Lord of the North

boom! boom! boom! boom!

The sound of orderly footsteps was clearly heard by the barbarian several hundred meters away.

The shining armor and weapons reflected the afterglow of the setting sun, bringing them tremendous pressure.

The army under Beowulf's command has five full-staffed official main combat regiments and three auxiliary regiments, with a total of nearly 40,000 soldiers. about.

They are the most valiant army in the Northland, equipped with the most sophisticated weapons in the Northland, they can almost crush tens of thousands of fully armed barbarian warriors head-on on the plain battlefield.

Don't even need the help of an archer.

This is the powerful army that Beowulf spent four or five years training in uninterrupted battles with the barbarians in the harsh climate of the Gera Ice Field.

This was his pride. He was confident that even if the berserker army trained by Leonidas, a natural soldier, came, his soldiers would be fearless.

Because they all came out of the trials of blood and fire step by step, not those rookies who have experienced few wars.

That's right, in his eyes, the Sword of Heroes Legion and the Defenders Legion, the two ace armies that had achieved excellent results in two large-scale wars, were just two rookies.

It may sound very arrogant, even very disrespectful, but Beowulf still insists on his point of view.

If the two armies faced off, he was confident that his army would be able to overwhelm the opposing defense within a few hours.

"Tie Hao! We have a crisis, here we come."

Accompanied by several young warriors, the great chief came to Tie Hao's camp, pointed to the weak army in the distance and said.

"If you still insist on your dream of empire, I still advise you to wake up, can't you still see the gap between us and the human race?"

If it wasn't for the fact that the opponent's longbowman was too threatening, the great chief would probably have fled back to Ice and Snow City with his army. As for Tie Hao's army, let him stay in Nian as a bait.

But to expose his back to a group of troops who can shoot arrows hundreds of meters, he would never do it unless he wanted to die...

"What do you want to say?"

Tie Hao walked out of his camp with a pale complexion, his ribs seemed to be broken, although such an injury would take more than a month for a strong barbarian to recover.

But it still formed a huge discount to his combat effectiveness, and now he can at most be compared with an ordinary fighter.

"Let go of your prejudices and get through this difficulty together, otherwise our civilization will come to an end today." The chief looked solemn.

"..."

Taking a deep look at the great chief, Tie Hao nodded heavily: "Okay! Man, respectful chief, you will be in charge of this battle."

Although he was unwilling, he was very aware of his shortcomings. He was too impulsive, and his experience was not as rich as that of the great chief, so this was the best choice.

"If you can give up your dream that is destined to push our race to the abyss, I may pass on to you the next Warchief."

The great chief took a deep breath and said seriously.

"I will not give up. I have seen enough of my people dying in the ice and snow because of lack of food, and I have seen enough of the newborns crying helplessly in the snow. If we cannot get out of the ice, our race is doomed to return. perish."

Tie Hao was unmoved: "Rather than waiting to die in despair, I would rather die on the battlefield."

After speaking, he turned and returned to his army.

In fact, neither of them is wrong. Both of them are for the continuation of the race, but their paths are different. One is more conservative and the other is more radical.

After reaching an agreement, the barbarians of the two camps quickly moved closer together to form a defensive formation.

The barbarian with a shield in his hand stood at the front, guarding against the sudden arrows from the humans on the opposite side. Originally, barbarian fighters would not use shields.

Because they advocate violence, but since Beowulf invaded the ice field with his army, they have to give up their glory and pick up this kind of equipment that does not suit their style.

The other warriors stood behind their shields, their eyes wildly waiting for the order to attack, and they were ready to die generously.

The lessons of these years of blood and tears have taught them that there is only one way to die if they attack the human army head-on, but they know that the hope of victory is slim, but in order to return home alive, they are fearless.

"Tusa!"

The great chief suddenly ignored his injury, and raised the war hammer in his hand and roared. The previous wound burst open, and blood flowed out again, soaking the bandages on his waist and abdomen.

"Tusa!"

"Tusa!"

"Tusa!"

...

The barbarian's morale continued to increase. In the end, everyone seemed to have been injected with chicken blood, and their eyes were full of madness.

"The people of Tusa!"

The great chief waved the war hammer in his hand fiercely, and roared: "Forward!"

Then the barbarian at the front with a shield began to cover the tribe behind him and began to advance slowly.

If it had been done before, they would have brandished their weapons long ago, rushing forward, and then were nailed to the ground by the howling arrows before they ran halfway.

This shows the progress of these savages.

The human army on the other side was more well-trained, and a flag was erected high, symbolizing Jason's white wolf flag waving in the wind.

"end!"

"Array!"

"Archers ready!"

After the barbarian advanced to a certain distance, a herald standing beside Beowulf waved down the small flag in his hand.

"Arrow!!"

hum! !

A tidy bowstring buzzed, and thousands of arrows soared into the sky, covering the sky like a swarm of locusts, and fell on top of the barbarian army.

Immediately, pieces of barbarians fell down, but more people continued to advance bravely and bravely braved the rain of arrows.

Finally, after nearly a thousand barbarian fighters fell, the distance between the two sides was only more than two hundred meters away.

"For the glory of our ancestors! For our people!"

"kill!"

The great chief stood up straight from under a shield, pulled out an arrow from his shoulder, and roared to the sky.

"kill!"

"For the glory of our ancestors!"

"For survival!"

...

The soldier in the front suddenly dropped the shield in his hand, held up the weapon in his hand, roared and rushed towards the steel army array on the opposite side.

"Spear!!"

boom!

Sharp spears suddenly protruded from behind the shield at the front of the human army, and the entire army seemed to have turned into a giant hedgehog.

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