You and me under the world tree

And the soldier in front of him is obviously squeezing his own vitality!

"Humph!"

In the end, after boosting his strength, the warrior with scarlet eyes and a gorilla-like body finally gained greater strength than that woman.

He wrestled his spear back with all his might, and grinned sadistically.

"The body of a shield girl is generally more durable, how about you?"

Then, he didn't get any response, what was just a blood-colored gleam.

"You're so stupid, you only know how to squeeze your potential, but you don't know how to save energy."

"why……"

Before being attacked, the berserker clearly saw that it was a sword, and he subconsciously raised the spear in his hand to block it.

However, there was no blocking sound.

At that moment, the spear in his hand seemed to be a long stick of butter, and the bloody sword was not hindered by anything.

It just slashed straight down, tore the barrel of the gun and the armor, and then mercilessly opened a huge hole in his body.

"That sword..."

At the last moment, the soldier stared at the sharp sword in the woman's hand.

The bloody glow of the sword inscribed with the runes of crime and murder even contrasted with the scars on her face.

In the end, his swaying body fell off the city wall and sank under the ocean.

The soul returns to Valhalla, and the corpse will be eaten by the fish in the ocean that follow the smell of blood.

However, at the last moment, did he regain his consciousness after being occupied by the 'hero'?

The soldier who woke up from the "long sleep" saw that his body was fatally injured, and he would even usher in the end of death without a whole body. Would he regret it?

Howler didn't know this.

She didn't know what method the heroes of Valhalla used to return to the world again, after all, she didn't know anything about magic.

But even if she knew, she wouldn't care.

Because now, there is an even worse fact in front of her.

Soldiers on the walls are losing ground...

Although Hewale's attitude towards the warrior who used the berserk technique was quite mocking before, this kind of ridicule is still based on the comparison of strength.

She could use her sword to send these guys back to their so-called Hall of Valor one by one, but other soldiers might not be able to do it.

"Tsk!"

Unable to think of an effective solution at all, Hewale could only charge forward in the end.

"Go away!"

Then, a bloody storm broke out on the city wall, and the most primitive sounds of fighting gradually began to spread.

The magic sword Tyrfing drank blood from the moment it was unsheathed, and even at the end, the runes on the blade were also soaked in blood.

At first glance, even He Huale, who is the master of the sword, couldn't tell whether it was the brilliance of the magic sword itself or the real blood soaked in it.

And after using a spear picked up casually, several berserkers on the edge of the city wall were tied into meat skewers and nailed to the wall, the battle on the city wall came to an end.

The magic sword Tyrfing lived up to the name of 'splitting' and 'bloodthirsty'. When it started to swing, no weapon or armor could stop it, not even basic obstacles.

He Huale fought from one side of the city wall to the other, waving the magic sword along the way and killed countless people.

Among them were berserkers who jumped directly onto the city wall, and ordinary soldiers who climbed up along the ropes that had already been fixed.

But now she doesn't have time to worry about these things.

"Commander." The surviving soldiers were surprised at first when they saw the bloody Hevale, and then they couldn't help but speak.

"Fuck away!"

"Someone has already rushed down." Then, Hewale couldn't help being startled. She turned her head and stared at the gate leading to the interior of the city wall that had been knocked open by violence.

There is the passage leading to the gate mechanism...

"Master Halph has led people to kill him."

"You lead the rest of the people to guard here." Holding the Slashing Devil Sword tightly in his hand, He Huale rushed towards the inside of the gate.

The interior of Amstel's sea walls is not completely solid.

Its interior has soldiers' lounges and weapon warehouses, which echoes the barracks inside Amstel.

Also because of this reason, the internal road can be said to be intricate.

Because in terms of design, it itself has the elements of hiding the 'gateway', and soldiers can use the intricate internal passages of the city wall to kill those invaders.

But now, the fighting that breaks out above the city walls is a 'civil war'.

The hindering effect it should have played can be said to be completely absent.

"It's really troublesome."

Thinking of these bad things, He Huale couldn't help but start to quicken his pace.

Half, hold on to my old lady!

Chapter 66: Wartooth Raven

Just as Hewale was rushing all the way, a conflict broke out inside the city wall.

To be honest, the internal space is not that big, and only the nozzle is light-transmitting, which especially tests the senses and responsiveness of the soldiers themselves.

And in this kind of space, the side that is brave enough to advance can often achieve greater results.

And here, the person in charge of the charge is called Harald, and this extremely old-looking soldier is at the forefront.

Although his perfectly groomed white hair was stained with blood along with the warhammer, there was no sign of mess.

Although he looks very old, he looks like a young man physically.

With all senses intact, he didn't even use a shield, but held two one-handed long swords.

Then, he walked forward step by step, and the one who confronted him was Half the raven from Denmark.

It has been a while since the Battle of The Hague Fortress, and although he himself was seriously injured in the Battle of The Hague, with his excellent physical fitness and the help of Assistant Officer Hagen's magic, he quickly recovered recovered.

But now, there are a lot of wounds on his healthy and strong body.

Without exception, these wounds were all sword wounds.

Harf's favorite weapon is the double sword, which can be said to be a method of warfare inherited from the ancient Danish royal family. This time, in order to be able to play a role inside the city wall, he gave up the two swords and used the sword, Combination of shield and spear.

Originally, in such a small environment, the spear is the best to use.

Whether it is a thrust or a counter charge, it can exert its power very well.

But his spear was cut off before.

Perhaps because the light inside the city wall was too dark, he couldn't even see clearly how the ferocious 'old man' drew his sword.

His spear was quickly severed under the blows of the sword like a storm.

And under the confrontation of swordsmanship and martial arts, even though he was holding a sword and shield, he still had a lot of sword wounds on his body.

On the other hand, the old man on the opposite side, his skills are not good, and he has never been injured until now.

However, what really astonished Half was actually the skill he displayed.

Although it is only two long swords, he can attack when he advances and defend when he retreats.

And at the moment of charging, his two sharp swords can even exert more power than the spear.

What exactly is this for?

How did he do it?

These doubts were not because Half did not understand the technique he was using.

As the 'illegitimate son' of the King of Denmark, he certainly knows something about the history of his kingdom.

Since Harald, the king of war teeth, the set of tactics inherited from the gods has never been lost, which is why Harf is good at using double swords.

According to stories passed down from generation to generation in the royal family, a warrior who has mastered this method of warfare will be as ferocious as a wild boar on the battlefield.

The two swords symbolize the tusks of the wild boar...

Although Harff is young today, his vision is extremely vicious.

So with just one glance, he could tell that the old man in front of him was using the tactics of the Danish royal family.

Why on earth is this happening...

"Half 'Raven'."

Just as it was approaching step by step, the old soldier suddenly called out this name.

"Are you from Denmark?"

Although the strong old man was merciless when he attacked, his words were so relaxed and casual.

Even, surprisingly, his words didn't sound like any malice.

However, because of this, Half's face could not help showing a touch of anger.

Because in this regard, he doesn't seem to be serious at all.

It's an insult to a fighter not to mention him as an opponent.

However, it was impossible for him to directly launch a desperate charge against the seemingly invulnerable old man right now.

So in the end, Half just clenched the sword and shield in his hand.

"Yes so what." He replied coldly

In fact, he had already accepted the other party's ridicule.

In his opinion, an old man who is proficient in the tactics of the Danish royal family is a figure from the previous generation and the previous generation.

Because even his father: King Elf, who still controls the Danish regime today, is not so old.

Even thinking about it, is this an illegitimate child left over from my grandfather's generation?

Or is it a survivor of a political struggle once in the Danish royal family?

But no matter what, this person must be related to the Danish royal family, and he must be a loser.

So, he has accepted the 'taunt'.

For example, XX's descendants are so unbearable, after all, this old man must have resentment for this in his heart.

However, the reality seems to be far from what he thought.

"It's really scary for young people."

"?"

When the old man said that, Half even wondered if he heard it wrong.

"I am very happy to see such a spirited and even talented child now."

This heartfelt emotion is not a lie.

Half could feel this, but it was also because of this that he found it ridiculous.

"Are you trying to say that you have no malice?" He said coldly

"It's fine if you insist on thinking so."

The old man just stared at Half, holding the sharp sword in his hand tightly, and began to confront the "younger" in his eyes.

Wandering around is the sound of fighting from various places.

The soldiers fought with the warriors who rushed into the city wall, and Bodwall and Witsag, who had been following Half, also began to confront each other.

From the Hague Fortress to the present, many of Half's former three-digit followers have died.

After experiencing this war, it is estimated that there will be fewer people.

But at this moment, Raven can no longer control so much, because he himself is in danger.