What kind of thing does war, the so-called war, come about? What kind of thing does the term war have? What form does it take to appear in this world? Is war just or evil, and is it more beneficial or more disadvantageous?

Many people have this question, especially those soldiers who have gone through countless wars, have become disgusted with war, and do not want to kill, they are all thinking about these questions, and they are all thinking about how to make war disappear from the world. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

As for the Greek goddess of peace, Erene, as the daughter of the goddess of time and the god-king Zeus, she has been caught in the unsolvable mystery of "how to eliminate war" for a long time, so long that almost no one in the world can remember her name, and it is clear that until now, this goddess of peace has not found a solution to war.

In the eyes of many people, the so-called war is a kind of battle between more than one person, including the use of violence and non-violence, including the war of words, the war of behavior, and the war of consciousness and material.

The main body of the war must be more than one, they can be independent creatures, or a group of creatures, such as religion, such as countries and tribes, etc., simply put, war is actually a conflict, they may arise because of interests, may arise because of resentment, and may even come from a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding, a mistake in judgment.

However, no matter what the source is, whether the final result of the war is the defeat and demise of one side, or the two sides shake hands and reach an agreement, it will eventually lead to a change in the old order, if it is the former, then the new order will replace the old order, and if it is the latter, then there will often be a combination of the old order and the new order, such as the replacement of the gods of Olympus, which is the result of the war, or the short truce between the Atila army and the Scandinavian powers, which is also the result of a war.

There are some gods of war who propagate that the reason why war will arise is because of the emergence of life, and only life can carry out war, you can say that the battle between Beowulf and the war is a war, but you have no way to deny that the fight between the two ants fighting for food in the soil under your feet is not a kind of war, and those gods of war are also propagating the overflow of war, constantly emphasizing the huge benefits obtained by the victors of the war, and constantly belittling the actions of the defeat of the war。

Some people think that war is to make oneself fewer enemies and more friends, and only in this way can one become a real victor.

It is also said that only the one with the best luck can survive the evenly matched battle, and no matter what kind of strong enemy he encounters, he can win to the end with great luck.

However, it is also said that as long as you keep weakening the enemy, increasing your strength, and a little luck, then no matter how reluctant the goddess of victory is, she will put the wine of victory in front of you, and she will sing the song of victory for you with a hypocritical smile.

The famine among the four knights is to fight by plundering the enemy's things, so this knight called war, just like his name, his power is for war, it is a kind of weakening the enemy, enhancing the ability of his own people, and the plunder of the famine, his one is more pure unequal addition and subtraction, the left is reduced by one, the right is added by one, the equation is completely changed, and the equal sign has become greater than the sign.

This is the power of war, this is the reason why he is called war, the reason why he can be called war and no one else disagrees, his existence is for war, his power is for war, and in the same way, everywhere he goes, it causes all kinds of wars.

Annihilation warfare, defense warfare, guerrilla warfare, frontal warfare, retreat warfare, sweeping warfare, defensive warfare.

All kinds of battles were going on all around him, no matter where he went, no matter where he went, there would always be a cursed war around him, whether he wanted it or not, it was like that, whether he was happy or depressed, and the war was inevitable.

Unable to see the expression behind the mask, the verbose war became silent, and after repelling Beowulf, he did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, but raised the long knife in his hand high, and the red light appeared from the armor of the war again, and rose to the sky, spreading in all directions, and even the clouds in the sky were dyed bright colors by this strange red light, and under the sunlight, the earth was covered with a dark red veil.

The scattered light did not end there, and a blood-colored mist appeared in the air, a dense fog that did not affect the vision, but was real, it was something strange and not damp, nor was it something that was essentially particles like dust, and it was not a product of pure magic.

Originally, because of the fighting, the battlefield was full of corpses, and the air was filled with the smell of blood like rust, but when this fog appeared, everyone on the battlefield, whether it was a jackal centaur or a berserker from Scandinavia, they couldn't help frowning, and their sense of smell protested to their brains.

The smell of blood emitted by those blood-colored fogs was too strong, making these warriors who had experienced many brutal battles feel very uncomfortable, and even those berserkers who had entered the period of weakness had begun to vomit, making their already weak bodies even weaker.

They didn't notice that as they exhaled and inhaled, the blood-colored mist was directly inhaled into their bodies, and after a few minutes, their eyes were bloodshot, and the surface of their bodies began to flush, which was a sign that the blood in their bodies was flowing rapidly.

Although it is said that when fighting, the soldiers will have more or less such and such signs, on the battlefield where death may occur at any time, they are frantically squeezing the power in the body, forcing the blood in the blood vessels to quickly transport energy to other parts of the body, to support the high-intensity battle of the fighters, to support the healing and recovery of wounds, so it is normal for the eyes to appear bloodshot and the skin to become flushed, which is inevitable as long as there is blood in the body。

Not only that, those gnolls soon found that in such a blood-colored mist, their bodies also changed drastically, the strength in their bodies became stronger, their movements became more flexible, and even the speed of wound healing became extremely fast, almost a few seconds, and the bleeding stopped in the wound, just like a powerful mage was on the battlefield, not stingy with magic materials and magic power, and constantly using [Bear Power] [Cat Elegance] This made the gnolls wonder if the shamans who had remained in the camp had come to their aid to them.

However, such a change did not occur in everyone, and only the gnolls and centaurs who belonged to the Atila army would do so, and on the contrary, in the bodies of those berserkers, there was almost the opposite phenomenon, their strength began to decrease, the iron sword in their hands began to become heavy, and the steps under their feet began to be chaotic, as if they were tied to the thighs with lead balls, dense beads of sweat began to appear on their back and face, and their faces turned from flushed to pale, as if they had been inflicted [weakness] [ Evil curses possessed, [Slow Dafa] [Great Calamity] magic, they didn't know that these were red mist created by war, but instead cursed loudly the enemy shaman who thought they had come to the battlefield.

One plus one minus, affected by this, the situation on the battlefield began to change, originally because of the sudden departure of the centaurs and the pressure doubled, the jackals who were almost on the verge of collapse, withstood the attack of the berserkers, and there was a small group of jackals who were particularly prominent, they actually began to launch a counteroffensive, the commander of the squad was a jackal called Hogg, that is, the jackal commander who had successfully verified the feasibility of wolf pack tactics on the battlefield against berserkers, and after he collected a part of the broken gnolls on the battlefield, the team that recovered its numbers began to attack the lone berserker。

Hongfu, who dragged out the war, the jackals who had been strengthened, under the command of Hogg, never missed again, and succeeded in killing several berserkers one after another, but they only had single-digit casualties, and half of them were only temporarily incapacitated, as long as they returned to the barracks to receive treatment from those shamans, they would soon be able to rejoin the battle sequence.

The strengthened group and the weakened unit, the offensive and defensive situation has changed in this way, and those berserkers, the berserkers who have become weak, have not thought of other ways to alleviate this situation, but the source of the red mist, the knight who called it war, is not something they can deal with, and the only two remaining methods are to form a team and carry out madness.

Forming groups and forming teams, for the Scandinavians, this is not a very good idea, because the strength of the individual is too strong, in the main plane, these berserkers also rarely encounter the existence that can fight with them alone, in other words, their battles are almost all carried out alone, whether it is hunting for food, or fighting for survival, there is rarely a time for collective action, so they do not have a commander who has the experience of commanding multiple people in cooperative combat, the officers in the berserkers are different from the gnolls and centaurs, they are not selected based on their combat achievements or command abilityThey are completely dependent on personal force, and whoever has the strongest force will be the leader, which is also the main reason why Beowulf can be the commander of the Allied forces as the first warrior. And such a system, even Sigourney, who had successfully proven his command skills on the battlefield, did not have the slightest objection to such a custom.

As for the first and second Scandinavian defensive battles, it was because of the existence of the Ulsters, the warriors of the Red Branch Knights preferred multi-person cooperation than fighting alone, so with the help of those Ulsters, the Scandinavians were able to barely form a small team to survive on the battlefield, and only then could they repel the enemy's decisive charge once or twice in such a brutal battle.

But the Red Branch Knights are because of the damage is too serious, under the leadership of Fergus, all of them left to return to Ulster in Ireland, so now those berserkers even if they are gathered together in twos and threes, but the strength of each other has not become one plus one and greater than two because of cooperation, but the final result is less than two, the influence of the berserkers on each other not only did not increase the combat effectiveness, but also became constrained because they were not used to the situation of their companions around, especially the berserkers who entered the berserker, they would even attack the companions who existed around。

There is no way, there is no other strategy, those berserkers have to choose the second method, that is, madness, between the three or five groups of berserkers, one of the body suddenly became larger, holding an iron sword or iron axe out of the ranks, to the most dense place of the enemy, taking advantage of the time when they could not disperse for a while because of the dense formation, try to kill each other, as far as possible within the time of madness, eliminate the opponent's living force, and create conditions for the survival of the companions.

However, this tactic did not have the desired effect, and the berserkers soon discovered that their enemies, the humble and weak gnolls, seemed to have become smart overnight, and they were not the same as they had done in Scandinavia before, relying on their numbers and being used [Bloodthirsty Thaumaturgy] After that, the tireless, painless attack was carried out, and they began to use the catapult in their hands, and began to use their sensitive sense of smell, and began to use the rapid movement to fight, and this kind of fighting, but this kind of fighting, gave the berserker a familiar feeling that he could not tell what it was.

Of course, they will feel familiar, because now the gnolls are using the Scandinavian overlord level creatures, the tactics adopted by those winter wolf packs when hunting, making full use of the advantage of numbers, to hunt those tactics of those creatures with extremely strong individual strength, and the berserkers, they have also witnessed the scene of winter wolf hunting in the forest more than once, and even some of the berserkers in their tribes have domesticated winter wolves as hunting aids.

Because of the influence of such a dense fog, even the berserker's madness is not as strong as before, and the combat power of easily killing a hundred people has almost been reduced by thirty percent, and the other party's commander Hogg has taken the method of maintaining combat strength as much as possible, using distance to gain time, and using speed to delay the battle, to deal with those berserkers, and it seems to be very effective, as long as the berserkers in the group have all released the berserker and entered a state of weakness, it is when they give the last blow to their prey.

"Damn, you can't go on like this. ”

As a relative of Beowulf, and as the strongest man in the entire team after Beowulf, there are about ten berserkers around Viglaf, and seven of them have not entered the berserker state.

They are all the elite of the berserkers, even if they do not enter the state of madness, their own combat power can reach the state of madness of other berserkers, according to reason, with only these eleven people, they can retreat in the face of thousands of jackals.

But at this time, in front of them, behind them, there were only more than two hundred gnolls surrounding them, and more than two hundred gnolls successfully delayed these eleven berserkers whose strength was close to legend, and also made three of them have to enter the frenzy to get rid of the crisis of death, which is something that all the people before, even Beowulf, would not have thought of.

"What should we do, Wiglaaf, if we continue like this, we will be wiped out. ”

In the middle of the battlefield, from time to time there were the screams of those humans, and the cheers of the gnolls, as if someone behind him was holding the tip of a knife and pointing at the heart, forcing Wiglaf to make a choice, and at this moment only Wiglaf could make a change, when Beowulf and Skaha were fighting with the war, the second man of Wiglaf had to do something, at least not to let this situation continue, not to let the situation continue to deteriorate.

"How many more of our throwing axes are there. ”

Wiglaf danced his sword into a shadow in front of his chest, and the tinkling sound kept ringing, and the stone bullets thrown by the gnolls were blocked by him, and he had to stop them, because behind him there were three berserkers who had gone berserk and become weak.

"There aren't many, thirty-three left. ”

The report of the subordinates behind him made Wiglaf's brows frown tightly, thirty-three flying axes, evenly divided into each person's hands, that is, three, and even if all these flying axes were thrown out, it was actually a drop in the bucket for the whole situation, and in the end Wiglaf decided to keep the most hole card of the flying axe, and used it when it came to the final breakthrough.

That's right, by this time, Wiglaf was no longer thinking about killing the enemy, but thinking about how to preserve his strength and how to lead his berserkers out of the battlefield.

As for Beowulf and Skaha, he didn't have to worry about these two beings who were already standing at the top of the legendary pyramid, and they were strong men who could not be hurt by mortals even if they were seriously injured.

There were only about two hundred gnolls surrounding them around Wiglaaf, but the number was constantly growing, and the gnolls who had successfully killed their enemies were converging towards this place, and if he didn't think about it quickly, the ten berserkers behind him would have been left behind in the land of Karelia, in the form of corpses.

Unbeknownst to him, he was now facing the Gnolls led by Hogg, who had performed the most brilliantly in this war, and that these Gnolls had previously successfully used tactics to kill several Scandinavian berserkers.

"Damn, where the hell are the gnolls' commands?

Because Hogg always likes to dress himself up as the most ordinary gnoll, and hide in the crowd of jackals, Wiglaf has no way to find the other party and carry out the decapitation tactic.

"We must defeat these gnolls and turn the rest of the warriors against us. ”

While maintaining the movement in his hand, resisting the non-stop rain of stone bullets, Wiglaf turned back and commanded the other warriors in a weak voice, he had already made up his mind in his heart, even if he used his hole cards at this time, he would change the situation on the battlefield, after all, from the current situation, in the worst, the whole army will be wiped out.

"Wait a minute, I'll make the conditions for you, and you will shout loudly, Wiglaf is here, and I think those who are still alive, as long as they are not stupid, will understand what I mean. ”

At the beginning of the battle, the berserkers spread out as usual to hunt for themselves, joking with each other before the battle, comparing who had killed more enemies and had fewer scars after the battle, and some even made bets on who would be able to kill the most enemies among the berserkers.

They never thought that such a situation would occur, so they did not have the slightest expectation and preparation for this situation, who would have thought that the gnolls would be able to force the berserkers to such a point, who would have thought that these berserkers would be forced to the edge of the cliff in the face of the gnolls who could be easily killed, and then take a step back and fall into the cliff?

"Do you understand?

"Well, I'll leave it to you, Wiglaf. ”

"We believe in you, Wiglaf. ”

The berserkers nodded, and expressed their support for Wiglaf, they could only say that, and the berserkers who were still awake knew that at this time there was no other way than to believe in Wiglaf, the strongest berserker, even if there was any dissatisfaction or dissatisfaction in the previous heart, they could not raise it at this time.

The situation is too bad to go any further, and if there are still quarrels among the Berserkers, and things that waste precious time happen, then they have even less hope of surviving the battlefield.

After explaining clearly, Wiglaf retreated behind him, retreating to the middle of the crowd, and his place was taken by another berserker to block the rain of stone bullets that did not stop at all, although he could not do the same as Wiglaaf, but it was no problem to shoot down most of the attacks that were fired at the vital positions, and if he really couldn't support it, he could still enter a state of madness.

Retreating to the very center, Wiglaf inserted the sword in his hand into the scabbard at his waist, it was a good thing made of white bear skin, and it was also smeared with whale oil from the whales in the sea, which was the best material for maintaining weapons, even in Berserker, only a strong man like Wiglaf could use it.

Unknown which pocket of his garment was, Wiglaf pulled out a crumpled yellowed piece of parchment, which was evidently many years old, and the glittering magical light on it indicated that the maker of the parchment was either a powerful spellcaster or a sacrificial shaman of the fanatical deities.

A berserker, who had been mad and weakened, glanced at the front of the parchment, and he saw that the parchment was full of dense, incomprehensible runes, each of which had a different glow, and before he could think about what these words were, and what they contained, a wave of dizziness came to his head, and his eyes were dark, and his feet were soft, and he was about to fall forward.

"Don't look, it's not something you can understand. ”

Wiglaf grabbed the fallen berserker with one hand, and after a casual explanation, he didn't say a word, handed him over to the others, and then looked at the parchment.

As he watched, he muttered words that no one could understand, and at the same time, his other free hand kept drawing in the air, magic flickering in his fingertips, and streaks of light appeared, some of which quickly disappeared.

I don't know how much time has passed, and when two more berserkers can't hold on and start the madness, and then withdraw from the state of madness, Wigraf raised his head again, at this time, his face was unusually pale, his hair became extremely dry, and bags appeared on his face, as if he was a teenager who had stayed up for a few days, and the vitality in his body was exhausted.

It does consume a lot of vitality in the body, the parchment paper in the hand of Wiglaf is a treasure that can only be used once given by Sigourney to Beowulf when he went on the expedition, which records Sigourney's understanding of the rune of Rune, and the raw material of the parchment scroll comes from Odin's gift, which is the return gift sent by the god king Zeus when he successfully ascended the throne, and it is a material cut from the skin of a divine beast. Moreover, the ink used to write the words mentioned in the parchment scroll was not ordinary ink, but the blood of the heart of the heart drawn from the dragon's corpse provided by Beowulf.

It can be used as a learning material for learning runes of rune, but if it is a time of crisis, this parchment can also be used as a one-time magic scroll to consume, using a method that only believers in Odin can use, you can successfully activate the runes engraved on it, and produce a powerful magic effect, at least a magic effect that has reached the level of legendary magic.

“fehu！”

Wiglaf suddenly shouted in a language that no one could understand, which was the purest language used to use the runes of the Aesirs, to activate the runes and even increase the power of the runes.

Wiglaaf's empty hand quickly drew a [?] symbol in the air, and the glow of magic appeared in the field, and the very old-looking and extraordinary parchment in his hand quickly cracked into pieces after consuming the power it contained, and disappeared into the air with a blow of the wind.

[?] is one of the runes obtained by Odin, representing wealth, success, prosperity, abundance, etc., of course, there is also the meaning of a herd, after all, in the place controlled by the Aesir gods, how many cows a person owns is equal to how much wealth he has, and the magic cast by using this rune will also bring people great wealth.

Before the surrounding gnolls could react, a huge magic array appeared under their feet, and then only a cow roar was heard, and hundreds of gnolls were swept directly into the air from the ground, and then smashed heavily into the ground, turning into a mass of hair-stained meat sauce.

A giant bull appeared in the middle of the field, this giant bull was about the size of the mammoths, and even small houses could be built on its wide back, and like the mammoths, the giant bull was covered with thick black hair.

As soon as the giant bull appeared, he shook his head, raised his front feet high, and a deafening sound appeared in his ears, and then the dust began to fill the field, mixing with the red mist, making the already unpleasant air even more turbid.

Then, the vibration of the distance began to appear on the ground, and the powerful shaking made many gnolls unable to maintain a standing posture, and fell to the ground one after another, and then small cracks began to appear in the field, and the cracks expanded rapidly, and soon formed a series of narrow rifts, among those rifts were the abyss that could not be seen with the eyes at all, as long as they fell into the cracks, there was no possibility of survival.

The tremors continued, and there was no intention of stopping, and some of the small trees could not withstand such tremors, and they staggered and rolled around with the dirt from their roots, and the gnolls who did not stand were even worse, and they rolled into a ball of several pieces, and fell into the cracks in the tremors, leaving only the wails of despair echoing in the air.

Although it seems that the scene caused by the attack of this giant bull is not to the extent that Alice and others have caused, and it has not been able to change the markings on the map, if the enemy is just a gnoll, it is only used to change the situation on the battlefield, then this degree is more than enough.

Hogg, the one who changed the entire battlefield and allowed the gnoll to successfully defeat the berserker in a head-on battle for the first time, the gnoll who can be praised with the word great, is also desperate at this moment, although his command ability is very strong, but his strength is only to the point of an elite gnoll, not to mention that Wiglaf can easily kill him, even an ordinary berserker can solve him with a wave of his hand.

If he hadn't been lucky enough to catch the little tree that was strong enough, he would have rolled into the same unfathomable crevasses as his companions.

Time back to before the appearance of the giant bull, Hogg hid in the crowd of jackals, carefully hiding his body, calmly using a voice that only people close to him could hear clearly, to command the gnolls to attack the berserker rhythmically, as a warrior who has experienced enough battlefields, he knows how to survive in the battlefield, thinking that other guys who are dressed gorgeously in the battlefield will often die in the first round of attacks, while those soldiers in tattered clothes have a good chance of surviving。

Although he has seen the dawn of victory, although he does not feel that the other party still has the hope of turning the tables and turning defeat into victory, but even so, he does not have an impetuous mood, nor is he proud of being about to become famous, but maintains a calm attitude.

Before the battle began, he learned from the experience of the previous siege of Hayar, and divided his gnolls into five teams, one of which rummaged through the surrounding dirt for stones that could be used as ammunition, providing material support to the other teams so that the attacking team could maintain the frequency of attacks.

The largest group went to surround the berserkers led by Wiglaf from afar, and attracted the opponent to counterattack with throwing axes, and exchanged their lives for victory chips, although it was very cruel and very impersonal, but this phenomenon was a normal thing among the jackals, after all, they did it when they were in Scandinavia.

The last three groups were divided into three rows, constantly using the catapults in their hands that were no different from belts, constantly throwing stone projectiles to Wiglaaf's side, using these cheap ammunition that could be obtained everywhere in exchange for the opponent's physical strength, to delay the opponent's footsteps, to waste the opponent's time, and this is the core of Hogg's improved wolf pack tactics.

Hogg didn't ask his gnolls to accurately break through the opponent's defenses and use those stone bullets to inflict any decent damage on the opponent, and he didn't think that just stone bullets could solve the opponent, and such an attack was at most a slight injury to the opponent.

So what he asks for is coverage, an attack that covers the entire area, including the Berserker's vicinity within five steps, and what he asks for is uninterrupted, after the first attack is over, the second attack that can be used immediately, and all the ammunition that can be used is fired, and what he needs is not to use these ammunition to hurt the opponent, of course, if it can be injured, or even hit the opponent's vital point, then it is a great thing.

He needs to use these stone bullets to make the opponent dance the long sword without stopping, to defend without stopping, and when the opponent's physical strength begins to decay and the movement begins to slow down, he directly forces these berserkers to enter a state of madness, even if the other party knows that if they enter the madness, the situation will move towards a more unfavorable place, and those berserkers have to do that.

The word drinking to quench thirst is used on those berserkers at this time, which is very correct, it's not that they don't know that they will die if they go on like this, but reality forces them to do that, because if they don't do this, they may die now, and if they enter the madness, they may still buy a little time, after all, even if it is the god of prophecy, there is no way to predict 100% what will happen in the next second, maybe before the end of the madness, Beowulf and Skaha will successfully solve the war, and it is not necessary to join the battlefield。

With the right tactics, wise command, and the bonus of the red fog used by his own commander, Hogg has a strong self-confidence, confident that under his leadership and command, he can successfully defeat all the Scandinavian berserkers in one battle, and with the strength of the weak gnolls (compared to those berserkers, the gnolls can indeed be called weak), to overthrow the strong man standing at the top of the pyramid, as long as this great cause is completed, then even if Hogg is just a gnoll, his name will spread throughout the main plane, so that those bards have to be in front of the name of the gnoll they have always looked down on, plus the word great.

Even now, because of luck, Hogg grabbed a small tree and did not fall into the abyss, his thoughts did not change in the slightest, even if despair appeared on his face, but there was still a determination in his eyes, which is the look that only those who have absolute confidence and strong hopes for themselves will have.

As a gnolll who has experienced two Scandinavian wars, experienced battles with elves and druids and successfully survived, he is not familiar with such a natural disaster, but it is also not unfamiliar, at least he knows how to save his life as much as possible in such a natural disaster.

Moreover, he also knew that an attack of this strength could not last long, and the strongest person among the opponents had not even reached the legend, and he could not maintain the consumption of this giant bull at all, and it was even more likely that after using this blow, this giant bull would disappear.

And so it was, exactly as Hogg had judged

After delivering this blow, the giant bull disappeared into the field with a starlight that was unwilling to turn into dots, leaving only a huge crack that ran through and spread throughout the battlefield, and the battlefield where the battle had temporarily stopped because of the change just now.

The barking of dogs and the shouts of humans filled the air, and the two sides who had experienced this natural disaster just now invariably stopped fighting, and they left their opponents aside, rescuing those companions who had not completely fallen into the abyss, and seizing every second to recover themselves, whether for humans or for the jackals who had the upper hand just now, this little stop time was necessary.

That's right, in addition to those gnolls, there are also many berserkers who didn't dodge in time and died in the natural disaster just now, but there are also many berserkers, who have stuck into the dirt with both hands or weapons, to escape the fate of falling into the abyss, and are waiting for the help of their companions.

The truce was not long, waiting for Hogg to gather the gnolls together again, the berserkers on the opposite side had also gathered together, although in terms of numbers, the berserkers had only lost about two hundred people since the beginning of the war, and the gnolls had died thousands, but if you look at the percentage of casualties, the casualties of the berserkers have reached as much as thirty percent, while the gnolls have only lost ten percent, and the remaining ninety percent still maintain strong combat effectiveness.

Seeing this situation, Wiglaf couldn't help but rejoice in his quick decision, if time passed a little longer, then the annihilation of the whole army would definitely happen in the land of Karelia, but soon, Wiglaf's happiness would turn into regret.

"Damn, Sigourney should have given us a little bit of her druid. ”

Looking at the berserkers gathered around him, most of them with serious injuries, Wiglaf couldn't help but curse in regret, he regretted his previous pride, and he also regretted that he didn't persuade Beowulf to put aside his arrogance and ask Sigourney for some druids to accompany the expedition.

If there are druids in their team at this time, then not to mention the other party's wolf pack tactics, just a few fireballs can disrupt the opponent's rhythm, break up the opponent's team, and force the opponent to accept the fact of hand-to-hand combat, and firmly grasp the initiative on the battlefield in their own hands.

At that time, the battle will recreate the scene of two Scandinavian battles, and the gnolls will come in front of them in an orderly line, one after the other, stretching their necks and waiting for the berserker's decapitation.

Even when his men and companions came to his side, Wiglaaf's face did not show any sense of relief, he felt that his shoulders were unusually heavy, not only because of the weakness of his body due to the use of the Rune Rune just now, but also because of the weight of the lives of hundreds of berserkers.

At this moment, what he shoulders is not his own life, but the fate of his own person, and now in his hands, he holds the fate of mankind in Scandinavia, whether it will continue to prosper or turn from prosperity to decline, all in the thoughts of Wiglaaf.

Beowulf was still fighting, he didn't have the time or energy to pay attention to the situation below, and the most important thing for Vigraf now was to think about how to save the lives of these berserkers, and he needed to find a way to retreat, even if he abandoned his dignity and used despicable means, he needed to take these berserkers, at least some of them, away from this battlefield.

This is not just the responsibility of a leader, not only his own reputation and interests, but also the status of the entire human race in Scandinavia, and the fate of the Aesirs in the main plane, all of which have been reduced to a lump of straw and pressed on Wiglaf's shoulders, bending his waist heavily.

Because, Wiglav knew that if these berserkers all died in Karelia, then the Scandinavian humans without high-end combat power berserkers would only rely on those ordinary warriors, as well as druids, and Sigony, Siegmund and the others, although they will not become orcs as tragic fate, but it is certain that they will step down from the position of overlord, and at that time, whether it is elves or dwarves, or even trolls, they will fall into the trap of down-and-out humans, and at that time, when everything calms down, I don't know how many humans will die in such turmoil.

If that really happens, even if Beowulf succeeds in killing the war and succeeds in killing these gnolls one by one, it will be useless, and the loss of all the berserker responsibilities will make the god Odin unable to say the words that protect him, and the entire Scandinavia human race will not recognize Beowulf's status, and will even turn around and attack him, even if he has a reputation for suppressing all dissent before, it is useless.

As for Wiglaf himself, he will not escape his doom either, he will definitely be thrown on the trees by the crazy sacrifices and shamans, and turned into a dried corpse in the wind, and even his soul will not be able to get the Valkyrie to lure him, and he will always wander in this world without peace, until the day it dissipates.

On the other hand, on the side of the gnolls, I don't know if today's Hogg is favored by the goddess of luck, he was originally just a few teams of gnolls commanded, but at this time he has become the leader of all the gnolls on the field, and all the gnolls who are still fighting around him have gathered around him, as for why this is so, it is because the other gnoll leaders other than him have all been killed, and Hogg has dramatically become the highest status gnolls on the battlefield.

Hogg reorganized his team of gnolls, took the trouble to divide the team into five parts again, and arranged for the old subordinates to serve as squad leaders to command those who had just joined his team.

However, most of his attention was on the assembled group of berserkers, and Hogg's inner troubles were not at all compared to Wiglaf, who had already begun to change his mind from killing enemies to preserving strength.

Because of the huge cracks on the ground, the wolf pack tactics he used before can no longer be used, those cracks compress the range of activities of the jackals, if it is the same as just now, then they will easily be forced to a dead end by the other party, and finally it will become a state of frontal battle between the two sides, and at that time, even a berserker in a weak state can easily kill dozens of jackals with the sharpness of the iron sword.

However, Hogg's troubles did not last long, and he soon had an idea, because he had traveled to Scandinavia, he had passed through the sea with thick ice, and he had also observed the islands surrounded by the sea.

The current battlefield is very similar to those pirates who are lonely in the sea, it is also divided into independent areas, the only difference is that in the sea you can still swim and move in the sea, but here, as long as you fall into those abysses, there is no hope of survival.

After a moment's thought, Hogg broke up the previous pair of gnoll teams that had been used to entangle and surround the berserkers into the other four teams, and then he called over another gnoll and whispered a few words in his ear.

At about the same time, both sides of the hostile side were ready to fight again, and the dense sound of breaking the air sounded again, and this time the gnolls directly attacked the berserkers through those unfathomable abysses.

Hogg was only going to drain the berserkers' stamina and force them into fanaticism, and he had other plans to kill them...... Just now he had already ordered his men to look for those centaurs, although after Beowulf's slaughter, but there are still thousands of centaurs left, as long as the leader of the centaurs can be convinced, then those berserkers on the opposite side can really be described as being in a catastrophe.

It was something that could not even be accomplished by retreating, and while the blow from the Bull had bought the Berserkers time to temporarily shake off the Gnolls and converge around Wiglaaf, the rift left by the Bull also limited their movements, making the retreat a fantasy.

"As a result, there is no choice at all. ”

Wiglaf lowered his head and smiled bitterly, and when he raised his head again, his face returned to that confident appearance, the situation in the field was bad enough, as the leader of the Berserkers now, Wiglaf could no longer let his berserkers lose the confidence to fight, no matter how unfavorable the situation was, how bad it was, at least as a leader, he couldn't show a trace of negativity on his face.

He shouted words of encouragement through the crowd, squeezing all the words in his head, trying to convince the berserkers to accept his thoughts, and he needed to make his proud companions accept the fact that they had to retreat in the face of a weak man like the Gnoll.

Tumult and confusion spread among the berserkers, many of whom were wise men who could think calmly, but among them were more muscular idiots who gathered together to refuse Wiglaaf's request to retreat.

And made it clear that they would not accept the fact that they would retreat in the face of the gnolls, and they roared loudly, vented their anger, and remained where they were, led by a berserker second only to Wiglaf in stature and strength, with a sword in one hand and a hatchet in the other.

No...... Perhaps they also knew in their hearts how bad the situation was now, and what kind of pressure their death would cause to the humans in Scandinavia if they stayed on the battlefield, at least the berserker who remained as the leader knew this.

However, even so, he stayed, and disguised himself as an impulsive, reckless, and non-thinking fellow, because he knew that the gnolls on the other side, judging by their behavior today, would never let the berserker leave the battlefield so easily.

Someone had to stay behind to organize these fools who didn't want to leave, and use the lives of these fools to buy time for the Wiglaaf men to retreat, even if it was to step into the abyss of death, and he would have to buy even a few seconds.

The berserker took a deep breath and watched Wiglaaf's team move away, turning his head to look at his companions who had stayed behind to fight until the last moment, before cracking his mouth and laughing.

"As a result, you're all pretending. ”