Alien Knights

Seeing Todd's eyes, Crofts shook his beard, moved his steps backwards, and kept saying, "No! I won't participate! It's not fair, this duel of honor should be terminated!"

Todd took a few steps forward, looked at the fear and cowardice in the eyes of Patriarch Claw, and laughed loudly: "Patriarch, you are different from the North Islanders I have seen! Whether it is those who attacked Muxi Town, or those who died generously in the face of powerful enemies. I am their enemy, and I also hate and hate them, but one thing I have to admit is that their bodies have the blood of warriors, and their souls have the marks of ancestors. Afraid..."

"But you are different! You are like a fox mixed with wolves!" Todd pointed his finger at the pale-faced old man, and sternly reprimanded: "You sent the warriors in the tribe to the battlefield, and used their lives to satisfy your desires! You obviously accepted the honor duel, but hid behind the clansmen greedy for life and fear of death. The legacy of the gods. In my opinion, you have even tarnished the glorious name of Bei Dao people!"

The people of the Talon tribe looked at their tall but constantly retreating patriarch. People began to whisper, and more and more people put down their weapons.

Todd gave Huggins a wink, and the latter and his subordinates, imitating the North Islanders, struck the shield with their long swords and let out a provocative battle cry.

Todd took this opportunity and said loudly again: "Crofts, come on! Tell me! Do you want to continue the tradition of your ancestors and continue this duel of honor?! Or choose to act like a coward and turn your back on the glory of the North Islanders?!"

The patriarch of Claw grabbed the warriors around him with trembling hands, pointed to the "Flesh Mill" in the center of the square, and screamed in fear: "Go up! For the tribe!"

The warriors looked at the irrational old man, and shook his hand away with their shoulders, writing their distrust and contempt directly on their faces.

Crofts stumbled back into the crowd, looked at the old and weak women and children in the clan, grabbed a half-grown boy, pushed the latter to the center of the square, and said in his mouth: "The clan gave you food and protection, now it's time for you to fight for the clan!"

The boy's mother dragged her son back, spitting thick phlegm at Crofts' feet.

The black-headed patriarch Morgan looked at Crofts' words and deeds, and was stunned. He muttered in his mouth: "Crofts was a great warrior when he was young. It is rumored that he is brave and good at fighting...why...he has become like this now?!"

"Power is the strongest corrupting agent for the human mind. Look, his bloodiness has long been wiped out, and his greed made him forget his courage." Todd looked at the old patriarch who was yelling in the tribe crowd, and said softly: "The more things a person has, the more things he fears."

The Claw's tribe backed away, and the warriors of the tribe threw a sword and a shield in front of Crofts.

The patriarch who was pushed to the duel field by his clansmen seemed to be standing on a burning red iron plate instead of an ordinary wooden board.

Amidst the boos of the crowd around him, Crofts jumped off the plank, turned around and fled towards the woods deep in the village.

Looking at the fleeing back, Todd shook his head and raised his hand forward. The soldiers of the Muxi Expeditionary Army raised their crossbows and pointed them at Crofts' back.

"Stop!" (North Island)

A crisp female voice came from the depths of the woods to the square.

After a while, the sound of hurried hooves sounded.

Todd frowned, cursing secretly in his heart, this is not a TV show, why is there always someone making trouble at such a critical moment? !

He made up his mind, ignored the dissuasion from the distance, and suddenly lowered his arm.

The sound of crossbow strings breaking through the air sounded again, and dozens of crossbow bolts flew towards Crofts.

At this moment, something unexpected happened to everyone, and the sound of bowstrings sounded like rain in the woods. The arrows fired afterward slid in a strange arc in mid-air, bypassing the fleeing old man, and shot down the attacking crossbow arrows one by one.

"How can this be?!"

Todd straightened his body, opened his eyes wide open, and stood there blankly.

Five beautiful and vigorous female warriors rode from the woods. They wore armor woven from beast fur and bird feathers. They wore bright golden crowns on their heads, and two 15-centimeter-long wings were inserted behind their temples.

Morgan hurried to Todd's side, lowered his body and whispered: "Those people are Valkyries, the spiritual leaders of the North Island people! According to legend, they are the handmaidens chosen by the gods, and some even say that they are the daughters of the king of the gods. They are responsible for finding brave souls on the battlefield and leading them to Valhalla. The North Island people like to call them Valkyrja."

Todd rubbed the bridge of his nose with a headache. This different world made him more and more incomprehensible. If the religious history and the previous life can only be said to be similar, then the appearance of the Valkyrie made this kind of dark connection more and more confusing.

Morgan's words became urgent: "Listen to me, my friend! Your troops will never be able to defeat the Valkyries. Not only are they highly skilled in martial arts, they are one against a hundred, and their lives are blessed by the gods. No weapon can hit them!"

Todd frowned as he looked at the female warriors sitting on the horse.

The leader of the five "Valkyrie", a young woman with moonlight silver hair, looked at the cross on Todd's chest and said loudly: "This is a mortal realm ruled by the gods, heretics are not welcome! Get out of here!"

Huggins raised his sword and strode towards the Valkyries.

Knowing what he wanted to do, Todd hurriedly stopped the knight from advancing.

Todd's ultimate goal is to break the alliance between the North Islanders and the barbarians, not to formally go to war with them. If he ordered the troops to attack the Valkyrie here, it would mean that the Muxi Knights would enter a state of endless war with all the tribes of the North Island, which was definitely not the result he wanted to see. But, on the other hand, the patriarch of the Claw, Crofts, must die, otherwise it will affect the overall plan in the future. The current situation is really a dilemma.

Todd looked up at the Valkyrie, and asked, "The patriarch of the Claw tribe ordered to attack my territory and killed my people, but in the middle of the honor duel, he chose to abandon his tribe and escape from the battle! Valkyrie, will you cover up such a violation of tradition?"

The silver-haired Valkyrie in the lead glanced at Crofts' dodging eyes, and immediately understood that what Todd said was true.

She put away the bow and arrow, sat on the horse and thought for a moment, then said: "My sisters and I have been given the mission to protect the believers of the gods of the North Island from a long time ago when foreign enemies invade. Apart from this, we will not interfere with other things."

The meaning of Valkyrie couldn't be more obvious. When there is a dispute between the North Islanders and foreigners, they will stand on the side of the North Islanders; when there is a fight between the North Islanders, they will ignore it.

Morgan happily raised the axe, pointed the blade at Crofts, and said with a smile: "Old man, it's time to settle the accounts between us! Think about it carefully, you owe me a lot of debts, and today happens to be settled!"

The patriarch of the Claw watched Morgan getting closer and closer, and he shouted at his own people, "You guys! Come and help me!"

No one moved.

Crofts turned, trying to run away again.

The silver-haired Valkyrie pulled up the reins, drove the horse to block his way, and pointed the sharp spear blade at the patriarch's throat. The woman's voice was colder than the ice that would not melt for thousands of years: "Beidao people, your behavior is dishonoring the gods! Take up your weapons! Fight!"