Located in the mountains of Norway, where the Scandinavian Empire is located, the sixth fortress built on a mountainside, a fortress built solely for the sake of war, without regard to the comfort of life.

The Scandinavian defenses were still the same, there was nothing new, and the gnolls skillfully carried out the siege operation, and this time they were much faster, and in only two hours, they climbed the city wall.

The centaurs joined the battle, and they applied to Famine to join the battlefield on the grounds of thirst for battle, thirst for victory, and Famine was undoubtedly happy with his men's request to fight, which was much better than those wastes who only wanted to get the spoils of war and were not willing to fight with their lives.

Of course, since the centaurs were not able to carry out siege battles, they only used javelins to deliver covering blows from a distance, and the javelins formed a torrential downpour towards the castle walls.

Humans have only two hands and only one pair of eyes, and when they focus on defending against the javelins coming from overhead, they will inevitably be negligent when they are attacking.

There were more and more gnolls on the city walls, and they gathered into small phalanxes, with the outer gnolls using their shields to carry the Scandinavian attacks, and the gnolls inside using spears and other long-handled weapons to attack through the gaps in the shields.

With such a long turtle formation, the Scandinavians had no choice but to fight and get wounded, allowing the berserkers to break through their defenses and rush into them for a suicidal attack.

"Almost, let them carry out the plan. ”

The leader of this castle is also the leader of a tribe, and he certainly has detailed information about the fall of the previous castles, and he knows that if he continues to resist like this, he will definitely follow in the footsteps of the previous fortresses, and he can't accept such an ending, and he will be destroyed by the Attila Empire when he is restrained by the Empire.

No, the number of enemies is several times or even more than ten times that of oneself, and there are multiple strategic arms that can easily change the trend of this war, not to mention Attila and Famine

, Plague is a strong man, no matter from which point of view, he has no possibility of victory.

Of course, he didn't want his tribe to perish here, and he certainly didn't want his land to be conquered by the enemy, so it became his choice to gamble everything on this attack.

Even if he knows that he can't get the final victory, the so-called victory is only a delay in the time when defeat comes, he is not willing to give up like this, and he can't change the final outcome, which makes the process more exciting.

The gnolls had already stormed the city walls, and it seemed that defeat was imminent, and the next street battle was a stubborn resistance, the people were slaughtered, the city was destroyed, and the land was occupied, it was already a matter of time, and the countdown had already begun.

However, from another point of view, this is also the best time and the best chance to turn the whole situation around, and the enemy who is already within easy reach of victory will surely be relented by this, and an unexpected surprise attack at this time may be able to achieve an unexpected result.

No, no, even if there is only a 1 in 10 million chance, this time his plan has the potential to turn the outcome of this war, kill Atira, and this war will definitely end, just because the Attila Empire, this empire in the name of Attila, all the people, all the armies are centered around that girl.

A kilometer away from the middle army of the Atila barracks, a group of about 300 Scandinavian warriors were resting here, wearing the best armor and holding the sharpest and hardest weapons, waiting quietly without saying a word.

The dense woods blocked the view from the sky, and the Thunderbirds and Dragons hovering above Attila Camp did not notice the enemies hiding around them, and the centaurs on patrol and guard missions joined the battlefield today, causing a hole in their protective nets.

"Ready!"

The commander of this army, a powerful berserker, looked at the battlefield in the distance, listened intently to the excited trumpets of the gnolls coming from the battlefield, and turned to speak to the warriors under him.

He then took hot water and food out of his pocket and began to eat, and the people around him did the same, and for a moment the whole forest was filled with the sound of chewing and swallowing food.

The ensuing battle was bound to be fierce and intense, and they needed to ensure sufficient physical strength to inflict maximum damage on the enemy, to fight for the one in ten million, the possibility of ending the war.

For ten minutes, the Scandinavians made the final preparations to minimize the surprises that would arise in the battle that followed...... The warriors here are berserkers who can go berserk, and this time the commander would rather let them perform such an absolutely unsurvivable mission than to let them be consumed on a meaningless battlefield.

Of course, these warriors know the difficulty of this mission, and they know that today is the day they step into the underworld, but for the true warriors, this is the inevitable end, and they will not be saddened by it, if they can take off the head of Attila, their name will be forever passed on in Scandinavia, and it will be a great feat for even the gods.

"Get on the horse. ”

The commander commanded that their mounts were the best horses in the Northlands, carnivorous horses, fierce horses that only a strong warrior like a berserker could tame, and only such a fierce horse could withstand the dragon's might and endure the cruelty of war.

Suddenly, the cheers of the gnolls could be heard in the distance, and the walls were completely captured.

The expressions on the faces of the Scandinavians did not change, and the people here were all strong people who understood this plan, and they were all strong people who had survived thousands of battles, and their hearts were difficult to be shaken by the situation in the outside world.

The horses began to speed up, and soon reached top speed, and the rumbling gallop sounded, drowning out the cheers of the gnolls in the distance, and at the same time attracting the attention of the Atilla army.

！！！！

The Scandinavians who suddenly appeared next to the Chinese army startled everyone, and the thunderbirds and dragons in the sky quickly adjusted their postures and swooped towards these Scandinavians.

No matter how arrogant the Thunderbirds and Dragons were, they were still terrified of Attila in their hearts, and they couldn't imagine what it would be like if these Scandinavians were allowed to break through the lines and rush into the barracks.

Even more feared than the dragons and thunderbirds were the centaurs, who were the most serious dereliction of duty as a guard and patrol team, and they would definitely be punished direly, and even the crime of murdering Attila was most likely to be conspired with by the Scandinavians.

The centaurs at the bottom did not know what was happening in the Rus' steppe, and they did not know the decisions made by their higher-ups, and they desperately attacked the Scandinavians with arrows and javelins, but in such a rapid march, their hit rate was conceivable.

The strong men of the centaurs are also in the chasing ranks, no matter what the reason, they need to kill these Scandinavians here, the plan of betrayal has just begun to be implemented, and they must not let these Scandinavians destroy their plans.

These centaurs didn't think about what would become of them if these Scandinavians could kill Attila, because it was Atira, and they didn't think that there was anything else in this world that could kill that girl, even if it was a [Calamity] that could only be fought against.

The Scandinavians controlled the horses, dodging one attack after another, even the Thunderbird, the terrible lightning could not successfully hit them, these strong men have experience in fighting with the Thunderbird, they are not as fast as lightning, but they can dodge forward-looking according to the Thunderbird's movements, gaze.

Not to mention the attack of the dragons, their dives are fast, and they can't catch up with these knights who have entered a galloping state, and they have no return again and again, so that they can only keep roaring in the distance.

The Scandinavians were getting closer and closer to the barracks, because of the arrogance of the Attera, they did not lay and build traps around the barracks, and the only thing that could be called defense was a wooden wall made of wood in a simple circle, on which not even arrow towers and sentry posts were built.

As they approached the wall, the Scandinavians did not slow down, and were on the verge of crashing straight ahead, even the dragons chasing after them thought that they would use brute force to knock them away to create an opportunity for their companions behind.

I saw that the charging Scandinavians pulled the rope hard, and the men and horses took off into the air, easily crossing the city wall and entering the barracks.

"You must not let them take a step forward, block me, and would rather die than retreat!"

"I'd rather die than retreat, I'd rather die than retreat!"

Behind the walls, the mammoths and the white bears, the two guards of Attila were ready, their armoured formations, ready to withstand the onslaught of the cavalry, and with the help of their weapons, to kill them.

It's not that they haven't thought about killing the enemy with throwing weapons, but it's hard for cavalry moving at high speed to get hits, so it's better to build a shield wall on their way and let the opposite side hit their heads and bleed.

In the face of such an interception, the Scandinavians have no way to adopt the old method, skip over, and the surprise can only be taken once to be a surprise, and another jump will only be shot into a hedgehog in mid-air.

No, no, neither the White Bear nor the Mammoth would use weapons like bows and arrows, and they would then use javelins to skewer the slow-moving Scandinavians flying in the sky, along with men and horses.

"Don't panic, it's a planned thing, do what I told you to do. ”

The Scandinavian commander, who was at the forefront of the charge, spoke loudly, and at the moment he was about to hit the shield wall, he jumped off the horse, and the horse, which was moving at high speed, had no time to turn, and rushed straight into the enemy's camp, and was pierced by spears.

But despite this, the horse's charge caused a hole in the shield wall, and the commander, who had been prepared, waved his weapon, causing a bloody storm among the White Bear and the Mammoth.

Behind him, some of the Scandinavians who arrived first followed his example, and the horses came to break through the shield wall, and the men directly took up arms and rushed into the crowd, disrupting the mammoths and the white bears.

The Scandinavians who were a little later took advantage of this opportunity to break through this layer of interception through the chaotic formation and came to the back barracks, where there were scattered soldiers everywhere, they were all together in twos and threes, without a decent formation, and some of them did not even wear armor or weapons.

Obviously, they didn't expect such an unexpected situation to happen, and it can even be said that in their conquest career, they have not encountered such a guy who dares to throw everything away and carry out the tactics of smashing the Yellow Dragon against the Chinese army of Atira, and accordingly, they don't know how to deal with such a situation, how to deal with it, not to mention the commanders among them, those captains are fighting on the front line, and they don't even have a unified command.

Compared to the hesitation of these guys, the Scandinavians who came to the barracks were much more decisive, they glanced at it, then selected the middle and largest tent in the barracks, and launched another charge.

……

There was still no expression on their faces, and what came from their ears was the screams of their compatriots before they died, no, it was not a scream, it was the motivation that gave them to move forward, it was the responsibility that pressed on their shoulders, and it was also a task that they had to complete even if they died.

On the way to charge, from time to time they were blocked, or fell to the ground because of horses, and were killed by the enemy, there was no way, the reason in the barracks was very complicated, there were all kinds of debris on the ground, there was a need to avoid attacks from the enemy, and if you were not careful, you would fall.

If you fall down at such a high speed, even if you don't die, you're not far from death.

"Who gave you the courage to appear before us? ”

Suppressed anger came to everyone's ears, and a knight with a scale in his hand stepped out of the tent, his eyes were scarlet, and his every move was threatening to kneel and beg for mercy.

Not an opponent

Just give up

Yes, just give up

Without the slightest hesitation, as soon as the knight's figure appeared in the Scandinavian sight, all the warriors who were still galloping on their horses began to flee...... Of course, it is not accurate to say that they are running away, they just recognize the fact that they cannot achieve a miracle and turn to seek something more practical.

For example, the flame ignited by one's own life devours all the enemies in front of you.

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