Lord of the North

"boom!"

The black iron broadsword collided violently with Dorn's shield. The heavy force made the man who dared to fight a black bear empty-handed grunt. His legs were trembling and bent, holding the shield tightly, and finally took off the shield. A terrifying force.

"Drink!" Dawn yelled, his waist suddenly exerted force, the shield tilted slightly so that the barbarian leader's black iron sword slipped aside, and the long knife in his hand wiped towards his neck, trying to kill him with one blow!

"Crack!"

But the barbarian leader blocked the fatal blow with one arm, and Dorn only shattered a bone armguard with the blow he wanted to win! It turned out that his forearm was strapped with an armguard made from the bones of an unknown beast.

Donne missed a hit, and immediately retreated. After taking a few steps back, he blocked the shield in front of him, and watched the enemy in front of him vigilantly.

The strong and tall body not only did not slow him down, but made him even more difficult to deal with. Huge pressure enveloped Dawn's heart.

The leader of the barbarians was not in a hurry to attack either. Holding his black iron sword with both hands, he circled slowly around Dawn, trying to find a loophole in his defense! This human being is not weak, if he is not careful, he may be killed by him.

But the sense of crisis between life and death aroused his wildness even more, his dark yellow eyes were full of crazy fighting intent, and the clansmen who were falling one by one in the distance were not so important to him.

Drops of sweat flowed down Dawn's cheeks, wet his beloved beard, his left arm felt a little numb now, the barbarian leader's strength was too great, even if he had tried his best for the blow just now, I almost failed to resist it!

But fortunately, I only need to delay the time. When other hunters arrive at this barbarian leader, there is only one dead end.

"Ho! Ho!"

Neither of them spoke, they just watched each other vigilantly. Apart from the sound of heavy breathing, there was only the sound of their footsteps stepping on the snow as they moved slowly.

When Dawn was young, he went hunting alone in the mountains and encountered a strong adult black bear. With a machete, a hunting bow and two throwing spears, he fought with the black bear in the forest for a whole night!

He left many scars on his body and arms, but in the end he walked out of the forest alive, and walked out of the forest with a black bear body full of wounds! In the end, he shoved a broken throwing spear into the black bear's mouth, and ended the nightmarish fight.

He was almost crippled because of that battle, but he won the recognition and respect of all the hunters in the town.

"How could I lose to a big guy like you?" Dorn grinned. He was over two meters tall and finally had a chance to say that the other person was a big guy, although the other person couldn't be regarded as a person in the strict sense.

"Picture! Scatter!" Dawn was too cautious, causing the barbarian leader to find no openings, so he was ready to attack.

First he yelled "Tusa", hit his chest several times violently with a fist, and launched a sprint towards Dawn with fierce eyes!

He is the bravest warrior in the tribe, how can he stop because of a human being, he is the strongest warrior who has defeated all the nearby tribes, and he is the strongest warrior in the nearby land!

He dared to fight wolves, and his countless scars were his medals. He had vowed to find a warmer place to live for his people. How could he be afraid of a human being here!

Even if he dies in battle, he is still the bravest fighter!

He held the knife in both hands and slashed down diagonally, roaring down with an ear-piercing sound of piercing the air. There is no doubt that if Dawn failed to block and was hit, he would be split in half!

Dawn didn't dare to resist with the shield anymore, he exerted his foot force suddenly, and narrowly dodged the fatal knife, but the leader of the barbarians grinned and kicked him in the head with a whip leg.

The frightened Don quickly raised his shield to resist,

But he was still kicked to the ground by this terrifying force, and his head hit the snow heavily. If it wasn't for the layer of snow, Dawn might have been knocked unconscious by this blow.

Spit out a mouthful of blood, Dawn shook his humming head, and before he could stand up, he was kicked in the abdomen by the barbarian leader who rushed over with strides, and was kicked five or six meters away. It feels like my intestines are about to break!

After the kick, the leader of the barbarians did not rush over to make up another kick, because it is impossible for ordinary barbarians to stand up in a short time after such a heavy blow, and he has absolute confidence in his own strength.

Clutching the long knife in his hand firmly, Dawn stood up staggeringly, shaking his head vigorously. Now his mind was full of buzzing, and the shield instinctively blocked him, watching the approaching enemy.

"hiss!"

Don took a breath. After this heavy blow, he felt almost no other sensations in his abdomen, only bursts of tingling pain. But in this situation, he could only grit his teeth and hold on. I didn't even dare to take a big breath.

"Human, I have to admit that you are a strong and brave warrior, but you are doomed!" Just when Dorn was full of powerlessness, the leader of the barbarians suddenly spoke. Although the tone was a bit strange, it was indeed human common language.

He was surprised, he knew best how strong his kick was, and it was fine if he didn't kick his internal organs, but he still had the strength to stand up.

Jason's words here will definitely say: "The villain dies from talking too much!"

The savages Dawn had met before had never spoken the common language of mankind, and all they spoke were incomprehensible gibberish.

"I will take your head as a proof of my glory and keep it in my home!" After speaking, he once again slashed at Dawn with the black iron sword in his hand from bottom to top.

Dawn originally wanted to avoid the knife and didn't plan to take it hard, but the severe pain in his abdomen made him move a beat slower, so he could only bite the bullet and hold the shield in his hands with both hands.

"Bang!" There was a dull bang when the knife collided with the shield. Dawn let out a muffled grunt. He was knocked to the ground by the huge force from the shield, and slid backwards on the snow for a certain distance.

He didn't have time to relieve the heaviness in his chest and the severe pain in his abdomen, so he hurriedly turned over and got up again to take defensive actions.

Glancing at his shield, there was a deep dent on it. After all, it wasn't a shield made of fine steel, and obviously couldn't withstand the heavy chopping of the barbarian leader.

The spurted blood stuck to his beard and formed icicles, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

But soon, the battle over there is about to end, hold on for a while!

Dawn secretly cheered himself up. He really couldn't hold on any longer. The shield and long knife in his hand made him feel extremely heavy.

His physique, which is far beyond ordinary people, obviously showed signs of being unable to hold on after these few blows. It is hard to imagine if someone else would be killed by a single knife. Facing the seemingly invincible barbarian leader, He was filled with a sense of powerlessness and frustration.

Originally, I led the expedition team out in high spirits. I thought that as long as I didn't encounter direwolves and a large team of barbarians, I would not be in any danger.

However, reality hit him hard in the face, and only a dozen barbarians made his team pay a heavy price.

On the other side of the battlefield, after paying the price of nine lives and almost everyone dying, they finally drove the remaining three barbarians to a dead end by virtue of their absolute superiority in numbers.

The leader of the barbarians glanced at the battle in the distance, and obviously noticed the unfavorable situation there, so he decided to end the battle.

No longer talking nonsense, he walked towards Dawn with big strides, the big knife in his hand was also held in both hands, his dark yellow eyes radiated a dangerous light, and he planned to take Dawn's life with this last knife.

"Is it going to be over?" Donne looked at the black sword that was gradually enlarged in his eyes, and looked at the ferocious expression of the barbarian, but his body seemed to be falling apart, unable to lift a trace of strength, only bursts of severe pain came.

Dorn tried to raise the shield, but failed.

His heart was full of despair and unwillingness. He thought of many things at this moment, and the first thing he thought of was his old father.

"Old man, it seems that I have to be one step ahead of you."

There was a trace of green light flickering in his eyes, but no one could notice.