Chapter 25: Breaking the Enemy Alone! Wielding a Blade to Sever Arrows!

A Valkyrie?

A Valkyrie? A member of the Norse pantheon?

This discovery caused Deng Ken's expression to change involuntarily; it was even more shocking than when he saw the evil dragon in Bingdao during his causality deduction.

Mortals seemed unable to see this Valkyrie with the naked eye.

She was indifferent to everyone else on the battlefield, ignoring the ordinary soldiers who had died in battle and paying no attention to the deceased who believed in the Monotheistic Sect. Her gaze rested only on the elite units of the Germanic barbarians; only those who were at least one-star combat units could slightly attract the attention of this Valkyrie with silver wings and a silver helmet.

They could not be those who were killed while fleeing.

They had to be Germanic barbarian warriors who were peerless in courage during frontal combat, who viewed fear as nothing, and who believed in the Polytheistic Norse pantheon.

It did not matter if he was surrounded and killed because he charged too recklessly.

As long as his strength was sufficient and he was brave enough, he would be awakened from the battlefield by the Valkyrie, and then, in an invisible soul form, he would be taken away by the Valkyrie and disappear into mid-air.

"Valhalla?"

In an instant, Deng Ken associated this with many things, including his own initial form in the causality deduction—Monster Hunter Deng Ken 【Lower-Tier Einherjar】.

He suddenly realized one point: if the extinguishing of the Olympian sacrificial fires in 394 AD and the closing of the Pantheon gates represented the official demise of the Ancient Greek and Ancient Roman pantheon factions, then there was still one faction of the polytheistic religion of this era that had not been destroyed by the Church.

—The Norse pantheon.

They were rooted in the Germanic barbarians and began a massive invasion of the Roman Empire around 400 AD, causing irreparable and heavy damage to the empire, which was already "fully Christianized" at the time.

This timeline seemed quite interesting.

Shortly after the demise of the Ancient Greek and Ancient Roman pantheons, the Germanic barbarians of the North began their barbarian invasions, wave after wave, striking at the territories of the Roman Empire.

The westward expansion of the Huns was not necessarily the only reason.

"And the subsequent Viking invasions..."

"Scandinavia, the most ferocious batch of Nordic peoples, also began to attack and plunder Europe. They shouted the name of Odin and piloted dragon-headed warships to raid the coastal areas of Europe."

Did this mean that the war of faith between the Monotheistic Sect and the Polytheistic Sect had not yet ended?

The Roman Empire was on the verge of collapse.

It was the Ancient Greek and Ancient Roman pantheon factions that were destroyed by the Monotheistic Sect, while the Norse pantheon still had the strength to fight?

Barbarian invasions?

Did this represent the counterattack of the Norse pantheon?

In this era of the end of the mythic age, where supernatural power was severely restricted, even gods could only use other methods to influence ordinary people to determine the final victory of faith?

Deng Ken did not know if the Ancient Greek and Ancient Roman gods were dead; the Raven Queen Su Lisi only said that they had abandoned their priests.

This was a bit like the mythic games he played in his past life: the pantheon faction was destroyed in the real world, the faith and sacrifices were severed together, and eventually, this pantheon had almost no influence in the real world.

Julian the Apostate could be seen as an imperial emperor supporting the "restoration of the Ancient Greek and Ancient Roman pantheon," but with the emperor's sudden death, the coffin lid was pressed down again.

The Church's liquidation of the remnants and heretics was just to nail the coffin lid shut, with a cross pressed on top.

This was the second supernatural unit Deng Ken had seen marked as "three-star gold": the Valkyrie of Norse mythology. The previous three-star gold unit was George the Monster Hunter; he was a figure in Church mythology, and the story of "Saint George Slaying the Dragon" had been passed down to the twenty-first century.

"It seems that the strength of mythic figures is not so powerful that it is beyond understanding."

Three-star gold.

One could fight them, and one could break their defense, but there was a high probability that he would die suddenly.

Deng Ken still could not fully figure out the supernatural power system of this world, but according to the clues he had obtained so far, the supernatural power of the medieval era was roughly at the level of Middle-earth's Lord of the Rings.

The strength of the Raven Queen Su Lisi in normal times might not necessarily be better than those human incarnations of the Maiar.

As for the Dark Lord Sauron, the Elf Queen Galadriel, the Elf King Elrond, and others, Deng Ken had not yet encountered such powerful existences.

The Raven Queen Su Lisi certainly could not win against Gandalf in melee combat; she would likely be crushed by Gandalf, but her spellcasting ability might be slightly stronger.

After all, the extraordinary magic she displayed when her "divine descent" went out of control was somewhat close to that of the Elf Queen Galadriel, who could kill orc powerhouses in seconds.

At that time, the Raven Queen Su Lisi should have mobilized a trace of divine power; that ancient sacrificial stone allowed her to temporarily possess a portion of the strength of the mythic age.

Whether it was Beowulf or King Arthur, the combat power of those legendary figures should not be much stronger than the Fellowship of the Ring. (Using the Elf Prince as a unit of measurement. Among the enemies fought so far, the strongest was about 0.5 of an Elf Prince.)

After all, after Beowulf slew the dragon, he also died in battle.

The most terrifying supernatural power Deng Ken had seen so far was the wave when the Raven Queen Su Lisi went out of control.

"Severus's strength suddenly increased?"

"Is it because his spellcasting ability recovered after entering the faith region of Celtic mythology? Did he possess the special ability to communicate with animals?"

"Perhaps he can also shapeshift?"

Deng Ken had many puzzles in his heart at this moment, but he could feel the mist shrouding the world gradually dissipating, and he was increasingly able to see the truth hidden in this world.

"The power of the Holy Grail exists."

"Then other holy relics, including the Spear of Longinus, should also be real."

"Indeed, it is better to develop low-key; the water inside the empire is truly too deep."

Deng Ken now really wanted to know if those mythic existences could descend into the human world; there were saints named "Saint" within the Church, which he knew.

On the Norse pantheon side, besides Beowulf, he had not heard of any other powerful legendary figures.

"The island of Britain is the starting point for me to gain a foothold in this world."

"There is no place more suitable than this."

Since Deng Ken crossed over, he had traversed most of the European continent and finally caught a glimpse of the truth of the world.

On the battlefield.

The situation was about as Deng Ken had expected; the Duke of Tintagel's army soon collapsed.

His auxiliary legions were too many, too mixed, and too poor.

The Cantiaci, who still maintained tribal traditions, had too low an organizational level; being frightened by the Saxon barbarians, the war cries alone caused their morale to waver. He was not as skilled at using servant armies as the Mongols, and in the end, his formation was thrown into chaos by his own servant army.

"His only chance was to order the center to hack and kill the routed soldiers who were charging the main camp when the Cantiaci collapsed."

The battlefield situation changed in an instant.

The center must absolutely not be chaotic!

No matter who it was, even if it was his own men collapsing, as long as they charged the central formation, they were to be killed without exception.

He had decisively ordered the killing at that time and still had a tiny chance, but he actually wanted to gather the remnants.

Now there was truly no chance left.

The center was in chaos.

The formations on both wings were crushed by the elite Saxon axemen; they drove the routed soldiers to charge the main camp, directly causing the British command to fall into chaos.

"Follow me!"

A roar erupted on the battlefield; the Saxon barbarian chieftain's guard moved, and the dozens of barbarian noble knights behind followed suit. Do not look at the thousands of horses in stories; on a real battlefield, a charge of nearly a hundred cavalry was already very frightening.

The most spectacular scene in the Battle of the Pelennor Fields in Lord of the Rings actually only used the six thousand cavalry of Rohan.

As long as you have played real battlefield games, if three or four hundred cavalry start running, the formation is also very frightening. If you assemble a cavalry legion of over a thousand people, the entire battlefield is covered with riders everywhere.

That is why there were many fierce generals in ancient times who, with only a few hundred cavalry, could crush ten times the number of enemies.

At this moment, using an old Roman proverb, "The die has been cast."

Whether it was the Hun Empire or the Mongol Empire, when the final heavy cavalry entered the field, that was the moment to decide life and death.

The Germanic barbarians were extremely fierce.

The Goths were one of the branches of the East Germanic barbarians; the chieftains and kingdoms of the Ostrogoths and Visigoths, several of them died on the road of battlefield charges.

And among the current Germanic barbarians, the Franks and the Saxons were also in the first tier.

A wave of charging!

Destroying everything in its path!

The Saxon chieftain's guard directly pierced through the British right wing with a wedge formation; this sharp triangular formation, like a sharp knife, directly became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

A sound of galloping hooves.

The center of the battlefield was crowded with people, and it was impossible to see the situation around them. The British legion could only hear the roar of the cavalry; the charge of over a hundred heavy cavalry was like an overturned boiling pot of oil.

On the entire battlefield, it was estimated that only the Duke of Tintagel's personal guard and the British legion, which imitated the imperial field army, could barely resist.

Except for the elite heavy infantry, no one else could stop the foot-combat legion!

Spearmen were somewhat effective against cavalry, but they couldn't actually stop them; without mobility, on a real battlefield, only heavy infantry could block a wave. Whether they were spearmen was not that important; spearmen only caused more damage in the first wave.

If spearmen could really restrain cavalry, it would be like child's play for the Central Plains dynasties to pull out over a hundred thousand spearmen. (Those who could fight cavalry were all top-tier heavy infantry, such as the Han Dynasty's Trap Battalion, the Tang Dynasty's Mo Dao soldiers, the Song Dynasty's Beiwei Army, etc.)

Once heavy cavalry charged, they were runaway dump trucks.

—Saxon Chieftain's Guard (Heavy Cavalry) (High Morale) (Decisive Moment)!

At this moment.

The Duke of Tintagel hesitated; he did not lead his personal guard to charge and meet the enemy at the first opportunity. By the time he reacted, the entire battlefield was already in a one-sided situation.

Heavy cavalry would only charge directly on the battlefield in one situation.

Both sides had been fighting for a long time.

The physical strength and energy of the infantry had been significantly consumed (fatigue).

A clear flaw appeared in the enemy's line, and the heavy cavalry used their high mobility to grasp the fleeting opportunity and directly deliver the final blow!

This hammer blow smashed the entire battlefield into pieces.

Since ancient times.

Heavy cavalry had always been the final decider on local battlefields; their high cost made any general cautious when using them.

Losing thousands of heavy cavalry in one battle could bring a regional power to the brink of collapse.

When the Mongol Empire swept across Eurasia, once the Mongol heavy cavalry appeared, it was almost the final winning move on the battlefield.

No regrets after the move!

The Saxon chieftain's guard directly pierced through the battlefield from the flank, with over ten cavalrymen guarding the general tightly, ready to die for him on the battlefield at any time.

The barbarian chieftain's personal guard were truly people who would fight to the death!

Let alone these people, in that battle of the rebel exiles, the barbarian rebels inspired by Deng Ken were all guarding his sides tightly with their bodies.

A mountain-collapsing and sea-tsunami-like cheer erupted!

The Duke of Tintagel's personal guard had several people fall from their horses the moment they made contact; in a panic, a dozen personal knights fought to the death to protect him as he broke out of the encirclement, directly abandoning the British legion on the battlefield and retreating toward the rear of the forest.

The main general's personal guard had been defeated, and the battlefield immediately became a one-sided massacre.

The British legion was routed, and a large number of them died on the road while being pursued!

"There is a situation."

The Raven Queen Su Lisi suddenly said: "The British seem to have been defeated!"

The Saxon chieftain's guard was biting tightly behind them, seemingly intending to directly kill the Duke of Tintagel.

"Is he going to die here?"

"If that's the case? Has King Uther already turned into his appearance with Merlin's help and slept with his wife?"

Deng Ken's expression moved, and he said directly: "Stay here and wait for me."

But this time, the situation was different.

Severus shook his head slightly and said: "I will go too."

Deng Ken realized that he had recovered his combat power and nodded slightly.

The Raven Queen Su Lisi stared at Deng Ken and said in a firm tone: "I have recovered quite a bit during this time and can help you!"

This is the island of Britain.

There were still many existences with supernatural power here; she was not questioning Deng Ken's personal martial power, but was worried about encountering other supernatural existences.

Can one gain a foothold in this world?

Can one change history?

Deng Ken wanted to know if he could save this "person destined to die."

The Duke of Tintagel was fleeing in a sorry state under the protection of his personal guard, and only those barbarian chieftain guards were chasing behind; their numbers were not large, and Deng Ken was confident in fighting a battle.

He had never fully trusted King Uther, who had slaughtered wizards.

The Raven Queen Su Lisi did not have much confidence in seeking Merlin's help, just because the other party was one of the wizards best at prophecy in the world.

That island of Bingdao was a retreat left for the Norse pantheon; she was actually pulling teeth from a tiger's mouth. (Using Bingdao as a forward base, one could develop the island of Greenland.)

"Come on!"

"Enter the major events of history from here!"

"As long as the Duke of Tintagel does not die, his power struggle with King Uther will not end. As an outsider, if I want to take root on the island of Britain, I must look for opportunities in the disputes."

"If King Uther completely takes control of the power, it will be even harder for me to rise!"

Starting from his own interests.

Deng Ken did not want a king who unified the island of Britain; he wanted a struggle among heroes, and King Uther must absolutely not hold absolute power.

Kill!

Deng Ken's figure gradually approached the edge of the battlefield; the Duke of Tintagel's personal guard was fleeing in panic and was getting closer and closer to them.

Sharp arrows broke through the air.

Deng Ken fired a shot at a forty-five-degree angle, directly knocking the Saxon rider who had rushed into the forest off his horse. The forest affected shooting, but fortunately, his archery was high enough, and his feel at this moment was excellent.

Master-level combat skills were the beginning of a qualitative change.

—Call Mount.

With a whistle, an ownerless warhorse galloped over.

First kill!

Severus moved quickly; he issued a series of ancient whispers, and the enemy's warhorse in front seemed to suddenly stop listening to commands, directly galloping toward his position. Then the warhorse suddenly raised its hooves, and amidst the neighing, the Saxon rider was in a panic and almost fell off.

The warhorse was out of control.

The Druid's supernatural power had affected it.

Severus flew up and knocked the enemy off with a hammer, blew his head off with the second hammer on the spot, and then quickly flipped onto the horse.

After staying with Deng Ken for a long time, he also liked blowing heads off.

He had truly become an elite unit!

Severus influenced the enemy's warhorse through some strange supernatural ability and captured and tamed it.

A Druid is indeed still a Druid.

Arrows flew from the hand of the Raven Queen Su Lisi; the Witch Anya made the warhorse panic, and the two witches joined forces to cause chaos among a small team of enemy cavalry.

—Resting Parthian Shot!

Second kill!

Deng Ken fired an arrow, knocking down a chieftain's guard; the Raven Queen Su Lisi flipped onto the horse and still had the energy to take the slave girl to ride together. The slave girl didn't know how to speak much, was born with a stutter, and basically had no presence along the way; she just served the two witches.

Only then did the Saxon riders react in a panic; Deng Ken turned back to pull the bow, fired continuously, and shot another enemy to death with two consecutive arrows.

Third kill!

"Be careful!"

"It's a sharpshooter!" The Saxon riders were in a panic.

At this time, the Witch Anya also whispered softly, as if summoning, and an ownerless warhorse automatically came to her side; her riding skills were good, and she also flipped onto the horse to follow.

A group of five people.

After Severus recovered his strength, they finally had the look of an elite squad.

Deng Ken's figure took the lead!

He directly rushed out of the forest and intercepted the chieftain's guard pursuing the Duke of Tintagel halfway. These people were very strong, all one-star units, and among them, two were marked as two-star, noted as Saxon elite noble knights.

"Are there reinforcements?"

Someone in the Duke of Tintagel's personal guard reacted, but they only saw one person, their expressions were very hesitant, and they continued to flee in a rush.

Deng Ken went to the meeting alone!

The other four retreated along the forest after capturing horses, while the witches looked for opportunities to assist with long-range spellcasting.

Their melee combat ability was too poor, and their riding skills were not high enough.

—Resting Parthian Shot!

Deng Ken drew his bow on horseback, one hundred and eighty degrees, turned back and fired an arrow, knocking down another person, but the opponent was wearing a heavy helmet and was not shot through, just fell off the horse and was seriously injured.

The heavy cavalry's equipment was too good.

The Northern battle bow was a bit lacking in power, and his strength was getting greater and greater; he urgently needed a wonder-level battle bow.

The others gradually caught up.

The Raven Queen Su Lisi whispered and chanted from over a hundred meters away; amidst a restlessness of warhorses, the formation of the pursuing enemies fell into chaos, but the enemy's riding skills were high, and no one fell off.

Her curse magic seemed to require a certain distance, otherwise, the power would be weakened.

The spell stirred up a wind of magic.

On the battlefield.

The Valkyrie, who had just taken away the souls of two warriors, turned quickly and looked directly in the direction of the Raven Queen Su Lisi.

But she took no action and remained in a neutral state.

Her existence could not be seen by the naked eye at all, and she did not seem to belong to the reality plane; she followed behind everyone like a ghost, and even stopped to take away the soul of a chieftain's guard killed by Deng Ken.

For a time.

She seemed to have formed some kind of tacit understanding with Deng Ken.

Deng Ken was killing wildly in front, and she was collecting souls behind, appearing quite loyal to her duty.

"Does the Valkyrie exist or not?"

Except for Deng Ken's God's-eye view, no one could perceive or observe the existence of the Valkyrie, not even the Raven Queen Su Lisi.

Even from the God's-eye view, she seemed like a translucent spirit body.

—Resting Parthian Shot.

Fourth kill!

The Saxon chieftain's guard finally felt that something was wrong.

Several people took out battle bows and shot in the direction of Deng Ken. The Saxon forest hunters were very strong and were a relatively high-ranking archer unit; noble knights could also shoot from horseback.

Another small team of enemies bypassed the hillside, attempting to intercept the Duke of Tintagel's personal guard who were routed.

Clang!

An incredible scene occurred on the battlefield.

Deng Ken drew his sword instantly, and Oathkeeper turned into an afterimage, actually severing the arrow shot at him!

Breaking the enemy alone, wielding a blade to sever arrows!

This scene shocked those Saxon noble riders so much that they reined in their horses and dared not move forward.

Is this still a human?

Different from the Raven Queen Su Lisi's witchcraft, the former was an invisible wind deflecting the arrow, feeling like it was shot crooked, while Deng Ken relied purely on physical fitness and powerful combat skills to draw his sword and sever the enemy's arrow.

This was even more frightening!

This scene.

Even surprised the Valkyrie, who was like a spirit body in mid-air; her eyes under the silver wings and silver helmet could not help but look at Deng Ken in the distance, her expression slightly surprised.

Obviously.

The shock Deng Ken brought to the barbarian noble knights at this moment was no less than the huge pressure the Sanctuary of the Ascetics had brought to him initially. This special ability relied heavily on comprehensive combat skills, and Deng Ken's comprehensive combat skills were actually far superior to the Sanctuary of the Ascetics.

Too strong!

Deng Ken forced back over ten riders alone, shocking them so much that they dared not continue the pursuit.

On the other side, the Duke of Tintagel's personal guard also made contact with the Saxon noble knights who had taken a shortcut; after a round of melee charges, several more people fell off their horses.

"You stay behind to cover."

Several personal guard cavalrymen had solemn expressions and turned their horses around to die without hesitation.

—Blood Axe Niedelong (Two-star Silver-Gray) (Elite Chieftain Guard) 【Warrior of Thor】.

An extremely fierce, burly barbarian warrior reeking of alcohol broke through the formation.

He beheaded the personal guard cavalryman in front with an axe; unlike others, he could fight on horseback while holding a two-handed battle axe, and his strength was astonishing. After beheading two people in a row, this fierce barbarian was stabbed in the back; he roared, forced everyone back, and then charged back to join the other barbarian riders.

This guy's physical fitness was amazing; he was like a normal person after being injured!

He killed back and forth among the enemy army.

Deng Ken had already caught up at this time; his bow was like a full moon, arrows broke through the air, and he fired three arrows in a row, directly shooting another barbarian noble knight to death.

Fifth kill!

He should perhaps consider learning from the Mongol riders: one bag of light arrows for long-range, one bag of heavy arrows for armor-piercing.

—Saxon Chieftain's Guard (Morale Wavering) (Slight Casualties) (Encountered a Strong Enemy)!

At this time, movement came from the rear.

The two cavalry teams that had dispersed to encircle joined together, but they did not continue to catch up.

Because the distance had already been pulled away.

To pursue, only light cavalry could go, but light cavalry facing Deng Ken was truly sending heads.

Sounding the gong to withdraw troops.

Those pursuing barbarian knights were unwilling, but they still retreated, preparing to continue slaughtering the routed soldiers on the battlefield.

They were the true foundation of the barbarians, and losing one would make them feel the pain for a long time.

If Deng Ken hadn't intercepted a team of over ten riders, I'm afraid that with the encirclement from left and right and the frontal impact, they could have killed the Duke of Tintagel who was fleeing in a panic.

There were too many enemies.

Deng Ken could only fight and retreat, slowly consuming them with kite tactics; his riding skills were high, and he was not afraid of being caught up by the enemy.

It was difficult for heavy cavalry to catch him, and light cavalry would die if they chased him.

What Deng Ken feared most at present was supernatural power; fortunately, he was followed by a Druid and two witches.

The Valkyrie's figure stopped.

Her eyes under the silver wings and silver helmet looked at Deng Ken from afar, and then she disappeared with the soul of the barbarian warrior who had just been shot to death.

In this battle, nearly half of the souls she took away were shot to death by Deng Ken.

Today's performance in Valhalla relied entirely on Deng Ken's wild killing.

On the edge of the battlefield.

The Duke of Tintagel did not stop to thank them, but continued to gallop on horseback under the protection of his personal guard, escaping for more than ten miles before slowly stopping and sending people to invite the group who had saved his dog life to express his gratitude.

This Duke of Tintagel had even lost his helmet, revealing a middle-aged face of thirty or forty years old; he looked quite heroic, but was only marked as a one-star blank unit.

His personal guard cavalry had suffered heavy casualties, and only a dozen or so escaped alive.

A crushing defeat!

In this battle, the Duke of Tintagel had almost wiped out his entire foundation.

Deng Ken looked at the Duke of Tintagel, who was panicked and uneasy because of the crushing defeat, and suddenly an idea emerged in his heart.

That was to be a mercenary.

Find a way to bring the rebel exiles from the Gaul region over and directly take root on the island of Britain as mercenaries.

No one needed a powerful mercenary army more than the Duke of Tintagel, who had suffered a crushing defeat!

……………… ===== CHAPTER 26 =====