"Hold on to the shield!"

Ackerman, with a terrible scar on his face, stood at the front of the Red Branch and shouted at the gladiators beside him, "We are warriors under the command of the gods!

Before the words fell, the mob slammed into the shield wall of the Froststone Army, and the loud crash sound, accompanied by a ripple that spread, was like a huge wave crashing under the cliff.

The impregnable froststone shield wall was firmly rooted, no one feared, and no one flinched, and the momentum of the impact was suddenly contained outside the shield.

Ackerman held a shield in one hand and a spear in the other, and shouted, "It's now!"

The warriors behind the shield let out a shout in unison, and the shields jerked upward, knocking the enemies that struck the shield back a few steps. Then, spears like a forest of spikes pierced out in unison, leaving bloody holes in the bodies of the frontmost enemies.

"Withdraw! Stand back! Re-mount!"

Following the order of the commander, the shield-wielding warriors, after killing a group of enemies, withdrew their spears, took a few steps back to the rear, and then re-erected their shields to maintain the battle line.

The barbarian veteran warrior Fried, the leader of the Falcon War, was holding a longbow, and his face was no longer peaceful, replaced by endless fighting spirit.

He raged and shouted to the archers beside him, "Everyone obey the order!"

Wave after wave of arrows rained down on the enemy's crowd.

The mobs, who lacked effective protection, were harvested one by one like wheat fields after autumn under the fire of bows and arrows.

Through the gap in his helmet, Ackerman watched as a languished man who had been shot in the shoulder, first fell, then struggled to his feet, and once again charged desperately at the Froststone army.

He couldn't help frowning and roared, "Are these people crazy?!"

In the sky, more than a dozen Valkyries hovered above the battlefield on griffins.

Seeing tens of thousands of enemy troops charging towards the front line of the Froststone army, Evie first whistled with her fingers, then drew her bow and fired an arrow into the tide of enemies.

After a few moments, the three Valkyries rode their griffons, forming a zigzag formation, and swooped down in the direction where the arrows fell.

Three griffons, each with a net bag in its talons, each containing several spore parasites of various sizes.

As Valkyrie commanded her mount to swoop over her target, she jerked the griffon's reins, and three mesh bags filled with spore parasites were thrown into the crowd.

A few seconds later, accompanied by a white light, a violent explosion occurred on the battlefield, and the huge impact and wind pressure turned the explosion point into a dead zone with no survivors within a radius of several hundred meters.

A mushroom cloud created by the explosion curled up across the battlefield, blood and stumps washing the ground like a torrential rain.

Rubbing her ears with a low voice, Evie said loudly to the Valkyries in the air: "The first team returns to the rear formation to replenish the worm body, and the second team prepares!"

Soon, a second and third mushroom clouds from explosions were set off on the battlefield.

Under such blows, Ulster's mob army completely collapsed.

The enemy dropped his weapon, reversed course, and ran frantically towards the edge of the battlefield.

Ackerman breathed a sigh of relief, shaking the blood off his body and straightening up, looking at the smoky battlefield ahead.

A figure prostrate on the ground caught his attention.

A rickety boy of twelve or thirteen years old, covered in blood, crawled towards the shield wall.

Ackerman stopped the spears of the warriors beside him, watched the boy climb closer and closer, and asked, "You want to surrender?"

The young man raised his head, his eyes had long since lost the light of survival, and he whispered weakly in his mouth: "Death ......"

"What?" Ackerman suspected he had misheard, "What did you say?"

Using the last of his strength, the boy picked up a broken sword on the ground, suddenly got up, and ran wildly towards the shield wall while shouting loudly.

Several spears stabbed out, and the boy's body was fixed in place, unable to move a single bit.

Ackerman looked through the gap in the shield wall at the young man in front of him who was begging for death, and asked in a low voice, "Why?"

The young man dropped the broken sword in his hand, as if he had forgotten the last major event in his life, and said with a smile: "Liberation......"

Ackerman froze in place, watching as the corpse in front of him slipped off the spear and fell to the ground, never to be seen again.

At this moment, an earth-shattering roar came from afar, and in an instant, it resounded throughout the battlefield.

Ackerman looked up into the distance at the reminder of his comrades.

At the edge of the battlefield shrouded in black mist, a strange red light appeared and disappeared, and one or two human screams could occasionally be heard in the middle.

Soon, the roar was getting closer, and the red light was getting brighter and brighter.

The Ulster mob, who had fled, turned back one after another and rushed towards the position of the Froststone army again.

The mobs running at the back were swept through by a high-speed flying red light, and they lost their figures in an instant.

Evie opened her eyes, looked at the strange red light on the battlefield, put away her bow and arrows, and shouted to the sisters beside her: "Notify all the war leaders! Retreat! Retreat immediately!"

One of the Valkyries glanced down at the battlefield and said to Evie, "It may take some time for all the warbands to retreat. ”

"What did you say?!"

Evie looked back, and she realized at this time that in order to fight against Ulster's tens of thousands of troops, the war group commanders had deliberately chosen the battle location at the pass of a canyon.

This terrain can maximize the effect of the Froststone Army's elite soldiers when facing crowd tactics...... But there was one thing that both the Warlord and Evie had forgotten, this terrain was not suitable for retreat......

Gritting her teeth, Evie ordered the sisters, "Tell the war leader to retreat as soon as possible in batches!

Tightening the griffon's reins, Evie re-raised her longbow and turned her head to the red light in the black mist, and ordered in a loud voice, "All Valkyries, follow me to meet the enemy!"

Heavy footsteps shook the earth, and a huge figure with a height of more than twenty meters walked out of the black mist.

The monster's mouth was grinning to the base of its ears, huge fangs were growing from its mouth, and its head was in the shape of a giant wolf, and its hair stood up, as hard as a steel mane. Seven sharp claws grow from the limbs, and there are seven pupils in the eyes.

It is none other than the tyrant Cú Chulainn.

Cú Chulainn, heading towards the canyon, reached out and caught the Silent Spear, his red pupils reflecting the shadow of the Froststone army, his massive hind limbs stepping onto the earth, trampling the corpses on the ground to pulp.

An arrow pierced Cú Chulainn's shoulder with the sound of an arrow breaking through the air, causing the monster to roar.

Riding a griffin, Evie hovered in the air, the string of her longbow still buzzing.

She looked at Cú Chulainn and said coldly: "One step further, all that awaits you is death!"

The monster with the Silent Spear recognized the Valkyrie who was in the way, and after a roar in the sky, he threw the spear in his hand at Evie.

The blood-red spear turned into a dazzling red light in an instant, and it struck Evie's chest at a rapid pace.

To ordinary people, the speed of the spear is like a bullet, and it is already extremely fast, and there is no way to dodge, but Valkyrie's innate "time lag" ability plays a role at this time.

Evie stared at the crimson spear, time around her as if it had slowed to a hundredth of its original speed. The smoke condenses into a stationary form, and the enemy's body becomes a frame-by-frame slow-motion motion.

I saw the Valkyrie twist her body slightly, and the silent spear grazed her body and flew quickly.

Cu Chulainn was stunned for a moment, caught the dead spear that fell from the sky, and after a brief moment of consternation, he threw it again at another Valkyrie.

To the monster's surprise, the Silent Spear's attack misses again.

Evie shot another arrow at Cú Chulainn's chest, and looking at the monster with arrows in her upper body, she shouted, "Surrender or die!"

Cu Chulainn grabbed the Dead Silence Spear and looked at the Valkyries hovering in mid-air, the surface of his body suddenly writhed like a worm, and his whole body instantly became one size larger.

He leaned back, and the Silent Spear struck again with all its might, a red light that could barely see the trajectory in an instant.

It's just that this time the target of his attack is no longer those Valkyries, but the mounts under them, the griffins.

A griffin let out a mournful roar as the red light passed through its body, slowly closed its eyes, and fell to the earth with the knight on its back.

The red light quickly arced in the air, and then struck straight towards the falling Valkyrie.

Falling in mid-air, with nothing to draw on, the Valkyrie watched as the Silent Spear pierced her body inch by inch, taking her own life.

Seeing her sister killed, Evie's eyes widened in pain, and in anger, she raised her longbow and fired several arrows at Cúchulainn.

The silent attacks continued, and one after another Valkyries were killed in the air after losing their mounts, leaving Evie alone.

Looking at the grief-stricken Evie in mid-air, Cú Chulainn opened his bloody mouth and let out a piercing laugh, and the spear in his hand struck the mount beneath her one last time.

Looking at the griffin who had been following him for a long time, Evie, who was killed by the dead silence and fell to the ground, looked at the red light that was getting closer and closer in front of her, and slowly closed her eyes.

Memories of the past flooded into her mind like a tidal wave.

A young girl sat alone on the training ground, looking down at her bloody hands from sword practice, she buried her head between her knees and sobbed quietly.

Constantly shuttling between rocks and forests, a young woman with a spear in her arms fought several opponents and finally won one victory after another.

An older woman, placing a crown of white feathers on the woman's head, said slowly: "From this day forward, you will give up the name Evie, give up all your lusts as a mortal, and live as the head of the Valkyries, Brünnhilde." ”

In the huge 3D image, Asgard slowly disappears in the flames and sea, the stars fall, the sun and the moon dim, and everything collapses......

In the haze, a man's figure appeared in the fog and stretched out his hand to the woman......

Evie muttered, "Todd......"

At this moment, a figure roared from high in the sky, and the huge dragon wings blocked out the sunlight and blew away the black mist.

With a crisp clash, two identical crimson blades struck each other, and they split in an instant.

Falling to the ground, Evie found herself landing on a hard object, and when she opened her eyes, a pair of golden dragon eyes sparkled in the sunlight.