Killing monks on the battlefield has a bad impact, and Orlan generously let go of these bastards first. Instead, turn your attention to the field.

In the past few years of head-on conflict with the Vikings, in addition to learning their shield formations, the British royal division also quoted from the Frankish and Roman texts about the command of a formation of more than 100 people.

Aku and the others shouted to the soldiers, put on the defensive, and the soldiers who controlled the shield were in the first line and inserted spearmen into it.

Form a secondary line of defense behind the shield wall, and use long weapons to stab enemies at any time. And hid more than twenty archers behind the shield wall, taking the opportunity to strike.

If there were enough riders to harass from the left and right, Aku would have had a good way of holding off the crazy fighters.

Because now the Vikings are attacking the new western lands that the king has given them. In the past, wars were all about righteousness, family and country, and beliefs, but this time it will affect what kind of life I can live in the next few years.

As long as you don't die, just force the Vikings away. Then you can build a beautiful home! The monstrous face of the berserker will not be more terrifying today than the wild dogs on the side of the road.

The shields of the king's army were joined together, and they were taller than ever.

"Yes, that's it!" Oran watched from afar, muttering to himself,

"Viking Boss Hurry up and hit hard, don't back down from the Flying Snake King Army, fully exert your courage, and you can go to 'Heaven' and 'Valhalla' as soon as you die!" Later, Orlan raised his hand again and said to the former Viking subordinate who came to support from Northumbria,

"Go, prove your strength, you are true 'Protestants'!" Micho and Gomon led their men and sang the song of the White Eagle.

Hit Björn's flank. Because of the traitors, the entire Viking side was far inferior in number to God.

There are more than 1,400 Carpenter God believers and allies on the Plains battlefield. The battle axe, on which the Vikings were proud, kept slashing at their opponents' equipment, making a sound like when striking iron.

The plains and pastures that were beautiful a day ago have now become large iron factories and slaughterhouses. In the midst of the chaos, Orlan saw Bjorn's tall figure.

The berserker behind him was dressed in black armor, and when he ran, he flew like a crow on the ground, sweeping past it, which was terrifying.

They turned into a huge iron cone, chiseling holes in the shield array. Then the berserkers changed their formation again, mixed with the king's army, and finally broke the Aku formation.

But the one-sided massacre did not happen. The people of Guthrum also joined. Hatred among believers is sometimes not lost to heresy.

The warriors at the bottom didn't know why they were fighting, but when they saw the leader shouting, and the opponent's tomahawk also flew down, and when they brushed their ears, they could only leave behind the enemies shaking in front of them if they wanted to live.

The White Eagle Banner was stained red with blood, and the Black Crow Banner was scattered all over the ground, ready to be trampled on. Some of the soldiers who killed them were in a state of stress, even forgetting that their hands and feet had been cut off, and using the only remaining limbs, they shouted and fought!

"Valhalla!" Björn raised his sword and roared, unlike Uba, who was still the strongest lord of Sweden in the face of adversity.

What about the difference of one, two, and three times If someone tells you that a wolf swallowed a lion in a head-on fight, you will definitely not believe it, but in front of Orlan's eyes, a surprising scene appeared.

As one of the commanders of the royal army, the old Frie actually blew the horn of the battle.

"Miscellaneous, is this still a real knight" Orlan was heartbroken, and also asked the herald riders around him to gather the battle formation and not retreat.

All kinds of sounds mixed with chaos resounded in the room, like an absurd recital. Oran couldn't wait any longer, and rushed over directly, and when there were still five or six hundred meters left in the face of Bjorn, he stopped the war horse and touched the shoulder of the loyal hospital rider next to him.

"The opportunity to perform has come, to the death of the Viking Elders, and your fame will always be adored by England." All the elite of the hospital riders are on board, even if they don't leave a single horse, and they use it to go back to Northumbria, they have to win this melee.

When Bjorn saw Oran, he began to recite the war song of the sacrifice again, and his eyes became even more crazy.

"Hold a sword and a shield, never die!" Bjorn had been wounded, and blood was even running from his forehead onto his robe and sword.

But the momentum is like a strong wind. The sea of clouds, which had been clear on the horizon, began to appear hazy. The scattered Vikings gathered together like a fiery dragon gushing out of Oran.

"It's so good, you can fight better than Yin War, I would like to call you the strongest Viking elder!" Then, Orlan's facial features were hideous, and his angry blood surged up,

"If a few words of barking of a dog are useful, then it is more than anyone's words, and there is no need to carry a sword."

"Charge!"

"Come on!" At this moment, two huge and incomparably spittling phantoms flashed across the sky. The White Eagle and the Blood Raven, the power of the carpenter god poured into Oran, and the Lord of the Wolves blessed Bjorn.

"I will not die, I will be immortal!" Orlan took over, and the front army collided first, and then men and horses came from all directions.

In the shadows, the last one who does not fall is the winner. ......

"It's now!" As a member of the Charge Riders, the Shrike did not hide behind to avoid the battle, and when Bjorn went berserk, the Shrike locked on to him.

I am only fourteen years old, but what kind of greatness is not in age, only in experience. He was like a ball of sparks, radiating light, and using his superb riding skills to drive the war horse under his crotch out of a speed of twelve minutes.

But when he approached the warrior Bjorn very closely, he was picked up by the berserkers who were not afraid of death. When men and horses collided, the shrike himself was knocked off his horse.

If it weren't for the timely response of the rider next to him, he would have been chopped into meat sauce in less than three seconds. Countless people fell, and when Bjorn approached Oran, there were only a dozen men left around him, and all the berserkers were surrounded in order to clear his way.

"Hasstein is waiting for you!" Before he could finish the sentence, Bjorn rushed over. Benbo is the dawn...... Touch!

The Immortal Sword was directly shot away. Orlan didn't even see his opponent's movements clearly, and the warrior who came out of the mountain of corpses and blood struck with all his strength, and Orlan almost went to see God.

But this is also the limit of Bjorn, Orlan still has twenty people around him to protect him. As he fell, the protrusion of the armor slammed into the ground, sending a huge force back into his chest, sending the aching Oran's stomach churning inward.

After staring blankly at the sky for dozens of seconds, Oran regained his demeanor, did not let anyone help him, touched his hands on the mud and sand, and slowly propped himself up.

But when he got up, he couldn't hold back anymore and spit out a mouthful of bright red.

"It's a shame, you almost made it...... Are you old...... It's useless!" Orlan was protected by more of his men, and then took the Immortal Sword that his men had retrieved.

Nandin and Aku had surrounded Bjorn. The latter could only watch Orlan leave.

"Your Majesty, go away!" The berserker also used his life to clear the way, leaving Bjorn away, and each one of them was full of arrows.

Unless one of the two leaders dies, the sword will swing to the point where only one person remains. Oran's confession before leaving,

"Eliminate evil!" Then tears flowed down his eyes. Protestant subordinates, seeing such a great lord who defended England with his life, naturally forgot his life!

Oran, who turned his back to the battlefield, was just in too much pain and cried uncontrollably. Half an hour later, Bjorn's men were almost wiped out, and he himself was hunted down.

Oran has someone in the station to catch the escaped rat. After the victory, the first thing is to count the number of people and sweep the battlefield.

Not long after returning to the nearest stronghold, he rested for a while, but Orlan did not change his clothes, and rubbed his armor with more blood and mud, showing the hard work of the vicious fight just now.

When he came out to comfort the soldiers, he saw the quartermaster counting the results of the battle, stingily writing them one by one, and the food being distributed to the survivors.

Orlan shouted to stop, and then came out to brush up on the sense of existence.

"You give these to our fighters"

"Your Excellency, this is customary ......"

"How much reward for killing a Viking warrior"

"On the basis of the captured equipment, the valuation is carried out, and the rations are converted, and a soldier can get eighty days' worth of food." Due to the fact that they had to hand over the crusaders, the royal family, etc., and the rich spoils of war on the battlefield, there were not many soldiers in hand.

But Orlan was not satisfied, and shouted,

"Let the Mercian next door see it, and think that we can't afford to pay for eighty days, which is enough for anyone to eat, and divide all the spoils." The voice of Long Live Oran was heard throughout the stronghold.

Old Frey, who had just returned from the battlefield, could only watch coldly, because he escaped from the battle and fled, almost causing the destruction of the king's army.

Now he has no position to deal with Orlan, and he is afraid that Orlan will liquidate himself. In the end, he was told by Orlan that the Vikings did not speak of martial virtues, engaged in sneak attacks, and killed a group of Roman monks.

No one can say anything about Orlan's behavior in leading troops in the past, and Aku has been hurt a lot, and he doesn't have the strength to bother with Orlan.

Now the more troublesome thing is Miba, who was caught by himself. It's horrible, this man

"But" what about the messenger of the Roman Church!