Froststone Camp, five minutes before the start of the battle.

Todd looked at the group of barbarians of different ages, both men and women, and whispered to Ackerman, "These are all the forces we can use?"

The latter nodded helplessly: "I know that there are indeed fewer people, but the key problem is that we are not well equipped." Look at these people, they don't have decent armor, and even their weapons are homemade hunting bows and axes for chopping trees......"

Todd turned his head to Rachel: "Alfonso, how long have they been on their way?"

"It's been almost thirty minutes. Rachel silently calculated the distance and time in his heart: "According to the predetermined tactics, the knights set off first, in teams of two, to clear all the enemy's outposts in the forest. The gladiators' troops marched directly to the enemy camp. ”

Todd nodded: "Then now, it's almost time to fight......"

Before the words could be spoken, a sharp whistle came from a distance.

Ackerman looked into the distance in disbelief: "What is that sound?!"

Richer said to him: "The enemy is alerting distant troops with ringing arrows...... Ackerman, tell the sentinels around the camp to step up their guard!"

A few minutes later, a barbarian hunter ran to the camp out of breath and said to Todd, "Chief, a group of horsemen is coming towards the camp!"

"How many are there?"

"More than seventy. ”

Todd gave an order to the people around him: "Ackerman, let all those who can fight, guard the entrance to the camp!

Rachel's eyes widened and she asked Todd, "What about you?"

"I must stay here!" Todd gave her a relieved look, "Besides, it's only seventy cavalrymen, as long as they hold the camp and take advantage of the terrain, they can easily repel them." ”

Rachel glanced at Todd, said nothing, just nodded and left where he was.

Glancing at Ackerman, who had straight eyes, Todd laughed, "First time on the battlefield?"

Ackerman shook his head.

Tapping him on the shoulder, Todd strapped his sword and shield and strode toward the camp gates.

The barbarian warriors, armed with their weapons, were already waiting behind the fence of the camp, and the sound of horses' hooves in the distance was getting closer and more urgent.

Todd stood still in the middle of the crowd, slowly drew his sword, pointed straight ahead, and shouted: "Behind us, stand our brothers and sisters, parents and children!

"Take up your weapons and hold your chests up! Let us use our flesh and blood and our will to tell these sons of bitches that this is our home!"

"Roar!"

At Todd's instigation, the barbarian warriors slammed their weapons against the fence and let out a louder roar.

At this moment, the enemy's cavalry also burrowed out of the forest and appeared in everyone's field of vision.

"Archers prepare!Make sure every arrow is not wasted!" Todd looked at the approaching cavalry, estimating the distance between the two sides, and then ordered loudly, "Attack!"

The barbarian warriors may not have been trained in the army, but these hunters made a living, and each of them was a first-class master in the use of bows and arrows.

The arrow pierced through the gap in the fence, and the trembling tail of the arrow acted as a balancing act, cutting a near-straight trajectory through the air and piercing directly into the eye socket of one of the cavalrymen, pulling it off his horse with great force.

After two rounds of bow and arrow fire, the enemy cavalry lost eleven men, but the distance between the two sides had been reduced to the point of close combat.

"Shield wall!" Todd lifted his deputy's shield and took a step forward, "Prepare for melee!"

To Todd's surprise, the expected impact did not happen, and the Ulster hussars, approaching the outskirts of the camp, simply threw their packages behind the fence on horseback and fled in panic.

The enemy retreated like this?

Todd and Ackerman, who were on the front line, glanced at each other.

The latter walked over to a torn package and carefully picked open the outermost layer of oiled paper, the stench almost making him unsteady on his feet.

Looking at the contents of the house, Ackerman shouted, "It's full of carrion and guts, damn it, there's maggots!"

Todd was stunned for a moment, then stood there and pondered for a moment, then suddenly shouted, "Everyone!

This was said a little late.

The howls of wild beasts and the rustling of trees as they rubbed against each other were heard in the forest.

Just when everyone was in doubt, a mutant giant wolf with a body length of more than two meters jumped up from the trunk of the tree and pounced into the crowd.

The beast overturned a wooden shield with one claw, opened its bloody mouth, and bit the throat of a barbarian warrior, and under repeated bites, it actually ripped off the opponent's head.

Immediately afterward, a dozen or so giant wolves jumped out of the forest and began to attack the camp.

Todd stabbed his sword into the throat of the giant wolf, kicked the corpse open, and before he could wipe the blood stains off his face, he saw a warrior beside him, bitten by the giant wolf's ankle, dragged into the wolf pack, and then dismembered in a blink of an eye. He struck his shield with his sword and shouted to the people around him, "Gather all of you!

The warriors began to spontaneously form a circular defensive formation with Todd as the center.

The wolves began to run around the circle, looking around for a hole in their mouths. Although the barbarian warriors were occasionally dragged out of the formation due to carelessness, they finally stood firm and resisted the waves of attacks of the war beast herd.

"The archers aim at the legs of the giant wolves and slow them down! The person in charge of defense in the outer ring, once injured, quickly retreats into the formation, and the person behind him replaces him!"

Todd carefully calculated the ratio of the combat strength of the enemy and us, there were originally twenty-four giant wolves in the herd of war beasts, nine were killed, and there were still fifteen left, and our warriors originally had about one hundred and forty people, but now there were less than one hundred and ten left.

"Hold the formation, don't let the beasts rush in, we can win this battle!" Todd pulled in a warrior with a wounded leg on the periphery of the circle, and took his place again, starting to fight alongside the others.

The giant wolf swam for a moment, then suddenly stopped, retreated a short distance, and began to howl towards the sky.

A few seconds later, a large, hobbling she-wolf emerged from the forest and slowly walked towards the circle.

It was covered with holes, its belly was high and bulging, and judging by its shape, it was filled with wriggling "spheres" and emitted an eerie red glow through its belly.

As the she-wolf approached, her belly became larger and larger, her wriggling speed became faster and faster, and her red light became brighter and brighter.

Todd, knowing that something was wrong, hurriedly ordered the warriors to focus their arrows on the strange she-wolf.

At the same time, the surrounding giant wolves came to the side of the she-wolf one after another, covering the latter with their bodies and continuing to advance.

As the circle got closer and closer, the she-wolf let out a baby's cry and suddenly quickened her pace, and the sphere in her belly looked like a balloon that would explode at any moment.

Todd roared, pushed away the warriors beside him, shielded his metal skin from his body, and rushed forward with a step, stabbing the blade in his hand into the head of the she-wolf.

Rumble!

There was a loud bang.

A violent explosion occurred in front of the camp gate, and a huge wave of air tore over the fence and blew away the snow.

The circular defensive array formed by the barbarian warriors was also instantly disintegrated, and the nearest few warriors who stood there gradually had blood flowing out of their mouths and noses, and they were no longer alive.

Todd was pushed a few meters away by the explosion, and his whole head chimes in unison, and there was chaos.

The world seemed to him to be a slow-motion movie, the giant wolf leaping into the air, its sharp teeth reflecting a blinding light, the barbarian warriors raising their hands in front of him, the terrified expressions on their faces slowly amplifying, and the second and third self-detonating she-wolves appeared at the edge of the forest.

Todd slowly stood up, the passage of time slowing down around him, and finally froze in the picture of stopping.

One after another images of memories that he had never seen before flashed in front of his eyes.

A sick barbarian boy is escorted by a group of barbarians to the shaman's hut in a snowy forest.

An injured barbarian teenager, holding his injured calf, looked at the wolves in front of him. Several barbarian hunters with torches stood in front of him, driving the beasts away for him.

A barbarian youth, leading a group of warriors, launched a desperate struggle with the enemy army in front of him.

The memory screen kept flickering, and finally Boyle's pale blue spirit appeared in front of Todd.

"I'm an incompetent man, an unqualified leader......" Boyle's spirit flickered on and off, his expression a little confused, but more sad: "My people take care of me and trust me, but I can't bring them a better life......

Todd was surprised and said, "Aren't you wandering in the soul space?How did you break through the barrier and come here?!"

"The explosion caused a crack in your soul world, from which I saw what happened to my people, and through the gap came to you. Boyle's spirit began to fade slowly, and a smile slowly appeared on his face: "Todd, I owe you too much, but I still beg you to lend me the power one more time. In this last bit of time, I hope to do something for my people......"

"The last time...... What are you talking about?!"

Time passes back to normal, and everything around us restarts.

But Todd found that his body began to enter an evolutionary state, and an uncontrollable battle intent rose from the depths of his soul.

Ackerman held his broken wooden shield aloft, and the sharp teeth of the giant wolf in his pupils were getting closer and closer, but he had no power to fight back, so he could only close his eyes and wait for death.

A pair of pitch-black iron claws stretched out from behind him, grabbed the giant wolf's upper and lower jaws, and the giant wolf was instantly torn in half.

A three-meter-tall humanoid monster jumped into the pack of beasts, its pitch-black iron scales fending off all the attacks of the giant wolf pack. A breath of frost erupted from its mouth, freezing the seven giant wolves around it into cubes of ice.

A self-destructing she-wolf saw the opportunity and climbed onto the monster's back, and after a violent explosion, the latter shook its body unscathed, threw the broken body of the she-wolf to the ground, and fought with the remaining war beasts.

In less than a minute, the war beast group was completely wiped out.

The pitch-black monster glanced back at the surviving barbarian warriors, threw down the wolf head that was still dripping blood in his hand, and fell to the ground on all fours, his figure was like the wind, and he ran towards the northern battlefield without looking back.