Chapter 150
Suddenly, Ragnar’s voice cut through the silence, sharp and urgent. "Father, look!" he exclaimed, pointing ahead to where a faint glow illuminated the darkness. "It’s them!"
Einar’s heart pounded in his chest as he urged his horse forward, his muscles tensed with anticipation. As they drew closer, the outline of Olaf and his men became clearer against the backdrop of the night.
Without hesitation, Einar unsheathed his sword, the gleaming blade catching the moonlight as he charged towards the enemy. His soldiers followed suit, their battle cries ringing out into the night as they descended upon Olaf and his minions.
Olaf and his minion who has been casually strolling heard the battle cry behind them looking back to see a small army heading fast towards them.
Olaf could pick up on the magical presence and there were two there who could pose a problem for him if surrounded so he immediately does what he does best as he begins picking up speed "All man for himself. If you make it a fest is prepared for you when you get back and if you don’t make make sure to take a many as you can"
Saying that Olaf suddenly waved his huge hand at one of his minions, specifically the one that got shot with an arrow, the minion neck was twisted to the back as he fell down, his body thrown his farther away from the speed he went down on.
The others were surprised at that but nobody bothered to ask a question as they began running, soon the sight of a forest appeared in front of them.
Olaf wasted no time as he jumped to a tree from there to next and so on as he went deeper into the forest, minions following behind also did the same but the last minion to get into the forest was pinned by a huge sword to a tree.
A short time after the minion was pinned, the sound of horses followed behind as Einar’s horse came to a halt beside the pinned minion,Einar stretched out his hand grabbing hold of the huge sword at the same time cutting the minion in half. Meanwhile Ragnar’s eyes narrowed as he surveyed the scene. He dismounted swiftly, his movements precise and controlled despite the urgency of the situation.