king of ros

Chapter 417

"Harald!"

When the voice containing anger sounded, Harald just pulled out his sword from a corpse, and in front of him was the fearful Ross bodyguard.

The giant Norwegian king is really like a lunatic in battle, and none of them can resist this lunatic. All sieges against the Norwegian king have failed. This monster is not a guy who can be defeated by numbers!
The voice made the king of Norway suddenly interested. It seems that he came to seek revenge from him. Very well, the furious avenger is a very good enemy. He has killed many famous warriors and nobles. The men in these families All good enemies.

And what the King of Norway saw was indeed a furious face as he expected, it was a guy dressed as a Polish knight, and his followers were running towards them.

That face looked familiar to Harald, but the King of Norway didn't think much about it. He killed too many people. He didn't know who it was, and he didn't bother to think about it. Anyway, this person must have died by his sword.

After gesturing to the subordinates behind him, the Norwegian warriors spread out tacitly, focusing on blocking the knight's retinue. They knew that His Majesty the King was going to play with that furious young man.

The Polish knight came quickly, and the tip of the spear in his hand was shining. Harald's eyes were quick, and he swung his sword to block. The spear was missed, but then the spear pierced the king's leg, and Harald slammed down the shield. Spear shafts were broken by the slamming shield.

The Polish knight was very straightforward. He threw down the rotten spear and waved his hand behind him. Another spear was thrown over. The knight caught it directly and swiped a spear at the king.

The scene just now made Harald raise his eyebrows. It seems that he met an opponent this time, which is good, and he didn't come up to waste his weapons.

And he remembered something, this kid looked like an Anglo-Saxon, which made him think of a possibility.

"Boy, what's your name?"

The King of Norway asked about this young man dressed as a Polish knight. Beside them, the Polish squires and Norwegian warriors fought, swords and shields collided eagerly like lovers.

"Magnus Godwin."

The man reported his family, and then waved his spear as if to show off.

"Ha, Godwin's brat, do you think you can defeat me? Young man, you have too little experience, leave the battlefield, I don't want a good seed to be gone like this."

Since he was the son of Godwin who had defeated him, Harald couldn't help saying a few more words. Obviously, this man would achieve better results after a few more years of experience, but Magnus didn't appreciate it at all.

"I have nothing to do with the robbers of the sea!"

Magnus has a great hatred for the Norse people, because he has seen how the seafarers destroy his hometown and his country, and it is also because of the war with the Norwegians that his father lost so much strength, and his father will fail.

As a result, he was forced to flee the motherland. His brother relied on Irish mercenaries to restore the country, but in the end he failed. Seeing that resistance was hopeless, he could only leave England and come to the Polish court.

Because of his martial arts skills, the Polish king attached great importance to him and made him the lord of an important city in Poland. As a gratitude to the king, no matter what kind of war, he rushed to the forefront.

Originally, he had no idea of ​​revenge, but after hearing that Harald would participate in the Great War in Ross, he took the initiative to join the Polish Expeditionary Force. After the war began, he had been waiting for Harald to appear, and it was like , he finally caught Harald.

Although it is impossible to avenge William, it is still possible to avenge Harald here. The huge hatred is now all concentrated on Harald.

Magnus' spear attacked, stabbing at his thigh again, the blow was quick and hard, but Harald still blocked it with his shield, but the force from above made the king a little bit tongue-tied.

But it was only a feint, and Magnus reversed the weapon with unbelievable speed, and the broad blade of the lance slashed at the king's head with such force that Harald hadn't expected it to happen.

After the defense just now, the king knew that if the blow was hit firmly, even if his helmet resisted the attack, he would have to faint next, but the warrior instinct helped him, and Harald subconsciously leaned back to avoid it. , the whole body turns accordingly.

Harald's flexibility did not conform to that rough appearance at all, and Magnus subconsciously jumped back, and Harald's reaction was somewhat unexpected. It should be so flexible.

"My boy, it's rare to see a man use his spear so well."

The king sighed, feeling even more pity in his heart, he had never doubted his ability, he firmly believed that this young man would die by his sword.

Magnus continued to stab without looking at him. The king, who was prepared for his speed, raised his shield to block the front, and then the spears fell on the shield like a storm, and Harald was getting more and more I am amazed at this person's ability, and feel more and more regretful in my heart.

It's a pity, who told you to stand in front of me.

The King of Norway felt a little regretful, but it was just a pity. He didn't know how many future talents would be buried in the battlefield, but this was the battlefield.

Seizing the opportunity, the Norwegian king suddenly opened the shield, and then kicked the spear with precision, kicking it up.

Next, according to common sense, when his sword was swung down, the young man could only use the spear to defend, and how could the spear block his sword...?

Harald's thinking stopped abruptly, because he was too surprised, because Magnus didn't dodge all the time, but instead held the sharp sword that was chopped down, he stabbed the spear into Harald's shoulder, and the ring armor Not parrying the blow, Harald felt a pain he hadn't suffered in years.

And the sword of the king of Norway had already cut into the shoulder of the Anglo-Saxon, and cut so deep that the whole shoulder was about to be cut off, and Magnus was dead.

"Life for injury... I haven't seen such a ruthless character for a long time..."

Harald looked at Magnus's eyes full of death. He didn't expect that this young man would go so far in order to cause trouble for him, and he was willing to sacrifice his life for injury.

But Magnus just smiled, and there was sadness in that smile, but there was also joy. Few people hurt Northern Thunder, and he did it.

Whether it was a little funny or not, he died on the road of revenge after all. Although he was a little deceitful, at least he didn't have to feel guilty about fleeing England when he died.

From this point of view, he is here to die.

The eyes of the King of Norway were full of awe. As a Valhaladnoth warrior, he respected real warriors, and Harald felt a little envious in his heart.

If he was a follower of Odin, his glorious death would be enough for him to enter the Hall of Valor.

Magnus' body fell, Harald drew his spear, and then blood gushed out, and the Norse warriors rushed to protect the king and help him treat the wound.

Thorgill came the fastest. He helped the King of Norway bandage the wound, and the king took another look at Magnus's body. He had no intention of restraining the body.

War is like this, falling on the battlefield is the highest glory, and then he rushed to the battlefield with an even crazier attitude.

As a person who intends to be in the Hall of Valor, Harald has already made up his mind that he will strive to be in the Hall of Valor today to witness the supreme glory that belongs to soldiers.

But it will be miserable for those who stand in front of Harald. The king's pursuit of Valhalla does not mean that he wants to die. What he wants is to meet a strong enemy and then die gloriously on the battlefield. Just go to hell.

These people couldn't even hurt the king, let alone kill him, they could only be slaughtered by him.

The wound on the shoulder did not affect Harald's actions at all, and the fierceness of his next battle made everyone feel terrified. He was chopped in half and his head flew into the sky. The scene was extremely tragic.

Roman, the leader of the guards, tried to block the king of Norway, but was stabbed by the king soon, and then was carried down.Svyatoslav's personal troops couldn't stop this Norwegian lunatic at all, they could only use numbers to entangle this lunatic, and these veterans also became frightened.

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(End of this chapter)