"Hold on to the shield! Maintain the battle line!"
Ackerman, who had a terrifying scar on his face, stood at the front of the Red Branches and shouted at the gladiators around him: "We are warriors under the gods! The opposite side is just a group of weak farmers!"
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Before he finished speaking, a tidal wave of mobs hit the shield wall of the Frost Stone Army. The huge impact sound, accompanied by a spread of ripples, was like a huge wave crashing under the cliff.
The indestructible frost stone shield wall was firmly rooted. No one was afraid, and no one flinched. The impact was immediately contained outside the shield.
Ackerman held a shield in one hand and a spear in the other, shouting: "Now!"
The warriors behind the shield formation shouted in unison, and the shields suddenly rose up, knocking back the enemies who hit the shield a few steps. Then, spears like a forest of spikes stabbed out neatly, and at the end
The enemies ahead were left with bloody holes one after another.
"Take it back! Back off! Set up your shield again!"
Following the order of the Chapter Master, after killing a group of enemies, the shield-wielding warriors retracted their spears, took a few steps back, and then re-erected their shields to maintain the battle line.
Freed, the veteran barbarian warrior of the Falcon Chapter, was holding a longbow. His face no longer had the peace of the past, but was replaced by endless fighting spirit.
He was furious and shouted to the archers beside him: "Everyone obey the order! Shoot at an angle towards the middle of the enemy's formation!"
Wave after wave of arrows rained down on the enemy's crowd.
The mob, which lacked effective protection, was being harvested piece by piece under the fire of bows and arrows, just like wheat fields after autumn.
Through the gap in his helmet, Ackerman watched a thin man who was shot in the shoulder. He first fell down, then struggled to get up, and once again launched a desperate charge towards the Frost Stone Army.
He couldn't help but frown and growled: "Are these people crazy?!"
In the sky, a dozen Valkyries rode griffins and hovered above the battlefield.
Seeing tens of thousands of enemy troops charging towards the front line of the Frost Stone Army, Ivie first blew a whistle with her fingers, then strung her bow and pulled the string, and shot an arrow into the tidal wave of enemies.
After a while, the three Valkyries rode their respective griffons, formed a Z-shaped formation, and swooped towards the direction where the arrows fell.
There are three griffons, each holding a mesh bag in its claws, and each mesh bag contains several spore parasites of different sizes.
When the Valkyrie commanded her mount to dive over the target area, she suddenly pulled up the gryphon's reins, and three net bags filled with spore parasites were thrown into the enemy group.
A few seconds later, accompanied by a white light, a violent explosion occurred on the battlefield. The huge impact and wind pressure turned the area within hundreds of meters of the explosion point into a dead zone with no survivors.
A mushroom cloud generated after the explosion curled up on the battlefield, and blood and residual limbs washed the earth like a heavy rain.
Rubbing her humming ears, Ivie shouted to the Valkyries in the air: "The first team returns to the rear to replenish the insect bodies, and the second team is ready!"
Soon, the second and third mushroom clouds caused by the explosion were set off on the battlefield.
Under such a blow, Ulster's mob army collapsed completely.
The enemy dropped their weapons, turned around, and ran crazily towards the edge of the battlefield.
Ackerman breathed a sigh of relief. He shook the blood off his body, stood up straight, and looked at the black smoke-filled battlefield ahead.
A figure crawling on the ground caught his attention.
A rickety boy of twelve or thirteen years old, covered in blood, crawled towards the shield wall.
Ackerman stopped the spears of the soldiers beside him, watched the boy crawling closer and closer, and asked: "Do you want to surrender?"
The young man raised his head, his eyes had long lost the light of survival, and he weakly whispered: "Death..."
"What?" Ackerman suspected that he heard wrongly: "What did you say?"
Using the last of his strength, the young man picked up a broken sword on the ground, suddenly stood up, shouted loudly, and ran frantically towards the shield wall.
Several spears were thrust out, and the young man's body was fixed in place, unable to move an inch.
Ackerman looked at the young man in front of him who wanted to die through the gap in the shield wall, and asked in a low voice: "Why?"
The young man dropped the broken sword in his hand, as if he had settled the last major event in his life, and said with a smile: "Relief..."
Ackerman froze on the spot, watching the corpse in front of him slip from the spear and fall to the ground, no longer alive.
At this moment, a thundering roar came from afar, resounding throughout the entire battlefield in an instant.
At the reminder of his comrades, Ackerman raised his head and looked into the distance.
At the edge of the battlefield shrouded in black mist, a strange red light appeared and disappeared, and occasionally one or two human screams could be heard.
Soon, the roaring sound got closer and closer, and the red light became brighter and brighter.
The Ulster mob that originally fled turned back and rushed towards the Froststone Army's position again.
Those mobs running at the rear were lost in an instant as a high-speed red light passed through their bodies.
Evie opened her eyes wide, looked at the strange red light on the battlefield, put away her bow and arrows, and shouted to the sisters beside her: "Notify all chapter leaders! Retreat! Retreat immediately!"
A Valkyrie looked down at the battlefield and said to Ivie: "It may take some time for all battle groups to retreat."
"What did you say?!"
Evie looked back, and only then did she realize that in order to face Ulster's tens of thousands of troops, the chapter leaders had specifically chosen the battle location at the pass of a canyon.
This terrain can maximize the effectiveness of the frost stone army's elite troops when facing the human sea tactics... But both the Chapter Leader and Ivie forgot one thing, this terrain is not suitable for retreat...
Gritting her teeth, Evie ordered to her sisters: "Notify the Chapter Leader to retreat in batches as soon as possible! I will help them buy time!"
Tightening the reins of the gryphon, Evie raised the longbow again, turned her head towards the red light in the black mist, and loudly ordered: "All Valkyries, follow me to face the enemy!"
Heavy footsteps shook the earth, and a huge figure over twenty meters tall walked out of the black fog.
This monster grinned from the corner of its mouth to the base of its ears, with giant teeth growing out of its mouth. Its head was shaped like a giant wolf, and its hair stood out as hard as a steel mane. Seven sharp claws grew out of its limbs, and its eyes had seven pupils.
It is none other than the tyrant Cu Chulainn.
Cú Chulainn, who was heading towards the canyon, stretched out his hand and caught the Spear of Death. His red pupils reflected the shadow of the frost stone army. His huge hind limbs stepped on the ground, trampling the corpses on the ground into pulp.
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An arrow was mixed with the sound of breaking through the air, and it accurately hit Cu Chulainn's shoulder, causing the monster to roar.
Evie was riding a griffin and hovering in the air, the bowstring of the longbow in her hand still buzzing.
She looked at Cu Chulainn and said coldly: "If you take another step forward, death will be the only thing waiting for you!"
The monster holding the Dead Silence Spear recognized the obstructive Valkyrie. After roaring to the sky, he threw the spear in his hand towards Ivie.
The blood-red spear instantly turned into a dazzling red light and struck quickly toward Ivie's chest.
From the perspective of ordinary people, the speed of the spear is like a bullet. It is already extremely fast and there is no way to dodge it. However, the Valkyrie's natural "time delay" ability comes into play at this time.
Evie stared at the red spear, and the time around her seemed to be slowed down to one hundredth of its original speed. The smoke condensed into a still form, and the enemy's body became a slow motion played frame by frame.
I saw the Valkyrie twisting her body slightly, and the Death Spear flew past her body quickly.
Cu Chulainn was stunned and caught the Death Spear falling from the sky. After a brief period of shock, he threw it at another Valkyrie again.
To the monster's surprise, the Death Gun's attack failed again.
Evie shot another arrow at Cu Chulainn's chest. Looking at the monster whose upper body was covered with arrows, she shouted sternly: "Surrender or die!"
Cu Chulainn grabbed the Dead Silence Spear and looked at the Valkyries hovering in mid-air. The body surface suddenly twisted like a worm, and the whole body instantly became one size larger.
He leaned back, and the Dead Silence Spear struck again with all its strength, and a red light with an almost invisible trajectory arrived in an instant.
However, this time the target of his attack was no longer the Valkyries, but the mounts beneath them - the griffons.
A griffin was penetrated by red light, let out a mournful cry, slowly closed its eyes, and fell to the earth with the knight on its back.
The red light quickly drew an arc in the air, and then struck straight towards the falling Valkyrie.
Falling in mid-air, with no object to rely on, the Valkyrie watched helplessly as the Death Gun pierced her body inch by inch, taking away her life.
Seeing her sisters being killed, Evie's eyes widened in pain. She raised her long bow in anger and shot several arrows at Cu Chulainn.
The deadly attack continued. After losing their mounts, one after another the Valkyries were killed in the air. In the end, only Evie was left alone.
Looking at the grief-stricken Evie in mid-air, Cu Chulainn opened his bloody mouth and let out a harsh laugh. The spear in his hand shot out for the last time, stabbing the mount under her.
Looking at the gryphon that had been following her for a long time, Evie was killed by the deathly silence and fell to the ground. She looked at the red light getting closer and closer in front of her and slowly closed her eyes.
Memories of the past flooded into her mind like a tide.
A young girl sat alone on the training ground, looking down at her hands that were bloody and bloody from sword practice. She buried her head between her knees and sobbed softly.
Continuously traveling between rocks and forests, the young woman holding a spear continued to fight with several opponents, and finally won each victory.
An older woman put a white feather crown on the woman's head and said slowly: "From today on, you will give up the name Ivie, give up all the desires as a mortal, and become the head cloth of the Valkyrie.
Let Ronhild live."
In the huge 3D image, Asgard slowly disappeared in the flames and sea water, the stars fell, the sun and the moon dimmed, and everything collapsed...
In the haze, a man's figure appeared in the mist, reaching out his hand to the woman...
Evie murmured: "Todd..."
At this moment, a figure roared from high in the sky, its huge dragon wings blocking the sunlight and blowing away the black mist.
There was a crisp clashing sound, and two identical red weapons struck each other, and they were separated in an instant.
Evie fell to the ground and found herself landing on a hard object. When she opened her eyes, she saw a pair of golden dragon eyes shining brightly in the sunlight.