"Hmph"

Skaha took a few deep breaths, suppressed the provoking desire to fight in her heart, and took the lead in putting away the posture of fighting, but she dared to do this because she believed in Fergus and also had absolute confidence in her own strength, even if the other party took the lead at this time, Skaha She was confident that she could win. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Seeing Skaha put away his weapon, the young man paused in his hand, put the long sword in his hand into the scabbard behind his back, glanced at Skaha with a slightly scrutinizing gaze, and then nodded in agreement.

After that, with a serious expression on the young man's face, he walked in front of Skaha, stretched out his hand, and said seriously.

"I take back what I just said, I was rude just now. Even if you are a woman, you are a good warrior, in this case, I will not pursue the matter of you learning the rune of rune, after all, the Norse gods are very tolerant of warriors. ”

In other words, if Skaha's strength is not recognized, then the boy will pursue Skaha's learning of the Rune Rune to the end.

"Smack"

Skaha gripped the boy's palm hard and shook it before letting go, apparently forgiving the boy for the faux pas between his words just now.

"Oops, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I forgot to introduce myself. ”

"I am a descendant of Odin, I am the prince of Barusenger, Siegmund. ”

"Ah, although I have been recognized by you, I would like to introduce you officially at this time, my name is Fergus Mark Roy, and this one is my eldest sister, Skaha. ”

Fergus shook hands with Siegmund and introduced him.

The crimson barrel of the gun struck Fergus in the face, making a dull "thump" sound.

“......... I told you not to call me big sister. That's what you're called

I always feel like I'm really an old man. ”

Skaha casually put away his spear, with a soft smile on his face, but the words that came out of his mouth were extremely dangerous, which made the back of Zygmund, who was watching this scene from the side, couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

"Okay, that's it. ”

Fergus rubbed the red mark on his face in embarrassment, but he didn't dare to resist and get angry, so he had to change the topic away to ease the embarrassing atmosphere.

"Zigmund, did you come here to fight against Attila's army?"

"Well, that's right. ”

"As a descendant of the god Odin, I cannot see such an evil person doing whatever he wants in the land of believing in the god Odin. ”

"And, my home, my country, Barusinger, is right behind. ”

Siegmund stretched out his finger to the West, a serious expression.

Depending on the situation, Siegmund's country of Barusenge is to the west of this place, and judging by the direction in which the army of Atila is advancing, if Beowulf's Yeat is defeated, then Barusenge will be the next to be attacked.

"I would never allow a tyrant like Attila to bring disaster to Barusenga. ”

"Are you the only one here?"

Fergus asked again.

"No, besides me, there are 3,000 troops, led by my sister Sigoarney, and that's already the majority of our country's army. ”

"It's great, although Atila's first attack has been repulsed by us, but as you can see, they didn't break their bones, they died only ordinary soldiers, and the biggest loss was only a few dragons, which was not taken seriously by the woman at all. ”

Fergus said, pointing to the battlefield littered with corpses and wreckage.

"On our side, Connaught is seriously injured and must recuperate at Ulster, and Beowulf is also injured and will be bedridden for at least a month. ”

"What!?Is Attila so strong?Even Beowulf is hurt?"

Hearing such news, Siegmund was taken aback, and his face was suddenly covered with gloom.

"Isn't even the number one warrior of Scandinavia an opponent of Attila?"

Although Beowulf was only in his early twenties, before he became King of Jeat, his footsteps had spread all over Scandinavia, and he was already a troublemaker personality, and every time he went to a new place, he would use his fists to meet the most prestigious and powerful warriors in the region, until his father died, and when he ascended the throne, he challenged all the strongest men in Scandinavia, and at the same time was defeated by him, so he also won the title of the first warrior of Scandinavia。

Siegmund also fought Beowulf, and that battle ended with Beowulf's strong victory, and since Beowulf was not even his opponent's enemy, he would not have any chance of winning head-on.

At this time, Siegmund did not have fear in his heart, and he did not regret leading the team here to fight against Attila, but even he didn't realize it, compared to just now, the tone of his voice was actually a little weaker.

Skaha opened his mouth next to him, wanting to say something, but was stopped by Fergus next to him with his eyes, the right commander knows what to say when and when, in the current situation of the great enemy, it is the most unwise choice to cause internal conflicts, especially for real warriors, verbal clashes are more terrible than physical bloodshed.

"Well, in that case, the welcome feast will be left for later, and your sister and the army will be with us later. ”

Siegmund nodded and agreed with Fergus's words.

As a human living in Northern Europe, a huge banquet before going to the battlefield is an absolutely indispensable tradition, not only to learn from the practice of Valhalla, which they believe in and longing for, but also because only by eating and drinking enough and letting the alcohol fill the blood, can these warriors who live in the deep mountains and snowy mountains all year round exert 120% of their strength, and exert their unique skills that are only in the northern land, which can make them easily enter a state of madness.

At this time, the warriors belonging to the Red Branch Knights also came to this post-war land, with wounds on their bodies that had not healed, and the weapons they were holding were not wiped with blood, apparently they had rushed here without even resting after taking care of the enemy.

After glancing at Siegmund who was talking to Fergus, they silently began to dispose of the corpses and bones on the battlefield under Skaha's command, dividing the corpses of wyverns, thunderbirds, and dragons with weapons, collecting useful materials and edible flesh.

In addition, all the weapons and equipment of the enemy were stripped away, and although most of the warriors in the Atila army were armed with weapons and armor made of wood and stone, for the Ulster and Jeats, the rudimentary equipment was enough to satisfy them, and a simple repair could have armed more warriors, even if they were young children and frail old women, women and children.

Of course, the most important thing to clean up the battlefield now is not these, but to pack up the corpses of their own people, and the corpses of the Ulsters need to be brought back to their hometowns for burial.

The bodies of the friendly Yaats were to be brought back to them, for the Yaats, who believed in the god Odin, believed that the souls of the bravest warriors had been taken to Valhalla by the Valkyries when they died, and that the corpses they left behind were to be buried with special rituals in order to be worthy of the title of warriors.

The waiting time flew by, and before I knew it, the sun had already set, and only half of my body was still dispelling the light.

And at this time, Siegmund felt that something was wrong.

Normally, his sister Sigourney would have arrived, but there was still no sign of him.

"Sigourney has an accident!"

With a sudden change in his face, Siegmund shouted, holding his weapon and rushing in the direction he came from.