Boom! Boom! Boom!

The sound of neat footsteps clearly reached the ears of the barbarians from a distance of a few hundred meters.

The bright armor and weapons reflected the setting sun, putting a great deal of pressure on them.

The army under the command of Beowulf had five full-fledged main battle corps and three auxiliary corps, totaling nearly 40,000 people, and this time they directly brought over three main battle corps and one corps, totaling about 20,000.

They are the most brave and skilled army in the Northlands, and they are also equipped with the best weapons in the Northlands, and can almost crush tens of thousands of heavily armed barbarian warriors head-on on the plains.

You don't even need the help of an archer.

This is the powerful legion that Beowulf spent four or five years training in the uninterrupted battle against the barbarians in the harsh climate of the Glena Ice Field.

This was his pride, and he was confident that even if Leonidas, a natural soldier, came to the Berserker army, his warriors would be fearless.

Because they all came out step by step in the trial of blood and fire, not those rookies who have experienced a few wars.

That's right, in his eyes, the Heroic Sword Legion and the Defender Legion, the two ace armies that have achieved excellent results in two large-scale wars, are just two rookies.

It may sound very arrogant, even disrespectful, but Beowulf still insists on his opinion.

If the two armies faced each other, he was confident that his army would be able to break down the opposing defenses in a matter of hours.

"Tie Hao! We're in crisis, here. ”

The Great Chieftain, accompanied by several young warriors, came to Tie Hao's camp and pointed to the weak army in the distance.

"If you still insist on your imperial dream, I still advise you to wake up, can't you still see the gap between us and the human race?"

If it weren't for the threat of the other party's longbowmen, the Great Chief would probably have fled back to Ice and Snow City with his army by now, and as for Tie Hao's army, he would have stayed in Zainian as a bait.

But exposing his back to an army that can shoot arrows hundreds of meters away would never have been done unless he was killed......

"What do you want to say?"

Tie Hao walked out of his camp with a pale face, his ribs seemingly cracked, although this injury would take more than a month for a strong barbarian to recover.

But it still formed a huge discount on his combat effectiveness, and he can now be compared to an ordinary warrior at best.

"Put aside our prejudices and get through this together, or our civilization will come to an end today. The Great Chief had a solemn countenance.

“......”

After taking a deep look at the Great Chief, Tie Hao nodded heavily: "Okay, Respected Great Chief, this battle will be commanded by you." ”

Although he was unwilling, he was very aware of his shortcomings, he was too impulsive, and his experience was not as rich as that of the Great Chief, so this was the best choice.

"If you can give up your dream of pushing our race into the abyss, I may pass on to you the next Great Chief. ”

The Great Chief took a deep breath and said with a serious look.

"I'm not going to give up, I've seen enough of my people dying in the ice and snow because of lack of food, and I've seen enough of the newborns crying helplessly in the snow, if we can't get out of the ice field, our race is doomed to perish. ”

Tie Hao was unmoved: "Rather than waiting for death in despair, I would rather die on the battlefield." ”

With that, he turned and returned to his army.

There is nothing wrong with either of them, both of them are for the continuation of the race, but the paths are different, one is more conservative and the other is more radical.

After reaching an agreement, the barbarians of the two camps quickly moved closer together and formed a defensive formation.

The barbarian with the shield in his hand stood at the front, guarding against the sudden release of arrows from the humans on the opposite side, and the barbarian warriors would not have used shields.

Because they worship violence, but since Beowulf invaded the ice fields with his army, they have had to give up their glory and pick up this equipment that does not suit their style.

The other warriors stood behind their shields, their eyes furiously awaiting the order to attack, ready to die generously.

The lessons of blood and tears over the years have taught them that there is only one way to die when they attack the human army head-on, but they know that there is little hope of victory, but in order to return home alive, they are fearless.

"Tusa!"

The Great Chief suddenly ignored his injuries and raised the war hammer in his hand and roared, the previous wound cracked, and blood flowed out again, soaking the bandages on his waist and abdomen.

"Tusa!"

"Tusa!"

"Tusa!"

......

One after another, the roars full of anger and warlike intent sounded, and the morale of the barbarians continued to improve, and in the end, everyone seemed to have been beaten with chicken blood, and their eyes were full of madness.

"The people of Tusa!"

The Great Chief waved the war hammer in his hand and roared, "Forward!"

Then the barbarians holding shields at the front began to cover the clansmen behind them and began to advance slowly.

If it had been before, they would have waved their weapons in their hands, and Ula Ullah rushed forward, and then before they could run halfway, they were nailed to the ground by a whizzing arrow.

This shows the progress of these barbarians.

The human army on the other side was more well-trained, and a flag was raised high, symbolizing Jason's white wolf flag waving in the wind.

"Stop!"

"Array!"

"Archer prepare!"

After the barbarians had advanced a distance, one of the heralds standing beside Beowulf waved the small flag in his hand.

"Shoot the arrow!!"

Airplanes!!

A neat hum of bowstrings rang out, and thousands of arrows rose into the air, overwhelming like locusts, and landed on top of the barbarian army.

Suddenly, the barbarians fell, but more continued to advance bravely and fearlessly in the rain of arrows.

Finally, after the fall of nearly a thousand barbarian warriors, the distance between the two sides was only a little more than two hundred meters.

"For the glory of our ancestors!

"Kill!"

The Great Chief straightened up from under one of his shields, pulled out an arrow from his shoulder, and roared to the sky.

"Kill!"

"For the glory of our ancestors!"

"To survive!"

......

The warrior at the front suddenly threw down the shield in his hand, raised the weapon in his hand, and roared and rushed towards the steel army formation opposite.

"Spear!!"

Rumble!

Sharp spears suddenly poked out from behind the shields at the front of the human army, and the whole army seemed to have turned into a giant hedgehog.

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