Kraze held the round shield and pushed it forward, then roared with several Viking warriors beside him, pushing the Mecklenburg soldier who was squeezed at the door in, then raised the axe in his hand and hung it on the neck of the Mecklenburg soldier closest to him, hooked it and pulled it back. The Viking warriors behind immediately swung the battle axe skillfully, and cut the Mecklenburg soldier who was pulled over by him who didn't know what was going on.

"Start the crossbow arrow." Sweat also appeared on the forehead of Rex, the commander of the Great Sword. These Viking warriors were really fierce. The combat power of individual warriors was completely above the soldiers of the Melklenburg. If the mercenaries of the German mercenary group cooperated with each other, they might fight with them.

"Kill." The furious Claze used a round shield to hit a Mecklenburg soldier's face, then knocked him down and chopped him up without mercy. The sharp tomahawk chopped the poor Mecklenburg soldier's head into meat sauce in two or three strokes, and blood and brains were everywhere. Claze's face and body were covered with blood.

"Anger is your greatest strength, Craze." Craze always circled his father's words in his mind. Yes, in anger he felt as if he was integrated with Thor Thor. In anger, almost no one could resist his attack. His violently undulating chest and the roar in the fight made the enemy frightened.

"Pump the wooden ladder." Seeing that the soldiers on the first floor could not stop the Vikings' attack, Andrew, the crazy man, immediately ordered the crossbowmen on the second floor to pull up the wooden ladder between the two layers. This was an improvement of Aruod's defense in the bunker. When the first floor was attacked violently by the enemy and could not defend, the wooden ladder between the two layers could be pulled off, making the second floor a relatively closed space. The crossbowmen on the second floor shot down through the entrance, but the enemy below could not climb up.

"Oh no." At this moment, only two Mecklenburg soldiers were killed in the first floor. They were horrified and found themselves isolated and helpless. At this time, the guards above removed the wooden ladder. In panic, they retreated to the entrance of the second floor and reached out to try to grab the wooden ladder that was pulled up, but it was too late.

"Swoosh~~~." Kraze suddenly threw his axe. The axe broke through the air and hit the back of a Mecklenburg soldier. The other discovered that the Viking warriors had rushed into the first floor, with only brick walls behind him.

"Dang, I surrender, I surrender." The Mecklenburg soldier looked pale. He dropped the weapon in his hand and opened his hands to express his willingness to surrender.

"Hmph." But Kraze did not accept his surrender. He walked over a few steps to pull out the battle axe from the dead Mecklenburg soldier, and then smashed the surrender Mecklenburg soldier in the head, killing the other party's life twice.

"Oh oh ~~~." The Viking warriors who occupied the first floor let out a roar of victory. This damn bunker took the lives of many of their companions, but now they have finally conquered them.

"Swoosh, swosh~~~." But the Vikings had not enjoyed the joy of victory for a moment. Three crossbows stretched out from the entrance of the second floor and shot them with crossbow arrows, which hit a Viking warrior in the eyes.

"Shield, man's ladder." Claze quickly blocked the shield in front of him. Without a ladder, he could not defeat the Vikings. They raised a strong companion and climbed up to the edge of the entrance while blocking it with a shield.

"Um." The Viking warrior with dirty and blond hair pressed the edge of the entrance with his hands, and rode on the pedals with crossbowmen. During the break when he pulled the bowstrings, he wanted to step on his companion's shoulders, trying to climb up with his arms, but at this moment he suddenly felt a wind blowing from his head.

"Buzz, bang." A cold light came from the top of his head. The Great Sword Rex held the hilt of the Great Sword in both hands, and slashed the sharp Great Sword in a circle on the top of his head, slashing hard on the head of the Viking warrior who was poking over the entrance. The sharp Great Sword cut the Viking warrior's head like a melon. Then Rex stepped on the Viking warrior's head with his right foot, pulled it hard, and pulled out his sword, and the Viking warrior's body with his head fell down.

"Ph." Rex took out a piece of linen and wiped the blood on his sword, then threw down the blood-stained linen.

"Woo, woo~~~~." Just as the Vikings' attack was frustrated, a horn sound came from outside the port. The horn sound made Kraze frown, and the bunker defenders over their heads cheered.

"Kraze, Mecklenburg reinforcements are coming." The warning of the shield girl Grace came from outside the bunker. The Vikings all looked at Kraze and wanted him to make a decision. At this moment, Kraze felt that he was in a dilemma.

"Damn it." He raised his head and looked at the second floor where the ladder was pulled out above, and it was basically impossible to attack. If reinforcements outside surrounded the rear, they might be wiped out here.

"Give us an order." Shield girl Grace asked Claze.

"Get out, let's observe." Kraze thought that in such a short time, the Earl of Mecklenburg could not gather a large army. He knew very well that the main forces of the German nobles fighting were knights and sergeants, but these people generally lived in their respective fiefs or castles, and they didn't have time to gather in one day. The reinforcements that could be recruited were recruited in villages and towns near Mecklenburg, and these recruits were by no means their opponents, so they had the opportunity to seize the port. Kraze already had a relatively ambitious plan in his heart.

The Viking warriors retreated from the bunkers one after another. They gathered together to block the arrows above with their shields, and retreated to the edge of the port where the bunkers could not reach. Where they lined up, holding round shields and battle axes, and shoulder to shoulder with their companions. Claze saw a Mecklenburg army gradually appearing from the road in the distance, and the black lion's flag was flying in the air.

"It was the Earl of Mecklenburg who went on the battle in person." Kraze knew the black lion flag. He stepped forward and his right foot backward, held a shield in his left hand, held a battle axe in his right hand, and stared at the black lion flag with his eyes.

"They seem to have few people, and we still have a chance." Shield girl Grace looked at the Mecklenburg army lined up from the small path. They seemed to have only more than one hundred people. The number of people on both sides was not much different. There was no reason for the Viking warriors to retreat.

"If you can defeat or capture Arod, the Earl of Mecklenburg, you can get a large ransom or even land, a piece of land that will not be frozen." Kraze licked his dry lips, and a greedy look appeared in his eyes.

"Sir, what do those Vikings want to do? You won't plan to attack us." Johnberg looked at the Viking warriors lined up opposite him, looking murderous intently, and asked Arod, who was riding on the horse in confusion.

"Haha, it's worthy of being the Viking warriors who have been around for centuries, and they are indeed strong." Aroud looked at the burly and highly morale Viking warriors with admiration. He wanted these proud Viking warriors to know that Mecklenburg is not a vegetable garden where they can come and go whenever they want.

"Two rows of spearmen come forward." A German mercenary sergeant snatched out his sword and wore a chain mail to whisper to the mercenaries.

"Cheep~~." Forty spearmen immediately held their spears tightly and lined up in two rows to the front of the troops, followed by a dozen archers lined up behind them.

"Let me try a new formation." Arod looked at the mixed formation of a spear and archers that formed a small square formation. This was his attempt to copy the Spanish square formation and combine long-range with spearmen. Because without a musket, it would only increase the power of the archers' weapons. The Bohemian compound bow held by these dozen archers.

"Prepare, shoot~~~." Under the order of the sergeant, the archers pulled their bows and arrows and shot them forty-five degrees into the sky. The arrows were popped out by the bowstrings of the compound bow, and dozens of arrows crossed the open space between the two sides and fell towards the heads of the Viking warriors.

"Shield Wall." Kraze ordered loudly, and immediately the Vikings gathered together and used their shields to build an airtight shield wall. Arrows fell on top of their heads and beside them, making a muffled sound, which was the sound of arrows hitting the shield.

"Is the Earl of Mecklenburg so capable?" The shield girl Grace looked at the opposite side from the gap in the shield disdain. She was full of curiosity about the young Count riding on a white horse behind the Mecklenburg soldiers' array. Why can the Earl of Mecklenburg, who does not look strong, have the power of a county? Does he have any mysterious power?

"Shield wall, haha, the Javelin cavalry encircled from both wings, and should not fight in close voice." Aruod was not surprised by the Viking warriors' shield wall. He just used archers to test them. At this time, seeing them blocking their long-range attacks with the shield wall, he immediately ordered the Javelin cavalry to fight.

"Get it, get it." After receiving the order, the javelin cavalry immediately galloped from both wings. While protecting their bodies with shields, they held the short javelins in their hands tightly while running. These Slavs' javelins can use the heavy javelins in their hands to deal with the Viking warriors. The power of the javelins lies in armor and shield breaking.

"Cabinets, be careful and continue to stabilize the shield formation." Kraze looked at the cavalry coming from both wings. The Viking warriors still rely on the airtight shield formation and the strong companions to rely on shoulder to shoulder, but they did not expect that this was a long-range cavalry unit. (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, the novel is better, updated and faster!

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