Chapter 125: The Strongest Norslan

Ackerman was armed with two axes, and his eyes were red, and he was like a wild beast. After seeing that his brother Patrick was seriously injured and was desperately rescued.

He's crazy, and he adores his brother so much. Originally, this time to conquer Blackstone Fort, their Norslands fought extremely hard, with many casualties, but the battle situation was very unoptimistic.

Just as they were all about to retreat back to the Kingdom of Norsland, the Imperial people did not give up and sent Imperial cavalry to attack.

In the panic, the Norslands suffered many casualties, and with a large number of wounded who had already retreated from the siege, the Norslands would face a rout that almost never happened.

However, since Lord Holf and Ackerman's brother Patrick were on the front line, there was still some resistance to avoid being crushed by the Imperials.

However, seeing his heroic brother almost die in front of him, Ackerman called his brother's wife, Jenny, and he didn't know what to say to his sister-in-law.

He is blinded by hatred, and he wants to turn it all around with his own power. He knew he was insignificant, but he didn't want to retreat, he had to bravely open his arms to meet the supreme God.

He wielded his axes like a berserker, his eyes were red, bathed in blood, he was not afraid of death, he prayed for death, he cut down those Delman cavalry from their horses, their heads were cut off, and they kept chopping, and the armor of Delman cavalry was cut to pieces, and blood splashed his face.

He roared and bitten, killing the Delmans around him.

He snatched the horses of the Delman cavalry and jumped on them, like a bolt of lightning, and rode the enemy's horses into the Delman army.

At this time, the Norslands were fighting and retreating, and many wounded soldiers gave up resistance and were ready to return to the temple of God.

What everyone didn't expect was that at this time, a person, alone and a horse, was galloping in the opposite direction of the retreat.

It's like going to die, there's no hope.

Everyone shook their heads, they didn't believe that any miracle could happen, and now that the victory of the Delman Empire was decided, the battle was bound to end in the defeat of the Norslans.

But what no one expected was that they were wrong, they were wrong, because what happened next they would have the privilege of participating in this war that would go down in history and witness what a real miracle is.

Ackerman rushed into the enemy line, and the Delmen were a little unresponsive for a moment, they never thought that this would happen.

At this time, the king of Gravel also led some of his own soldiers, as well as the men of the Khan of Seru. At this time, Lord Holf did not realize that the man was his youngest son at first in the scuffle.

It wasn't until a Norsland officer reported to him some of the situation on the battlefield that he hurriedly organized a counterattack.

After all, it was none other than his youngest son who rushed into the Delman Empire's military formation, and now his eldest son was seriously injured and his life was in danger, and he must save the life of his youngest son Ackerman at all costs.

At this time, the Gnoslans began to recover from the heavy losses, and they watched Ackerman fight desperately, and the blood in their bodies was ignited, and they pinned all their hopes on him.

But even so, Ackerman was almost unable to support it, he was hit by three arrows, one of which hit the left abdomen, and he almost fainted, but he also fought hard and insisted on fighting.

At this time, both sides were exhausted, and almost to the final moment of collapse, it was up to them to see who could hold out to the end, but at this moment, an army, like a cunning wolf, pounced on the back of the Delman at the most critical moment.

This army was the Khurut cavalry of the Khan of Seru, who had been waiting for an opportunity, and finally when both sides were about to lose their hold, his fresh army suddenly came out.

The Kurut cavalry of the Khan of Seru was the last straw that bent the camel, in the dark, the elite cavalry of the Kulut was like a rainbow, killing the blood of the Delmans, like the sharpest dagger, slammed into the back of the Delmans, the Delmen collapsed, the Khan of Seru roared like thunder, his sword flew over, killing the heads of the Delmans, screaming in the sky, one of the officers of the Delmen was furious, he roared, waved his spear, and stabbed at the Khan of Seru.

Seru Khan smiled, dodged his spear in a flash, but slashed at his neck with a backhand, the knife was as fast as lightning, the poor officer Delman was exhausted, he couldn't dodge the knife of Seru Khan, 'poof!', he cut off half of his head with a knife, and the war horse dragged the dead body and fled, and Seru Khan laughed proudly.

With the rapid raid of the Seru Khan, the left flank of the Delman began to rout, and soon affected the right flank, the cavalry of the Delman Empire scattered and fled, and the army was overwhelmed, Alonso knew that the general trend had gone, he sighed, and shouted sadly: "It seems that it will be difficult to get such a result in the future!"

At this moment, he suddenly saw Ackerman who rushed in, and he was in good spirits, if he could kill this man, then the battle would be lost, but at least the morale would not be frustrated.

With his sword in hand, he yelled at the cavalrymen who followed him, "Follow me and kill that guy!"

Under the moonlight, Ackerman was already like a killing god, he was hit by several arrows, but his will to fight was almost undiminished, he was tireless, he would not be in pain, he only knew how to kill.

Alonso ordered everyone to rush forward, and he actually wanted to stay alive, because he still had an ace in his hand, which was Anna.

All the Delman soldiers went up together, but under Ackerman's twin axes, they were quickly reduced to a pile of minced meat or corpses.

He looked up at the sky, and a bright crescent moon hung in the velvety night sky.

His vision gradually blurred, and he looked at Alonso, who was leading the army, and said with difficulty, "It is your glory to die at my hands!"

After saying that, he rushed forward, and almost no one could stop him along the way, which frightened Alonso a little frightened.

He could only retreat on horseback, and when the Delmans saw that the marshal had retreated, they were so frightened by this bloodied madman that they threw away their armor.

The Delmans finally began to rout under the desperate resistance of the Norslans, who felt that these unfathomable Norslan madmen were terrible.

The men and horses led by King Gravel and Lord Holf have finally been killed.

Seeing this situation, the Delman people were really unwilling to be turned around by one person in a war that they could absolutely win, but there was no way, this is the truth.

Alonso took one last look at Ackerman, covered in blood, "I remember you, and I'd like to call you the strongest Norslan." Then he withdrew in the direction of Blackstone Fort without looking back