Chapter 232: Die or become a slave
Most of Ironfang's infantry army had already replaced their swords with easy-to-use battle axes or maces, as these two weapons were more effective against armoured enemies.
On top of that, there's the issue of cost, as the sword is basically damaged after a single battle.
Moreover, each soldier can carry multiple short-handled battle axes, which can also be used as throwing axes before engagement, and throwing axes with full force is even more terrifying than the lethality of bows and arrows within a certain distance.
It is also a huge blow to the morale of the enemy, and the throwing axe also has a certain effect on cavalry, after all, most horses are not fully armored like knights.
"Don't push yourself too much, wait for my good news. ”
Larry put his hand on Mu's big hand, chuckled in relief, and then slowly walked out of the camp of the Tusa tribe with his wooden staff, heading towards the Iron Fang Army.
"Chief......" Gu took a step forward, and stopped talking.
"That's his choice, we have no right to interfere, let our people prepare for battle, you take a few warriors and the old man and children to leave quickly along the path behind the tribe. ”
Mu looked fiercely at the army that gradually stopped in the distance, and said in a low voice.
Regardless of the outcome of the negotiations, Mu felt that the fate of his people would not be much better, because they were not the same race, and there was still a huge hatred between the two sides, and there was no such thing as trust.
He thinks that the best outcome is that he can safely leave the homeland where his people have lived for generations, and maybe the people will complain about him because of this.
"I understand the chief. Gu's eyes lit up, nodded and agreed, grabbed his black big knife and left in a hurry.
"Tusa. ”
Mu glanced at his back lightly, then turned his head to look at Larry's thin back in the distance, clasped his hands, and whispered.
"My lord, a man has come out of the enemy's side. ”
Dorn rode to Beowulf's side and whispered to Larry in the distance.
"I saw it, ordered the whole army to pause its advance, you stay here, I'll take someone to take a look. ”
Beowulf squinted at the thin figure in the distance, he felt a surging energy, the other party had no intention of hiding his strength, and he also felt this energy in Jason.
This is the fluctuation of the mana pool, but Jason has not systematically learned spells, so there is no increase in strength.
With that, he kicked his horse's belly lightly, and galloped towards Larry with a few guards, and the army behind him slowly stopped, staring solemnly at the barbarian in front of the building in the distance.
"Stop coming!"
Soon Beowulf was not far from Larry, and he shouted loudly.
"Are you the commander of this army?"
Larry's old voice came to Beowulf's ears very clearly, and his eyes under the hood were full of solemnity, and his heart was bitter, because Beowulf also did not hide his strength.
He didn't have the confidence to be able to withstand the onslaught of an Earth Knight at such a close distance.
"I'm Beowulf from the Iron Fangs, the supreme commander of this legion in front of you, you should be a human, why are you in the camp of this group of barbarians?"
Beowulf introduced himself and then voiced his doubts, while his guards scattered around to watch out for movement.
"My name is Larry, Larry Rence, and I'm from the west coast of the continent and have lived on this ice field for about forty years. ”
Larry said with some emotion that he came to this forbidden place with hope and ambition, but he didn't expect that after so many years, his goal was still not completed.
Then he continued: "Honorable Strongman, can you tell me your intentions? The Blackstone tribe has no grudges with you, and they did not participate in the raiding of human territory some time ago. ”
"Our goal is the Pure Heart Stone vein behind you, you should have collected a lot of resources over the years. ”
The Pure Heart Stone is one of the indispensable resources in the cultivation of the mage, and perhaps this is one of the reasons why the mage in front of him has been staying here.
"That's ...... so"
Larry smiled bitterly and shook his head, in fact, he hadn't mined the Pure Heart Stone for so many years, but he had just entrusted these Tusa people to help him mine enough Clear Heart Stone after a while.
That's one of the reasons he's stayed here, but how did these humans learn about this vein?
"We can leave this vein to you, please let me leave here with these innocent Tusa, how about it?"
Larry did not answer his question, but said in a consultative tone that he had no other thoughts after seeing Beowulf.
"I'm sorry, but this barbarian of the Blackstone tribe has already made a grudge against our Iron Fang Tie, and we will either die or become a slave. ”
Beowulf smiled cruelly, disappeared from the horse's back in an instant, and was already behind Larry when he reappeared.
Larry's eyes widened, he didn't expect Beowulf to do it without saying a word, so that he didn't have time to react.
"Last time, people from this tribe killed our compatriots. ”
Larry's eyes were completely dark when he heard the words vaguely.
"Larry!!"
Mu from afar watched this scene with tears in his eyes, and couldn't help but roar angrily, and he stared at Beowulf viciously, as if he wanted to tear him apart.
"Attack with all your troops!"
Beowulf drew his sword from his waist and swung it forward with a roar.
Boom! Boom!
The sound of neat footsteps rumbled again.
"Warriors of the Blackstone Tribe, for the sake of our homeland, kill!" Mu raised his huge battle axe and roared with red eyes, and then rushed out of the tribe first.
"Figure!"
The Tusa behind him raised their weapons and shouted, and then followed him and charged at the Iron Fangs' army.
In their dictionary there is only offense and fighting, there is no retreat and defense.
"Archer, release the arrow!"
An officer rode up to the archers' camp, pointed his sword at the barbarians galloping in the distance, and gave a loud order.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
There was a sharp cracking sound, and hundreds of sharp arrows shot down into the sky, but some of the barbarians had already raised their rudimentary skinned wooden shields in their hands.
Although there will be arrows that pierce the wooden shield, the remaining damage will not cause any fatal damage to them with thick skin and flesh.
But some of the warriors fell in the way of the charge, and their bodies were full of arrows.