Kreze held the round shield and pushed it forward, and then roared with several Viking warriors around him, and pushed the Mecklenburg soldier who was crowded at the door in, and then the axe in his hand was raised and put on the neck of the nearest Mecklenburg soldier, hooked and pulled it to the rear, and the Viking warriors in the rear immediately skillfully wielded the battle axe, and cut the Mecklenburg soldier who didn't know what was going on, and was pulled to the ground in an instant.

"Shoot the bolts." The forehead of Rex, the great sword in charge, also broke out with sweat, these Viking warriors were really fierce, and the combat effectiveness of a single warrior was completely superior to that of the Melkellenburg soldiers, and if it was the mercenaries of the German mercenary regiment, they might fight with them with each other.

"Kill." In a fit of rage, Kreizer struck a Mecklenburg soldier in the face with a round shield, and then knocked him down and slashed him mercilessly, and the sharp tomahawk chopped the poor Mecklenburg's head into meat sauce with two or three blows, and blood and brains were scattered everywhere, and Krezer's face and body were covered with blood.

"Anger is your greatest strength, Krezer." Krazier's mind was always swirling with his father's words, and yes, in his anger he felt as if he were one with Thor, and in his anger there was almost no one to resist his attacks, and his chest heaved violently, and he roared in the midst of the fight, which made his enemies tremble.

"Pull the wooden ladder up." Seeing that the soldiers on the first floor could not stop the Vikings at all, Andrew the Mad immediately ordered the crossbowmen on the second floor to draw up the wooden ladder between the two floors, which was Arrod's improvement of the defense inside the bunker. When the first floor is attacked by the enemy and cannot be defended, the wooden ladder between the two floors can be removed, making the second floor a relatively closed space, and the crossbowmen on the second floor shoot down through the entrance to guò, while the enemies below cannot climb up.

"Oh no." At this time, only two Mecklenburg soldiers in the first floor were slashed and killed, and they found themselves alone in horror, while the guards above removed the wooden ladder, and in panic they retreated to the entrance of the second floor, reaching out and trying to grab the wooden ladder that had been pulled up, but it was too late.

"Whoosh~~~." Krezer threw his axe at the top of his lungs. The axe struck a Mecklenburg soldier in the back. The other discovered that the Viking warriors had rushed to the first floor, with only a brick wall behind him.

"When, I surrender, I surrender." The Mecklenburg soldier's face turned pale. He dropped his weapon. Open your hands to show your willingness to surrender.

"Hmph." Krezer, however, did not accept his surrender. He walked over and pulled the tomahawk from the dead Mecklenburg soldier, and then smashed it into the head of the surrendered Mecklenburg soldier, killing the other man in two blows.

"Oh woo~~~." The Vikings who had captured the first floor let out a roar of victory. The damned bunker had taken the lives of many of their companions, but now they had finally conquered it.

"Whoosh, whoosh~~~." However, the Viking warriors did not enjoy a moment of victory, and from the entrance of the second floor, three crossbows reached out and fired crossbows at them, which struck one of the Viking warriors in the eye.

"Shield, human ladder." Krazer hurriedly held his shield in front of him, and without a ladder it would be difficult for the Vikings, and they lifted one of their strong companions up to the edge of the entrance as they parried with the shield.

"Hmm." The dirty, blonde Viking warrior pressed his hands on the edge of the entrance, and in the intervals when the crossbowmen stepped on the pedals, he tried to step on the shoulders of his companions, trying to climb with the strength of his arms, but at that moment he suddenly felt a wind blowing overhead.

"Hum, smack." I saw a cold light coming from the top of my head, the big sword Rex held the hilt of the big sword with both hands, turned the sharp big sword in a circle above his head, and slashed at the head of the Viking knight who poked over from the entrance, the sharp big sword cut the head of the Viking knight like a cut melon, and then Rex stepped on the head of the Viking knight with his right foot, and pulled out his long sword with a force, and the body of the Viking knight whose head was cut fell down.

"Phew." Rex took out a piece of linen and wiped the blood from his greatsword before throwing the bloodstained linen down.

"Woo, woo~~~~." Just as the Viking warriors were thwarting in their attack, a trumpet sounded from outside the harbor, causing Kraser's brow to furrow, and the defenders of the bunkers above them cheered.

"Kreser, reinforcements from Mecklenburg are coming." From outside the bunker came the warning voice of the shield maiden Grace, and the Viking warriors all looked at Kretzer to make a decision, and Krazer felt himself in a dilemma.

"Damn." Looking up at the second floor above where the ladder had been removed, it was almost impossible to attack again, and if they were outflanked by reinforcements from outside, they might be wiped out here.

"Give us orders." Grace, the shieldmaiden, asked Krezer.

"Get out of here, and we'll see." Kreze thought to himself that in such a short period of time, it was impossible for the Count of Mecklenburg to gather a large army, he knew very well that the main force of the Germanic nobles was knights and sergeants, but these people generally lived in their respective estates or castles, and there was no time to assemble them in a day, and the only reinforcements that could be called up were the levies in the villages and towns near Mecklenburg, and these levies were by no means their opponents, so they had a chance to seize the port, and Kreizer already had a more ambitious plan in mind.

The Viking warriors withdrew from the bunkers, gathered their shields to block the arrows above, and retreated to the edge of the harbor where the bunkers could not shoot, where they lined up, armed with round shields and battle axes, shoulder to shoulder with their companions, Kreze saw a Mecklenburg army gradually appearing from the road in the distance, and the banner of the black lion fluttering in the air.

"It was the Count of Mecklenburg himself who went on the expedition." Kreeser knew the black lion flag, his left foot forward and right foot back, his left hand holding his shield, his right hand clenching his battle axe, and his eyes fixed on the black lion flag.

"They don't seem to have many people, and we still have a chance." Grace, the shield maiden, looked at the Mecklenburg army lined up on the path, they seemed to be only a hundred people, and the number of people on both sides was not much different, and there was no reason for the Viking warriors to retreat.

"If you can defeat or capture Arrod, Count of Mecklenburg, then you can get a large ransom or even land, a piece of land that will not be frozen." Kratzer licked his dry lips, a greedy look in his eyes.

"Lord Earl, what do those Vikings want to do? You're not going to attack us. John Berg looked at the Viking warriors lined up opposite, all of them murderous looks, and asked Arold who was riding a horse in confusion.

"Hehe, it's worthy of a Viking warrior for centuries, and it's really strong." Arold looked appreciatively at the burly, high-spirited Viking warriors, and he wanted to let them know that Mecklenburg was not a vegetable garden where they could come and go whenever they wanted.

"Two columns of pikemen stepped forward." A German mercenary sergeant, drawing his long sword and wearing chain mail, shouted orders to the mercenaries.

"Phew~~." Forty pikemen immediately tightened their grip on their spears and lined up in two columns to the front of the troops, followed by a dozen archers behind them.

"It's just the right time for me to experiment with a new formation." Arold looked at the mixed formation of spears and archers that formed a small phalanx, which was his attempt to replicate the Spanish phalanx, combining ranged and pikemen, because the lack of muskets could only increase the power of the archers' weapons, and the Bohemian composite bows held by the dozen archers in their hands.

"Ready, shoot~~~." Under the orders of the sergeant major, the archers drew their bows and arrows and threw them at 45 degrees into the sky, the arrows were ejected by the bowstrings of the compound bows, and dozens of arrows slashed across the open space between the two sides, falling towards the heads of the Viking warriors.

"Shield Wall." Krezer commanded loudly, and immediately the Viking warriors gathered together and built an impenetrable shield wall with their shields, and arrows fell on top of their heads and beside them, making an aggressive muffled sound that was the sound of arrows hitting their shields.

"Is that all the Count of Mecklenburg capable of?" The shield girl Grace looked at the opposite side from the gap in the shield with disdain, and was full of curiosity about the young earl who was behind the array of Mecklenburg soldiers and riding on a white horse, how could the Count of Mecklenburg, who did not look strong, have the power of a county, did he have any mysterious power?

"Shield wall, hehe, javelin cavalry outflanked from both flanks, do not engage in close quarters." Arold was not surprised by the Viking warriors' shield wall, he only used the archers to test them, and when he saw that they were blocking his long-range attacks with the shield wall, he immediately ordered the javelin cavalry to fight.

"Gotta gotta gotta got." As soon as the javelinmen received the order, they galloped away from both wings, protecting their bodies with shields, and clenching the short javelins in their hands as they ran, these Slavs formed javelin cavalry, which could be used against the Viking warriors with their heavy javelins, the power of the javelins was to break armor and shields.

"Cavalry, be careful, continue to stabilize the shield formation." Krezer watched as the cavalry approached from both flanks, the Viking warriors still relied on the impenetrable shield array and the strong companions shoulder to shoulder, but they did not expect that this was a long-range cavalry force. (To be continued......)

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