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Albrecht leads the men and the dwarves to the southeast. Every village in the middle is startled by the freezing.
First of all, I was surprised at the light from Albrecht's whole body, surprised at the great migration of random people, and once again I was surprised at the hordes of Dwarves who had only heard stories, but I thought that I was dreaming about seeing the dragon's head above all.
It didn't matter if they were surprised from Albrecht's point of view. I just wanted to hire some people, but they were so small that I could hardly hire them.
With the consideration of the village chief or ruler, he was able to rest in a barn, warehouse, and people's house, avoiding the icy breeze of the northern part where everything seemed to freeze.
Albrecht gave thanks for his consideration. The problem was, rumors started spreading. Rumor has it Ferdin, a warlord, has come to the entire North, slaying dragons and leading Dwarves and men south.
I don't know if it's just a few people talking, but almost all the Northmen are talking about Albrecht's group.
Northmen did not hide their excitement from the fact that legends and visions were happening on their land, but some of them were greedy.
It has been a week since Albrecht left Hamar with his men. There was still a lot of snow piled up around him, and the difference was that he was going the same way people were going.
Only a few warriors or hunters move near the Sky Mountains, literally, because many people don't move for trade, like the coastal cities of the North.
Albrecht takes a long walk after breakfast. The earliest year of northern winter, I hurried to the middle heaven to get off work early and go home.
The sun shines intensely on the earth in the cloudless sky, but it does not fully drive away the cold. However, it was better if I was receiving the sunlight.
Albrecht's golden armor still receives the sunlight and the light reflected in his eyes, wrapping Albrecht in dazzling light.
How long was it? A few men were on horseback from afar, and hundreds of Northwestern warriors later.
The man who looks like a blacksmith was wearing a luxurious fox fur cloak on his chain armor.
The warriors in the rear were wearing capes in chain armor or gambison, but I also saw many of them wearing fur cloaks like a commander.
Most of them were wearing Northwestern helmets that protect their eyes and noses, holding a round shield with various kinds of drawings, not a spear, but a proximity weapon such as swords, axes, and maces.
There was a saying in the Northern District: If you want to be a true Northern Warrior, at least four of the southern babies have to be alone.
In fact, one of the northern warriors fought the fever of the southern soldiers. That said, apart from horseback riding, one of them was a knight.
Albrecht raised his hand to stop the matrix.
“Halt! Halt! ”
Hrowl shouts like an assistant. Then the procession stopped. Albrecht continues to look at the distant, predatory warriors.
Albrecht turns his head to look at the people. Dozens of warriors from the Heavenly Mountains, hundreds of dwarves and men. Fighting was not a problem, but we had to protect people.
“I will fight with all my life. ”
Gunnar came up on his horse and said,
“Let's just talk about it. Gunnar, stay and protect the people and follow only H'Ralph. ”
After saying that, Albrecht gallops forward. Albrecht comes forward with only one warrior, and there seems to be only a few warriors in his company.
Albrecht smiles from his insides as if he had been robbed, but not ambushed.
"Is it fair to plunder? ’
Northmen often ambushed or raided other areas by boat, but they had to fight fairly within the Northern Hemisphere. Otherwise, he was called a coward.
General Egil has recently heard rumors circulating in the North. At first, I thought it would be absurd to be wandering travelers or rambling, but more and more people started coming up out of their mouths.
So I sent a scout to find out, and he said that the armor of light was leading the Dwarves and their people, and he saw a pile of dragon heads and treasures.
Entering Egil's ears was, above all, a pile of dragon heads and mountain treasures. I thought that many warriors would follow me, and that I would be able to fight for the loot. Armor made of light, it didn't matter who led them.
Then, in front of my eyes, there appeared a person who was really wearing armor made of light. What is that? Did Ferdin really come?
Every warrior outside Egil reacted the same way. Egil's eyes widen while he's away and he stares at what that is for a long time. But when he started to get close, he went ahead, too.
When I stood face to face with him, my eyes opened and I could not see from the front.
“What business do you have with us? ”
Albrecht saw someone who seemed to be the leader of the warriors and said, He frowns, his hands on his forehead and barely looks at Albrecht. It took me a long time to get used to it.
“Leave the body of the dragon and the treasure. Then I'll spare your life. ”
“Is there no other way? ”
“Yes. If we can't communicate, we'll have to speak with the sword and shield." ”
Albrecht glances at you, fixing his face, then shouts out loud.
“I, the mercenary Albrecht, challenge you to a duel! If you're not a coward, fight me! ”
No matter how loud they shouted, the needles of the surrounding forest trembled and dropped their leaves, and the snows that were piled up with vibrating atmosphere were startled and scattered as white as steam. Whether the sun is on Albrecht's side, it still surrounds Albrecht with light.
Egil, who was right in front of you, was as pale as his heart. More than that, I almost fell off my horse. Calm the horse, calm yourself.
Hundreds of warriors behind Egil were surprised that Albrecht was far away when he thundered. Looks like Ferdinand really did come!
The warriors weren't afraid, but they seemed to be weakened. I could not fight the spirit of God. On the contrary, Albrecht's warriors were a hundred times more courageous.
Egil was also a brave warrior when he was young. Experienced and exhausted in battle, but I've never met anyone outside of these specifications, even though I've been through so many different things.
I barely remember what Albrecht said. Duels were one of the sacred acts in the North. Of course, it had to be one-on-one between the parties, but the captain or commanders had already proven valor in the past, and at the same time, they were old enough to raise a great warrior.
“Great, I'll build a great warrior. I must defeat all five of my Great Warriors. ”
Five were nonsense demands. Even if he built a Great Warrior, only one was possible per person. But Egil thought five might not be enough.
However, if Albrecht refused, he had a shallow idea that he could raise his spirits. Wrongful or otherwise, you think the target should have a longer tongue pull out.
Albrecht smiles faintly and holds out his hand. H'Ralph gives you the axe. Albrecht leaps from Schwarz to the nearby snowfields. Standing tall in front of hundreds of warriors, he looks at Egil and says,
“Who will come out first? ”
Egil points to the warrior behind him. Albrecht is a legendary warrior, but he's determined to fight bravely to get to the Hall of Warriors.
The warrior shrugs and stands in front of Albrecht, straightening his shield. Albrecht reaches up and grabs the axe with both hands and strikes it like lightning.
The opposing Pokémon were extremely trained warriors, but they were not able to move at all. Reflexively, you raise your shield and block it, but the shield breaks and the arm is cut off and the axe is stabbed in the chest.
A severed arm falls on the snow. Hot blood seeps into the ground, melting the snow.
Knng! Knng! ”
The warrior stands staggering, not collapsing, even though he is already incapacitated.
Albrecht slaps his head with an axe once again to comfort the warrior. This time, my head flew off, not my arm, and I was buried in the snow.
I used to talk about my 20s when I was talking about the peak in human body age. Albrecht fought the Central War at the age of 16, defeated Amas' elite soldiers at the age of 18, and won the Anglia War at the age of 20 and slaughtered dragons.
Even in the mid-teens and crusades, Albrecht was a monster who surpassed humans, but now he was in his 20s.
Immediately after finishing off one of the Great Warriors, Albrecht looks at Egil and says,
“Next, please. ”
Egil and the warriors freeze for a moment, before another comes to Albrecht. I left the intestine that was torn apart by the corpse and went back over the clean snow.
Albrecht's opponent is nervous, but he doesn't seem afraid. At some point, a smile was raised. A worthy opponent. Then, the opponent's warrior opens his mouth.
“If I fight bravely against you, am I right to go to the Hall of Warriors? ”
Albrecht smiles and says:
“I guarantee it. You will go to the Hall of Warriors. ”
Then you come at me again, and this time you swing the axe across the room. The warrior raises his eyes and stabs himself to death.
However, as the axe shatters the shield, cuts the arm, and completely cuts from the left waist to the right chest, the weak torso falls over the snow.
All of your enemies, including Egil, opened their mouths to those in the intestines. Everyone felt white in their head.
“Next, please. ”
Albrecht once again spoke kindly. The last five warriors fought bravely in front of Albrecht, but none of them looked good. However, not one of them regretted his death. I really liked Albrecht.
After killing all five Great Warriors, Albrecht boldly shouts out in front of hundreds of warriors, ignoring Egil. On the axe held with one hand, blood drips out and the eyes melt.
“No more! I'll fight you all I want! You can all come! ”
Another thunderous command strikes the atmosphere. The snow that was piled up on the floor more intensely than before scattered my eyes.
Then boldly, twelve warriors came forward. They were mostly middle-aged warriors.
“I can only go to the Hall of Warriors today. ”
Albrecht smiled pleasantly. They do not rush at once, but face Albrecht one by one. One of them lies in the snow and vomits the last word, completely cut off from his left shoulder to his right waist.
“It's an honor......”
Albrecht wiped out hundreds of warriors again. There was no fear in their eyes, only a frightening light. Albrecht turns back to Schwarz, wielding his axe to drain the blood. Blood falling in the snow field melts my eyes.
You climbed up to Schwarz and handed the axe over to Herolf. Hrrolf receives an axe politely with both hands, his face filled with loyalty.
Albrecht drives his horse, ignoring the road again, and taking his stand in front of hundreds of warriors.
“Anyone who wants to follow me can follow me! ”
That's what I said to Hrowl.
“Start the procession. ”
“Yes.”
Hrrolf leads the procession back out on the road. The warriors who were originally here to plunder the procession only make way for the procession. Albrecht still looks down at them with his light armor on.
As the procession passes, the warriors begin to follow behind one or two procession, and all hundreds follow Albrecht's procession. Only Egil remains in the gut.
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