Chapter 293: War (3)

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"I'm not like them, I'm not married, and I don't have to take care of children. ”

"That's it, what's more, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, Haim and Odin's eyes are watching here, and the sound of Valkyrie's horse's hooves echoing in the sky, this is a good opportunity to step into Asgard. ”

The berserkers who stayed behind as the broken rear troops, after Wiglaf and the others completely left the battlefield, faced with hundreds or thousands of times the enemy on their side, they did not feel afraid, but aroused the pride in their hearts as Scandinavians, the heroism of being a berserker, the blood in their bodies roared, constantly stirring their nerves, urging them to fight, to spread death and fear.

Glancing at each other, they both saw in the eyes of their companions the relief of putting life and death out of the way, tightened the swords made of fine iron in their hands, and then tied the short axes left by those companions to the ropes around their waists, although these short axes were few, but they were enough for the berserkers to launch two waves of long-range attacks, if these two waves of attacks could successfully kill the opposing commander, and kill the guy who made the jackals change drastically, then even if there were only a few people left, they still had a chance to turn defeat into victory。

By the time they were all ready, the jackals' pretentious rain of stone bullets had already come closer, and the vision that stood in place seemed to cover the entire earth.

The reason why they have reached such a point and will be forced to such a desperate situation by this group of weak gnolls is precisely because of some stone bullets, it is from these small pebbles that are everywhere but completely inconspicuous, and the way the gnolls fight allows these inconspicuous little things to exert extraordinary strength.

When the sharp whistling sound came to my ears, the clanging sound followed, this time the attack did not have a good effect, and the berserkers did not use their own strength, using their strong and sharp iron swords to shoot down the stone bullets as before.

Their right hand still held the iron sword, but the left hand, which had been empty before, was now wearing an iron shield that could cover half of their bodies, which was something they would never wear before, even if it was the equipment that Sigourney had exchanged for five carts of precious magic materials from Alice's hands, expensive and sturdy goodies.

Because of their absolute confidence in their own martial arts, and the inherent Scandinavian mentality, there is a common belief in the brains of these berserkers that "the best offense is the best defense." "The so-called defense is an act that only the weak do. and the idea that no one in the main plane can defeat the berserkers, even without defense, so whether it is the usual hunting activities or the two brutal Scandinavian defensive battles, these berserkers do not wear, nor do they wear any armor for defense, let alone use these iron shields that do not have the slightest effect in their eyes.

If you want to use an iron shield, you must use an exceptional hand, and without the support of one hand, the power they attach to the iron sword will inevitably be reduced, and the efficiency and flexibility of killing will also be affected.

But at this time, after these so-called weak gnolls, who had been despised all along, pressed hard back and forth on the ground in this land called Karelia, and rubbed violently back and forth, the old thoughts of these berserkers that thought that defense was useless were also rubbed away.

The idealistic berserkers, under the weight of reality, finally lowered their heads high, picked up the shields they had always looked down on, and stood in front of themselves to stop the rain of stone bullets that made them suffer a lot.

Although the berserkers, the strongest single warriors in Scandinavia, there is no shortage of intelligent people among them, nor is there a lack of knowledgeable wise men, but confined to this era, confined to this land, they still can't understand, can't think of understand, why the same attack, in the first two times, there is no wonderful performance, why in this land of Karelia, the weak gnolls will defeat the powerful berserkers.

The collision of stone and metal, without even the firelight being provoked, was ejected, and feeling the subtle vibrations from the forearm, all the berserkers present breathed a sigh of relief, they knew that these iron shields that had been traded back at a high price were indeed worthy of their reputation.

Seeing that their own attack was blocked by the iron shield that the other party took out of nowhere, and did not cause trouble to the berserker as before, those jackals who were full of self-confidence because they could successfully kill a strong enemy couldn't help but stir, and because of this, the rain that had been enveloping the berserker without stopping had a slight gap.

"Don't panic! Calm down!"

Seeing such a scene, Hogg could not maintain his apparent calm, he shouted, ordered, and scolded loudly.

"There are only 100 people on the other side, and they simply can't hold on for too long, keep attacking, don't stop. ”

"And there's no way they're going to cross those abysses to attack us!?"

Hogg's voice quickly calmed down the commotion of the gnolls, although there are still many gnolls who don't know Hogg, but they know at least one thing, that is, under Hogg's leadership, they successfully defeated the berserkers who seemed invincible before with very small casualties.

No warrior would refuse a command that would allow them to win, and no warrior would oppose a commander who would succeed in bringing them out of battle alive, at least as things stand, Hogg had managed to establish great prestige among the gnolls.

Regardless of this battle, the final winner is the Attilla army or the berserkers, the biggest gain is definitely this jackal named Hogg, his successful command of the gnolls to inflict huge losses on the berserkers will make it easy to enter the eyes of Attila, maybe in the near future, Hogg's name can be preceded by the title of "Great Gnoll King".

Of course, these things, these things that could only happen after the war, were only flashes in Hogg's mind, as an outlier among the gnolls, as a successful commander, Hogg knew very well that this was not the best time to revel in them.

Fifty steps, thirty steps, twenty steps

Holding their shields, the berserkers moved forward quickly in the midst of such a hail of bullets, and in a few seconds they came to the front of the fissures in the earth created by the previous earthquake, and came to a place only twenty paces away from the gnolls on the opposite side, and this position was the best range for the berserker's axe to attack.

Then they hung the iron sword on their waists, untied the axe, and threw it at the jackals without any special aim, and with the dense formation of the opponent, there was really no need for the berserkers to do anything superfluous.

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Hogg, who had been keeping his eyes on the berserker, didn't even have time to speak, and suddenly threw himself forward, and his whole body lay down like this, clinging to the ground, and then from his head, the sound of breaking the air sounded, and his forehead was slightly cold, and then a warm liquid appeared on his back, which he knew was the blood of his companions around him.

Hogg twisted and tilted his head sideways to look around, the gnolls that had gathered around him were almost dead, and there was not much time left for those who were not dead.

"Damn, was it discovered!?"

Hogg scolded secretly, he didn't continue to lie on the ground and pretend to be dead, but ran towards the rear with a roll, at this time Hogg had already exerted all the strength of his body, and his running limbs turned into afterimages.

Hogg didn't know why he was exposed, why he was discovered by those berserkers, and he didn't understand why those berserkers, at this time, still had axes in their hands that could perform long-range strikes, but his only calm judgment was that what he should do now was...... Survive, only survive and escape from the hands of those berserkers, then there will be hope.