Bjorn's protection belongs to the god of war. Although it takes the form of fire, its power is mainly fierce. It comes and goes quickly, which is completely different from Loki's protection, which pursues continuous fire effects. Chimalbo
Boka struggled to stand up, and was about to say something brave, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he spit out a mouthful of blood.
On the other side, Izkoatl also stood up silently. He was hiding under the soil. His injuries were lighter than Chimalpopoka, but he also knew that he could no longer fight with Bjorn. He had no choice but to
Following Bjorn's words, he asked: "Which direction should we go?"
"To the north, there are my follow-up troops there." Bjorn replied, "Your clothes are similar to mine. As long as you don't show hostility, they won't make it difficult for you."
Izkoatl nodded and walked towards Chimalpopoka. Chimalpopoka wanted to say something more, but Izkoatl covered his mouth. They all talked.
Limping into the woods, one person picked up Tesosomok on the other's shoulders, and prepared to walk towards the north pointed by Bjorn.
But Bjorn's spear stopped in front of them.
Izcoatl asked warily: "What do you want to do?"
"My subordinates can't let you dig out their hearts in vain. You can leave, but you have to leave at least some blood." Bjorn said with a cold face, "It also allows me to replenish my magic power."
Chimalpopoka couldn't bear it and cursed loudly: "Bjorn! Do you regard us as prisoners of war?"
"Give him the blood."
The source of the voice was Tesosomok. He had regained some consciousness and looked at Bjorn with half-squinted eyes.
Chimalpopoka and Izcoatl were overjoyed when they heard Tesosomoc's voice. But they were surprised by what Tesosomoc said: "Tratoani,
How could we..."
"We lost Winchester. And he wants to help us fend off the pursuers, so what if he gives us some blood?" Tessosomok coughed a few times and looked at Bjorn again, "Remember, this is a mistake.
A gift to an ally in support of goodwill, not a symbol of slavery. In order to avoid the destruction of this fifth era, I hope our alliance can last forever."
Hearing Tesosomok say this, Chimalpopoka and Izkoatl sighed helplessly. They took turns cutting their own blood vessels with obsidian daggers and pouring the blood into the kettle Bjorn brought them.
Soon after, their faces became extremely pale. When they bandaged their wounds and tried to stand up, they found that they could no longer walk.
The Scottish cavalry didn't know what they were doing, but seeing the two Aztlan men being bled, they felt bad in their hearts. The sound of horse hooves got closer and closer, and Bjorn knew that he could no longer delay, so he
A small group of cavalry was separated to carry the three Tesosomoks northward, while the remaining cavalry adjusted their formation on the spot.
Bjorn's own horse was burned by his magic. Fortunately, there was a spare horse for him to transfer. After preparing all this, Bjorn silently looked at the rolling dust in front of him and poured the blood in the kettle.
Drink it all in one gulp.
Alfred led the knights in pursuit. When he saw Bjorn, he was not too surprised and just waved the team to stop.
"You came faster than I expected." Alfred said.
"Then you have to ask your border defenders. I am not saying that your fortresses and towns are no different from peace. Those defenders are worse than patrols organized by the villagers." Bjorn raised his spear and pointed it at Alf
Reid, "King of Knights, I'm just here to retrieve what belongs to me this time. If you don't want your kingdom to be destroyed, just return the things to me obediently!"
"Your thing?" Alfred asked knowingly, "What is it?"
"Of course it is the inheritance of my eldest brother and second brother, the territories of Ireland and Scotland!"
"That's not okay." Alfred replied calmly, "Your eldest brother and second brother robbed it, and it's not theirs in the first place."
"It sounds nice, but wasn't the land in England stolen by you?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Bjorn swung his spear forward and shouted to the cavalry behind him: "Charge forward! Capture Alfred alive!"
Alfred said no more and waved his hand forward. Hearing only the roar of men, the neighing of horses, and the sound of hoofbeats, the two cavalry teams charged at each other menacingly!
Alfred and Bjorn each rushed to the front of the team, and the remaining soldiers spread out behind them like awls, like two huge sharp knives stabbing each other at their opponents. Bjorn asked his men to lower their horses.
Speeding up, he rode his horse forward at full speed. After putting some distance between himself and the men behind him, he suddenly raised the flat spear high and gathered a force on the spear!
This was a blow that was enough to break through the stone city wall. Alfred saw it and hurriedly signaled his men to disperse their formation. Before long, Alfred's team had just dispersed, and the fiery power
Just hit Alfred head-on!
In an instant, Alfred and the war horse beneath him were crushed to the ground. The armor on both the man and the horse was deformed by the high temperature, and the skin turned black in an instant, and even the bones supporting the body were damaged.
It was crushed into a ball due to the huge force!
Bjorn let out a roar of victory and rushed towards the remaining enemy troops determined to win. The cavalry behind him also launched a full-speed charge, and for a moment, the sound of killing was loud!
Alfred's fall did not make the English knights stop their horses. The speed of the horses had turned them into an arrow that had to be fired. They used their roars to fight the enemy's roars, holding on to the death goal.
The will rushes towards the other party.
At the moment when the two iron currents met, the horse under Bjorn suddenly tilted down. Bjorn was thrown into the air, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Alfred holding a sword.
——
The armor on his body was still in a deformed state, but the bones had already supported his body again, and the charred skin was nowhere to be seen. He swung his sword to cut off the front hooves of Bjorn's horse, and while Bjorn was being
He fell to the ground and didn't have time to get up, so he threw away his sword and rushed forward!
Countless horse hooves flashed past Bjorn and Alfred, and if they were stepped on, they would be seriously injured. But Alfred completely ignored the danger, rolled over on the ground with Bjorn in his arms, and fought. The strength and
Vitality, it's not like he received a full blow from Bjorn.
"Do you think you can kill me with your magic?" Alfred pinched Bjorn's neck fiercely. "The scabbard of the Sword in the Lake was given to me by Mellie. I have it with me.
