Vikings: Journey of the Juggernaut

Chapter 69: A decisive breakout: the name of a great warrior
At the west gate of the monastery, when Bartholomew arrived here with all his warriors and six boxes of wealth, the gate was already filled with Iron Guards waiting for them.

The great warrior Astor glanced at the six boxes of treasures carried by a dozen people, and lamented that the commander was right, people die for wealth, these guys are on the verge of death, and they still refuse to give up their wealth.

The sharp spear was raised and pointed at the wave of Vikings in front of him:
"Promote!"

The ground shook instantly, and hundreds of soldiers slowly pressed forward with neat steps.

Astor was not in a hurry to give the order to charge. He was waiting for the marauders to turn their backs and flee. That would be the most suitable time to charge and chase the marauders to death without much resistance.

To his surprise, not one of these Viking raiders chose to turn around and flee.

Tread, step, step, step, step...

Facing the killing blade pushing towards him, Bassomo took a deep breath, raised his long curved sword, and roared like thunder: "Follow me to break through!"

Then he took the lead, holding his shield and charging into the front row of soldiers like a raging bull. Sophia and Staff on both sides followed suit.

The four Rayleighs who were among the warriors carried two treasure boxes and poured in along with the flow of people. Each of them used one hand to shoot down the spears that occasionally pierced through the opponent's dense shield.

"Pull back, and pull all the soldiers who went around to the rear back to guard the door."

Seeing the front row being knocked over in the blink of an eye, as well as the ridiculously tall and ferocious Vikings at the front, Astor yelled, and then stepped forward with his shield to block the attack of the giant Viking. Continue to advance.

The Commander-in-Chief once said that those who catch snakes must not force the snake into a dead corner, otherwise it will inevitably suffer a ferocious counterattack that threatens death.

The current wave of Vikings is extremely powerful. If the soldiers are scattered around and attacked, they may break through them all the way. It is a good choice to leave a way for these people to retreat.Moreover, the retreat left is a dead end, and the commander will arrive soon with his troops.

To his surprise again, this wave of Vikings did not leave through the gap in the rear, but were determined to break through the dense crowd.

The area between Astor and Bartholomew instantly fell into a state of anxious wrestling, and a row of corpses fell down.

The Misty Crow's advance became as slow as a tortoise. The crowds of people were swarming around, consuming a lot of energy at all times. After only two or three minutes, the soldiers and warriors at the confrontation were already exhausted. amplitude decreased.

"Follow me and charge." Bassomo's eyes suddenly turned scarlet.

A shield strike bounced away the big knight in front of him, and he jumped up and smashed directly in from mid-air. Ignoring the blade stabbing at the body's chain armor, he swept across with a large-scale scimitar, and several soldiers around him Falling to the ground suddenly.

"Press it!"

Seeing the collapse in front of them, the captain and berserker behind them all turned on their berserk, and the majestic power rushed out like a flood towards the defense line in front of them.

"Death to me!"

Staff's and Sophia's big swords and big axes, one in the lower section and the other in the middle section, slashed at the armor-clad knight in front of them.

At the critical moment, the spear in Astor's hand suddenly thrust forward toward the ground. With the force of the rebound, the whole person flew backwards and fell into the crowd in front of the door.

The front line of defense lost its support and was instantly overwhelmed and crushed.

The Mistcrow warriors behind him quickly followed up, and at the same time many tribal warriors who were locked in a confrontation on both sides fell down.

"Be careful, someone is coming from behind..."

Along with another earthquake, the Mistcrow warriors glanced behind them and saw hundreds more Iron Guards coming.His attention was momentarily distracted, and a sword blade struck directly at his neck.

He didn't have time to react. With a clang, the blade that was about to hit his neck was deflected by an iron sword.

"Don't be distracted, I'm watching from behind, keep pressing forward." Sparrow warned, and then held the iron sword tightly with both hands.

In sight, the leading man in black armor held a long sword in the same hands and came galloping with hundreds of people.

The gap in front of us is so big, no matter how many people we bring, only a few will come into contact with each other.

Sparrow slowly followed the advancing team back, and he was also fully prepared. After more than ten years of traveling in Western Europe, he had naturally heard of the name of this ruthless character in front of him.

Black-armored eagle eyes, divine sword of dawn——

The great commander of the Austrian Iron Guard of the Kingdom of Mercia, Insamus!
One hundred steps...thirty steps...ten steps...

Led by the man in black armor, the soldiers behind him gathered into a pointed cone shape and drove directly over.

Without any unnecessary words, there was a clang, and the two swords collided with a harsh and abrasive sound. A bright light flashed out at the same time, but it was blocked by Sparrow's scabbard.

Seeing that this unique skill of his was blocked, a trace of surprise flashed in the depths of the black-armored man's pupils. This Viking swordsman was obviously not simple.

The confrontation between the two lasted only a breath or two, and the Iron Guards had already poured in. Spyro deflected the edge of his sword and retreated while resisting the incoming Iron Guards' swords from both sides.

The scabbard and the iron sword swung out afterimages at the same time. Facing the pressure from the two swords in front and the weapons on both sides, he could only barely defend the attack and slightly slow down the enemy's advance.

……

With his own soldiers pouring in around him, Bassomo also let go of his hands and feet. He turned around sharply and kicked the six or seven soldiers in front of him. He then jumped into the air and struck out with a heavy sword. Smash the monastery door.

wow...

The wooden door was in pieces.More than a dozen spears were stabbed in from outside the gate. Bassomo allowed his chain mail to be stabbed. He held the dozen spears and swept past with his sword. Several soldiers in front who were unable to retreat in time instantly His life was taken away with one knife.

Behind him, facing the siege of everyone, Astor was hit hard by Staff's sword on his body. His armor and chain armor were split in half directly in front of him, and blood spilled from the inner soft armor.

The big ax followed and slashed horizontally. The knight squatted down to avoid the axe. Then, using the inertia of his squat, he suddenly used force to fly into the air. He kicked hard against the wall and bounced out of the door.

"Vice Commander..."

"The gate is broken, rush with me!"

Seeing that there were only about thirty soldiers outside the door, Bartholomew jumped up again and smashed into the crowd.

In a rage, Staff and others followed and crushed them out regardless of their strength.

……

From behind, an Iron Guards commander said anxiously: "Commander, the Vikings in front are sticking out!"

Deputy Commander Astor led [-] elites to intercept here. Facing a huge crowd, these Vikings actually broke through the defense line. According to common sense, it is simply unimaginable.

There was also the Viking swordsman blocking the front. He was even more powerful. One person slowed down the advance of the entire army, and he was still fighting against the commander.

"Don't worry, they can't leave." The man in black armor looked calm.

While speaking, the attacks of the two swords in his hands did not weaken at all.

Coupled with the continuous attacks from the surrounding soldiers, the chain armor on the Viking swordsman in front of him was already in tatters, and there were blood stains constantly spilling from his body. The large amount of energy consumed also made his steps unsteady and he was about to collapse.

When Sparrow heard the movement behind him, his eyes instantly turned red, and power surged into his body again. The scabbard and iron sword suddenly accelerated to deflect a series of attacks, and his body began to retreat.

This ability again!

A complex light flashed in the eagle's eyes. This talent of the Vikings is really annoying. If there is a gap in strength, it is not difficult to solve. If the opponent's strength is equally strong, it is an extremely difficult ability to deal with.

After taking a breath, he pursued forward again.

……

"Barsomo, our warship has been pulled to the other side." Seeing that her warship was not on this side of the river, Sophia frowned and said.

The river in front of them is not very wide, only about the height of three people, but with such a small distance, for them, it is like a divine punishment lying in front of them.

Behind them was a steady stream of pursuers, and on the other side stood about twenty Iron Guards holding bows and arrows.

Swimming across the river was no problem, but trying to swim across the river with a heavy treasure chest was completely impossible.As for giving up wealth, no one can be reconciled to this situation and the death of so many soldiers.

How will I explain it when I return to the tribe?
Moreover, even if they reach the other side of the river, they still have to face the mad dog-like pursuit of these Iron Guards.

shhhhhh...

More than twenty arrows were shot from the river bank. Everyone quickly raised their shields to block. A large number of soldiers behind them attacked at the same time. Several soldiers had no time to deal with the attack from both sides and were instantly cut down to the ground.

"I'll go to the other side to fight for the warship." Staff jumped directly into the river without waiting for Bartholomew's reply.

Even for elite berserkers, the twenty or so elite soldiers facing the shore can be imagined to be an extremely dangerous thing, but if too many people go there, it will obviously be impossible to defend the place.

"Leilikaisen, you four newcomers, as well as Sam and Jonfu, follow Staff." Bartholomew asked the six of them to put down the treasure box and follow Staff to the other side.

Staying here, facing the murderous aura that has surrounded him from three sides, is equally dangerous.If anything happens, Staff and these six people will have a greater chance of leaving on the other side than staying here.

In the last battle on Prisoner's Island, apart from himself and the three heroes of Mist Crow, the only ones left alive were the veteran warrior Sam and the young warrior Qiong Fu.

"Commander..." The old soldier hesitated.

"Hurry up and help Staff, what are you doing in a daze?" Bartholomew replied casually, raising his knife to face the large sword and shield swung at him.

thump……

Six figures jumped into the river and dived directly to avoid the stray arrows.

This section of the river is so wide that for tribal warriors who have been honing their swimming skills since childhood, they can cross it in one breath.

At this time, on the bank of the river, more than [-] Iron Guards stopped shooting arrows. Any more random shooting at this time would easily hurt the friendly troops, and they watched the river in a prepared manner.

"Vikings are coming, be careful!"

"Disappeared……"

A soldier leaned toward the river bank with a spear. Before he finished speaking, Staff suddenly jumped out from the water like a crocodile, bringing up a large rain of water, and the blade of the sword penetrated directly into the soldier's chin.

(End of this chapter)