Chapter 83 Kill the Odins! (2/2)

Seeing the dense crowd in front of him, Shaar’s heart started to beat like crazy. The Odin’s Army seemed boundless as his eyes couldn’t see the end of it. This dense crowd really made people’s scalp tingle!

One war cry after another was spreading throughout the camp. Under the shouts of the officers, a large number of soldiers started carrying weapons and shields welled over. Archers were quickly lining up in formation and the tension could be seen on each one of their faces.

Shaar tested his new axe in his hand. This long axe was taken out from the armory and it was normally used on horseback. After shortening the handle, Shaar raised it in his hand while feeling it’s now perfect weight.

When the morning sunlight shone on the Odin formation, their axes reflected the light, creating a landscape of white cold brightness!

“Damn ……so many……”

Shaar mumbled to himself.

Standing beside him was the garrison officer Slate. After giving Shaar a glance, he patted his shoulder while whispering: “Don’t be nervous, the other side has about 10,000 men.”

Turning his head, Shaar looked at that fellow and asked: “How do you know?”

Slate was busy helping the organization for a day already and he understood the Shaar’s way of thinking a bit. He replied in a low voice: “You still lack experience after all. After spending several years in the army, you can see how many enemies there are. When looking at the formation and from its thickness, one could guess the number of men.”

Fuck! 10,000 men……10,000 men were too many! Although he was able to assemble 2000 men here, many were taken from the logistics battalion and craftsmen who had taken arms.

Shaar fiercely spat on the ground.

Fear infested his heart.

Fear was spreading everywhere.

This wasn’t a joke. Except for dim-witted people, after their birth everyone feared death. Seeing all those Odins in front of him made his scalp tingle and Shaar was suddenly out of breath. His mouth and throat got so dry that he couldn’t even spit and his heart started to beat wildly!

At this moment, his mind couldn’t help but ask one question:

I, can I really stop these Odins’ assault? Damn it! Their numbers are way too many! Can I stop them?

Or, is it possible for me to survive?!

Those who fear death are not real men? Stop joking! Even real men fear death!

Grabbing his axe tightly, he touched his chest and felt the hardness. Shaar hid Dragonscales both in front of his chest and at his back – He didn’t bring a lot of Dragonscales and except for him, he secretly gave both Sarbar two pieces. As for other people ……He didn’t had any more with him.

Whether he lives or dies, it all depended on this battle!

The hillbilly maliciously gripped the handle of his axe tightly!

He didn’t have any sense of belonging towards the Byzantine Empire.

To be bluntly honest, his sense of belonging towards the 13th Army was not so deep that he would willingly sacrifice his life for them. Up until now, he only felt the friendship towards his Praetorian Guard brothers.

In such a dangerous situation, he already considered to be a coward and flee when battle started. He could find a hideout in Primal Wildfire and wait until the battle was over. Who cared whether Byzantine or Odin won the war, he could still return to Primal Wildfire Town and continue his life as a hillbilly hunter.

But……No!

This hillbilly had the dignity of a hillbilly! His only friends were here and discarding them to escape wasn’t something a hillbilly could do!

There was also another important reason.

This hillbilly also had his own ideals!

Initially when he left the mountains in order to go to the outside world, the reason was because he didn’t want to live in a humiliating nest in the mountain for the rest of his life! He wanted to be a mercenary and venture this world as a warrior!

Who said that hillbillies didn’t have any ambitions? He had ambitions! Although so far, this hillbilly didn’t think things such as obtaining power, influence and wealth, but he had a little of his own ambition in his mind.

At least ……get some “achievements”! As for kind of achievements, the concept was still a bit fuzzy in his heart right now.

He didn’t thought about it too much.

This battle, if he died then everything would be over! If he could survive it……That was an “achievement” in this hillbilly’s heart!!

(This uncle won’t die! Will not die here! Uncle is still a virgin! This uncle didn’t enjoy a woman yet! There are still so many cold coins at home that need to be spent! This uncle still needs to buy a land and a big house! This uncle still needs enjoy his life!

Therefore, this uncle will not die here! Absolutely cannot die!!)

The Odins howling unified as they continued to howl. It was as if the howls were coming from wild beasts, slowly intimidating the hearts of the Byzantine soldiers one after another.

However, exactly at this time, a tall and brave figure suddenly stepped forward. Facing forwards at the distance against this dense mass, he was roaring continuously. After taking a deep breath, he roared once again!!

His roared was ferocious, enthusiastic and unyielding!

If he was a wild beast ……Then, he would certainly be a majestic one!!

“Come! Odins!! This uncle will not die!! I will never die here!!”

Shaar’s face muscles twisted as he turned his head, his ferocious expression was something that resembled a cornered beast. Shaar’s expression even stunned Slate who was standing beside him.

The hillbilly raised his axe and roared madly towards the surrounding soldiers! These words would later become a slogan of his legend!

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“Kills the Odins!! Kills the Odins!! Kill them all!!!”

His voice resonated like thunder!

EN: ( Editing this chapter literally killed me hope you all enjoyed it)