After the barbarians attacked, the spearmen at the front of the army suddenly stopped, clenched the spears and shields in their hands, and looked firmly in battle.

On the other side, seeing that the spear formation led by Iron Fang was getting closer and closer, Mu, who was rushing to the front of the barbarian camp, roared angrily and slammed his legs.

He heard a bang, and a strange force burst out in his body, and the snow under his feet was shaken away, and small cracks appeared in the ground buried under the snow.

With this terrifying power, he actually crossed the sharp spear at the front and fell into the spear formation, and immediately the two unlucky ghosts died under his heavy trampling.

At this time, the disadvantages of the weak melee combat of the spear array were revealed, and after Mu fell to the side of the spearmen, these soldiers actually appeared in a state of confusion, and the spears in their hands that could inflict terrifying damage on the enemy when facing the enemy's charge actually seemed extremely cumbersome.

"Roar!!"

Mu clenched his huge battle axe with both hands, and swung it wildly with a roar, and the terrifying power suddenly caused the armor of the soldiers within three meters of him to burst, and they fell to the ground one after another.

For a while, there was a blank area around him, and no soldier dared to come close, which further boosted Mu's fighting spirit.

But the other clansmen behind him were not so lucky, because there were other clansmen behind them, and they didn't have Mu's terrifying and powerful physique, so they could only watch as several sharp spears stabbed into their bodies, blood gushing wildly, and violent injuries entered the brain.

It may be a blessing for a warrior to be killed with a single blow, but the worst of all are the barbarians who have been pierced through their bodies by spears but are not yet dead, and they can only watch the blood drain from their bodies, and finally lose their lives.

In just one contact, more than thirty barbarians were killed, more than a dozen were incapacitated, and the other warriors who rushed to the front were more or less wounded, but due to the barbarians' innate terrifying physique, no more damage was inflicted.

These spears that have been pierced into the enemy's body are apparently no longer recyclable.

Therefore, the soldiers of the Iron Fang led decisively gave up the spears in their hands, took out the one-handed axes at their waists, and raised the iron shields in their hands to meet the barbarian warriors who were frantically surging in front of them.

As for Mu, who is fighting fiercely behind them, this is not something they need to care about, their task is to resist the enemy in front of them, they must believe in their comrades behind them, and they can only trust their comrades behind them.

As soon as the barbarians made contact with the spear array in front of them, the infantry armies on both flanks quickened their pace and gathered in the center, where they wanted to encircle the barbarians.

At the same time, the longbow troops in the rear began to slowly retreat, and at this time they were no longer needed to play a role.

"Physically strong, the most individual combat I've ever seen, but their commander was stupid. ”

At the rear of the army, Beowulf shook his head disdainfully at the battle situation in front of him, daring to rush forward in the face of an army five times his size, and he didn't know whether to say that they were brave or reckless.

And if they hold high ground and form a formation to defend, maybe their own army may not be able to defeat this tribe.

Dorne, who was standing beside him on horseback, did not express his opinion, his eyes shining with cyan light, and he was scanning the battlefield with the longbow Jason had given him in his hand.

He was looking for the barbarian warrior who had led a group of barbarians to attack and kill many of his companions, and the barbarian had to be dealt with by his own hands.

"Will the barbarian be handed over to you or will I deal with it myself?"

Beowulf asked with a smile when he saw him, which could be regarded as finding a way for him to vent his emotions.

After searching for a long time to no avail, Dorne was a little unwilling, and after hearing his words, he immediately nodded and said in a deep voice: "Leave it to me." ”

Then he bent his bow and arrow, and a cyan energy converged on the arrow, and he stared at the barbarian chieftain who was unstoppable in the military formation, and then released the arrow.

The arrow burst through the air with condensed extraordinary power and pointed straight at Mu's head.

Ever since Dorne learned that he could awaken his extraordinary powers, he had been humbly consulting Lancelot and Lonnat, and although the strength had grown slowly after such a long time, the use of this energy in his body had been perfected.

He didn't deliberately improve his strength, because he knew that his potential was limited at such an age, so it was better to focus on one aspect.

So he used all the energy of his body to strengthen his archery.

The soldiers fighting with Mu on the other side immediately raised their shields and slowly approached him after the initial panic, although almost everyone was either killed or injured after fighting him, but every soldier rushed forward with a hideous face and used his body and life to fight for opportunities for others.

At this time, Mu gasped, although these soldiers were fragile in his eyes, but the long swing of the giant axe in his hand still made him gradually feel tired.

And wounds began to appear on his body, and the wounds left by the battle axes in the hands of the Iron Fang Collar soldiers were not shallow.

Just as he had just split the shield in the hands of a soldier in half along with his body, a sudden panic surged in his heart, and almost in the next moment, he turned sharply and instinctively raised the giant axe in his hand to block it.

Rumble!!!

The cyan energy wrapped in the arrow and slammed into the battle axe in Mu's hand, instantly shattering.

But the huge force it carried exploded and actually knocked the tomahawk in his hand away, and Mu himself was repelled by this energy for a few steps, lost his balance, and tripped over the corpse that fell to the ground.

The surrounding soldiers immediately rushed up, and the battle axes in their hands frantically beckoned to him, and suddenly there were more than a dozen wounds on Mu's body, and blood stained his body.

"Roar!!

Unwillingly, he roared angrily, pushed away the soldiers gathered around him and stood up, grabbed the legs of one of the soldiers, and picked him up as a war hammer.

Sou!

The sharp sound of breaking the air sounded again, Mu opened his eyes wide, opened his mouth to make a sound, but in the end he hung his hands weakly, and the already broken corpse in his hand also fell to the side.

There was an arrow stuck in his heart, only half of the arrow feather was exposed, and the cyan energy on it was slowly escaping.

Mu stretched out his efforts to breathe, but the glint in his eyes gradually dimmed, and the last sight he saw was several soldiers holding up the battle axes in their hands, slashing at his body with hideous faces.