Bjorn's guard belongs to the God of War. Although it is manifested as fire, its power is mainly strong and comes quickly, which is completely different from the effect of Lokiguard's pursuit of continuous fire. Chimal Popoka struggled to stand up, and was about to say something to show off, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he spit out a mouthful of blood.

On the other side, Izkoyater also stood up silently. He hid under the soil, his injury was lighter than Chimar Popoka, but he knew that he could no longer fight with Bjorn. He had to follow Bjorn's words and asked, "Which direction should we go?"

"There are my follow-up troops to the north." Bjorn replied, "Your clothing is similar to mine. As long as you do not show hostility, they will not make things difficult for you."

Izkoyatel nodded and walked towards Chimal Popoka. Chimal Popoka wanted to say something, but Izkoyatel covered her mouth. They limped into the woods, carrying Tessomok one by one, and prepared to walk towards the north that Bjorn pointed.

But Bjorn's spear stopped them.

Izkoyatel asked vigilantly: "What do you want to do?"

"You can't get my subordinates out of your heart for nothing. You can leave, but you have to leave at least a little blood." Bjorn said with a cold face, "just let me replenish my magic."

Chimal Popoka couldn't bear it and cursed: "Bjorn! Do you treat us as prisoners of war?"

"Give him the blood."

The source of the sound was Tessosomuk. He had recovered a little consciousness and looked at Bjorn with half-squinted eyes.

Hearing Tessomok's voice, Chimal Popoka and Izkoyatel were all happy. But at what Tessomok said, they were surprised again: "Tratoani, how can we..."

"We lost Winchester. And he wanted to help us resist the pursuers, so what if he gave some blood?" Tessomok coughed a few times and looked at Bjorn again, "Remember, this is a gift to allies out of goodwill, not a symbol of slaves. In order to avoid the destruction of this fifth era, we hope that our alliance will last forever."

Hearing Tessomok say this, Chimal Popoka and Izkoyater sigh helplessly. They took turns to cut their blood vessels with obsidian daggers and injected blood into the kettle that Bjorn brought to them. Soon after, their faces became pale. When they wrapped their wounds and wanted to stand up, they found that they could no longer walk.

The Scottish cavalry did not know what they were doing, but seeing the two Aztlanders being bleeding, they felt anger. The sound of horse hooves approached, and Bjorn knew that he could not delay any more, so he assigned a small team of cavalry to carry the three of Tessomok and the rest of the cavalry adjusted their formations on the spot.

Bjorn's own horse was burned by his magic, and fortunately there were spare horses for him to transfer. After all this was ready, Bjorn silently looked at the dust that kept rolling in front of him, and drank the blood in the kettle.

Alfred followed the knights. He was not surprised to see Bjorn, but just waved his hand to stop the team.

"You came faster than I expected," Alfred said.

"Then I have to ask your border guards. It's not that I said that your fortresses are no different from the plains. Those guards are not as good as the patrols organized by the villagers." Bjorn raised his spear and pointed it at Alfred, "King King, I'm just here to retrieve my things this time. If you don't want your kingdom to be destroyed, give me the things obediently!"

"Your stuff?" Alfred asked knowingly, "What is it?"

"Of course it is the legacy of my eldest and second brothers, the territory of Ireland and Scotland!"

"That won't work." Alfred replied lightly, "That was stolen by your elder brother and second brother, and it wasn't their thing."

"To put it nicely, didn't you snatch the land in England?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Bjorn waved his spear forward and shouted at the cavalry behind him: "Surrive up! Capture Alfred alive!"

Alfred stopped talking and waved his hand forward. He only heard people roaring, horses neighing, and hooves rolling. The two cavalry teams charged at each other in a fierce manner!

Alfred and Bjorn each rushed directly in front of the team, and the remaining soldiers were swaying behind them like awls, like two huge sharp knives stabbing each other at each other. Bjorn asked his subordinates to lower their horse speed, and he rode his horse forward at full speed. After a distance from his subordinates behind him, he suddenly raised the flat spear high and gathered a force on the spear!

This was a blow that was enough to break through the stone wall. Alfred saw it and hurriedly signaled his subordinates to disperse the formation. He said that at that time, Alfred's team had just dispersed, and the fiery force was slashing towards Alfred himself!

In an instant, Alfred and the war horses under him were all over the ground. The armor on the man and the horses were deformed due to the high temperature, and the skin became charred in an instant, and even the bones supporting the body were pressed into a ball due to the huge force!

Bjorn let out a victorious roar, and was determined to rush towards the remaining enemy troops. The cavalry behind him also launched a full-speed charge, and for a moment, the sound of killing shocked the sky!

Alfred's fall did not stop the horse's hooves. The horse's speed had turned them into an arrow on the string that had to be fired. They used their roars to fight against the enemy's roars, and rushed towards the other side with the will of death.

Just as the two iron streams met, the war horse under Bjorn suddenly tilted down. Bjorn was thrown into the air, and the light from the corner of his eyes actually caught a glimpse of Alfred holding a sword in a flash-

The iron armor on his body was still in a deformed state, but the bones had already supported his body again, and the charred skin was gone. He swung his sword and cut off the front hoof of Bjorn's war horse. Taking advantage of the opportunity that Bjorn was thrown to the ground and didn't get up, he threw away his sword and rushed forward!

Countless horse hooves flashed past Bjorn and Alfred, and once they were stepped on, they would be seriously injured. But Alfred completely ignored the danger and rolled on the ground with Bjorn and fought. The strength and vitality were not as if he had been hit by Bjorn's full force.
Chapter completed!