Way of Overlord
Chapter 351: Disturbance in the Battlefield

Chapter 351: Disturbance in the Battlefield

The Bolghar tribe has a warrior called Yurmuk.

He is a person of the western border but on the far north. On the other side of the western border tribes

He is a bit far away from home.

And how could this man become a warrior of the Bolghar?

It all started when the Bolghar tribe raise an army and tries to attack Burka tribe.

They failed when Valgrun surrounded the settlement and ride straight toward the heart of the Bolghar tribe.

The tribe fell into a crisis as they are suddenly now being attacked by Khagai. And then Zlata and Duhai tribe also enter into the fold.

At that time, Bolgharu chief of the Bolghar send a summon to the north.

There is a great warrior that Bolgharu used to know and owe him.

Bolgharu called upon Yurmuk. In the northern region of the Southern Great Steppe, Yurmuk is very famous.

A wandering warrior that comes from the western border tribes and making his name in the northern region

But in the west, not many people know this person.

But when he appears in front of the tribe, nobody doubt that this man must be a great warrior

Why?

Because he is not only full of muscle like rock, he is also tall like a giant.

A seven feet four giant with a mace that is as big as a man

If not for the fact that he did not have the characteristic of giants, most people would think that he is the Giants of the Mountains.

A seven feet tall warrior with a mace that is as big as a man, with such heigh and with such weapon who would doubt that this person is a great warrior?

But even so, one must find out whether this man is truly a warrior of great strength or maybe he has only false reputation.

At that time Bolgharu was in a banquet.

The warriors in the tent then propose a challenge. Bolgharu seems shocked that his guest is treated like this.

But all of this was ordered by Bolgharu. A great warrior would not turn down such a challenge and as expected Yurmuk accept the challenge

He went out of the tent and instead of fighting one by one, he challenge all ten of the strongest warier of Bolghar tribe to attack him at the same time.

At that time, the warriors of the Bolghar tribe feel that Yurmuk is too arrogant and the warriors of the Bolghar also feel unhappy to be disdained so much by Yurmuk.

They attacked together and yet, Yurmuk defeated them all without breaking a sweat. Bolgharu was shocked with this display of sheer strength and fighting ability

Bolgharu at that time could not help but praise Yurmuk high to the sky and granted him fifty sheep and dozens of woman and slaves to him.

And then Bolgharu quickly appointed him as his Great Warrior

When the Khagai tribe attack the eastern and the southern area of the tribe, Bolgharu decided that he will meet Valgrun on the east and send Yurmuk to lead the army to repel the Khagai army coming toward their southern area.

All throughout the journey, there were some unit of Khagai tribe that tries to attack the main army and harassed them but Yurmuk easily kills them

And now as he is rampaging all over the battlefield, the morale of the Bolghar tribe rises with each kill that Yurmuk inflicted upon the enemy

Just by having him in the battlefield would invite dread in the hearts of the enemy. Yurmuk tore through the men like a starved beast running into a field of sheep.

He would only swings his acme and wherever his mace hit, it would crush.

A warrior from the Khagai tribe get hit on the face and the face of that warrior deformed before exploding with brain matter splashing to the ground before it is turned into mush by Yurmuk as his horse stomp on the brains of the people he crushed with his mace

Yurmuk was unstoppable. The army formation of the Khagai tribe was about to turn into a mess.

But then someone rushed out from the Khagai side. And he roared and the entire battlefield was filled with the sound of his roar, shaking the souls, the air trembles.

He shouts

"Ota is here! Who dares kill my men!"

And one shout lower the morale of the enemy and the warriors of the Khagai tribe all shouted

"OTA IS HERE!"

"OTA IS HERE!"

Ota and his horse rode toward Yurmuk like a crazed war god. No one could stop this man; his face is full of smile like Death welcoming its guest.

Ota has always even known as an imposing warrior. Massive and heavily muscled, each muscle seems like a rock carved by steel.

His long dark hair flow wildly, making him look like a wild man.

He has a neatly tied goatee that is now drenched with the blood of his enemies

His tattoos is coved with blood and the piercings on his ears create a sound of jingle. But to the enemies this sound of a jingle is like the jingle of death. The scars that he has are all covered with the blood of his enemy

This is a terrifying appearance

He wears his red armor, massive shoulder guards and he wielded a large glaive where he swings left and right

One could not see at all the youthfulness of Ota right now.

Ota is young.

But in the Khagai tribe he is the most respected and even veteran warrior in the Khagai tribe is convinced of this young warrior.

He is the Great Warrior of Khagai, the pillar of the warriors in Khagai tribe.

Juts by Ota shouting his name, the warriors of the Khagai tribe no longer fears anything and they howl like they were welcoming Ota

It is like they are urging Ota to hunt. The most powerful of the wolves lead in front and behind him, his pack supported the leader.

And that is what Ota is. When these wolves are afraid and uncertain, his shout break through the chaos and rally the men.

Such feat could not be achieved unless your charisma is really high among the men of arms

Ota rush forward attacking together with his horse and the enemy forces was in disarray.

Just like Yurmuk break the formation of the army like it is a twig, that is the same way Ota is doing it

The glaive in Ota hand is like the scythe of the Death God.

A polearm with a curved single edged blade affixed to the end of the long shaft is like the perfect weapon for someone as strong as him.

Ota is adept in mounted combat.

Most of the people of the Great Steppe has always excelled in mounted combat.

But even among them, Ota is exceptional.

He could easily dodge arrows and attack on him even when he is sitting on horseback.

It is said that the people of the Steppe even sleeps on horseback and this is not an exaggeration.

He kicks the side of his horse and his horse snorted.

Like its master, the horse of Ota is bloodthirsty

Its entire body is covered with blood.

The horse pawed at the ground and rush forward

The momentum of man and horse, the horse is as brave as its master.

"Go away!" Ota shouted, his shout echoes even amidst the sound of the battlefield.

He grips his glaive with a firm grip, his steed rush forward and he slice through people like they were twigs and branches of a fragile tree.

He, alone, cut through the chaotic throng of enemy soldiers

"Argh!"

"Stop him!"

"halt!" three horsemen rushed toward him to try to stop him.

Ota and Yurmuk is far from each other.

But Ota could see in the distance that the formation of his army is breaking.

And Yurmuk could also see his army formation is breaking. Each of their army is trying to kill the other

Yurmuk send three of his deputies to halt Ota.

Three people rushed toward him.

One of them have a spear.

The other one has a curved saber.

The other has an arrow pointed at him

"Hahaha!" Ota laughed.

He is heroic and feel nothing even as these three horsemen rushed toward him.

There is no fear in his eyes.

Only unparalleled confidence of being able to handle everything that is thrown towards him.

The bowstring is pulled the arrow is released, but Ota simply waves his glaive

The wind picks up and even before the glaive could cut the arrow into two, the wind aura around the glaive cut the arrow.

To those who could not observe it clearly, they only think that the glaive cut down the arrow.

But to those who knows some things, they know that a few inches before the arrow collide with the glaive steel, the wind aura that is enveloping the entire edges of the glaive sharp area cut down the arrow.

The arrow was cut down into two, fall to the ground but even before Ota could pull back his glaive, a curved saber aim toward his neck.

WHOOSH!

The entire battlefield seems to stand still.

A saber is about to hit Ota neck and cut it!

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