Chapter 276 The Last Light (4)

Maybe the prayers really had an effect, or maybe the Norscans didn't want to let go of a head that was still attached to the body.

A Norscan wearing a bloody animal skin approached Ivan and raised a long-handled ax with a sudden cold light.

At the last moment of his life, the horse archer turned his head and looked south. He looked past the severed legs and half of the body and saw the Norscan army chasing the Ugor riders into the glacier.

Although he had only done one major thing in his life, reporting the invasion of Kazaka, he at least completed the final mission.

Self-comfort disappeared in the severe pain, both worthy and unworthy died. Ivan's clear consciousness rolled three times on the ground along with the shaking world, and left the battlefield with many equally small humans.

The hussars bypassed the chaotic battlefield and broke into the enemy's rear, avoiding all disputes.

When ready, Yevsky Boye and the other four central Boyes ordered the cavalry to take up their wings.

They are still short of the final signal, the signal that will enable Kislev to win in one fell swoop. The four northern Bojes and the big Leviticus will use their lives to ensure that this signal is just right.

More than a thousand riders kept their spirits at their best, and their horses also had a moment of leisure to rest.

South of the glacier, when they were about to rush into the snow forest, the Norscans who dispersed and looted were attacked head-on by the Cossacks. The sound of horns sounded in the snow forest, and battle flags emerged from the forest. The ambush was caught off guard. The barbarians had to stay on the ice.

The strange noise under the ice intensified the fear of the warriors. Humans are born with fear, but the Chaos Warriors have forgotten this concept.

The weak arrows of the southerners were deflected by the heavy armor, and the wailing of their companions only aroused their bloodthirsty desire.

The champion who led the team used his halberd to smash a dent in the completely frozen ice. Under several meters of solid ice, the monster peering at human flesh and blood retreated under the bloodthirsty eyes of the Chaos warriors.

Few monsters are willing to face the Chaos Warriors. Even the most ferocious monsters and giants on the northern ice fields are just prey of the Chaos Warriors.

"Skull Sacrifice Seat!"

The demonic roar pushed away the Norscan marauders blocking the way, and the condescending Gossack warriors were suddenly startled, but they had no time to react.

Vitaly Boye, who was on the front line, had just killed a barbarian when he heard screams from other directions. The wailing of his companions on the battlefield was inconspicuous, and the screams of pain from the Yankees were even louder.

Boyer, who was familiar with most of the soldiers, could easily identify the source of the sound. After Boyer killed another barbarian with a long axe, he changed positions with the soldiers behind him and took a break.

Every veteran must learn to conserve energy on the battlefield. Exhaustion will often defeat the recruits who are new to the battlefield.

Vitali certainly wouldn't make such a mistake, he had fought many battles.

Boyer took advantage of the break to look around, trying to discern the situation on the battlefield. He was not just a soldier. A general not only had to kill the enemy, but also had to grasp the wind direction of the battlefield at all times.

Only now did Boyer realize that the Chinese army was almost defeated, with only the soldiers on the two wings holding on.

In fact, many soldiers only focused on the enemy in front of them and did not react at all.

The ubiquitous shouts of death cover up all the visions. Among the blood, water and corpses, who has the energy to pay attention to anything else?

With further observation, Vitali discovered the reason for the defeat of the Chinese army - dozens of steel-armored monsters that were a head taller than him were wreaking havoc among the Gossamers.

The Chaos Warriors rush in!

Boyer was suddenly startled and hurriedly looked for Big Boyer's figure. The vast sea of ​​people and woods blocked his sight. The only thing that reassured Vitaly was that Big Boyer's white bear battle flag still stood in the formation.

Maybe Levich is dead, maybe not, but as long as the flag remains, the soldiers have the confidence to continue fighting.

We cannot let the advancing Chaos Warriors cut down the battle flag. Big Boyer's battle flag is particularly important because he is the core of the northern border of Western State!

Vitali plucked up the courage and roared out the death order to hold on to the left wing. He didn't even bring a dozen hussars with him, because these "personal guards" were vulnerable to the Chaos Warriors.

Cossa made way for Boye, who gradually broke away from the relatively orderly military formation and broke into the chaos in the middle.

There were only a few dozen Chaos Warriors in the middle of the army, but nearly a thousand people were helpless against them.

No one could stand in front of the Chaos Warriors, even Boyer, who had better physical fitness, was almost killed by the formation.

They haven't come into contact with such a powerful enemy for a long time.

Olegboye's chain armor was as brittle as paper in front of the Chaos Battle Axe. Even Nikitaboye, who was wearing plate armor, could not stop the siege of the Chaos Warriors.

The Yankees obviously have no concept of single combat, and a swarm of Chaos Warriors is enough to cut down all mortals.

The soldiers had no time to rescue Nikita Boye, and his armor was smashed by five Chaos Warriors. Gossa only brought back Oleg, who had half of his right arm broken.

The Gossa warriors repeatedly surrounded the Chaos Warriors, but which human could stop the demonic minions that were stronger than bears?

An ordinary human being, even a master swordsman, would lose the ability to resist after being knocked to the ground, but the Chaos Warriors could not be pinned down at all.

No one can defend what is behind them. Obviously, the Chaos Warriors are no longer human beings. They do not need to be on guard. Heavy blows that are not powerful enough cannot penetrate the demon armor at all.

Like the legendary steam tanks, they kept crashing through the Gossamer siege, but the heavy siege also limited their lethality. The cracked shields thrown down everywhere were their final results.

Dozens of deformed corpses were mixed among the broken shields, as well as a handful of Chaos warriors who had stopped fighting. Only death could stop them.

What was more terrifying than death was the riot. More and more Norscans rushed into the Kislev army. Their equipment was simple, but they all had violent power.

The Cossacks on the front line fought against them with a ferocity that was not inferior to that of the barbarians. More and more bodies fell on the edge of the snow forest. Leviecboye, who was personally on the front line, kept shouting to inspire the soldiers' courage and fought together under the command of the front line. The officers and soldiers worked hard and managed to maintain their formation in the chaos.

Risking the command of the front line enabled Levich to avoid the Chaos Warriors who were looking for him. The stupid barbarians even mistakenly thought that Nikita, who was wearing luxurious plate armor, was the commander-in-chief of the southerners. Only Valery Boye on the right wing could do this. See clearly.

The fighting on the right was not fierce. This was intentional by the border lords. They had to have a drummer who took charge of the overall situation.

Old Boyer stood on a raised snowdrift and used the telescope from the empire to carefully determine the situation of the Norscans. When he found that the Norscan tribe had been completely trapped, Old Boyer directly hit them with a long spear. On the big drum, the order drum for the charge of the Hussars was sounded.