Eagle Flag of Epirus - v8 Chapter 92

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“Don’t let the people under the mountain look down upon our Qingshigang tribe! Whoever dares to come over let us cut off his head!” Bogdani waved his axe and cheered for the companions behind him.

The other mountain people are not to be outdone,

“Yes, let the scumbags of Epirus taste the power of our axe!”

“Since Mudsha and Qingshigang have said so, there is nothing terrifying about our Panyan tribe!”

“The same goes for the stalactite tribe!”

The mountain people who reinvigorated their fighting spirit took up the shields in their hands. The courage is commendable, but courage alone cannot protect the bows, arrows, axes and blades. Bogdani, who knows this well, is not making the tribal warriors the same as before. Rushing fiercely, on the contrary, the Albanians chose to start to close the hedgehog formation at this time.

“Look!” He pointed at the antlers in front of him with an axe and shouted: “Take this line as the line. We are responsible for defending this place. No matter what happens, keep the formation and rely on each other, never leave the team, and never let go. Any enemy enters between us. Regard the enemy in front of us as the lifeblood of a wild man who wants to tarnish his wife. Any **** who dares to penetrate will cut it down and feed the wild dogs.”

Bogdani gave up his two-handed axe and picked up a shield. At this time, his axe struck **** the shield and made a loud noise. “Long live Moria’s little fox!” he cried. The people from the Qingshigang Department immediately followed up, and then the Mudsha Department, the Rock Department, and the Stalactite Department also shouted.

“Long live the little fox! Long live the little fox!”

This is the tradition of the clan and tribe. Warriors will consciously shout the totem of the clan when fighting. The unknown mountain people obviously regard Justinian’s black fox hunting flag as a totem symbol. Although they can’t talk about allegiance to Justinian, the survival of the mountain people now depends on whether Justinian’s support behind them is timely, so the Albanians at this time cheered themselves up in this way.

At the same time, the Epirus army that launched the counterattack was also close at hand.

Right in front, a group of Epirus spearmen formed a square formation, like an iron wall pressing up against the Albanians, and Bogdani led the Qingshigang tribe to take the lead in the battle. Faced with a large array of long spears, the brave mountain people held a shield, and while dodges, they used the shield to protect the vitals to block the stab attack, but even so, one of them was accidentally shot through the chest by the tip of the gun and died on the spot. With a dozen of his companions down, Bogdani leaped into the enemy line with a roar. His power was amazing, and he was also wearing two chain mails from Justinian’s bargaining. The brave mountain people abruptly defeated the spear phalanx with their bodies under the spear shrouded from all directions. With such a gap, the other Albanians immediately seized the opportunity, and the javelin thrown fell into the unprotected crowd of Epirus soldiers, raising countless blood.

Under such heavy pressure, Epirus’ gun formation was in chaos and collapsed and had to choose to retreat. On the other hand, when Bogdani, who had been killed out of the crowd, was found by other mountain people, he stood up unharmed, and with his tomahawk in his hand, he continued to attack wildly.

“Suppress them and fight, don’t give the mountain people a chance to breathe!”

At the first moment of unexpectedly gaining an advantage, Bogdanigao called: “The brave warriors of the mountain clan will come with me!” There is no doubt that the warrior leader of the Qingshigang tribe enjoys a high level among other tribes. Prestige, and his performance just now completely convinced everyone. The Albanian mountain people with the same enemy wielded heavy weapons such as giant axes or two-handed swords, chasing and killing the dispersed Epirus soldiers like beasts. But at this moment, a shower of arrows fell on their heads. Bogdani did not react to what was going on. In short, the arrowheads treated Albanians and Epirus equally, shooting through their bodies or drilling. Through the shield armor, the strong force was even nailed to the ground on the spot. He hurriedly raised his shield to cover the arrow rain, and the Epirus soldiers who fled for a while and the Albanian mountain people who were chasing them were killed and injured. This made Bogdani had to order the tribal warriors to give up the pursuit.

Of course, it was Nicholas who commanded the army to shoot arrows. He saw that the forward was defeated, but he completely ignored that his soldiers would be accidentally injured, and ordered his strong crossbowmen to shoot directly at the deadly rain of arrows.

“If there is advancement but not retreat, those who dare to retreat will be severely punished without lending!”

The Epirus soldiers who were frustrated in the offensive were once again given strict orders from His Royal Highness Nicholas. Under threat, they could only choose to bite the bullet and continue to advance and fight the Albanians. This time, under the instruction of Nicholas, a tall black warrior in the army also went into battle personally. He was a burly figure, a full head higher than the others, and the armor on his body was also tightly protected. Even his face wore a terrifying iron mask.

He was the first to rush into the battlefield and greeted a stalactite tribe’s mountain people who rushed towards him. The mountain people held a giant axe and smashed towards his front door, but saw the black warrior raise his two-handed sword and wave. He opened the axe and cut off the head of the mountain man with another sword in his backhand.

Seeing that their companions were killed, several Albanians from the Sandstone Rock Tribe rushed over to avenge themselves. The mountain people who knew that the two-handed swords were powerful in one hand surrounded the black warrior with a shield in one hand and a hammer or hatchet in one hand. . But no matter how they hacked and hammered, their rain-like attacks seemed to hurt the black warrior. Instead, the opponent’s huge sword slammed away, and the mountain people’s shields splashed around like children’s toys. Under such a heavy blow, several people fell to the ground on their backs, and even their arms were sore that they could not move. At this critical moment, Bogdani raised his battle axe high and appeared behind the black warrior, screaming and slashing fiercely.

The black warrior immediately noticed that he turned to resist, and what the Commander Qingshigang wanted was to give his compatriots a chance to escape.

Seeing the opponent holding a sword against him, Bogdani, who has always been arrogant, is also under pressure. The tall black warrior is obviously stronger than him, and the armor on his body looks stronger than the chain mail he wears.

How can we beat the opponent, the Albanian warrior chief thought in his heart.

But at this time, the black warrior had already pounced, and a sword struck him over his head. Bogdani quickly raised his axe to block, and the sword and axe intersected. He immediately understood that the opponent’s strength was much greater than him, but he didn’t know if it was because of the armor that the speed of the black warrior’s two-handed sword was not very fast.

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“Go to hell!” grumbled under the black samurai mask and rushed towards Bogdani. The Albanian man reluctantly lifted his shield in time. Although the opponent was not fast at swinging his sword, he sprinted like a bison he encountered in the mountains. He had to take this violent blow. Bogdani felt that he was going to fall apart. Dizzy.

But at the moment of this flash, Bogdani was on time, put down the axe in his hand, and slammed his hand on the black warrior’s mask. After eating enough of the whole body, the metal interface was abruptly torn off, and the black samurai’s mask was pulled off by Bogdani. But the black samurai pulled back his sword and covered his face with his hands. Metal gloves made a terrible noise on his helmet, but Bogdani could still see the opponent’s **** face.

“It’s disgusting, if your father has to stuff you into your mother’s belly.” At first sight, the Albanian warrior captain subconsciously commented.

This completely angered the black warrior. He put down his covering hand and looked at Bogdani viciously with the face that made people look like a nightmare, and roared:

“Give me to die!”

He rushed towards Bogdani again like a beast as before, trying to smash it to pieces, but the warrior commander who had already prepared dropped the shield that was about to shatter to greet him.

Just like hunting bison in the valley, the agile man jumped up to the shoulders of the black warrior, and pulled out the hunting knife from his waist. Bogdani saw the timing, strangling the opponent’s chin with one hand and holding the other hand. The sharp blade pierced into the opponent’s face.

“You are the one to die!” He told him, the hunting knife was pulled out of it, and an astonishing amount of blood poured out on the battlefield.