The Viking warriors are extremely rough and wild, they will use the round shield in their hands to slam the opponent, can knock the opponent to the ground is victory, and can take advantage of the situation to chop the fallen person to death, but their opponent this time is the same Viking as themselves, so when the two sides engaged, a dynamic and stable battle line was formed, but the clansmen of the Quinton family pushed over in a straight formation, so they could outflank from both flanks, trying to surround Arold's troops.

"Upper split~~~." Holding the long-handled Purple-sword in his hand, Tabor, the fisherman, raised it with a loud shout and slashed at the Quinton Vikings who tried to surround him from the left flank, followed by the Vikings who followed him.

"Peng." However, the Quinton Viking warriors raised the round shields in their hands to block Tabor's long-handled Pu knives, which were made of thick wood and iron nails, and only the Viking warriors with real arm strength could lift them, so the long-handled Pu knives slashed the edge of the round shield, only to break the wood on the edge, making a muffled sound of Peng, could it be that Arold's long-handled Pu knife only had such a little power?

"Teasing~~~." Suddenly, the fisherman Taber changed his tricks, and slashed the long-handled Pu knife downward, and the narrow and sharp Pu knife slashed the thigh of the Quinton Viking warrior who raised the round shield, only to hear a pop, the sharp Pu knife cut off half of the thigh of the Quinton Viking warrior, and blood gushed out from the artery, and the Quinton Viking warrior screamed and threw away the shield and battle axe in his hand, trying to cover the half-cut thigh with his own hands.

"Medium thorn ~~~." However, Tarbor, the fisherman, was not going to miss this opportunity, and he stabbed the Quinton Viking in the chest with his long-handled sword. Then, with a shake of his wrist, he pulled the sword out of the enemy's chest.

There are only three moves in total, the upper can be chopped, the middle can be stabbed, and the lower can cut the enemy's legs, and the heavy round shield in the hands of the Viking warriors is its absolute defense as a heavy infantry, and the spears and swords of the infantry of the southern countries cannot break through, but Arold invented the more flexible long-handled Pu knife of the Celestial Empire, which is just the right way to break through this defense, which the Quinton Viking warriors never expected.

"Thorn~~~." Several Vikings armed with long-handled knives formed a squad to carry out the stabbing together. The shiny long-handled Pu knife emits a cold light. Suddenly, the Quinton Viking warriors, who had never seen such a fight, were in a hurry, and the pace of the formation that they were trying to encircle was inconsistent.

"Sure enough, only the Vikings can bring out the power of this sword formation." Riding on a war horse, Arold watched the battle of the Viking long-handled swordsmen, although there were only a few of them now, but the Viking warriors were used to fighting in teams. Otherwise, it would be impossible to use the skill of shield wall. And the knife formation needs to cooperate with each other. They will be unstoppable under the collective raising of their long-handled swords, and it seems that they are doing a good job now, if the number is expanded to one hundred to three hundred. It's simply a terrible meat grinder.

"Lord Earl, it's time for us to act." At this time, Osveld led the standing squire and told Arold that the standing squires rode ordinary mounted horses, usually with a chain mail shirt, and an iron sword and horse spear as weapons, which could be used as medium cavalry when necessary.

"Well, go on, kids." Arold said in an old-fashioned manner, but he didn't realize that he was not more than them, and the standing squire regiment and Arold formed a cavalry team with a dozen cavalry, and they took advantage of the moment when the Viking long-handled Pu sword soldiers advanced from the flanks of the formation to block the enemy's attack, and began to ride around the opponent's back from the rear.

"Kill." Osborne, the patriarch of the Quinton family, pulled his tomahawk out of a fallen Viking, the blade of the tomahawk slashed into the cracks of the bones, so he had to step on the corpse with his feet to pull it out, and the Quinton people around him were also fighting with blood, the rocks and grass on the ground were dyed with a thick layer of crimson, and the internal organs and severed limbs of people were scattered all over the ground, and sometimes they were slippery and almost made people fall if they accidentally stepped on it.

"Puff~~~." The ranged archers on both sides were not idle, and from time to time they fired arrows from the rear to the melee enemies, and the Viking longbows were full of power, and the arrows took on a conical shape, which could instantly pierce the flesh and blood of people.

"Yes, good boys." Seeing the archers on his side shoot arrows and suppress the Vikings on Arold's side, Osborne, the patriarch of the Quinton family, laughed loudly, blood splattered all over his face, and he looked particularly hideous.

"Boom~~." But at this moment, dust rose from the left and right wings, and a roaring sound sounded, Osborne's brow furrowed, surrounded by a crowded and fighting crowd, so that his vision could not see the whole situation clearly, while Arrod, who was standing on a high place watching the battle, could clearly see that the cavalry led by Osvid and Little Sean launched a surprise attack from the rear.

"Ahh This is the first time that little Sean has ridden a horse and holds a spear, he used to be just an apprentice of the military doctor, although he is used to seeing blood and broken bones, but how to accurately pierce the tip of the spear into the enemy's body on a bumpy horse, this is still difficult for little Sean, when he drove the war horse according to the instructors in the angry lion castle, the spear under his squeaky nest, and then aimed the sharp spear tip at the target, little Sean at that time wrote down these action essentials on the parchment, But when it was used in reality, it was found that this was fundamentally different from the handout, and the bumpy war horse made the tip of the spear shake so badly that there was no way to aim at the enemy.

"What's the matter, we have enemy cavalry behind our backs." When the clansmen of the Quinton family found a cavalry unit attacking from the rear, they quickly turned around and tried to resist, only to see a horse carrying a cavalryman with a spear passing by, and the cavalryman seemed to be still shouting something on his horse, which made the Quinton people who were just very nervous puzzled.

"Ah~~~." However, before the Quinton could react, the spears of the cavalry behind pierced his neck accurately, and the Quinton only had time to let out a scream before he was knocked down by the impact of inertia, abandoned to the ground like a soft rag doll, and it was impossible to tell that this was just a living Viking warrior.

"You, how did you do that?" When the cavalryman who had accurately stabbed the Quintons made a circle and gradually slowed down the horse's gallop, little Sean came to him with his horse under his crotch and asked him that little Sean was very puzzled by how to stab his spear at the target on a bumpy horse, and it turned out that the cavalryman was Oswald.

"My friend, by feeling, leave your eyes alone, drive it~~~." Osvid was so at ease on the battlefield that he raised his spear, which was still sticking to his flesh, and shouted to his friend Shaun Jr., and then slammed his feet around the horse, and the horse flew out like an arrow, and soon Osveld killed another Quinton with his spear on his horse.

"Leave your eyes alone, leave your eyes alone~~~." Little Sean took this sentence as if he were Bonggyujin, he reached out and lifted the iron helmet on his head, and kicked the horse with his heel, by this time their companions had already rushed into the Kunton, and the cavalry dealt a heavy blow to the Kunton in the first wave of spear charges, and then the experienced cavalry drew his sword and ran through the crowd unstoppable.

"Let's launch an all-army assault." Arold saw the cavalry rushing into the enemy formation from behind, and knew that under the attack of the long-handled Pu sword soldiers and cavalry, the Kunton people had been powerless, this is the difference between the global and the local, when the soldiers who were fighting desperately in the front were suddenly attacked by the enemy from behind, it was very fatal, because the soldiers did not know whether they were outflanked, or their comrades in the rear had been lost, and in the absence of reinforcements and possible isolation, any brave and fearless warrior would also feel hopeless and demoralized, Sure enough, they were attacked by the cavalry in the rear, and the Kunton people, who had never seen such tactics, collapsed, even if the patriarch pressed it, it was useless.

"It's Lord Earl, woo~~~~." The attendant of the trumpet picked up the horn and blew it, Arold had already occupied the initiative on the battlefield, and at this time he only needed to take advantage of the victory to pursue, and under the full attack of Arold's troops, the Kunton people were divided into small pieces and scattered all over the battlefield.

"No way, I can't lose." Osborne, the patriarch of the Quinton family, couldn't believe his eyes, and many of the people who lost their courage were unwilling to lay down their weapons and were killed, and it was at this time that Shaun Jr. and Osveld found him, and Osborne, who was already tall by other Quintons, was obviously targeted.

"Boom, boom." Osvid rushed first, he steered his horse from above, and stabbed with his spear, but Osborne heard the sound of the horse's hooves and immediately knew that something was wrong, the leader was the most beautiful person before the battle, but at the moment of defeat he would be the first target of the enemy's attack, and he was prepared, only to see him swing the battle axe in his hand and cut off the spear that Osvid stretched out.

"Gray Law~~." Oswid, who did not succeed in a blow, passed by Osborne because of inertia, and the horse under his crotch was not professionally trained after all, so he ran far away before stopping, and when Osvid turned the horse's head, the opponent had already set up a posture, and it was impossible to come up with a surprise attack.

"Ausveld, I'm here to help you." Little Sean abandoned his spear and a sharp iron sword in his hand, and he rushed from the other side to join Osvid.

"Two little bunnies want my head, haha, come on." (To be continued......)