Under the dark night sky, thirty Norscan berserkers and twenty shield axemen roared and attacked under the leadership of Rhodes.

They had various tattoos on their bodies, had thick beards, held weapons that ordinary humans could not hold, had wild and uninhibited looks, and roared like beasts. The scene in front of them stunned the Ksar infantrymen on the wall. And it made them even more stunned.

What was astonishing was the fighting power of these Norscan savages.

There were almost zero casualties. Under the leadership of Rhodes, the fifty-man assault team rampaged all the way. Rhodes and Bogul rushed at the front, each with an axe. No matter what was in front of them, they would be solved with one axe. If one axe.

To solve it, use two axes!

The bloodthirsty battle stimulated the wildness of the Norscans, and also stimulated Rhode's most primitive animal nature. Holding a thunder battle ax, he chopped off the heads of the Erengrad armed militiamen with one axe, and kicked away the headless body.

Behind the body, he roared and slashed at the next one. The mob raised his shield to block, but the wooden shield was smashed into pieces. He tried to escape, but Rhodes hooked him with another axe.

The ax blade bit into the shoulder like a wild beast's fangs, and the armed militiamen screamed in pain, while Rhodes pulled him back with a fierce tug, and then another tomahawk struck, along the root of the neck, and struck a blow.

The ax split his neck, and blood spurted out, staining Rhodes' face red.

However, the killing has just begun.

The berserker's blood was flowing in his body. Regardless of the other party's mercy, Rhodes struck with a whirlwind, and the heads of the three armed militiamen were instantly chopped into the air. Blood flowed down his cheeks, soaking Rhodes' iron ring armor.

He bent down to avoid the long sword stab of a militia officer, and appeared in front of him at the same time as the opponent's long sword stabbed down. In the frightened eyes of the militia officer, Rhodes used the sharp spike at the end of the battle axe.

It stabbed into the man's throat. Along with the sound of flesh being torn apart, blood flowed down the handle of the mithril battle ax, staining Rhodes' fingers red.

The white bear followed Rhodes, smashed the enemy's face with its thick bear paws, stepped on the infantry of the militia regiment with its thick flesh pads, and then bit the throats of each mob with its bloody fangs!

"Roar!"

The bloody battle made this militia group composed of thieves, gangsters, and farmers feel terrified. But in the eyes of the Norscans, this is the real battle, and this is the brave man they worship.

"Roar!"

There was another wild roar. The butcher behind Rhodes, the dwarf Bogur, jumped up high and threw him down under the horrified eyes of the Erengrad militiamen. The small hatchet struck the mob's face, scarlet.

Blood sprayed out. The little man let out a hearty cry.

There was crossfire from the bastion camp in front of them, and a group of bloodthirsty savages were slaughtering behind them. The morale of the militia group soon collapsed. Under the night, the originally neat firelight began to scatter in all directions, and even continued to extinguish, leaving behind

Many of the fleeing Erengrad militiamen directly threw away their torches and fled towards the dark forest.

Ten minutes of fierce fighting resulted in the victory of the entire battle. The wild and uninhibited fighting style and the passionate commander conquered the Kislev Ksar infantry in the camp in just one battle.

"Rod!!"

Together with the Norscan berserkers outside the camp, they shouted Rhode's name. The fanatical atmosphere was like a heat wave, immersing everyone in it. Indeed, these Ksar infantrymen from all over Kislev, since they joined the army,

I have never seen such a simple and crude way of fighting. The Norscans did not even open the shield wall, but directly killed them under the leadership of their leader. And almost no one fell down along the way, except for sporadic injuries.

At the gate of the camp, Caroline's eyes were blurry. She originally thought that she would have to face fierce battles if she stayed, but she didn't expect such a scene. There were at least a thousand rebels who came to attack the camp.

, however, after only two hundred people were slaughtered, morale collapsed. And the entire camp has not collapsed. The places that were attacked were the ones that Rhodes requested to strengthen before the war...

…

"Search for survivors, we need prisoners. Burn the bodies."

After stepping on the bloody battlefield, Rhodes told his soldiers that the gate of the camp not far away had been opened, and they were all welcoming their lord back to the camp.

However, while the soldiers were checking the corpses and searching for survivors, the white bear stood in the night, growling at the boundless darkness. Just like the scene when it sensed the presence of vampires that day, Ursok raised his front paws

, digging uneasily on the ground, and looking even more anxious than that day.

Rhodes was surrounded by people, shouting and swarming, and did not notice the abnormal behavior of the white bear at all. On the contrary, Caroline noticed that the Frost Witch was following the white bear. In the dark night, there was no firelight, and she had no idea what happened.

However, a few seconds later, Caroline suddenly remembered what Rhodes had said to her before. If the spirit bear really has the ability to sense the existence of the wind of death, then is its behavior in front of her...

What are you warning people about?

"Rod!"

After reacting, Caroline quickly called out to Rhodes. But it was too late. Under the dark night sky, countless pairs of blood-red eyes flashed secretly. Soon, demonic roars echoed around the camp. Countless huge monsters in the darkness.

The figure jumped out, and the Kislev Ksar infantry who were celebrating their victory did not react at all. On the contrary, Rhodes' group of Norscan raiders, who had fought against the most terrifying beastmen, reacted to this sudden attack.

sensitive.

Before Rhodes could give the order, fifty Norscan warriors had already entered combat mode.

They held round shields and battle axes and stared at the beasts rushing towards them...or some other creatures. In short, before they saw each other clearly, they thought they were beasts!

Soon, groups of black shadows jumped out of the darkness.

Those were hundreds of deformed vampires! Yes, vampires! The rumors about Erlengrad were true. Those who attacked local civilians were not ordinary vampires, but monsters that looked like ghouls!

"Shield array!"

No matter who the opponent was, Rhodes made an immediate decision and ordered the soldiers outside the camp to form a formation! No matter how strong a human being is in the wild, he is no match for a beast, let alone a vampire. He must rely on tactical strength and the strength of the team.

The seemingly boring training on weekdays came in handy at this moment. Just before the vampires and undead creatures pounced, fifty Norscan infantry formed a circular defensive shield wall. The berserker warriors gave up their dual-wielding postures.

, take off the shield on your back and stand with your companions.

At this moment, what is needed is calmness. No matter how violent humans are, they are no match for vampires in a head-on confrontation.

As soon as the shield formation was formed, the undead creatures behind the vampire pounced on... This time, Rhodes saw clearly, they were a group of resurrected zombies! Under the dark night sky, they made an endless roar, rotting.

His hands brandished rusty weapons and smashed against the shield wall formed by Norscan warriors.

"Hold on!" Rhodes shouted, "Counterattack!"

After a savage roar, a dozen sharp swords thrust out from the gaps in the shield wall, cutting off the arms and legs of the rotting zombies. The sticky, foul-smelling blood flowed all over the floor... (1)

A vampire monster that looked like a giant bat roared and rushed forward. The moment it hit the shield wall, its head was sliced ​​off by an ice arrow that appeared across the sky. The cold light flashed, and Caroline was still with fingertips.

Ice remnants.
Chapter completed!