In the snowy Navian Peninsula, it was a cold winter, and in the blank area on the edge of the Evan tribe, the Vikings who were originally cats did not hide in wooden houses as in previous years, sitting around the fire to resist the cold, and this open land at this time has been occupied by countless Viking warriors.

The soldiers in the front row were divided into several large formations according to the color of their clothes, and the warriors in the front row knelt on one leg and carried crossbows in their hands. Behind them stood another row of crossbowmen aiming ahead, and beside the crossbowmen stood a row of shieldmen with wooden shields and swords, and they saw that their left hands were firmly grasping the wooden shields on their chests, ready to defend at any time.

Behind these two rows of crossbowmen were warriors with spears and axes pinned to their waists, a few steps away from the first two rows of crossbowmen, one foot forward, ready to throw, and behind them were imposing Viking warriors with axes and wooden shields. These Vikings appear to be unusually strong and fierce, making them particularly brave warriors for close combat. At this moment, these warriors were striking the wooden shield with the short axes in their hands to make a loud deterrent sound.

At this moment, they have been surrounded by dense ventilation, and the warriors, both men and women, maintain this offensive posture, their eyes are cold, and the already cold winter makes people feel like falling into an ice cellar after the arrival of this group of people.

The warriors' eyes were all focused on one place, where there were thousands of strangers in disheveled clothes, kneeling and shivering, and these strangers were now like cowardly sheep in their eyes and could be killed at any time, without worrying that they would have the slightest chance of survival.

The originally arrogant alliance of the two tribes, after the warriors trained by Evan came out, immediately turned from a vicious wild dog to a poor sheep.

Especially Svensson, who had just been rampant, had fallen from his horse, the spear piercing his heart and stopped breathing, and his guards knelt in the cold snow out of fear of rolling off their horses, burying their heads between their legs, begging for a chance to live.

Evan was now standing at the front of the crowd, looking at the only group of people in the room who were standing without praying, and now the crowd in the middle suddenly split into two groups.

One was on their knees begging for mercy, the other was standing still, and although the fear and dodging in their eyes could be seen on their faces, they were still holding their weapons, and stood firmly behind the strong man with a full beard.

Especially Gattuso, who was standing at the front, saw the resentment on his face, the anger in his eyes flashed, and his expression became a little distorted at this moment, his fists were clenched tightly, and the green tendons on his hands were prominent, looking like a cannibal.

At first, Gattuso did not surrender, which was expected by Evan, after all, Gattuso was a lord anyway, although Evan killed his ally Svensson as soon as he came up, but this did not mean that he could scare Gattuso.

But what Evan never expected was that seeing that he was surrounded by heavy surrounds, and the allies around him also knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, Gattuso's people knew that they would die if they resisted, although they were afraid, they still stood behind their leader, Evan was unconsciously a little curious, what did this Gattuso do, and why could he make the people see death as if they were at home, and accompany him to die?

Evan was surprised by this, for he could see that the people who were standing were genuinely afraid, but even that they were not flinching.

And Evan could tell from their facial expressions that they were actually struggling inside, but they used their emotions to overcome their fears. Evan Zhilu said that if he really ordered these people to be killed, maybe some people would beg for mercy, maybe some people would escape, but even if there were such people, there would definitely not be too many, just a few.

He looked at Gattuso's eyes, and it slowly changed from contempt at the beginning to respect!

"Do you choose to surrender or be wiped out!"

Although Evan had some admiration for this Gattuso in his heart, he knew that he had to subdue and take over these people now, and he still had a lot of work to do, and he didn't want to waste time and energy.

As his words fell, Gattuso on the other side and the people behind him looked at him with hateful eyes, and the meaning of their eyes was obvious, that is, they wanted to eat his flesh and shave his bones.

"I'll ask you one more question later, surrender or perish!"

Seeing the hostile eyes on the other side, Evan ignored it, and once again spoke out loudly about his problem.

There was no reaction, only the cold wind mixed with snowflakes whistling across the land, except for the crowd of people who were kneeling and shivering, the group of people who were surrounded but still standing did not move, they were like eternal rocks, silently standing behind their leader, waiting for death to come.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes...... In the long wait, everyone seems to have lost track of time, and no one knows how long it has passed, maybe soon, maybe very slowly!

Evan saw that the people in the field were unresponsive, and his patience gradually ran out, he slowly raised his right arm, and the horn behind him sounded again at this moment.

With the raising of Evan's right arm and the sound of his horn, the warriors who had already prepared to attack around him, drew their bows and wound their axes, and prepared to shoot and charge.

Gattuso's heart began to change from surprise to sadness when he saw the ambush, he knew that the general trend of the road was gone today, especially seeing Svensson die next to him, he knew that there was absolutely no possibility of survival for himself today.

He turned his head to look at the people behind him who were still standing with him despite the danger, and when he saw the familiar faces, he regretted that he had rushed to bring the team in without understanding the situation clearly, putting his own soldiers and civilians in danger.

He knew that these warriors standing behind him were the backbone of his own tribe, they were the representatives of a strong tribe, they all had their own families, parents, relatives, they were all good people of their own people, they had no regrets, and they were loyal supporters of hard work and resentment.

Today, because of his greed to put them in danger, Gattuso's heart felt extremely guilty, at this time saw Evan on the opposite side raise his arm, the piercing sound of the horn pulled him back from deep self-blame, he saw that the warriors around him were ready to attack, he knew that he had to do something now, only by doing something might save the soldiers behind him and his own life.

"Warriors—"

Thinking of this, Gattuso shouted loudly to his men.

Hearing Gattuso's voice in the field, Evan did not lower his arm and give the order to attack, but looked at the leader who had suddenly spoken out with a strange expression, wanting to see what he was going to do?

"My warriors, although we are now surrounded by enemies several times our size, we must not be afraid, we will take up sharp weapons and fight our way out, we will die like heroes, the god Odin has given me a will, he has set up the wine and food in the garden of the gods, and is waiting for us. Now everyone is ready to rush with me. ”

Gattuso walked up to his people, held his head up, and shouted at his men as if in a frenzy. As his words fell, the cowardice and fear in the eyes of those people disappeared, and at this time, their eyes were red, and their hands holding weapons trembled slightly with excitement, and they looked up to the sky and yelled to drive away the fear in their hearts.

Evan saw Gattuso with a crazy face, and then looked at the people who were standing yelling behind him, and thought to himself, "This hateful bastard, he has to pull so many people on his back when he is dying, these are his future people, it is a pity to die like this." ”

While he was in the midst of his troubles, a thought flashed through him, and then he slowly walked out of the crowd and walked towards Gattuso step by step.

Seeing his movements, the people on both sides were silent, and countless pairs of eyes looked at him. Footsteps sounded behind him, and Evan knew that his parents and guards were worried about his safety, and followed, he raised his hand slightly, waved it casually, signaling them not to follow him, and he walked to the center of the field in the eyes of everyone.

"Gattuso! You still haven't woken up? How many more people will be brought together for your burial? Do you think your failure this time is due to bad luck? I can tell you that from the first day you came, I knew that you were not well-intentioned. I've been playing with you for so many days, just waiting for this opportunity to catch you all, it's your arrogance and misestimation of my strength that caused all of this today. ”

As his words fell, not only Gattuso's face changed, but even the faces of the people standing behind him changed, they didn't expect Evan to come up and ask their respected leader. At this time, their eyes were a little dazed, looking at their leader for a while and Evan for a while, the atmosphere on the field was extremely weird.

"Don't look at me like that, are you a loser? The loser must have the consciousness of the loser, don't be like a hero. You don't have the qualifications to be angry at all, and don't think about saying such disgusting words in front of your people to encourage everyone to fight for you, you still want to harm the good people in your territory? Are you a human or an animal? ”

Looking at Gattuso, who was panting like a cow because of his crazy eyes, Evan continued to speak without waiting for him to speak.

Evan now wants to expose Gattuso's sinister intentions in front of everyone, blow him to the ground, and show all his selfishness and ugliness to the world.

"You talk nonsense, you talk nonsense!"

Gattuso heard Evan's words to the point, saw the doubts on the faces of his subordinates, and knew that if he continued like this, he would be ruthlessly abandoned by the people, and he finally couldn't help but shout hysterically.

"Am I talking nonsense? Have you ever thought about the fact that you are completely swayed by greed without knowing the reality of your enemies, and rashly lead your faithful warriors out of the nest and bring them to death?

Think about it, what have you brought to your people after so many years of being a leader? Bringing a life of abundance or peace? Not only are you a loser on the battlefield, you are still thinking of harming your own people, and you are a coward now. ”