Noah, Bartholomew, and Deaver, had already ejected immediately and jumped into the crowd unscrupulously, clearing out a group of people in an instant. Small space.

Rayleigh and the others slowed down half a step and quickly followed up with the four nearly invincible guys.

The Ice Man was the slowest, but the next moment was shocking. Under the wide perspective of an eagle's eye, the Ice Man lifted the entire medium-sized warship with both hands and smashed it directly into the crowd.

In the dull eyes of the warriors of the White Bone Mountain, a medium-sized warship like a giant blocked the sun and crashed down.

There was a loud bang!

The warship was torn apart in the crowd, and blood flowed out from under the hull like waves.

The White Bone Mountain warriors on both sides glanced at the middle defense line where the battle was taking place, and their eyes kept trembling:

Lifting the warship with one hand and smashing it out, the powerful Lord Market was almost knocked to the ground by a knife. Large giants fell from the sky, the bodies of his own warriors kept flying out, and those terrifying disaster robes passed by along the way. Leave a piece empty...

This battle seems to be different from what Lord Markit said before.

The crushing battle unfolding in front of Guang's eyes looked like it could only be fought by the northerners who were in their early 100s. More than a thousand of them might not be able to defeat them.

About to hit the coast, there are more than 140 warships and more than 2000 northern warriors.

But they couldn't retreat. There were many law enforcers standing behind them. Turning around and escaping would also result in death, and they would also be called cowards.

Without giving them any extra time to think, dozens of warships hit the coastline in a row, and the soldiers on both sides clashed in a bloody line.

The White Bone Mountain warriors on the right turned pale when they saw the entire chain armor army charging towards them, as well as the large figures leading them.

The opponents were all wearing full sets of chain armor, and it was obvious that they were the elite among the elite. As they expected, they were crushed as soon as they collided with each other.

Led by General Julu, coupled with the giant bull Minov and various long-claw captains beside him, they charged into the crowd in a rampant manner. The long-clawed warriors behind him were in high spirits. They followed their leader and swarmed forward, completely killing through the opponent's right flank.

The left wing of White Bone Mountain on the other side faced the right wing of the Northern Frontier Army.

Redmond held a giant ax and a hatchet in both hands, followed by three great warriors: Olaf the Wild Boar, Jaborn the Eviscerator, and Keen the Earth Hammer. He led the Blackfish warriors to charge forward.

There were no enemies along the way.

Even if the ax misses someone, he will be instantly killed by the three war commanders following him.

Behind the Blackfish warriors, the Mistcrow warriors and the Chicken warriors followed closely. Sparrow pulled him to the side of the army alone, completely letting go of himself, and one man broke into the opponent's crowd.

The scabbard blocked countless attacks. The iron sword did not just cut off the arms like before, but wiped away the necks with extreme sharpness and precision.

Redmond, Olaf and others were secretly frightened when they noticed Sparrow, who had been pulled out of the army and cut into the enemy crowd alone.

The White Bone Mountain warriors who kept falling around him were enough to illustrate the terrifying strength of this Mist Crow man. Moreover, he was surrounded and needed a lot of energy to defend.

The Mistcrow warriors also noticed this scene, and Sophia asked Shurut: "Chief, do you want to follow Sparrow?"

"No need." Shurut shook his head.

Sparrow went on a killing spree for the first time in more than ten years. The purpose was very clear. He probably wanted to increase the general's combat power. If he wanted to attack the general, there would be no pressure.

The left-wing warriors of White Bone Mountain who were still alive at this time were almost completely beaten. Not to mention the northern right-wing troops pushing forward, even the great swordsman who rushed into the crowd alone in sight could not be dealt with. He was still killing soldiers in reverse.

Except for the great swordsman, the tall figures headed by the other party were much stronger than the great swordsman, especially the troop commander with a giant axe. Even his own captain was hacked to death by two blows.

How is this played?

The fighting power of the Northerners was seriously underestimated. This is the inner thought of almost all the White Bone Mountain warriors on the coastline at this time.

In the middle section, the leaderless army led the war whale warriors like a bulldozer towards the area where Markit gathered the largest number of elites. The Sword Wolf troops and the Eagle Mountain troops pressed past the two sides of the war whale troops respectively.

Kulag's ice-cold eyes were looking at the whole situation, which was in a state of collapse. Even if the opponent came with reinforcements, they would no longer be able to make a comeback.

With a wave of his hand, he ordered all the soldiers to press out, and he quickly rushed to the battlefield with the turtles and other tribal warriors.

Surte, who finally arrived at the coast, raised his flaming sword: "Everyone, rush with me."

If he slowed down for a while, his rear guard might not even be able to take a sip of the soup.

"The Skeletal Frost Man has fallen!"

In one of the war zones, a skeleton warrior was surrounded and killed, and his huge body fell to the ground.

"The Bone Frost Warriors are not that scary. They are not invincible. Let's fight them back to the surface..." A captain tried to cheer people up, but there was not much response in his ears.

When he raised his head, his eyes were completely dull.

The left wing was gone, the right wing was gone, and all the Bone Mountain warriors in the front row were retreating. Even Lord Markit was beaten back by a tall northerner wrapped in bright silver armor...

Bone Mountain is finished!

Just as the captain was thinking this, a shadow fell over his head.

brush--

Gagaru swung his sword and his head flew up.

At this time, the eleven members of the Calamity Knights were overwhelmingly clearing a passage among the crowd, outflanking Market's retreat.

The ogre shook off the huge iron chain with all his strength, and smashed away a row of soldiers on the left with his hammer. Deaver used his shield and violently knocked away the right side. Faceless opened the way at the front, followed closely by Bartholomew and Noah. Clear out surrounding enemies.

Nightmare was at the rear, with chains and sword blades blocking countless attacks.

Rayleigh is also at the back end, and the front end is too powerful to use them at all. The eagle's eyes took in the movements of the soldiers around him. He held the iron-blooded spear in both hands, and the spear was drawn out like a dragon, constantly harvesting lives one after another.

Since entering the battle formation, his spear has not paused for a breath, and there are too many flaws that the eagle eye can observe. The companions around him are all extremely powerful. If the opponent cannot attack for a while, they will naturally wait to be harvested.

The efficiency is extremely high——

Just like this time, he stabbed and killed a warrior who was knocked off balance by Bane's axe. When he turned back, the spear pierced the throat of the warrior on the other side who was deflected by Croft's shield.

He pulled out his long sword smoothly and slashed through a warrior who was close by but was bounced away by Nightmare's sword edge.

Returning to the sword in an instant, he continued to hold the spear shaft with both hands, and knocked down several warriors in front of him with a fierce sweep. He slid the spear shaft to his shoulder with one hand, and his body was already pressing forward. The long sword in his right hand was glowing with green light, and he continuously Killing two people, the spear pole deflected the additional attacks.

At the same time, an afterimage was stepped on under his feet, and then he jumped back to his position in the team.

The disaster robe has long been dyed scarlet, and even the hair on both sides of the helmet has completely turned red.

Killing more than 20 people along the way, Lei Li sighed vaguely, Hawkeye is the ultimate killing talent on the battlefield——

The slow-motion perspective is equivalent to predicting in advance what will happen in the opponent's warrior's next breath. There is a dense circle of warriors around, and at each moment there will always be a few that are in a state suitable for being killed at the next moment.

Of course, this is also due to the strength of teammates. If the teammates are weak, everyone will be in a hurry to defend and cannot take care of them, so there is no point in killing the enemy.

The Nightmare and others beside him were also surprised. The hawk-eyed man seemed to have eyes in the back of his head. The iron spear always appeared at unexpected and key positions. This guy's timing ability was very terrifying.

They also felt a lot more relaxed. They didn't have to worry about whether the opponent's unbalanced warrior would fight back, because their lives would be taken away by spears in the next breath.

call--

Rayleigh exhaled after retreating. His spirit was extremely high, but his body was already very tired.

After all, you are in a crowd of enemies. You have to concentrate every breath and every second, attack or defend without pause, and you are holding a heavy spear, which consumes just as much physical energy.

He simply turned on his rage, and the power surged into his body, and his killing efficiency increased again.

……

"Lord Markit, we can't stop it anymore. If we don't leave, our entire army will be annihilated." A captain warned loudly.

Markit blocked the iron can's sword and glanced around and in front of him. His soldiers had been completely defeated.

The Northern Chain Armor Army on the right wing, the ridiculously tall Frost Warriors all around, the Northern Territory elites who were overwhelmingly pushed forward, and the left wing had already been beaten to pieces.

There is no way back!

In this battle, it can be said that the Northern Territory was completely stunned. No one could have imagined that the Northern Territory's warriors would be so powerful, and there were countless top warriors who could not be solved at all.

Just like the tin can in front of me...

"The Northern Lords are coming this way. Lord Markit, please leave immediately." In the captain's anxious eyes, a five-color divine sword killed another crowd of people with overwhelming force, and pressed forward with the soldiers.

The White Bone Mountain warriors on the battlefield had been completely beaten to pieces and surrounded by Harvest.

"Retreat!" Market shouted helplessly. After flicking away the decapitating sword, he turned and left behind under the cover of many elites.

But in front of his sight, a disaster robe cut off the back path to the mountain.

Among the four huge figures in front, there is also a body that is almost as tall as the General Boneshuang that we fought against before...

Markit let out a breath. He had never known fear in his life, but at this moment, he actually felt a little afraid that there were so many high-end combat forces in the north and worried about the future of the tribe.

Pairs of disaster robes locked in at the same time, and the eyes of these top combat powers and advanced combat powers were filled with desire for their own heads.

Damn it! !

Markit felt like she was selling her head at this moment. There were so many great warriors blocking the way ahead, so it was obvious that she couldn't get through.

From behind, the tin can warriors followed and came to kill them.

"Change the other way."

Markit made a prompt decision and led the people to avoid the Disaster Robe blocking the front. Not long after running, two figures came from this side like lightning.

There are great northern warriors everywhere, and it is impossible for Markit to return, so he can only try to break through.

At the moment of the confrontation, Minov blocked a large area of ​​the White Bone Mountain's elite attacks in an instant.

With a clang, the scimitar of Zarji's left arm deflected the giant axe, and the long scimitar of his right hand stabbed into Markit's throat and passed out from the back of the neck.

(End of this chapter)