People in Aurora are determined to fight chaos

Chapter 167: The Attack of the End

The next day.

Inside Ironwind Castle.

"Lord Moxia, one of our warbands out on a raid was attacked!"

A Marauder rider stumbled toward the hall and looked at the burly man on the main seat.

"What happened?" Moxia frowned and asked, "Which blind Chaos warband did it?"

When Moxia heard about the attack, the first thing he thought of was not the Cathayana army.

In the eastern steppes, in addition to the Norsemen there were also the Huns and the Kurgans.

Like the Norsemen, they made their living by plundering and often had conflicts with each other.

It is extremely normal for a battle involving thousands of people to occur occasionally.

"Lord Moxia, they are not from other warbands..." The plunderer gestured and described it in simple words, "Armor like a skirt... There is hair on the helmet... The horses also wear armor..."

Listening to his men's difficult description, Moxia's expression gradually became solemn.

"Is the enemy the army behind the wall? From Zhendan?"

"Yes, sir. Someone has seen it before and said it looks very similar."

"Why would the Zhendan army appear in such a place?" Moxia's face changed drastically, and he asked anxiously, "How many people are there on the other side?"

"There seem to be a thousand people... No... About three thousand people..."

The plunderer rider began to recall what he had seen. "It was difficult for the sentries we sent out to approach their camp, but according to the riders who survived earlier, their strength was about the same as that of the Broken Axe War Gang. Otherwise, we would have no chance of defeating the Broken Axe War Gang!"

Moxia nodded upon hearing this.

The Broken Axe War Gang is well-known in the Eastern Grasslands, and the hero who leads them is as powerful as the God.

Moxia extended an olive branch to him, hoping to recruit him, but the latter always refused with an arrogant look on his face.

"Are there any survivors from the Broken Axe Gang?" Moxia still had hope, hoping that the divine hero he had high hopes for was still alive.

"Sir, no one from the Broken Axe Gang has returned to Ironwind Castle yet..."

"This is terrible," Moxia muttered quietly.

If they haven't returned after a day and a night, it means they have been killed or captured, and the Broken Axe Gang is most likely gone.

"Continue to send riders to the south. We must find out the details of this Zhendan army." Moxia said sternly, "If they were a large army, they should have been discovered long ago, so they can only be a vanguard..."

"Remember to send a message to Lord Lothar in Bloodwind Keep, informing him of the whereabouts of this Cathay army."

"The weapons and armor of the Zhendan army are all good things. If we can plunder them, our Kazag War Gang will become even more powerful!"

Those who can hold leadership positions among the Norse are no ordinary people.

In addition to the necessary force, a cunning mind is also needed.

Although he had never fought against the Zhendan army, Moxia had already known about the strength of the Zhendan army from various drunken boasting.

Everyone was wearing heavy armor and holding long and thick weapons.

They were lined up like a wall. Not only were their steps in sync, but even their expressions were exactly the same.

Although it was drunken talk, Moxia decided to proceed with caution.

It would be safer to bring Losa along.

As the order was given, dozens of plunderer riders galloped out of Tiefeng Fort and headed south where the Yongchang Army was located.

What they didn't know was that after they set out together.

On a high mountain far away from Iron Wind Castle, a figure that almost blended into the color of the mountain stood up.

"This time, the other party sent out a lot of eyes at once..." Zhao Song turned his head and looked behind him, whispering, "Wait until they enter the woods before taking action. Remember not to miss any of them. We must ensure the safety of the ambush troops. Do you understand?"

"My subordinate understands!"

"Then take your positions and set off immediately!"

"Yes!"

As soon as Zhao Song finished speaking, several figures stood up on the slope behind him. They were all wearing the same strange clothes as him, and seemed to be able to react to the color of the environment and conceal their figures.

Led by Zhao Song, they quickly went down the mountain, so fast that only a few afterimages were left behind.

After a while, they reached a ravine at the foot of the mountain.

Everyone looked at each other and walked in together.

When they came out again, they had already ridden on horses wrapped in black gauze and sneaked into the dense forest outside Iron Wind Castle.

the other side.

Liu Li stood in front of the newly formed End of the World Regiment and looked at them indifferently.

Next to him was An Luming with a fawning look on his face.

"An Luming..." Liu Li called out softly with his hands behind his back.

"My Lord, is there anything I can do for you?"

"Who do you think is stronger, me or Moxia?" Liu Li asked with a smile.

An Luming chuckled and complimented, "Of course you are stronger."

"Oh? How about Lothar from the Kazag Warband?"

"That's still you."

An Luming mentioned Liu Li without thinking, but when he looked up, he found Liu Li looking at him with a sneer on her face.

An Luming's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and he secretly sighed that he had flattered too much.

"What you said doesn't count."

Liu Li did not get angry, but looked at the whispering End of the Battle Group and said loudly: "Do you think I am stronger? Or is Moxia from Ironwind Castle stronger?"

"The Chapter Master is strong!"

Some people shouted out immediately.

The visual impact of Liu Li's punch that knocked a two-meter-tall man away was very strong, and it was undoubtedly very oppressive to some people.

“It doesn’t seem to be…”

There were also dissenting voices, and they were all Norsemen who had seen Moxia.

"Moksia once killed a troll with his bare hands, without using any weapons!"

"It seems his fists are no weaker than the Chapter Master's..."

"I think they might be even stronger. Do you know trolls? The shortest ones are only three or four meters tall. Two Norsemen are as tall as them... The Chapter Master has never killed a troll..."

"Then Moxia is stronger?"

For the simple Norsemen, their entire lives are spent challenging creatures that are larger and stronger than themselves.

Like the wandering trolls, the swamp-dwelling warriors closer to the Chaos Realm, or the mammoths and frost dragons that live in the tundra.

These creatures are difficult to kill alone. Those who can do it are the toughest of the tough guys and will be respected by everyone in the gang.

As for Liu Li, they have not yet seen him kill large creatures.

Liu Li was not surprised by such a reaction.

His purpose was to make them compare themselves with Moxia, so that after defeating the opponent, they would have a higher degree of recognition for Liu Li.

Simply relying on simple force will not completely make them surrender.

What Liu Li needs to do is to become their true leader.

"You think Moxia is stronger? No doubt about it!"

"But I also want to tell you that I am better than Moxia, or even Lothar..."

"It must be stronger... more than a hundred times!"