It is of course best to be able to solve the problem with arrows, but when the Vikings slammed the torches, the crossbowmen's vision was limited, and the sergeant commanders stopped shooting according to the development and changes on the battlefield. Aruod knew that only melee soldiers were used to solve these raids, so he issued an order to attack the two-handed swordsmen. The two-handed swordsmen who were originally guarding the crossbow team immediately gathered together to resist the greatsword on their shoulders and advanced towards the Vikings under the command of the captain. Because Aruod's smelting base's increasingly mature wire-pulling technology made these swordsmen wear chain mails. The gaps of this new style of chain mail were smaller and more firm and lighter, and the iron armor made a rustling sound during the action.

"Grandswords attack~~~." Andrew, a madman who performed well in the Battle of Mecklenburg Port, became the captain of the Greatswords. When he led sixty Greatswords swordsmen to twenty steps away from the Vikings, he took down the Greatswords, which was almost the same height as him, and shouted in the direction of the Vikings. The swordsmen with both hands followed him, holding the weapons in their hands. They held the Greatswords high and moved their legs quickly, like a gust of wind blowing across the earth hitting the Vikings.

"Ping Ping~~~." The swordsmen waved their big swords, like a rotating windmill, with numerous people and energy raising their energy, facing the exhausted Viking warriors, and defeating them like a destruction.

"Ah, damn Southerners, I'm going to kill you and tear you apart." The Viking Warrior leader's face was splashed with his own blood. He watched the Viking Warriors who were brought out to raid one by one. He was so angry that he tore up his clothes, pulled open his chain mail, and bare his chest. He held the battle axe and shield tightly, and shouted at the big sword swordsmen who attacked him.

"Ah~~." A swordsman holding a snake-shaped sword danced his sword and wanted to kill the Viking Warrior leader. However, the Viking Warrior leader blocked the blade with a round shield. At the same time, he lowered his body and chopped an axe from the bottom. The sharp axe hit the swordsman's chin and smashed his chin bone and jaw. The swordsman let out the swordsman's holdings and knelt on the ground with blood. The Viking Warrior leader stood up without any mercy and chopped off the swordsman's head with a sharp axe.

"Oh oh~~~." The leader of the Viking warrior bent down, lifted the swordsman's head, which was still bleeding, and shouted loudly at the other swordsmen's demonstration. The terrifying appearance was like an evil ghost in hell, which made the other swordsmen stand on the spot.

"Let me deal with this damn pagan." The madman Andrew waved his sword for a moment and said to his swordsmen. He had just become the captain and wanted to take the opportunity to establish his authority. This was a good opportunity.

At this time, there were not many Viking warriors around the Viking Warrior leader. He had to fall into a desperate situation, completely holding the idea of ​​killing one enough. He killed a swordsman with thunder to scare other swordsmen so that they would not be surrounded immediately, even a fierce lion could not resist the wolf pack. Looking at the madman Andrew who walked out with a big sword, the Viking Warrior leader showed a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Damn the pagan." The madman Andrew held his sword tightly and slowly surrounded the Viking Warrior leader. He looked for his weakness and blind corners, and the Viking Warrior leader moved his steps in the opposite direction. They were like two hungry beasts who happened to meet in the forest, testing the strength of the other party and looking for the opportunity to attack. The surrounding swordsmen also stopped to watch the battle. At this time, milky white light gradually appeared in the sky, the darkest part of the darkness.

The dawn had passed, and the night had passed without realizing it. The grass was full of chaos. Corpse and wounded and groaning soldiers were lying on the ground, and overturned tongs and wooden barrels were scattered all over the ground. The brightly colored aristocratic tents hit by the side were covered with footprints of soil. The knights in armor and the nobles in brightly colored costumes were holding their own flags. They were looking for the soldiers who had been separated from themselves, and the neighing sounds of war horses and the scolding of the nobles.

"Swoosh~~~." The madman Andrew launched the first attack. He raised his arms and raised the sword to a position parallel to his sight. With his legs exerted force, he rushed towards the Viking Warrior leader, like a bull sprinting with his horns. The Viking Warrior leader immediately blocked the log shield in front of him, blocking the sword strike from the madman Andrew, and then tried to use the same trick again, dodging and slashing towards Andrew from the diagonal bottom.

"Clang~~." But Andrew was very skilled in using the great sword. His steps changed slightly, his body sank, and used the middle and tail of the great sword to block the Viking Warrior leader's battle axe, and swept through it.

"Puff~~." The sword edge swept across the left wrist of the Viking Warrior leader. The sharp sword blade cut open his muscles, causing the Viking Warrior leader to loosen his shield and fell to the ground. At this time, the bright red blood continued to seep out from the wound, and dripping drips on the emerald green grass. The swordsmen of the German Mercenary Group cheered, knowing that the madman Andrew was about to win.

"Huh~~~." The Viking Warrior leader's eyes widened. He bit his teeth and endured the severe pain. He pulled off a strip of thick linen clothes and cloth on his body, wrapped around his left wrist. The Germanic swordsman in front of him was as fast as the wind. He was not careful that he had his wrist cut. However, the tough Viking Warrior leader bit the battle axe in his mouth and bandaged his wrist. Andrew did not bother him to make things difficult for him at this time. He let the Viking Warrior leader bandage his wrist. In addition to the swordsmen watching the battle, they knew that no matter how strong the warrior was, once a bloody wound appeared, it would become a fatal blow. Sure enough, when the Viking Warrior leader picked up the battle axe again, his movements became much slower, and the madman Andrew avoided the opponent's attack without any effort.

"Andrew ends the battle." At this moment, the sound of horse hooves sounded outside the crowd on the battlefield. Arod was seen riding his own war horse in armor and surrounded by the knights and servants of the inner palace. He said to Andrew, the madman who was still fighting.

"It's the Count." Hearing Arod's order, the madman Andrew put away his cat-playing game mentality. He stared at the opportunity when the Viking Warrior leader rushed over, and used a fake move to pretend to chop from above, forcing the Viking Warrior leader to raise his battle axe to block it. However, this is just an illusion of Germanic sword skills, and it is impossible for the Viking Warrior leader to see through when he is healthy.

"Ah~~." Andrew's sword suddenly changed, and he stabbed the sword violently, stabbed the instep of the Viking Warrior leader's right foot, nailed the Viking Warrior leader's foot to the ground. A scream came from the Viking Warrior leader's mouth. The severe pain made the Viking Warrior leader's face twist, and large drops of sweat flowed down his shiny head. The battle axe in his hand fell to the ground and didn't care to pick it up. He just grabbed the sword body of the Great Sword with both hands and wanted to pull out the blade nailed to the foot.

"Go to hell, pagan." Andrew grabbed the back of the Viking Warrior leader's neck with his right hand and said loudly to him. After that, he used force to hit the Viking Warrior leader's neck against the blade. In an instant, a stream of blood spurted out and sprayed on Andrew's face and body.

"Ha~~~ah." The Viking Warrior leader had his eyes wide open. He never thought he would die like this. He let out his last breath and leaned on the great sword inserted into his feet. Blood flowed down the great sword, like a stream.

"Yeah." Aruod nodded with satisfaction. He raised his hand and pointed at the dead Viking leader's body, and ordered the madman Andrew, "Cut off the head and insert it on the pointed wooden stake for the people in the village to see."

That night, the Vikings samurai went from initial victory to failure, which made the Vikings in the village feel like a roller coaster. When they saw the bald head of their tribe leader was inserted into the pointed wooden stake, they even closed the wooden door tightly. The Vikings leader took away the elite warriors, but they all lost all the money. Now only the old and weak women were left guarding the village. They didn't even dare to show their anger and prayed to God Odin, hoping that the Lord of the Gods could help them, of course there was no response.

"Duke, we have captured five Viking warriors, what should we do?" When all the dust fell, several dukes' personal guards reported to Duke Eble that captives usually depend on the mood of the victor. If the victor is in a good mood, they will ask for ransom. If there is no ransom, they will be sold to slave merchants. At least they can save their lives. But if they are in a bad mood, there is only one ending, which is to be killed. It is obvious that this raid by the Viking warrior leader made Duke Eble very embarrassed, and his forehead is full of blue veins.

"Duke, do I have a suggestion that I don't know if I can tell you?" Arod had another idea, so he spoke to Duke Ebul. Arod had just saved Duke Ebul's life, so the Duke of course would not refute Arod's face.

"Arod, my friend, please tell me, you can always solve my problems, which is much more reliable than my barons." Duke Eble said with dissatisfaction. Barons Mason, who were not good at night attacks, had to pretend not to hear the Duke's complaints.
Chapter completed!