Chapter 326
2021-01-06
Chapter 326 "Fair" DuelThe addition of a new force changes the situation, but the North side still prevail.
Even Euron's Shade of the Evening-soaked brain can figure this out: how many treasures any oneself snatch from across the narrow sea, how many Magic props from the ruins of Valyria? The overall strength gap between North and Iron Islands is nearly ten times. If he wants to win this war, he must seize the opportunity of this unexpected encounter with Robb Stark to achieve the "beheading" of the enemy.
This was his original plan, and the only way out right now, and he did.
Among the dozens of people who followed behind Euron, half were the nobles of the Iron Islands, and it was better than nothing; Tongue's outlaw battle strength is much stronger than ordinary pirates. This half-dumb reserve team, although unable to let out a roaring roar, was like a hot knife cutting butter, unstoppable and rushed into the battle group. Belor rushed in front of several young North nobles in an instant, and collided with the soldiers who were protecting them.
"peng" and "peng" muffled a few times, and a shadow at the front pushed through the human wall and knocked away several soldiers, and first came to a few young North nobles, murderous- Looking at the crowd.
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The visitor had black hair and beard, blue lips, and a piece of scale armor that no one had ever seen before. It is as dark as smoke, and it looks light and unusual on the wearer. It covers the whole body and is airtight, but it does not affect the movement like the most delicate silk. The edges of the black scales flickered with strange red gold, and as the owner's movements alternated between light and dark, various patterns and symbols engraved on the surface were vaguely revealed, showing a strange dynamic.
Euron raised the large battle axe in his hand and pointed the tip at the North crowd: "Who! Is that Robb Stark?"
No one is in the mood to see the weird Battle on Euron. Armor, let alone answering his question, the North people who were facing the remaining Iron Island soldiers focused all their attention on the battle in front of them, and the few people who had just been knocked down also picked up their weapons and stood up, cooperating with the crowd. The children of the families around Robb exchanged their eyes and yelled at the enemy generals who rushed into the crowd recklessly.
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Because of the differences in living environment, culture and beliefs, the northerners do not open their mouths to the spirit of knight and keep their mouths on honor and morality like the southerners. They pay more attention to reality and care about "Doing" is more than "speaking" - duels are duels, wars are wars, the enemy is so ignorant of them, and does not seize the opportunity to kill him, does he really push the handsome from House Head to his duel?
Between the flying of cold light, at least four guys found good attacking positions at the same time and hit Euron, but the maniac only used the battle axe to open a weapon that slashed at oneself's forehead, and the remaining three were all used The body forcibly resisted.
The two weapons slashed across the scales with sparks, leaving only faint white marks; and the last sword was the vest in the center, firmly pinned between the two metal scales. He tried his best and even put his weight on him to stab him forward, but in the end he couldn't get through this thin layer of metal, and only pushed Euron's body to the side.
Although Valyria's steel armor blocked the blade of the weapon, it couldn't stop the penetration of the impact channel. The back of Crow's Eye was hurting, and the madness aroused by the Shade of the Evening and the Magic on the metal armor became more and more intense. , turned around and glared, bared his teeth with force, and raised the long-handled axe in his hand. The North soldier who was still holding the sword immediately broke his arms and flew into the air with his weapon, blood gushing like a spring.
In the screams, the fierce battle continued, and the rest of the Iron Island sailors who were one step behind Euron also rushed into the gap he made after their king, and fought with the rest of the North soldiers. Intractable.
No one could take care of the soldier with the broken arm. He breathed a sigh of relief. Robb and a few people around him launched a siege again. Several weapons attacked Euron in turn, but he still repeated the same trick, only dodging the attack. With the few moves facing the door, he squatted slightly to stabilize his body, and let the remaining swords ping, stab or slash his chest, abdomen, lower plate, and thighs.
Wearing a Valyria outfit, strengthened by Black Magic and stimulant potions, Euron is like a solid rock standing in the middle of the sea, let the waves blow and the wind blow, I will stand still!
Then, he looked for a crack and launched a counterattack, and the black battle axe in his hand drew a semi-circle with a maddening sound of breaking through the air.
A soldier in full-body armor can also ignore ordinary swords like this, but it is impossible to be so swift and ferocious when fighting back, and it is seamless. Ed Karstark did not have time to dodge when the shiny black blade of the long-handled axe appeared in front of one's eyes, and he blocked the vertical sword. With the crisp sound of "Dang", he even cut his sword in half. The scene became more and more bloody and horrifying.
"Master Ed Young!" screamed a desperate cry from one of the Karstark's guards.
This black-haired man who suddenly appeared is not only impervious to sword and spear, but also strong as an ox!
"Don't cut him off, say hello to his head!"
Too late to mourn for his friend, after paying the price for both in a flash, Smalljon finds a way to deal with the sudden appearance of a powerful enemy. The surrounding soldiers responded in unison, all attacking Euron's head.
Yes, it's a pity that there is no helmet! Euron cursed in his heart, but he still had no choice but to switch from offense to defense, dodging threats that could hurt his vitals in the blade light and sword shadows, standing in the center of the battlefield, parrying the pinch attack from all directions with the impossible power of mortals. , Leng is not beaten in the face.
This delay, the rushing dumb sailors also rushed to the captain's side, silently protecting his surroundings, breaking the siege situation of the North people, and making them lose their speed to kill the enemy generals. best chance.
On the battlefield where the forest trail made a temporary cameo appearance, the battle had broken out for several minutes, and the remaining North soldiers who still had battle strength were not at a disadvantage in numbers, but in front of Robb, seize the space. The Euron group, who entered the chapter at the best time, had an advantage over North in part... With the sailors escorting him, he regained his footing and returned to the center of the battlefield.
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"Sir, you must not have an accident, hurry up!"
Smalljon was well-intentioned, but his roar was at least revealing Given the fact that he was not Robb, and there were only a few North nobles left in the field at the moment, after taking a closer look, Euron found the target wearing the armor of the running wolf.
"Evacuate, go to Hell!"
Euron haha laughed, carrying a long-handled axe, and led his subordinates to charge for the second time.
The enemy and ten were unscathed just now. At this moment, the number of locals is no longer disadvantaged. Crow's Eye, which is equipped with Magic equipment, is really imposing. Gu Gu, without a trace of worry, waved the weapon in his hand before approaching, adjusted his posture, and swept another fiercely towards the young master of North.
Although he has received good training, Robb is not known for his martial power after all. In the face of this powerful offensive, he did not learn the lesson of the young Eddie who was cut in half, and still instinctively raised his sword to block.
"Unstoppable!"
"Be careful!"
A few people beside me reminded, but it was too late. Fortunately, the Winterfell guard closest to Robb was in time. The shield rushed and jumped between the two of them, blocking the direct attack of the battle axe with the thick solid wood board in his hand.
After a loud bang, the shield snapped in half, and the loyal guard was slammed into Robb, bleeding from the nose and mouth without a sound. And even this buffered power still shot Robb behind him like Hitting the Cow Behind the Mountain. Not an opponent at all, after all, he tripped under his feet in the endless retreat, fell backwards and sat on the ground.
The tiger's mouth and arms are numb, and there is a nausea in the chest, and even the brain can't turn around under such a ferocious attack. If Igor stood in Robb's position to experience this He would have thought that Euron was Others in human skin... The Winterfell soldiers who kept rushing towards the Savior were chopped down and hacked to death one by one. This time, no one could help within three meters. Euron couldn't wait. The ground held the battle axe high for the last time, and fiercely fell.
It's true that no one has time to save Robb, but fortunately he has inhuman companions.
A smoky-grey shadow slammed out of the side at this moment, biting Euron's right arm, and relying on the weight and inertia brought by the huge size, it finally brought the devil-like enemy down.
Direwolf stepped on Euron's chest, and the upper and lower jaws that bit his arm tightened fiercely, but he seemed to bite an iron rod in his mouth. none. Before he could think about it, Grey Wind noticed the sound of the weapon breaking from behind, and was about to let go and jump away to look for the next opportunity, but the enemy biting under his mouth threw away the battle axe and died with the other free arm. Holding its head, Direwolf, who weighs more than 300 kilograms, was actually given a sturdy throat lock by a human who weighs only half of oneself!
"Damn beast!" Euron's eyes widened, and he let the giant wolf drive oneself to roll around on the ground, his four claws left one after another white mark on the Valyria armor covering his body, and his arms were fierce He exerted force and locked its neck like iron pliers: "Since you are in such a hurry to die, I will skin you first, and then deal with your master!"
Although it is extremely powerful, But it's still a little difficult for a person to strangle Direwolf... But you know, there are countless fully armed sailors with knives and swords around Euron!
"Grey Wind!" Robb got up from the ground with his hands and feet on the ground, picked up his weapon and wanted to fight alongside Direwolf, but found that the fine steel sword had already been covered with curled edges and gaps, and his right arm was completely sore and numb. I lost my strength, I couldn't even lift it.
Just as he was about to switch his sword to his left hand to fight, Smalljon rushed behind him, hugged his own emperor, moved towards the remaining Winterfell guards and shouted: "I'm not going to bring you guys soon. My lord, go, here—I'll come to the rear of the palace!"
Faced with an opponent who seemed like a devil came out of Hell, the only two Winterfell guards were left with lingering fears. Surrounded by the rest of the North soldiers who were rushing in regardless of the danger at all costs, they dragged Robb Stark back towards the way when all the horses were scared away.
The last scene the young North guard can see before he is forcibly dragged away from the danger is Direwolf of oneself because he is restricted from moving and unable to dodge, and the mute's slashed body, and little Jon Umber raised his sword to meet the fearless back of his pursuers.
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(end of this chapter)