You and me under the world tree

The Fountain Square in Amstel thus became the site of the final battle.

However, the outcome is actually pretty clear.

The reason why these soldiers are unwilling to lay down their weapons is because they don't know what they should do.

Surrender or not kill?

No, those pale, fierce warriors did not say such things.

After all, they couldn't even delay the time, all the battles ended too quickly.

When the soldiers stationed in various places in the city gathered, they saw their commander fall by the sword of the hero.

He didn't even move a step from the beginning to the end.

Finally, the warrior who had not moved before moved slowly.

Step by step, holding the Holy Sword of God's Wrath in one hand, and holding the aged commander who was killed by him in the other hand, he moved forward slowly.

Immediately afterwards, he handed it to the soldier standing not far from him.

Ragnar...

Although he was still the battle captain under Hewale, he could tell at a glance that the person killed by Siegfried's sword was extraordinary.

Not to mention anything else, just the armor and battle robe on his body are completely different from others.

"he is……"

"Sir here."

Hodder had been to Amstel after all, and even in this new version he had seen it in the city.

On the big map, this NPC is responsible for releasing some naval missions related to the Netherlands camp.

"I understand."

After all, Ragnar was not stupid. After realizing what Siegfried was going to do, he simply followed Siegfried with his arms around the commander's corpse.

Not to mention what happened to Ragnar himself, even Hovalle followed behind him silently, looking like a soldier under Siegfried.

Indistinctly, the soldiers in the entire abandoned port gave way to Siegfried on the periphery.

He stood in front of those soldiers.

Compared with the warriors in the abandoned port who didn't even have complete protective gear and even held sea beast bone swords in their hands, these warriors in the Netherlands seemed to truly meet the definition of 'army'.

However, these soldiers wearing standard metal armor are now surrounded in the center.

Although there were quite a few of them, they didn't dare to fight back.

Not because of anything else, but because of the man who has stood in front of them now.

The soldiers around him who didn't know where they came from were indeed cruel, but it was this young man who really made them lose hope.

That is the holy sword, that is the legendary holy sword Gulam...

Even though Siegmund died more than 20 years ago, the Volsung family has been slaughtered and disappeared one after another for more than 20 years.

However, their legends have been handed down under the preservation of poets.

Perhaps, because there was no substantive evidence, they could not confirm that the young man in front of them was the 'descendant of Volsung', but the brilliance of the holy sword was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

"I came back this time only to get back everything I deserve. I will not embarrass those who put down their weapons."

These words are a bit convoluted, but in the end there is still one word: Surrender but not kill.

At least they put down their weapons, no one here will embarrass them.

For them, there is no way to survive the counterattack.

Then, among the crowd, someone finally mustered up the courage:

"You really won't kill us?"

"No, I don't like to go back on my word, and I don't have the habit of affecting civilians."

After getting Siegfried's promise, these warriors still hesitated for a while.

But in the end, they made their choice.

'boom'

Accompanied by the sound of metal, someone's saber fell to the ground here.

It was like a signal, and then, with a lot of crashing, shields, spears, bows, these things fell to the ground.

After seeing this scene, He Huale couldn't help but sighed.

war...

The word never seemed to be the same for the Volsung family.

Chapter 3: Get ready!

Gulam, the Holy Sword of God's Wrath, and Volsung, a family bestowed by God.

When the descendant of the god king in the world mentioned the holy sword that can turn his anger and fighting spirit into real power, he can suppress an era.

How unfair this was to the warriors of that era who aspired to be heroes.

Although there are many so-called holy swords and magic swords in the world, they can still be classified into different ranks after all.

Maybe it is a problem of raw materials, or maybe it is a problem of the skills of the swordsmiths. These strange weapons are always strong and weak.

Apart from other things, what Hewale is carrying on his back now is the Lord Slayer Demon Sword, which is said to cut iron like mud and see blood when it comes out of its sheath. Although this sword is bloodthirsty, it is far inferior to the "God" angry'.

In this world, at least in this world, there is probably no holy sword more suitable for the battlefield than 'Gram'.

"call……"

At the end, Hewale couldn't help but sighed.

envy……

After all, she still has this feeling in her heart.

After all, she is not a saint, and it is inevitable that she will have such thoughts in her heart when facing the powerful descendants of Volsunger.

Demon Sword Tyrfing...

This sword with a curse, which is said to bring glory and death to the sword owner at the same time, is much worse than Guram in terms of performance, and it also has a curse.

You have to throw away the goods...

Even if Hervale wasn't afraid of the curse from Tyrfing, she didn't even care about it.

However, jealousy is inevitable when there are better and more powerful weapons in front of you.

"Volsung..."

In the end, those extremely complicated emotions just turned into such a sigh.

At this moment, she just cast her eyes on the sage next to her.

He was standing next to Siegfried, but in order to highlight Siegfried's 'leader' status, he stood slightly back.

But for Hewalle, there are some things that she can know the greatness of others only after she has truly felt and experienced them.

After all, no matter what, they are all characters who can decide to stab the gods with a deadly knife because of what happened to their friends.

"Then, I'll leave it to you here."

Then, at the moment when Hewale calmed down his inner thoughts a little, such words came from her ears.

And when she came back to her senses, she saw the young hero staring at her.

"Hewaller, I leave this place to you."

After all, no matter what, Siegfried knows exactly who he is.

Although he has always tried his best to 'show his face' in front of the soldiers in the abandoned port, and to earn his 'prestige'.

But the unstoppable time is too short, and it will be extremely embarrassing if the command doesn't move.

Therefore, he simply delegated the power of 'cleaning up the wreckage' to He Huale.

Not to mention anything else, he can at least maintain his image as a leader.

But at this time, he could always feel a subtle sense of aggrievedness in his heart.

Huo De once told him that the fighters in the abandoned port can only be used. If he really wants to stabilize his 'throne', he must gather his forces.

And now, although Siegfried has not ascended to the throne yet, at the level of 'command', he does feel the feeling of being restrained.

After all, it is still other people's forces and fighters, commanding and so on, it is better for him not to meddle indiscriminately.

"Besides, you should understand what I want to say." In the end, he just said this to He Huale.

In the eyes of outsiders, this is like telling a subordinate what to do.

However, only those in the know know the relationship between them: they are equal.

As for what Siegfried wants to say, it's very simple...

"Clean the battlefield! Anyone who dares to harass civilians will be killed without mercy!"

Then, just as Siegfried was walking away slowly, Hervale's loud voice sounded.

This is not a joke, after all, after all, the identity of these fighters in the abandoned port is now "Volsong's fighters".

In other words, their every move is related to the prestige of the 'Volsong Clan'.

War is war, but at the same time they have to win the hearts and minds of the Netherlands.

What Siegfried wants to announce is: the Volsung family who once led the Netherlands to the peak has returned, and of course nothing out of the ordinary can be done under such circumstances.

And on this point, it is not difficult to do it.

After all, the fighters in the abandoned port are not pirates in terms of composition. Although Hewale is called the eldest sister, it seems that there is no clear class division, but she also has absolute restraint on her subordinates.

And after her orders were passed on layer by layer, even if there were some crazy guys in the abandoned port, they didn't dare to act recklessly.

Moreover, in fact, most of them will not mess around. There is no disorder in the abandoned port, and order means quality and execution.

In fact, most people feel the same way as Ragnar.

Here, the thing they are most concerned about is actually the thing hanging in the sky - the sun.

It may be difficult for ordinary people to understand this feeling, but they do have unique feelings and feelings for the warmth that spreads on their bodies.

For some middle-aged fighters who still have combat effectiveness and are about 40 to 20 years old, they naturally saw the sun when they were young. This feeling is a reunion spanning more than [-] years for them.

When the sun shines on them again, they even feel warm all over their bodies.

As for young fighters like Lager, they couldn't help but look at the surrounding environment.

The trees growing under the sun are green, and the houses here are made of bricks and stones, which look extremely beautiful.

Compared with here, the environment like the abandoned port is really not worth mentioning.

It's great to be outside...

Ragnar couldn't help thinking like this, and at this moment, he couldn't help but think of his wife: the shield girl Ragoza.

Unlike himself who went out with the eldest sister, his wife still guards the abandoned port that they regard as the base camp and the rear.

"It will be over soon..."

The corners of Ragnar's mouth couldn't help but twitch when he thought that his wife and his unborn child would live in such sunshine and in such a warm place in the future.

"Ragnar, you should go and rest first."

"Ok?"

Just when he was thinking about his future, the elder sister walked up to him, and just when he was wondering, He Huale couldn't help but took a deep breath.

"I'm afraid there will be another battle to fight."

"Ah, I see."

Ragnar is not an idiot, for him, this kind of thing is also easy.

"Defend the city..."

"Well, I am afraid that the surrounding naval fortresses will notice it soon."