Rebirth of the Viking King

A straight line of smoke rose from the sentry post on the top of the mountain not far from the village entrance. The scout guarding the village entrance immediately blew the horn horn in his hand!

The low sound of the trumpet covered the whole village, and all the men and women in the village who were able to fight took up arms and stood in front of the village gate.

Just 15 minutes later, Swain Gonk led 300 fog duck shield and ax soldiers behind him and appeared 200 meters away from the entrance of Hanshui Village.

Clearing his throat, he said loudly: "There is a monster from the past hidden in this village! In the Snow Grave Valley, he used magic to cause floods in the cold winter and killed hundreds of my fellow Vikings!"

"The gods in the Hall of Valor are holding fine wine and focusing their eyes on us! Let us all put on a wonderful demon-killing show for the gods in the Hall of Valor in this boring winter!"

"The first person to break through the city gate will be rewarded with 500 silver coins!"

"Hand-blade Demon King Loki, reward 1,000 silver coins!"

"For every hunter killed in Hanshui Village, you will be rewarded with 50 silver!"

"The remaining people follow our rules in Wuya Town! As long as you cut off the enemy's head, you can exchange the head and Old Gonk for rice after the battle!"

"One side of the iron scale is grain, and the other side is a human head! The rice weighs as much as the human head weighs!"

200 meters away, inside the wooden door, Loki held his blood ax high and was also making final mobilization to the villagers around him.

"The enemy has already reached our doorstep. At this point, it is useless to talk too much nonsense."

"I promised on the day I took office as village chief that I would give you the best life in Scandinavia! I dare not say that I have fulfilled my promise now, but at least this winter, all the villagers in my Hanshui Village will Got some meat!”

"The results of it?!"

"Our respected Duke immediately led his troops to our door! Why?! Is it because we didn't dedicate the silver coins in our hands to him?"

"If we are troubled, we deserve to eat chaffy vegetables, and our children deserve to freeze to death in the cold and hunger?!"

There was silence everywhere. The villagers in Hanshui Village were not fools. Everyone knows the answer to this question.

"The government forces the people to rebel, and the people have no choice but to rebel. Since the Duke will not give you a way to survive, then I, Hanshui Village, will rebel today!"

Inverted!

These two words were like a basin of boiling water, igniting the blood of all the villagers in the icy cold wind. Although the people defending the village at this time were only teenagers and elderly people over 40 years old, as the most ordinary members of this impoverished era, their desire for food and clothing was far greater than that of the Duke's private army. to strong.

They have just tasted a little bit of the sweetness of a happy life. As long as there is a glimmer of hope, they will try their best to give their children a chance to live.

"Everyone returns to their defensive positions! The women pick up their bows and arrows, and the men hold on to their axes!"

"The enemy is coming soon!"

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A high-pitched horn blow sounded the horn for the soldiers of Wuya Town to attack. They assumed a classic siege stance, holding an ax in one hand and a shield in the other. He held the huge Viking buckler in front of him to resist the sharp arrows fired by the Hanshui Village defenders behind the wall.

Standing in the defensive watchtower are several apprentices from Gor Marash's blacksmith shop. In the past few days, he worked overtime to make several hard bows with iron tires. After a few days of urgent archery training, he immediately stood at the village's first line of defense.

"Remember, you have to draw the bow quickly. After you draw the bowstring to the full moon, shoot straight up at a 45-degree angle to the sky. You don't have to think about whether the shot will hit or not. We, the blacksmiths who are trying to catch up, have no accuracy at all!"

"Don't waste your shooting density because of this!"

The blacksmith's arms possess great endurance and strength. Marash and the 10 apprentices around him fired their bows continuously, and actually shot a shower of arrows on the watchtower.

The bow is a strong bow made of iron, and the arrows are also all-metal sharp arrows made of steel! Used against Slavic heavy cavalry, these heavy arrows could easily penetrate the wooden bucklers of the Vikings. Seeing that several of his men in the lead were shot through their shields by heavy iron arrows, Lao Gonke made a prompt decision and ordered all his men to charge.

And that's exactly what Loki has in store.

The range of a bow and arrow is about 200 paces. The distance that an ordinary human's charge accelerates is about 30 steps. After 30 steps, when the charging speed of Viking warriors weighing more than 200 kilograms increases, the huge inertia will make it extremely difficult for them to brake.

At this moment, they discovered that the thin layer of snow on the ground had turned into hard and smooth ice!

The running Viking warriors immediately began to stagger and slide, but the rush of people behind them made the queue in front dare not slow down at all. Running hard for 70 steps, when we were only 30 meters away from the Hanshui Village gate

The pioneers holding their shields high stepped on the air and disappeared directly under the ground with a scream!

"Trap! Be careful of the trap!!"

"Back off!! Don't squeeze!"

The invaders roared loudly, but the slippery ice beneath their feet made it impossible for them to control their speed. A large group of shield and ax warriors crowded forward and fell into the trap in front of Hanshui Village. What greeted them at the bottom of the trap was a large row of hard wooden thorns.

"Damn, charge! Keep charging for me!"

Old Gonk at the end of the queue was frightened and angry. He had heard that this young man named Loki had many strange ideas in his mind. But today was the first time I saw it with my own eyes. The smooth ice surface and the huge inertia caused nearly a hundred shield ax soldiers to be pierced into a string by the sharp thorns like mutton skewers.

The wood at minus 50 degrees Celsius instantly solidified the bleeding blood, and within just a few minutes, the soldiers at the bottom were dead. Even if the survivors on the top floor struggled to escape, they had huge bloody holes in their bodies.

"Don't be afraid! Step on their corpses and keep moving forward!" Old Gonk's eyes were red at this time. "The pioneers have paved the way for us with death, and my promise remains unchanged!"

"The first one to break through the city gate will be rewarded with 500 silver coins!"

With the spike trap in effect, bows and arrows have lost their meaning. Old Gore and the apprentices around him immediately withdrew from the high platform. Only Sanji's youngest son, Lance, remained on the high platform.

Although he is only 16 years old, he is already the best archer in Hanshui Village. Dan Ding took out a wooden arrow from under his feet and gently inserted it into the brazier next to him.

Wooden arrows soaked in pine oil for three days instantly ignited. Lance put the nock of the arrow on the bowstring, and the rocket drew a red arc in the cold wind and accurately inserted into an inconspicuous wooden barrel next to the door.

It was a barrel filled with fuel.

The explosion of the barrel detonated the black powder buried under the gate. Accompanied by a loud bang! A large group of soldiers crowded at the door immediately disappeared and turned into a pool of pink ice slag, which splashed onto the faces of the soldiers behind them!

Looking at each other, they didn't know whether they should continue to move forward.

A spike trap and an explosion trap. Before the big ax in their hands touched any Hanshui Village villager, nearly a hundred shield axemen died in front of Hanshui Village!

The strength gap between the two sides has further narrowed!

Old Gonker, who was riding a horse and leading his troops, had never seen such a scene in his whole life of fighting. He didn't even know whether what he was seeing was a miracle performed by the gods!

However, what he knew was that the arrow was on the string and had to be fired.

"Damn it! Don't be afraid, charge me!" He yelled, leading the remaining dozen or so cavalry around him to rush into the city first.

And the first building he saw was the newly completed Holy Main Church.