Othua's War Banner

Chapter 148 0147: Gritted Teeth
The scout retrieved his mount and galloped on both sides of the cliff according to Ken's command.

Their horses were dragging the carcass of a dead badger, creating snow dust on the rocky, snow-covered cliffs.

The strange birds and monsters flashed beside them, opening their sharp beaks and sharp claws above them, and constantly flapping towards them...

The dangerous attack swept past the two galloping riders.

Eric took off the vines on his body, and a small hook was attached to the end of the rope, which was used by the scouts to break ice for fishing, or to tie knots.

sip——

"Huh, beast."

Erice cursed under his breath.

He turned his head to avoid a fatal attack, his cheeks felt warm, and his skin might have been scratched, but before he had time to think about it, he quickly threw the rope and hooked the body of the strange bird that fell nearby.

The scabbard, which looked tragically dead, was dragged behind.

The horse was still galloping, and while avoiding the attack, the rider threw out vines, hooked and locked the corpse, and attached it to the back...

Going back and forth like this, gradually, the snow and dust in the back became dense.

The scouts ran out of vines.

He completely wrapped himself in the hood, then lowered his center of gravity, approaching the battlefield in the blink of an eye, creating a sky full of dust on the cliff, and constantly approaching the direction of the Ice Apostle.

……

At this time, dark clouds weighed on the top.

The snow had already melted into water in [Hume Hall]'s boots, and every time he took a step forward, he could feel the viscous liquid squeeze out from the gap in the animal hide.

"Get rid of this group of bastards!"

Hume swung his warhammer across the path of the Ice Apostle, and the heavy cavalry drove the monster, crushing it at an undiminished speed.

"Chop Suey, stop!"

He opened his huge mouth and roared, and at the same time raised the giant hammer in his hand, standing upright with his head upright, even tearing the leather jacket on his body!

The brown, knotted skin was exposed to the air, like a mouth that was constantly opening, trying to spew out anger.

Hume is the battle banner of [Ice Ring Tribe].

It is also the only minority tribe in the coalition army. He is taller, his arms are thicker, and he is covered with a kind of crystal-like skin.

"Roar!"

The one rushing forward is a [gray bing], a giant monster that grows in the glacier. Its thick hooves can crush horses. It is the most suitable heavy cavalry configuration to break through the tribe's defense. Of course, it is also very suitable for crushing infantry .

Hume was not cowardly.

He waited until the black shadow completely covered him, and then slammed down the powerful hammer in his hand.

The pale white [Shen Bingyan] bumped into [Grey Bing] with terrifying power!
The warhammer condensed the ice that grew wantonly in the air, and the attack like an avalanche knocked the adult monster into a faint on the spot.

Its huge body was lying on its back, its limbs were flailing feebly...

Apostle Qi Bing was also shocked to vomit blood.

But there is only madness in his dark blue eyes, which is a symbol of the blessing of the God of Death. With this ruthlessness, he shouted:
"Meet your destiny!"

He wanted to wake up the mount, but failed, so he rushed forward with his whole body, trying to suppress the unconscious giant beast!

The ice on Hume's hammer shattered and fell off.

He held the weapon, and the strange scales on his skin shone like light refracted from crystals.

Warhammer seems to be getting some sort of addition.

More ice cones condensed on it, decorating the already whitish, dark, and extremely heavy hammerhead into an even larger and terrifying decoration.

Every corner is smooth and frosted, giving people an indestructible feeling!

"Welcome to you bastard, bastard, die for me!"

With hatred, Hume continued to hit the hammer on the monster's chest.

He stepped forward, even the buckskin boots couldn't bear such a heavy step, and in the sound of cracking, even his black toes were exposed.

The gray bing faltered under the hammering.

The withered yellow fur was dented, and the white bone stubble protruded from the chest, followed by internal organs and juices, which were everywhere.

Apostle Qi Bing wanted to swing the halberd to fight, but because of the coma of his mount, he couldn't grasp the balance, and was always in a state of passive resistance.

"bring it on!"

Unstoppable, Hume strode forward with battered boots to beat!

The ice crystals on the hammer shattered and broke, making a crisp sound, and soon, the heavy weapon sank into the flesh, naturally accompanied by stirring and grunting sounds.

The warhammer turned dark red.

Bang!
With a heavy stab from Hume, the opponent's halberd was cut off abruptly.

"Ah," roared the rider, "death will..."

"Put your wolf belly!"

Hume swore.

The [gray bing] in front of him was already completely dead, but because of the continuous attacks, he kept standing, staggered, and paused in the air.

Hume squirted out the debris in his nasal cavity.

Gripping the hammer tightly, he took a sharp step backward, disabling the other boot.

"Ah, ah-"

Hume's eyes were cracked, his pupils turned white, and there was a little frost mist in his mouth as he roared.

With this strength, he made a complete circle of the weapon!
boom!
The attack of Warhammer was shocking.

Almost all the ice crystals on the front were shattered, and the heavy cavalry flew out completely, including men and beasts, plowing a clear and wide trace on the chaotic battlefield!
"The Ice Ring Tribe will never be afraid!"

Hume threw off the tattered clothes and continued to move forward. It seemed that after getting desperate, he burst out with some kind of passion.

His people, the melee troops, were also encouraged.

The rest of the tribes are envious of this, and wish they could also become blind and brave, become a nerveless big man who can only move forward and forward.

The rest of the warriors gathered together.

"By God," said the war-cry of the Hollow Valley Tribe, "is Hume all right?"

"Last time when he was playing Painted Ice Apostle, I even saw him naked. You know, his clothes are all torn, but he did it himself."

The warrings marveled at this: "I wish I didn't feel the cold."

"He can't feel his brain!" The leader of the Shanwen Tribe is a woman with a bone hoop and dense and messy braids behind her.

She didn't have time to admire the scaly carcass, but frowned and looked at the top of her head.

"The dark clouds have become heavier. According to our current progress, we have no way to break through to the magician..."

"This burst of ice picks will cause us heavy casualties." Someone said.

"Of course," the female warrior said heavily, wiping the blood off her face, "We can't afford it."

The crowd fell silent.

The commander of the Qi Bing apostle is very powerful. The opponent must have experienced more cruel wars. Now he is able to lead a group of lunatics to resist the coalition forces.

Everyone had the idea of ​​quitting.

But they tried it long ago, but the battle situation was too anxious, and there was no possibility of withdrawing and retreating.

"The enemy is terrifying, and we will be the stepping stones on which he will build his legend."

"I don't want to!"

The female Zhanjing cursed, she turned around and wanted to continue fighting, but accidentally caught a glimpse of the dust on the hillside...

She looked in this direction, turned around and asked:
"Which of you brought reinforcements?"

(End of this chapter)