Lord of the North

After the barbarians launched an attack, the spearmen at the front of the army stopped immediately, clenched the spears and shields in their hands, and waited with firm eyes.

On the other side, seeing that the spear formation led by Iron Fang was getting closer and closer, Mu, who was rushing to the front of the barbarian camp, let out an angry roar and kicked his legs hard.

He only heard a bang, and a strange force erupted in his body, the snow under his feet was shaken away, and small cracks appeared on the ground buried under the snow.

Relying on this terrifying power, he actually jumped over the sharp spear at the front and fell into the spear formation. Immediately, the two unlucky ghosts died under his heavy trampling.

At this time, the shortcoming of the lack of power in the melee battle of the spear array was revealed. After Mu fell to the side of the spearmen, the soldiers were in confusion for a while.

"Roar!!"

Mu clenched his huge battle ax with both hands, and swung it wildly with a roar. The terrifying force immediately caused the armor of the soldiers within three meters around him to be broken, and they fell to the ground to die.

For a moment, there was a blank area around him, and no soldier dared to approach him, which further fueled Mu's fighting spirit.

But the other clansmen behind him were not so lucky, because there were other clansmen behind them, and they were not as terrifying and tyrannical as Mu, so they could only watch a few sharp spears piercing themselves fiercely. Blood gushed out of his body crazily, and severe pain spread to his brain.

Soldiers who were killed by a single blow may also be a kind of luck. The most miserable ones are those barbarians who have been pierced by spears but have not yet died. They can only feel the blood loss in their bodies and lose their lives in the end.

Just such a contact, more than 30 barbarians died, more than a dozen lost their fighting ability, and the other soldiers who rushed to the front were more or less injured, but due to the innate terrifying physique of the barbarians , other than that it did no more damage.

Obviously, the spears that penetrated the enemy's body could no longer be recycled.

Therefore, the iron tooth collar soldiers resolutely gave up the spears in their hands, took out the one-handed axes around their waists, and raised the iron shields in their hands to meet the barbarian warriors frantically rushing in front of them.

As for Mu who is fighting fiercely behind him, this is not what they need to care about. Their task is to resist the enemy in front of them. They must trust the comrades behind them, and they can only trust the comrades behind them.

After the savages came into contact with the frontal line of spears,

The infantry troops on both wings immediately accelerated their pace and surrounded them in the middle, they wanted to surround these barbarians in the army formation.

At the same time, the longbow troops in the rear began to retreat slowly, and they were no longer needed at this time.

"The physique is strong, and the individual combat ability is the strongest race I have ever seen, but their commander is too stupid."

At the rear of the army, Beowulf looked at the battle in front of him and shook his head in disdain. Facing an army five times his size, he still dared to charge upwards. He didn't know whether to call them brave or reckless.

And if they defend the heights and form a defensive formation, perhaps their own troops may not be able to break through the tribe.

Dawn, who was standing beside him on horseback, did not express his opinion. At this time, his eyes were filled with blue light, and he was holding the longbow given to him by Jason in his hand, scanning the battlefield.

He was looking for the barbarian warrior who led a group of barbarians to attack and kill many of his companions. This barbarian must be dealt with by himself.

"Will the barbarian be handed over to you or should I handle it myself?"

Beowulf asked with a smile when he saw his appearance, which could be regarded as finding a way for him to vent his emotions.

After searching for a long time without any results, Dawn was a little bit unwilling. After hearing his words, he immediately nodded and said in a deep voice, "Leave it to me."

Then he bent his bow and set an arrow, a burst of cyan energy gathered on the arrow, he stared closely at the unstoppable barbarian chief in the army formation, and then let go of the arrow.

The arrow pierced through the air with condensed extraordinary power, pointing directly at Mu's head.

Ever since Dawn learned that he could awaken extraordinary power, he has been humbly asking Lancelot and Langnart for advice. After such a long time, although his strength has grown slowly, he has mastered the use of this energy in his body.

He didn't deliberately improve his strength, because he knew that his potential was limited at such an age, so he might as well focus on one aspect.

So he used all his energy to strengthen his archery.

After the soldiers fighting Mu on the other side went through the initial panic, more than a dozen people immediately raised their shields and slowly approached him. Although almost everyone was either killed or injured after fighting with him, every time All the soldiers rushed forward with ferocious faces and used their bodies and lives to fight for opportunities for others.

At this time, Mu was panting heavily. Although these soldiers were all weak and outrageous in his eyes, he gradually felt tired from waving the huge ax in his hand for a long time.

Moreover, wounds began to appear on his body, and the wounds left by the battle ax in the hands of the Iron Fang collar soldiers were not shallow.

Just when he split the shield in a soldier's hand and his body in two, a panic surged in his heart. Almost in the next instant, he turned around suddenly, and instinctively raised the giant ax in his hand to block it in front of him.

boom! ! !

The arrow wrapped in cyan energy slammed into the battle ax in Mu's hand, and it shattered instantly.

But the huge force it carried exploded and knocked the battle ax in his hand into the air. Mu himself was also repelled by this energy a few steps and lost his balance, tripping over the fallen corpse.

The surrounding soldiers immediately rushed up, and greeted him frantically with the battle ax in their hands. Mu's body was suddenly covered with more than a dozen wounds, and his body was stained red with blood.

"Roar!!!"

Unwilling to roar, he pushed away the soldiers surrounding him and stood up. He even grabbed a soldier's legs and swung him like a war hammer.

Whoosh!

The sharp piercing sound sounded again, Mu opened his eyes wide, and opened his mouth to make a sound, but in the end he dropped his hands powerlessly, and the shattered corpse in his hands fell aside.

There was an arrow stuck in his heart, only half of the feather was exposed, and the blue energy on it was slowly dissipating.

Mu Zhang tried his best to breathe, but the luster in his eyes gradually dimmed. The last thing he saw was a few soldiers holding up their battle axes, slashing at his body with ferocious faces.