Vikings: Journey of the Juggernaut

Chapter 156 Leader-level showdown, the hero comes to an end

Youmu provoked again: "Since you all think that the black sword in my hand is the sword of the leader of your Mist Crows, then simply give me the position of leader of the Mist Crows. Who has any objections?"

"Captain Youm said it well, those who are destined to get the famous sword will get it. We, Captain Youm, are now the holders of this sword and should be your leader."

"The Mist Crow people haven't met the new leader yet."

"Come and take back the Black Sword if you have the ability. I see who is overestimating his own abilities."

The hundreds of Blackfish warriors following behind them all began to shout. The two clans had been fighting for so many years over the past hundred years, and now the winner was finally about to be decided.

"Redmond, are you going to provoke a war between the two races?" Victor asked the Blackfish leader who had never spoken to him.

"Mountain Bear, you are just a small captain, provoking a war between the two races. In what capacity do you say this? You think too highly of yourself." The boning knife Jaborn said indifferently.

"Don't be impulsive. Today is the day to run for the town guard. Let's calm down." Soult arrived with people. "We will go to the central part of the country next year. The lives of soldiers are not used for civil war."

"The young leader is right, Victor, put away your weapons." Old leader Barnard also arrived with Sophia, Shurut and other captains.

The eagle's eyes glanced over the old leader and saw that he seemed much older than half a year ago.

"Old leader, leader Dawn, the Black Coffin Sword, and those dozen warriors, let's forget it like this?" Victor's hand holding the sword trembled faintly.

"There is no absolute evidence to prove that the disappearance of Dawn and a dozen soldiers was caused by the Blackfish tribe." The old man took a step back.

In the current situation, it is obvious that we cannot fight. Even if we can keep these Blackfish warriors here, so what if we can severely damage the Blackfish. In the end, we will only benefit the War Whales, and the Mist Crow, which has only a few warriors left, should perish.

Moreover, there is no way to keep all the Blackfish soldiers, so there is not much chance of winning.

"What about the black coffin?" Victor asked again.

"The black coffin is our Mist Crow Sword after all." The old man looked at the small mountain figure in front of him, "Since it was picked up by your Youmu, it means that you are destined to him, and you can put it with him temporarily, but whether it is now or in the future, If the guardians of this section of the strait are us, the Mist Crows, then you have to return the black coffin unconditionally, what do you think?"

"Just do as you say." Redmond did not hesitate.

If one day the guardian really becomes the Mist Crow, the black coffin will still be taken back even without today's conversation. It can be said that Li Ya just talked nonsense.

The once powerful leader of the Mist Crows was finally getting old.

"Now that we've reached a settlement, let's start running for town guard."

Soult glanced at the still angry Mist Crow soldiers and Pheasant chicken warriors around him, and gave them a dose of reassurance in advance, "After all, there is only one defender, and there will always be two tribes that will suffer a little, but they will not suffer. It’s such a big loss, all we need to do is arrange a guard longhouse in the tribe and recruit soldiers to take orders, and the rest remains as usual.”

The surrounding soldiers gradually began to disperse, each heading towards the areas that had already been divided.

"I, the general of the Guardian, am determined to win, and there is no need to engage in other complicated modes. Whether it is a chicken or a crow, you can send the strongest person to fight with me."

Redmond stood in the middle of the field and looked towards the area of ​​the pheasant tribe first. "Chief Moxxi, please come out and fight."

"We, the Chickens, are withdrawing from the campaign for the Guardian." Moxxi replied.

We have discussed with the captains of the tribe before that the Senji tribe does not even have a war commander now, so it must have no chance of being with the defenders.

"No, why didn't you withdraw from the Northern Tribe Conference half a month ago? You are still trying to prevent the birth of the guardian of this strait because the fog crow has not arrived."

Redmond strode towards the leader of the grouse, "Now you are thinking of escaping from the battle, Moxey, a coward like you is not worthy of being a soldier under my banner."

"Chief Blackfish, what do you want to do?" Ken Billin, the young captain of the Blackfish, stepped forward and stood in front of the leader, questioning the giant creature approaching.

"Protect the leader."

The surrounding rooster warriors with rooster crests on their heads all stepped forward to protect the leader behind them.

"You can't stop what I do."

Redmond made a sudden catapult jump, and before all the chicken warriors could react, he had already jumped over their heads.

when--

The long sword that Moxxi placed above his head was smashed directly into his head by a giant axe. His head exploded instantly, and blood spread all over the faces of the completely stunned warriors around him.

"Step aside."

The terrifying momentum and monster-like size made all the surrounding chickens afraid to take action.

But there are also warriors...

"Redmond, I'll kill you." Captain Ken Billing drew his sword.

Keng——

There was a clanging sound of iron weapons, and the long sword was instantly deflected by the giant axe. In the next breath, Ken Billin's neck was pinched by a big hand, and he was raised in the air: "There are still brave warriors in the forest chicken, but it is a pity that they do not overestimate their own capabilities."

"Stop!" Surte shouted quickly.

"I'll give the young leader some face and spare your life."

Redmond held the long-handled giant ax in one hand, and grabbed the jay captain with the other hand, turned around, put him on the ground, and glanced at all the jays behind him, "If you want to kill me, you can kill me at any time." Yes, but remember, you all only have one life and one chance. If you are not sure enough to kill me, then it is best not to do it and learn to cherish your lives."

This is his philosophy, to make the weak surrender with simple and crude strength.

Instead of relying on kind and soft methods to convince people, being kind and soft takes a long time to bear fruit, and it may even take decades for the two races to surrender, and he can't wait any longer.

Even the same may not necessarily be useful. You still need to face rebellions again and again, which is better than suppressing them directly with force.

At the moment, he just puts everything on the table. It's okay not to give in, but if he's not strong enough, he has to endure it until he thinks he's strong enough to overthrow himself.

This is what he meant to convey to the chickens and fog crows.

Redmond's grip on Ken Billing's giant hand loosened, and the Captain collapsed due to suffocation. The soldiers quickly stepped forward to help the Captain.

The Blackfish warriors on the periphery looked in admiration, this was their invincible leader.

In the past, the strength of Black Fish and Mist Crow were not even close to each other, and they were even slightly weaker. The leader emerged from the contract war. He suffered more than twenty wounds in that battle, and gradually led the tribe to the point where it now overwhelms the two tribes.

Even though he was facing dozens of Mori Chicken warriors and killed the leader of the Mori Pheasant alone, the entire venue was silent, but this was just an appetizer.

In recent years, Blackfish's opponent has not been the weak Senji, but has always been the powerful Mist Crow. With the failure of Mist Crow's raid on Western Europe, dozens of soldiers were lost, and leader Daun and a dozen of his guards were buried in the sea.

The balance of power has been completely broken, and it's time to show its fangs.

……

After Redmond finished cleaning up the grouse, he walked back to the center of the field and looked in the direction of the mistcrow: "Which of you will run against me as the leader, or will you just give up like the coward of the grouse?"

Youmu took advantage of the situation and answered: "People of the Mist Crow, I think you should just give up and give me the position of leader of the Mist Crow. One less person will die, so you have the best of both worlds."

"Then I will call you Leader Youmu." Behemoth Varudo, the spherical leader's son next to him, spoke.

Youmu laughed wildly: "I will make the Mistcrows as well-behaved as my grandchildren."

"Asshole, you can tell me one more thing if you can." Victor glared angrily.

Youmu pointed at the black sword in his hand: "If you don't accept it, go up and challenge our leader."

"You think I don't dare?" Victor was about to walk into the field angrily, but was stopped by a voice. "I come."

The figure with an iron sword and a wine bottle hanging from his waist pushed through the crowd and walked in.

Everyone in Black Fish all showed happy eyes. Spyro, the unknown iron sword, was rumored to have the qualifications of a general and was the martial arts fanatic of Mist Crow in the past. Although it is said that he has become decadent in recent years, his reputation as a general cannot be underestimated.

But at the moment, the person came running to die, all I can say is...

boom!

When passing by the Mistcrow captains, the old man made a surprise slash with his scabbard, knocking Sparrow unconscious.

"Kaisen, take your uncle away."

After the old man finished speaking, he walked towards the middle of the field, "I'll do it."

grandfather! !

Kaisen's pupils trembled slightly, and he finally chose to turn around, carrying his uncle and disappearing to the coast.

"Old guy, you're already half buried, why are you still here joining in the fun?"

"I guess my head is itchy."

Seeing that the general's qualifications were taken away, the Blackfish people were slightly disappointed. If they killed Sparrow, the Mist Crow would have lost one of its most important arms. And today's old guys don't have many years to live.

"We will use this scene to determine the guardian." Surte raised his voice and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

A man like Sparrow who was in his prime of fighting power could not die here. This was not what his father wanted to see. The current old leader of Mist Crow was very suitable.

The old man pulled out his long sword, threw away the scabbard, and held the hilt with both hands. The general's strength is not enough to resist with one hand.

"When I was a boy, you were the enemy in my imagination. When I grew up, you were already old and boring." Redmond held a long-handled ax in one hand. The old man in front of him was obviously here to die.

"You won't be boring. This is the last battle in my life and the battle where my fighting spirit is at its peak. I will leave something behind on you." The old man's tone was gentle and thick.

"I am looking forward."

Redmond stopped talking nonsense, jumped up out of the air with a catapult figure, and smashed the long-handled giant ax on his head.

Faced with this heavy battle ax blow, the old man did not dare to take it head-on. He stepped on an afterimage under his feet and moved sideways to avoid the giant ax blow.

The next moment, when the long-handled giant ax fell, it was followed by a sweeping blow from the waist.

Keng——

The long sword and the giant ax clashed, and huge force poured in. The old man was hit with the sword and retreated several meters away. When his body was still unstable, the hill-like shadow ejected again, covering his entire body.

call out--

The old man was out of balance but still took a step, barely dodging the axe, and was hit in the face by a punch. Several teeth fell out, and he flew several meters sideways and fell heavily to the ground.

"You don't have many years left, just keep your life alive." Redmond did not pursue.

The old guy in front of him can't even step out of the two afterimages. His physical strength has deteriorated so much that it's really pointless to fight.

It's better to keep this old guy and see how he can suppress the fog crows and unify the strait. That will be the real victory over it, not the victory with such a huge gap in front of us.

"A warrior should not die of old age, but should step into the Hall of Valor with full glory." The old man stood up, clenched the sword in his hand, his eyes suddenly turned scarlet, and he started to go berserk.

"I will fulfill you."

Facing the galloping old man, Redmond raised his long-handled ax again and swept across a wide area.

The old man in sight stepped on two afterimages under his feet. The figure moved back to avoid the sweeping sweep of the giant axe. He stepped forward again and stepped on two afterimages. He moved forward, taking advantage of the gap where the giant ax had not been retracted, and rushed in directly, stabbing with the long sword. own throat.

Keng——

Redmond held the hatchet in his left hand and blocked the blow.

The two exchanged four or five attacks in an instant. Faced with the absolute power gap, the strength of his short ax required the old man to hold the sword with both hands to resist it. During this gap, no one could do anything to the other, but the long-handled ax had already been recovered.

Cut diagonally upward.

The old guy in sight once again used a step to get out of the way, and used a step to pull back. The hatchet missed. From the corner of his eye, he saw that the old man did not choose to fight this time, but used another step to pull back to the other side of him. behind.

The long sword came straight towards the main artery in the neck——

Take it for granted!

Redmond exerted force under his feet, ejected out of the air, and faced the old man who was catching up with him in mid-air. He fought several times and pulled back his giant ax to force the old man back.

After landing, the old guy in front of him was about to lose his physical strength in this wave of attacks regardless of consumption. The scarlet color in his pupils gradually disappeared, and he held his knees and gasped for air.

"ended."

Redmond suddenly pressed forward and swung the long-handled ax like a windmill. The old man only blocked it twice, and the long sword was bounced away by the huge force. He rolled several times on the ground before releasing the force.

A huge mountain-like shadow followed, and the giant ax struck the head without hesitation.

The old man rolled around, but the giant ax came too fast, and one of his arms was cut off directly. He turned his back and quickly stood up with the sword.

Danger! !

All the Mist Crows and even the Chicken Crows present had their eyes wide open and their brows furrowed. They saw General Blackfish slashing the short ax in his other hand towards the figure standing with his sword at the same time.

The next breath, the old man's figure was in pieces——

What the short ax struck was an afterimage!

Two afterimages...three afterimages...seven afterimages...

Because the old man kept using the step without stopping, seven or eight afterimages appeared around General Blackfish in an instant. No one knew where this final blow would go.

For a moment, I was very confused, why could the old leader of Mist Crow perform so many steps even when he was almost at full strength when his violent time was almost gone.

Only Redmond in the field saw the pair of scarlet eyes as red as blood at the moment when the hatchet shattered the afterimage.

Second rage!

This was a rumored trick used by war commanders to die. He had never seen a war commander use it in his life, but he never expected to see it on this old guy today.

Worthy of the name Fierce Crow!

There were flickering afterimages all around him. He couldn't predict where the old man's final move, which exhausted all his energy, would hit, so he directly chose to exert force under his feet and launch himself into the air.

The moment his feet left the ground, the long sword was shot, pointing directly at his neck——

Redmond's facial muscles bulged, and he immediately pressed against the neck where the sword came.

brush--

The long sword changed its moves, and instead of stabbing at the neck, which he had little control over, he flipped off one of the tilted ears of the giant in front of him.

As I said, I want to leave something on this person!

The short ax slashed at an angle, and the exhausted old man could no longer dodge, and his figure directly split into two halves in mid-air.

He looked at the people of the Mist Crow tribe with lingering eyes. A rabbit fighting a lion can leave permanent wounds. The general is not that terrifying and invincible——

This is what he wants to leave behind in this final battle.

(End of this chapter)