Lord of the North

　　 "Let the soldiers advance steadily, and the archers shoot and kill the fleeing enemy."

　　 On the other side, the spear cooperated with the Iron Army to relentlessly harvest the lives of the barbarians, and soon they began to fall apart.

　　 "Lonat, I'm watching you from the outpost." Jason whispered towards Ronald.

"Yes, sir." Ronald nodded when he heard the words. There is no threat here, and Jason is not weak, so he doesn't need to continue personal protection anymore. What he has to do now is to observe at the outpost. What's the situation?

　　 "But..." Ronald was about to leave, as if thinking of something: "Is there any problem with Lancelot?"

　　 After all, Lancelot only took three hundred soldiers. Although he was supported by spear throwing at the beginning, he was still a little worried about the barbarians who were almost twice as large as him.

"Do you think they look like they can't hold it anymore?" Jason raised his eyebrows at the soldiers in the distance. Under the leadership and command of Lancelot, these soldiers cooperated with each other and had sophisticated armor. Although they cannot launch a counterattack against this group of barbarians, they will not be breached in a short time.

　　 "I'm worrying too much." Lang took the head and took off his big sword from behind: "My lord, I'll take one step ahead."

　　 "Go ahead, be careful." Jason nodded. Although he was very assured of his strength, facing the siege of hundreds of savages would be more or less dangerous.

　　 "Please rest assured, my lord, I just want to try whether this group of monsters is stronger or my body is stronger." Ronald grinned, he liked this kind of physical force collision best.

　　 After speaking, he strode away.

　　 "Then I will wait and see."

　　 After Ronnet left, Jason also drew the saber around his waist. Without them, he would have to protect himself.

　　 "The cruelty of war." He looked at the **** battlefield in front of him, and couldn't help muttering in a low voice. Now that he saw this scene is not very resistant, it should be regarded as a kind of growth.

　　 "I don't know what kind of horror the war far in the East is." He thought of the war in the East again. The huge battle with tens of thousands of people must be many times more terrifying than here.

　　……

Compared to Jason’s battle going smoothly, Donne can be said to be miserable here. After the barbarians who ambushed Jason and others appeared, the hundreds of barbarians who besieged the outpost began to change their previous style. Began a crazy attack.

　　 Three hundred soldiers only held the simplest bucklers and long swords, as well as a scarce number of bows and arrows, and felt miserable in the face of the barbarians' intrepid attack.

　　They did not carry long-range weapons such as spears and throwing guns or throwing axes that could effectively damage the barbarians. They could only use the buckler and body in their hands to stop the group of beasts.

　　 "Stick me all!"

The captain of a hundred stood on the wall and held the buckler in his hand against a barbarian’s bone stick. The long sword in the other hand pierced his abdomen fiercely, but the barbarian still crawled on the wall frantically, as long as Rushing up, these humans are their prey.

Although their intrepidity is terrible, but the resilience of the garrison at the outpost also makes them suffer. When one person falls, the people behind will go up immediately, and no one will retreat, because they know that if you hold on again, reinforcements will come. .

　　Dorn stood on the tower and kept shooting the arrow in his hand. He couldn't remember how much he had shot out. He only knew that if the reinforcements hadn't come, his arm would be unconscious.

"Kill!" At this moment, a warrior surrounded by blood and light came in from the outside of the encirclement. The barbarians did not leave a whole corpse wherever he passed, all with severed hands and feet, even Cut by it!

　　 All the barbarians who noticed him rushed over and fell under his great sword.

　　 "It's really powerful..." Donn noticed Ronate who was like a murderer, his face was shocked and envied. If he had this kind of strength, it would be great.

　　 It is a pity that although he has awakened his extraordinary powers, Lancelot said that because he awakened too late, he would not make much progress in this life, but there may be miracles.

　　 Therefore, he has not stopped his practice during this period of time. His major is bow and arrow, and he can skillfully use extraordinary powers on these eyes.

　　 "Our reinforcements are here, let's hold on for a while!" He yelled under the arrow tower, these soldiers need a motivation, otherwise the morale is low and the combat effectiveness will be greatly reduced.

The soldiers didn't say a word, their expressions dignified, but their eyes ignited hope. As long as they hold on for a while, they will be able to win. The conspiracy of these barbarians will become their laughing stock and talks in the future, and they will be able to talk to their nephews in the future. He brags about the dangers he has experienced before, and then fights to the last minute.

　　 At this time, the fence of the outpost was already full of savages. They embraced the bodies of their compatriots as stepping stones, and rushed forward one after another.

　　 There are a large number of barbarians behind, because they can't squeeze the front row, and there are hundreds of barbarians who have fallen, nearly a hundred people, and the soldiers who fought **** the fence have fallen by dozens.

　　 Ronate on the other side moved forward with difficulty. Although every barbarian who dared to stand in front of him became a ghost under his sword, a group of wild beasts still brought him a lot of trouble.

He fights calmly, hoping to share some pressure with the soldiers at the outpost. The crude weapons in the hands of these barbarians can't stop the giant sword in his hand~www.wuxiaspot.com~ It is definitely a soldier. The ruined ending.

　　 What he did finally attracted the attention of an exceptionally strong barbarian, who had a huge pitch black hammer in his hands.

　　 However, the appearance of this hammer is very ugly, and it is difficult to confirm that it is a hammer without careful observation.

　　 He didn't choose to go head-to-head with Ronald, but slowly walked around behind him while he was trying to open the way, intending to attack him from behind.

　　 It seems that these savages are not all guys with muscles in their heads, and there are people who know how to use their strengths and avoid weaknesses.

　　 If their metallurgical technology is not so backward and the discipline is not so chaotic, perhaps their army is also a major threat to human society.

"careful!"

　　Although Ronnet didn't notice the barbarian who touched him from behind, Dorn could see clearly in the distance. He reminded him loudly, but his voice was so small in the noisy battlefield.

　　 He can only bend his bow and shoot arrows, hoping to remind Ronald, but the long time shooting has made his arms exhausted, and he can't shoot that far. He can only look at him anxiously.

　　 is near, nearer!

　　The barbarian finally came to a place less than five meters behind Ronnate. His eyes were frantic and excited, and he raised the warhammer in his hand high. As long as he could kill this human being, he would be greatly respected among the tribe!

　　 The giant hammer whizzed down and slammed it towards the back of Ronald's head. Dorne closed his eyes in the distance. He couldn't bear to see Ronald's fall.

　　 But then in the barbarian's horrified gaze, his long-charged hammer was caught by this seemingly unprepared human!

　　 "Ignorance."

　　 Then a giant sword chatted and zoomed in his sight.