Vikings: Journey of the Juggernaut

Chapter 160: I’m going to kill ten for Finn’s death

"Amazing, this is the reward promised to you." Willot threw out the small sack containing 30 silver coins with some heartache.

Rayleigh caught it steadily and threw it back: "There is no need for reward money, but there is one thing that I may need your help with."

During the year at Calamity Manor, I had accumulated a lot of money, and my family had nearly a thousand silver coins in my savings. It was completely different from the poor life in the past. There was no need to spend a lot of money at the moment, so I was not short of such a small amount.

"I don't know what it is?" Willot put away the money and breathed a sigh of relief, otherwise it would be really difficult to explain to Wendy.

"It's a small matter. I'll come back to you later." Reilly returned towards Blacksmith Street.

"What a strange person." Willot looked at the leaving figure, thinking for a moment.

The black sword-shaped war pattern has indeed never been seen before, but it is covered up by the sword-shaped war pattern, and it also shows black pupils, which seems to have been seen somewhere.

……

The next day, Rayleigh came to the blacksmith shop, and Delph looked with a smile:

"Ren, I heard that you killed Dorne with a hammer on the clay battlefield yesterday. I thought you were good at using a sword, but I didn't expect that you are best at using a hammer. Your strength is really suitable for using a hammer."

"I'm also good with a sword," Rayleigh replied.

Delph shook his head: "You are so young, how can you be so good at so many things? Using a sword requires a lot of skills and time to practice. It is a good thing for young people to have confidence, but they cannot be so proud and complacent that they become a big talker." people."

Rayleigh: "..."

Delph continued to teach: "Just talking about the sword Dorne, if you hadn't used some tricks to block it with a sword scabbard, he didn't know you well and thought he was facing a little blacksmith who didn't know how to fight. So you are careless, otherwise it will be difficult for you to defeat him, right?"

Young people tend to be arrogant when they have some achievements, and they were the same back then. As a result, they became the lame they are today and lost their qualifications as warriors.

This Renne's talent is really good, and he is extremely diligent, but we cannot let this outstanding boy indulge in arrogance and ruin his life. He needs to be beaten and educated.

"To play at that level, you don't need small tricks." Reilly told the truth.

Delph was very happy to hear this. This kid, who had been completely analyzed by himself, still didn't admit it and was still talking big words.

"I don't know what your level is, let's compare."

Delph casually picked up an unopened sword and said, "I'm going to teach you some sword skills. Renn, listen up. Sword skills are very important..."

Before he finished speaking, the sword in his hand suddenly attacked and stabbed the young man in front of him.

Keng——

Rayleigh flicked the sneak attack sword easily and said humbly: "What is the most important point?"

"Um... you just have to stay focused at all times to prevent someone from suddenly attacking you." Delph was a little surprised. He originally thought of attacking the young man secretly and then educating him, but he didn't expect to react so quickly.

He said again: "You have done a good job in this regard, but this alone is not enough. Swordsmanship is more important in terms of one's own hard power."

"My hard power is indeed far from enough." Reilly admitted.

"You're good for recognizing that."

Delph expressed satisfaction that the guy in front of him stopped talking nonsense and limped out of the blacksmith shop. "Let me see your level of hard power. Which areas are your weak links and need more improvement."

The sparring session began, and Delph made a one-handed slash, which was easily parried.

"Strength, speed, and reflexes are all very good."

Delph praised him and continued to attack, first with a thrust, which was bounced away, and then with a sweep, which was bounced away, and then with a series of slashes, which bounced away——

After twenty or thirty moves in the exchange, Delph was speechless. He didn't understand how this young man's blocking skills were so strong. He couldn't find any weak points. He was probably much stronger than when he was younger.

Such hard power is far from enough. This Renn is not an honest person.

From the corner of his eye, he saw many blacksmiths standing around watching. Delph couldn't help but continued: "Swordsmanship, the most important thing is physical strength. You must have the ability to fight continuously."

"Teach me, my physical strength is indeed far from enough." Reilly admitted again.

Is it not enough?

Maybe this time it's true.

Delph suddenly became more motivated to fight. He wielded the long sword like a tiger and made wind for fifty moves. Then he changed his hand and made fifty moves again——

I saw that Ren was still holding the sword in his right hand as before, without a drop of sweat, blocking various attacks easily and effortlessly.

No matter how stupid you are at this time, you will realize that the skill of the guy in front of you with a sword is unfathomable.

Delph was a little doubtful about life. He put away his sword and said: "No fight, Ren, I can't teach you your level of swordsmanship. You also said that your strength and physical strength are far from enough. You are really not honest at all."

No wonder he was able to kill Dorn the Mouth Sword with one move, simply by crushing him with hard power, rather than relying on the battle of wits and courage spread by the outside world.

"..." Rayleigh just laughed twice and did not refute.

Compared with what I pursue, it is indeed far from enough, but I did not refute this good-looking blacksmith. During this period, I also taught myself a lot of blacksmithing skills.

The two walked into the blacksmith shop.

"Ren, you have such strength at such a young age, and you will definitely become famous in Scandinavia in the future. I just happen to have a divine grace stone here. Don't you want to recast the family sword, so I gave it to you. "Delph took out a blue stone the size of a baby's fist.

"That's not possible. How about I buy it and calculate the money." Rayleigh's eyes moved.

The God's Grace Stone is the essence of the stone marrow of the mine. Even if a mine is hollowed out, not much of this precious thing will be produced. Every fine sword will be mixed with some of this stone marrow essence, and the forged sword will be stronger. and tenacity.

It is said that the famous sword Rainbow Bridge of the God of War Kurag is a naturally formed sword of divine grace dug out of the mine.

This kind of stone also comes in various colors. It is said that red divine grace stone has a burning effect, cyan increases sharpness, black is heavier, blue is like water and has elasticity, and purple is said to have the effect of attracting thunder on rainy days...

For example, the Burning Sword has a large piece of red grace stone added to its casting; another example is the famous thunder hammer in the hands of the lord of the hill in Crocodile City... The Rainbow Bridge is extremely rare and has multiple colors at the same time.

This precious stone in the hands of the blacksmith is worth at least five hundred silver coins.

"There's nothing wrong with it. If you keep it, it will be a dead thing. If one day, I can see you and your family's long sword become famous, it will not be considered as an insult to this stone."

Delph said without any doubt, "That's it. Give me your family sword."

"Ok."

Rayleigh handed over the sword. From what he had learned during this period, the overall casting level of the Blacksmith Street in Crocodile City was very high.

The city lord, Master Shan, has the reputation of being the ‘first blacksmith in the central region’.

"Your scabbard is also very rough and needs to be reforged." Delph pulled out the sword and took a look. The sword was engraved with 'Bastian', a family he had never heard of.

Feeling the material again, I can feel that this sword has gone through the wind and frost of battle, and it is also made with divine grace stone, otherwise it would have been completely damaged.

……

For the next month, until spring arrived, Raleigh did not go to the clay battlefield, but indulged in the life of a blacksmith.

On this day, an unexpected thing happened. A large number of soldiers paraded a prisoner through the streets.

"Attention everyone in Crocodile City, there are rumors that the North is trying to invade our central part this year, and many spies have been sent there. If you see any strangers from the North, please report it in time." Among more than thirty soldiers, a prisoner His face was beyond recognition, his hands were tied up in chains, and he was staggering around. There were soldiers behind him who would whip him from time to time.

The leading soldier captain shouted again: "Especially the young mercenaries, the Calamity Knights under the leader of the war whale, have sent many talented knights. When seeing young warriors with outstanding talents, everyone should be more cautious."

Rayleigh looked over and recognized that the prisoner was Finn from the Conch Tribe. He didn't know why he was captured.

"Tomorrow at noon, the spy will be executed at the North Gate..." The voice and the soldiers on the street gradually faded away.

He looked away and calculated the gains and losses in his mind. Parading in such a grand manner, it was conceivable that there would be a trap at the north gate to lure you into a trap.

In one day, there was no time to go back to the north to find help. Not to mention Fein, who has an average relationship, even if a dog, horse or turtle is caught, whether it is worth risking his life to fight, you have to consider it.

However, if you save Finn, it will also be beneficial to the future, so you can only try it.

……

That night, Rayleigh went to the Giant Wolf City and found the wolf warrior Willot.

"Tell me what you want. If you have a little trouble, I can help you." Willot remembered that the blacksmith didn't ask for his bounty, it was just for a favor.

Lei Li said: "I want to meet the leader of your giant wolves."

"Meet our leader?" Willot was a little confused. Judging from the age of the man in front of him, he obviously did not have the ability to assassinate. "If that's all you need, I'll take you there."

On the way to the leader's longhouse, Willot asked doubtfully: "I always feel like I have seen you somewhere."

"Of course, I am also from the North."

"Are you from the North too? It turns out that everyone is a homeless person." Willot suddenly felt a sense of intimacy.

Entering the leader's longhouse, in addition to the angry wolf Gamda, there was also his wife Theresa, a female wolf who was no weaker than Sophia.

"Chief, he said he wants to see you, the blacksmith who hammered Dorne to death on the red battlefield a month ago." Willot introduced.

"Blacksmith, why did you come to see me?" The man exuding a tough guy's temperament turned his eyes.

Lei Li said: "The spy who was arrested today, I wonder if the angry wolf leader can save him?"

As soon as these words came out, the entire longhouse fell silent for an instant.

Save a spy?

Gamda's eyes were like daggers: "I want to know, why did you save him?"

"Because I am also a spy."

……

At noon the next day, Rayleigh did not stand alone, but followed the people on Blacksmith Street to the North Gate.

Amid the excitement and shouting around him, Finn was decapitated with an axe.

Although he revealed his identity in front of the angry wolf and talked about other things, in the end the leader did not agree to rescue Finn.

In the current Crocodile City, the giant werewolves are also outsiders. Their status is actually just being dependent on others, and they are unwilling to take such risks.

……

Four months passed again, and it was mid-summer.

The family sword has been recast, and the entire sword glows with a faint green light and is hidden in a simple iron scabbard. The length is slightly longer than before, not to mention the sharpness, which has gone up a level.

Counting the days, I am preparing to return to the North, but there is one more thing before I leave...

Kill Bloodaxe!

In the nearly half a year since he came to Crocodile City, Rayleigh has been promoted from a blacksmith apprentice to a full-fledged blacksmith. The money he earns is not enough for his food. In addition, his body is growing at the fastest age. Today, his height is 185, and his weight is . With the bonus of sword bones, it far exceeds that of warriors of the same height and build.

In terms of strength, he has half a foot in the Berserker, and there is still one chance to break through, or he can grind through the levels in two or three months.

His natural choice was to break through directly. During this period of time, he continued to hammer, and also learned some hammering techniques from Delph. Now his skill in using the hammer is better than his old skills.

In addition to the sword-lance style, sword-shield style, double-sword style, and sword-axe style, the skills have been upgraded again, with the addition of the sword-hammer style, taking another step towards the path of the sword master.

Of course, the sword hammer style has not yet been completely completed, because the most important actual combat is missing.

In the early morning, Rayleigh came to the red clay city wall with the family sword, which had been upgraded from fine sword to excellent quality, and the hammer.

"Our Skull Splitter is here." An old mercenary joked.

"Who is the Skull Splitter?" More mercenaries and soldiers were confused.

"Nearly half a year ago, I killed the blacksmith who was talking about Zuijian." The old mercenary replied.

Because time has passed so long, most people have forgotten that there was such a thing, and now people recall it again.

"Blacksmith Ren, are you here to fight too?" a mercenary asked.

Crocodile City is only so big. When they went to repair weapons, many mercenaries also knew this official blacksmith.

"Yes." Reilly responded.

"Then you have to be careful." A mercenary reminded.

Dorn, the mouth sword, was killed due to carelessness, but the warriors in the barrier city would not have so many careless warriors. After all, it was a life and death battle.

In sight, the blacksmith gradually walked from the city gate to the barrier city, and the young blacksmith's voice came to his ears: "Anyone can come down."

Just come down?

Everyone on the crocodile city wall was stunned. This blacksmith was crazy. If anyone came down casually, if the other party had a captain, it would not be a suicide.

Although the probability of this is low, after all, captain-level combatants are all respectable figures, and they will not come down to fight a newcomer.

But even so, Renne Blacksmith is still too confident. Maybe it's not too much. Maybe it was the first time I came to the clay battlefield and I said the wrong thing.

A mercenary kindly shouted towards the barrier city opposite: "Come here and compete with our newcomers."

After a short moment, I saw that the barrier city had no intention of taking advantage, and a strange newcomer warrior walked out of the city gate.

When he walked to the battle area outside the horizontal line, there was a gap in the wall of the mercenary, and he saw that the new soldier of the barrier city had been beaten to death by a hammer.

"Can anyone tell me what happened?"

But no one paid attention, and the sound was like thunder:

"Skull Splitter!"

"Skull Splitter!"

After it became quiet, the blacksmith's voice sounded again:

"I'm going to hit ten, so ten people come down."

Hearing this sentence, the people on the city wall fell silent.

(End of this chapter)