Chapter 642: A New Patronus

The English side was the first to strike, and although the Britons had few crossbow troops in this era, these peasants, accustomed to the Roman shield wall warfare, threw their spears, and the Vikings, despite raising their shields to resist, still had their legs pierced by spears and could not maintain their balance and fell into the ditch.

The Yorkists lined up to shout and throw spears to test the weakness of the Viking formation, and the Vikings were scolded for their seven-hole smoke, and retaliated by pulling the axes at their waists and throwing them back.

The Berserker Leader even rushed directly to the front of the team to attract the opponent's firepower, he slashed the axe to the water, and unlike his strong and tall appearance, he even occasionally grabbed the spear thrown by the opponent and threw it back, and almost always killed people.

When the two sides scolded each other, and the ditch was finally able to pass people, that was the time when the real soldiers intersected.

At the moment when Lynch estimated that he could pass people, he took the lead in leading a group of big men who were also wearing bear skins to cross the trench a few times, and began to attack the English shield wall along the ditch, trying to find the weakest point.

When the hand-to-hand combat was encountered, the soldiers on both sides wielded axes and shields, and slashed desperately to resist. They had hideous faces, their eyes bulging and their teeth clenched in a bloody confrontation as they fought hard.

The berserkers were brave, although many of them did not even wear chain armor in public, but only wore animal fur naked, but it was clear that the potions made from the seeds of the fairies had a role, as if they did not feel pain at all, fighting at the forefront of the battlefield, with strong muscles and indomitable momentum, so that the Britons around them were terrified, they were horrified to find that even if their spears stabbed each other, they could not affect their actions in the slightest, and if they blocked with shields, they would even bite the edge of the shield with their teeth, and then began to use two hands to wield a giant axe to kill, slashing left and right, many British militiamen died under his sharp axe.

And their leader Lynch is obviously the best among them, the bravery of the berserker leader even makes Alan look sideways, he gives people the feeling that he has almost reached the limit of human flesh, Alan has seen him many times with one hand on the two-handed giant axe that ordinary people may not be able to move, and even people with armor and shields were directly smashed into pieces by him in one breath.

The battlefield was shrouded in illusions and confusion spells, and no one noticed that the souls of lost comrades and enemies were sucked into the crystal ball at the bottom of the Ellen Staff after they lost their breath and stopped their hearts, and no one saw these empty shells that lost all their souls turn to ashes in a matter of seconds - only a few of the dead were lucky enough to make their souls safely to the underworld and save their remains.

Talking to Captain Jack, Allen, who no longer puts guilt on his face, not only sets up illusions, but also casts a vicious curse on the place, so that the wounds of the wounded will not heal, and these soldiers will subconsciously ignore the fact that they continue to bleed after being injured - until they are absorbed in their souls after death.

The blood that flowed from their bodies and carried the essence of their life was as if they had been summoned, and turned into blood snakes on the ground, scurrying towards the high raised stones. Even if the wounded soldier lay down in a deep ditch, the blood snakes would swim upstream, eventually absorbing into the red magic stone on the boulder.

And the color of the red magic stone became more and more gorgeous as the blood snake jumped in.

In the eyes of the Muggle soldiers, they could only see their comrades fall one by one at a much faster rate than in the usual war, and in a short period of time the corpses were strewn all over the field, and the ditches were filled with corpses, they just thought that the war was extremely cruel and fierce.

The Vikings' tactics were simple and brave, tearing through the center of the English defense as best they could, disrupting the enemy's position, causing the enemy to panic, but unfortunately they were dragged into the shield wall defense that England was good at.

However, this is exactly what the Vikings wanted the English to feel, and the Viking king Harald, as one of the most experienced generals in this era, had surveyed the terrain before the battle, and led his elite troops around a river bend, hiding out of sight of the English, so that when the tide fell, the water in the ditch would almost run dry, and he first let his berserkers and vanguards, who were not able to follow orders in battle, immediately attack the English, and the English had to do what they were used to, using the tactics of ancient Rome to form a shield wall and hold on。

And this was the time for Harald, who had been fighting with different nations all his life, to devise a tactic against the English, Harald and Toth leading their guards along the river bend with their own elite troops, bypassing the battlefield, and then attacking the English line from the rear, causing them to fall into a trap.

It was a glorious and bloody battle for the North England overcrowded.

After finding himself trapped, the poor farmer rushed desperately in groups of three or five, although like a lamb rushing into the mouth of a tiger, but the fearless Englishman went forward one after another, and used his flesh and blood to impact the Viking beast, the old earl soldier did not give up, he took his guards to break into the Viking front, the Norsemen defense line in the ditch collapsed, the old earl thought that the Vikings were about to flee and continued to counter-charge with people, but sadly it was in the hands of this group of Vikings who were far from being as simple as they seemed - The shield wall of the English became even more fragmented.

The Vikings, who had completed their plans, were cold-blooded butchers experienced in combat, and when both sides were in a scuffle, they fought more and more in frenzied hand-to-hand combat, and the English peasants were devoured by them to the point that they had their throats cut off, their heads cut off, and their chests pierced like melons and vegetables......

Many of those who had dreamed of death would fall that day, the ditch of Fulford was filled with the corpses left behind by the fact that Ellen's staff had no time to absorb the souls, and the Vikings who had not yet crossed the river were no longer wet when they finally crossed the ditch with corpses.

Unlike other berserkers who fell into post-war prostration, Lynch, as the leader of the berserkers, survived the troubles caused by detachment and wandered around the battlefield, and finally found the illusion of the old earl's corpse, he looked at the false body of the old man who had fallen after several wounds in his body with some admiration, leaned over his head and said in an almost gentle tone: "White-bearded old man, the Vikings are still here, why do you have to let so many people die?"

After saying that, Lynch stretched out his hand to close the other party's eyes, and after doing everything, he looked at his palm with some confusion because of the strange touch of his fingers, and then as a warrior keenly, he turned his head to look to the side, and found a raven in a tree watching him, and it was a little frightening that Lynch found that the raven had three eyes and its feathers seemed to be composed of shadows.

"Fokine or Fogny, is Odin watching me?" it seems that this vision led the berserker leader to think of him as the two sacred birds on Odin's shoulders in the myth of his belief - legend has it that every day at dawn, these two ravens flew off Odin's shoulders and went to the earth, to see all things in the world, to hear about the world, and to speak with the living and the dead. The whole world is under their control, and everything cannot escape Odin's eyes. As the night approached, the returning ravens fell back on Odin's shoulders and whispered in his ear what they had seen and heard about the day.

York, the capital of England after the Vikings had invaded before, was Harald the Heartless's primary target, a base from which to conquer all of Britain, which Hadrada and Tosti had set out to capture from the very beginning.

Now that the victorious Vikings have finally been able to recuperate, the entire English of York will be left to their fate, and they know that their new king, while he will not remain indifferent to the loss of his territory, will not be able to save them from the vicious Vikings so soon.

Standing on the fast boulder, Alan put the base materials of the Philosopher's Stone into his pocket, and he half-squinted his eyes as he glanced around at the Viking Muggle soldiers who were cleaning up the battlefield - they were gathering most of their bodyless armor and clothing as comrades, preparing to take them back to Norway in Viking ships later.

The slippery feeling from his fingers made Alan look down at his palm that had been stained with blood because he had just picked up the blood-red magic stone, and he snapped his fingers to make it clean again.

"Guardian of the Gods!" he recited the spell of the Patronus Charm, and a dragon with five heads replaced the original Patronus in the form of a phoenix, and it emerged from Alan's hand, and began to fly around the battlefield with its huge wings majestically, and the Muggles could not see it, but they were infected by the guardian power contained in it, and they carried the relics of their comrades even harder.

"If Nymphadora Tonks falls in love with the werewolf Remus Lupin in the future, her Patronus will change from her original form to a wolf. Severus Snape was the only Death Eater who could use the Patronus Charm, because his love for Lily Evans had given him some redemption, and because Luna kept me from turning into a poor ancient dark wizard Rashtian, who had a backfire while trying to summon my Patronus against the mouse Patronus of the orphan wizard Illyius, and was devoured by maggots that conjured up to devour me. Allen, who confirmed his status, breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, most wizards' patronus deities are in the form of ordinary animals. Patronus in the form of Fantastic Beasts, such as Thestrals and Fire Dragons, Albus Dumbledore, and the Phoenix Patronus before Eren are very rare. An even rarer form of a Patronus is an extinct animal, with Hedley Fleetwood's Mammoth Patronus being a famous example.

The invincible Andros was the only wizard known to summon a giant-sized Patronus, and now with Alan Harris.

Ironically, although Eren has actually done a lot of evil things, and the power of the Patronus is not based on the size of his body, but his understanding of the Nether Scroll and the protection of his lover have indeed made his Patronus more powerful.