Vikings: Journey of the Juggernaut

Chapter 44 Breakthrough!What a waste of time to fight today

Lei Li landed on the ground, pulled back his sword, and watched as the Blackfish warrior gushed out blood and fell to the ground, and then breathed out a deep breath.

Yan Hui needed extremely strong waist and abdominal core strength and muscle control. After performing this stunt, his muscles all over his body were a little stiff and his eyes were a little sore. He was obviously on the verge of reaching his physical limit.

The violent state was automatically extinguished, and the steps staggered for a while. The fatigue all over the body surged in an instant, and the head was tingling like needles. The world in the field of vision was spinning in circles at the same time...

He quickly closed his eyes and used his sword to hold the ground to keep himself from falling.

At this time, he didn't dare to sit down or lie down to rest. After two such battles, once his spirit was completely relaxed, he might not be able to stand up at all in a short time.

However, even if he forced his body to stand, it was not enough. Extreme fatigue and sleepiness came over him, and he felt that he would fall asleep completely in the next second.In order to fight against the increasingly strenuous sleepiness, I quickly turned my attention to my inner eye.

The progress bar that was still at 67% yesterday has now reached about 84%, and the word "Elite" is added to the back of the Raider title.

The progress bar increased by 17% in one day. It had never seen such a huge increase since he refused to duel at the leader's farm three years ago and faced a psychological breakthrough that was criticized by all.If we follow daily training, the 17% progress bar will require at least close to half a year of training.

This is obviously a surprising and good news. Although the "Hexi Battle" is extremely dangerous, the gains in combat insights and life-and-death fights are indeed very impressive.

Of course, he wouldn't have done this if he hadn't run out of options.

But now, if even family and friends choose to run for their own lives instead of protecting them when they clearly have the opportunity, even if they become a sword master in secret, what's the point of practicing martial arts.

For Rayleigh, there was no choice.They prefer to use the strong to defeat the weak, but this does not mean that they cannot fight at all costs.

The sleepiness gradually eased unconsciously, and when I opened my eyes again, I heard Jecam's voice:
"Rayleigh, how are you?"

Just now, he didn't make a sound to disturb his friend's rest. Instead, he was tugging at the Black Fish Warrior's leather armor, which he had already put on.

There is a Saxon sword hanging on the right waist, an ax hanging on the left waist, a bow and quiver hanging on the shoulder, a shield on the back, and a shield in the hand.

"No problem, let's go." Rayleigh sheathed his sword, took the shield and hung it on his back, and started to take steps.

As soon as I took the first step, I felt that all the muscles in my body were stiff to the extreme, and when I pulled, I felt a stinging sensation like a knife, but I still gritted my teeth and stepped forward.

The two of them would whistle every time they walked a certain distance, but there was no response from Kaisen.After walking for a few minutes, perhaps hearing their whistle, a raven suddenly flew over overhead.

"The fat-headed bird led by Bartholomew!"

Jiekamu's eyes were slightly bright, and the fat-headed bird circled above them, seeming to chirp twice happily because it found a familiar person.

The fat-headed bird was not in good condition, with blood stains all over its mouth, claws and body.

"Gah..."

Jecam quickly communicated with it in the human crow language, trying to get the crow to take them to Kaisen. The fat-headed bird's field of view in the sky was wider than theirs, so it was naturally easier to spot the tribesmen.

"Gah...what a stupid bird."

Seeing that the stupid bird didn't understand his words and was still hovering overhead, Jackham and Reilly continued to walk forward helplessly.

However, with this bird following him above his head, if an enemy appeared nearby, it would not be completely useless if he had the ability to sound a warning sound.

……

"That's the whistle of your Mistcrow tribe, why don't you respond?" Youmu asked with some confusion after noticing the slight change in the eyes of the Mistcrow genius after hearing the whistle.

The movements in his hands did not stop at the same time, and he chopped down a tree trunk again, leaving little room for the opponent to move.

The surrounding banyan trees had already been cut to pieces, and it was impossible for this guy to jump to the thick branches of other big trees at will like before.

The left and right sides were empty, and the outer branches of the banyan trees in the middle and rear of the site had all been cut off. Behind the fence directly in front were the exiles from the camp outside the stone building who were holding up their weapons and waiting to prevent them from passing by.

Facing the battle between two powerful tribes, no one of the exiles in front of them dared to make the decision to let them in. Even if Deaver himself arrived after being asked for instructions, he had to weigh the cost.

This finally forced the Mist Crow genius into a desperate situation with no escape.

However, what surprised Youm was that not only was the Mist Crow genius in front of him not afraid, but his paralyzed face showed an abnormal smile.

"Little devil, what are you laughing at?"

Huh! Another branch fell to the ground.

Kaisen jumped on one of the few remaining small branches and looked down at the one-eye below. He relaxed a little and had the desire to speak:

"It is indeed the whistle of our tribe, but I'm afraid it's different from what you imagined. The whistle comes from Rayleigh and Jackham. You know what this means. The two people who are chasing them are your two teammates. already dead."

After knowing each other for many years, he knew very well about Rayleigh's behavior. He never showed mercy when facing the enemy, and his attacks were fatal.

The familiar voice came. Since both Rayleigh and Jackham were still alive, it must be that their opponents had become corpses.

"You fart." Youmu's movements stopped slightly, and then he sneered, "How can two brats who are weaker than you defeat two elite raider warriors from our tribe?"

"Nothing is impossible. You wouldn't have thought that you would waste so much time on me." Kaisen replied calmly.

"It won't waste long, I will send you to hell right away." As Youm spoke, he cut off another branch without mercy in his hands.

beep—

Hearing the whistle that reached his ears again, Kaisen's eyes flashed with warmth and relief, and then his eyes became resolute: "It doesn't matter if I die, they are still alive, then you will die in their hands sooner or later."

He was grateful that his two companions were willing to risk their lives to rescue him, but he was not prepared to respond. The people in front of him were too powerful, and the two of them were just sending themselves to death.

"I'm kidding myself. I want to see if there are any fish left in your tribe that have slipped through the net." Youm put two fingers into his mouth and responded with a whistle.

Even if the fog crow tribe on the coast is not dead, they will definitely be followed by a group of pursuers, and they will not be able to overturn the storm.

"It's useless. The whistle you imitate will only be considered a trap." Kaisen looked calm. Everyone's voice is different. Even if he blows a whistle of the same length, it will sound the same to familiar people. Very easy to identify.

"You've only been eating salt for a few years, what do you know." Youmu's eyes were sarcastic, and he continued, "Even if it's a trap, if the fish that slips through the trap really cares about you, it will definitely come over and take a look. Then I will send you together. hell."

Kaisen frowned slightly. The branch under his feet had broken when he was distracted, and the opponent's long sword came towards him at the same time.The two swords collided, and a huge force hit him, causing him to fly backwards.

The terrifying warrior in sight immediately jumped out of the tree, holding a long sword in both hands and delivering a heavy slash in the air.

In mid-air, Kaisen quickly raised his shield. When his body fell to the ground, a heavy slash also hit his shield and pressed against his chest——

There were two powerful counterattacks at the front and back, and his heart felt like it was struck by lightning. At the moment of life and death, a large mouthful of blood that had been suppressed for a moment suddenly spurted out towards the only remaining single eye on the left side of the person in front of him.

Youmu raised his elbow slightly to block the blood that was like a sharp arrow. The sword swept across without hesitation, but the swing was empty.He moved his elbows, and the kid was no longer in his sight.

hateful!

He became more and more resentful towards the dead guy who had destroyed one of his eyes during the contract war. This destroyed eye also blocked his path to war leadership.

Youmu swung his sword across the blind spot on the right, and there was a crisp sound.

However, the left eye did not move to the blind spot of vision on the right, but looked to the left.He was predicting that the grasshopper would continue to hide in the blind spot on the left side of the field of vision, and sure enough he saw the grasshopper moving this way...

The ax that had been prepared in his left hand hit the shield, causing Kaisen, who was already unstable, to be knocked over several times.

"It's really weak."

There was a hint of sarcasm in Youmu's expression, and he strode forward. Without giving the person on the ground a chance to get up, his long sword blocked all the opponent's movement directions, and kicked away the opponent's shield that was in the way.

After several exchanges, his weapon was knocked away again.

When the sword edge pierced the leather armor and inner soft armor of the person under his feet, a crow's cry suddenly came to his ears...

He didn't hear the sound of breaking through the air, so Youmu didn't look back.He was never careless about fighting, even if he was facing a grasshopper.

There are not many such idiots who have had the throat of a dying person slit in an instant due to carelessness. We have seen many in the past decades.

The long sword in his hand continued to stab the grasshopper's heart. A flash of joy flashed across Youmu's face, enjoying the way his opponent was dying.

Facing the sword edge entering his body inch by inch, Kaisen knew that he couldn't resist it and made a decision in his heart.While turning sideways, his hands suddenly exerted force. The moment the sword edge completely penetrated his body, he was also pulled away from his heart.

"sucker Punch."

Youmu said disdainfully, and at the same time, he slapped the hilt of the sword, and half of the sword went straight into the ground, completely nailing the genius here.

Then he raised the ax in his left hand and was about to strike down, when suddenly there was the sound of sharp arrows piercing the air behind him——

There really is a fish that slipped through the net! !

Youmu quickly took a few steps sideways, and then swung the ax in a semicircle on his neck.The shoulder shook in the next moment, and an arrow pierced the leather armor on the shoulder.

'Horrifying prediction, the other party has an incredible archer. '

Youmu frowned slightly, looked back, and looked slightly shocked: Facing the pursuit of Glenn and Bart, the other two geniuses of Mist Crow were not dead?
After taking another closer look, his expression changed completely, and he saw that the armor the tall kid was wearing and the Saxon sword on his waist both belonged to Bart, and the bow he held in his hand came from Glen...

Youmu couldn't think of any other situation in which he could take away the weapons and armor of his two men. There was only one possibility:
Those two people are already dead!
It is even more unimaginable how these two brats killed Glenn and Bart. Considering their age, it stands to reason that they are not opponents at the same level.

Before he could think too much, another arrow was shot.

Having experienced being shot, Youmu was fully prepared this time. The moment he tightened his grip on the ax in his hand, the arrow in his sight flew past him at an arm's length.

(End of this chapter)