The next morning, the soldiers arrived at the Aarhus Bridge.
It was a stone bridge about 30 metres long. Because of Albert's importance to trade and trade, there were sentries here.
The soldiers immediately began to deploy a large amount of gunpowder on the bridge under the guidance of the officer. Nicolai and Laing then asked the sentries about the situation, "How's the battle at Oke Pass?"
The sound of hooves could be heard from afar. A group of about 70 human soldiers rushed towards the Aarhus Bridge. Almost all of them were injured. "Mr. Nicolai! We can't hold on any longer. Oke Pass is about to fall! "
"What?!" Everyone was shocked and quickly asked about the situation.
"The barbarians attacked again and again without caring about the casualties. We resisted with all our might, but there were just too many of them!" The leading soldier wiped the sweat off his face. "We had no choice but to retreat. There were just too many enemies."
"How long will it take for the barbarians to get here?" Laing stepped forward and asked.
"We used boulders and iron to seal the gate. The barbarians only have simple siege weapons. The gate should be able to hold on for another 20 minutes." If Laing was not mistaken, the leading soldier was the captain of the guards at Oke Pass.
"Very good! You've worked hard. You should retreat first. Leave this to us! " Nicolai waved his hand and motioned for them to retreat quickly. "Go back and have a good rest. We'll be here to stop Birig and his bearmen!"
"Thank you, sir!" The captain of the guards saluted the two knights and then led the remaining 70 soldiers to retreat.
The situation was urgent. The soldiers sped up the deployment of gunpowder. A heavy atmosphere spread among the soldiers. When a black mass of barbarians appeared on the horizon in the distance, the army of Mjörden Haven had finally finished setting up the gunpowder.
"Formation! Formation! Prepare for battle! " Nicolai commanded the soldiers to set up a defense at the bridge. The soldiers with shields and halberds formed two rows, followed by the most elite great swordsmen.
These Great Swordsmen wore breastplates, tights, and round helmets. They were Mjölden Haven's most elite troops. In fact, the Empire's main force was made up of these Great Swordsmen and Knights.
The two-handed greatsword had an extremely large damage range and lethality. Against the barbarians, Green Dwarfs, and Undead Army, which had very little armor, the two-handed greatsword was extremely effective. It was especially effective against long-handled weapons. Against the army that lacked excellent equipment and used a large number of spears, the lethality of the two-handed greatsword was astonishing.
Therefore, these Great Swordsmen were the real support in this battle.
Gradually, a dark mass of barbarians appeared.
The Barbarian Tribe of Bearmen from the northern wastelands appeared on the horizon.
"He's here."
Most of the barbarians wore simple fur coats and held battle axes and round shields in their hands. There were also some who held long spears. Their hair was shaved clean, leaving only the tuft in the middle of their heads.
It was the marauders!
Raiders were natural-born warriors. They were born in the most difficult and difficult conditions in the northern wastelands and grew up under the cruel law of the jungle. The weak had long since died in the survival of the fittest.
The barbarians never cultivated, nor did they have the time to harvest crops. The tools they used for production were axes, swords, and shields. What did they want? There were plenty of southerners! Snatch! Snatch!
Everything we desire can be obtained from the lowly southerners!
Thousands of barbarians marched towards the Aarhus Bridge. The barbarians' troops were disorderly and their clothes were tattered. However, the neatly dressed Nord army was very nervous.
It was a stark contrast.
The leader of the barbarians, Birig, walked out in front of everyone. He was a tall and strong man. His strong muscles were wrapped in leather armor that emitted a blood-red aura. Large braids and a brown beard hung from his head, but the ends of the beard and the knots of the braids were full of various skulls, making people shudder.
"Another massacre, another victory. Too weak. Southerners make me feel bored." Birig laughed, then raised his battle axe and signaled his tribe to stop. "Now, another group of foolish southerners is blocking our way. Tell me, my warriors, what should we do?"
"Kill them all! Kill them all! Kill them all! " All the barbarians roared, their faces filled with bloodlust and fanaticism.
"Then … Listen to my command … I will count to three, and we will attack!" Birig shouted without a care. He really did not care about the soldiers in front of him.
"Prepare for battle! Prepare for battle! Warriors of Nord! Hold your spears and raise your shields. Behind you is your home! Show your courage! "Laing raised his battle hammer and walked through the ranks of the soldiers. He shouted angrily," Those who flee shall die! Live for the dead! Today, I will fight by your side! Let's move from one victory to the next! Long live Nord! "
"Long live Nord!" The soldiers defended the bridge. The halberd and shield soldiers at the front were deployed at the head of the bridge. Behind the battle formation were the great swordsmen. The elite crossbowmen were deployed in the bunker behind the bridge. Their fingers were on the trigger, ready to shoot at the barbarians at any time.
"This time, some unyielding bastards have come." Birig saw that the army on the other side was neat and tight, so he let go of his contempt. Although he did not understand why there were such elite guards on the bridge, what did it matter?
The Blood God would like this performance.
"Forward! Forward! "The barbarian soldiers began to charge towards the Nord army at the head of the bridge.
At the front was the lowest level of the barbarians — the barbarian marauders.
"Fire!" Walnut Knight Nicolai, who was in the bunker behind the bridge, first took out the big bow on his back, then pulled out an arrow from the quiver behind him. The Walnut Knight took a deep breath and pulled the big bow.
"Whoosh!" The first barbarian marauder at the front was hit in the face by the arrow and fell with a scream.
The crossbowmen followed Nicolai and began to shoot. In the blink of an eye, several barbarian marauders at the front were shot and killed. However, there were thousands of barbarians. The black mass of the army would not scatter just because a few people fell. The fall of the first few people stimulated the ferocity of the barbarians. Everyone scrambled to squeeze into the front line, turning a blind eye to the death of their companions.
However, the bridge was narrow, and the number of barbarian soldiers who could rush to the head of the bridge was limited. The halberd soldiers used the simplest thrust to take away the lives of the barbarian marauders one after another.
More barbarian troops were all crowded together and could not rush to the bridge at all. In a crowded situation, the barbarians' individual strength could not be exerted, which greatly limited their combat strength. Every time the barbarians squeezed into the first row, a simple thrust of the Nord halberd soldiers brought them pain and death.
Some barbarian marauders tried to wade across the ice of the Ovle River, but they soon found that they were wrong. The ice of the Ovle River was thinner than paper and would break at the touch. After a few unlucky ones fell into the water and became live targets for the crossbowmen, no barbarian soldiers dared to go into the water anymore.
"Come on!" Holding the hammer with both hands, Leon sent three barbarian soldiers flying with a single blow. The White Wolf Knight swung his hammer wildly. First, he smashed the head of a barbarian raider twice, and then he single-handedly forced the other barbarian raiders who had rushed to the bridgehead to retreat in defeat.
"Fight!" Ike and Lopes also followed behind Laing. Ike's eyes were blood-red as he looked at the barbarians. He needed glory to wash away his shame. The wandering knight did not even use a shield. He held his longsword with both hands and bravely charged into the enemy formation.
Ike first faced a barbarian with a mohawk and a string of teeth hanging from his body. He waved his sword without hesitation, and after the longsword was blocked by a wooden round shield, he took the opportunity to chop the barbarian's head. When the battle-axe was close to Ike's face, half of the barbarian's head fell to the ground.
Lopes, on the other hand, was fighting in a more stable manner. He carefully hid behind his shield and relied on his hard kite shield to block the incoming battle axes. Then, his halberd pierced through another barbarian.
The first wave of barbarians who rushed to the bridge threw down more than fifty corpses, but it did not make the Nord army retreat a single step.
"Pass on my order! Have the warriors fall back! " Birig immediately realized that this could not go on, so he immediately ordered all the barbarian raiders to fall back. Many barbarian warriors wearing black fur and carrying a large number of javelins and axes on their backs walked out of the black mass of barbarian army.
Seeing these barbarian soldiers coming out of the formation, Laing felt that something was wrong. He immediately retreated and shouted to the soldiers, "Shields! Shields! Find cover! "
As soon as his voice fell, the howling sound of flying axes and javelins drowned out Laing's voice. The white wolf knight stood in place, easily deflecting any flying weapon.
On the other side of the river, a large number of javelins and flying axes attacked the Nord army. Many of the crossbowmen were hit by the javelins and flying axes before they could even crouch down. On the bridge, the halberd soldiers raised their shields to defend. The two-handed swordsman and Ike also hid in the shield formation. Even so, several halberd soldiers died in the attack, and many shields were deformed by the huge impact.
"Counterattack!" After dodging a few attacks, Nicolai immediately signaled the crossbowmen to counterattack. He himself drew his bow and pulled the trigger. Under his command, the crossbowmen pulled the trigger at the barbarian army across the river. The barbarian javelins and axe-throwers, who were lacking armor, fell in droves.
The battle fell into a stalemate. The barbarians took this group of Nord soldiers who were guarding the bridge and did not withdraw. The Nord army could not leave the front line to fight the barbarians. They were at a disadvantage in hand-to-hand combat.
After several rounds of attack and defense, the barbarians dropped more than two hundred corpses one after another, and the Nord army lost more than fifty men.
"Culorin? Where are my champions? " Birig had no intention of joining the battle. The barbarian leader grinned and watched his tribesmen fall in droves. The death of the dregs made him happy. His tribe did not need the weak.
However, Birig also understood that his mission was to destroy Mjoden Haven. In order to please the God of Darkness, he had to speed up.
"Thud, thud, thud." Heavy footsteps sounded.
Three two-meter-tall barbarians, wearing huge horned helmets and covered in a full set of Chaos armor, appeared from the army with giant warhammers in their hands. "Chief!"
"Kill them! Advance! "
Thus, these giant barbarian warriors raised their giant warhammers and rushed toward the Nord army at the bridge.
They were the champions of the barbarians! Laing gritted his teeth. It was said that every champion of the barbarian race had been baptized by the God of Darkness. They would fight an eternal battle under the gaze of the God of Darkness until they died or their strength was recognized.
Every champion was at least at the peak of the Elite rank!
Their huge bodies and the red light in their horned helmets made the soldiers shudder.
"Shoot! Attack those big guys! Shoot their shoulders! Their abdomens! And the gaps in their armor! "Nicolai signaled the crossbowmen to shift their attention. Under his command, the soldiers immediately turned around.
"Ding, ding." The champions' bodies were gradually filled with arrows.
It was useless. The champions' movements did not stop at all. Instead, they gradually quickened their pace and rushed toward the dense shield formation of the Nord army.
"Meet the enemy!" Ryan took the lead and met a champion warrior first. The collision between the warhammer and the warhammer produced a deafening sharp sound. The champion warrior of the barbarian race took two steps back, but without any emotion, he once again launched an attack towards Ryan.
The other two champions didn't stop moving, directly charging towards the halberd army at the bridgehead. Facing the solid shield wall, the champion of the barbarian race, Culorin, rushed to the front of the halberd army, and then swept down with his heavy giant spiked hammer...
The sturdy shield formation was broken! Amidst the screams of the Nord soldiers and the sound of them falling into the water, the sturdy shield formation was broken by the barbarian champions!
"Advance!" Birig raised his axe, "Warriors of the Bearmen Tribe! Advance! "
The Barbarian Marauders rushed into Nord's army formation like a tide.
"Great Swordsmen! It's time for battle! " Ayke raised his longsword as well. The great swordsmen followed the wandering knight and launched a counterattack against the barbarian army. The great swordsmen stabilized the situation as soon as they entered the battlefield, their two-handed greatswords harvesting the lives of their enemies.
The fierce hand-to-hand combat began. A second ago, the Nord great swordsman had just cut off the head of a barbarian raider. The next second, he was cut from behind by another barbarian and fell to the ground, howling in pain.
The great swordsmen were better at fighting than the barbarian marauders, but the number of barbarian soldiers was several times their number. After a short ten minutes of fierce fighting, Nord's army began to be defeated by the barbarians.
Laing hit the barbarian champion's wrist with all his strength. The barbarian champion screamed in pain and dropped his weapon. He tried to pick it up, but Laing did not give him the chance. The white wolf knight's warhammer was surrounded by whirlwinds and moved faster than normal people. He first smashed away the barbarian champion's right hand, leaving him wide open. Then he hit the champion's head, causing the horned helmet to shatter. The barbarian champion took two steps back and fell to the ground.
Laing immediately finished him off with a blow to the head.
"Oh, there's a human like this in Nord?" Seeing that his champion had died, Birig did not show any sign of pain on his face. He picked up his battle axe, and when he noticed the young knight's attire, black hair, and blue eyes, he laughed maniacally. "Ha! It's him! It's really him! I'm going to take his head off! I'll give it to the greatest and most noble Blood God! "
Laing took the head of the barbarian champion and turned around to find that the Nord army was on the verge of collapse under the barbarian attack. The white wolf knight did not think too much and retreated as he fought. After helping a few great swordsmen escape the battlefield, he issued a military order.
"Retreat! Retreat! Aarhus Bridge can't be defended! Let's retreat to Mjörden Haven! "
"Retreat!"
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