Sigurd of the Bridge - Berserker 3

The Saxons approached him, laughing nervously, their weapons slick with blood and sweat dripped down their faces from the pursuit. The first one to approach him was a large man wearing an iron helm and carrying a broad-headed spear that he levelled at the Dane. The Saxon lunged at him with the spear but he lazily knocked it aside with his axe shaft, then spinning around to his right he slammed the axe blade into the exposed flank of the man who screamed like a child as the blade eviscerated him. One by one, the next five men who dared to place their feet on the bridge suffered the same fate. He kicked the last body off the bridge and bracing his feet firmly on the wooden planks, roared in defiance as the rest of the Saxon army approached. It would be a good day to die.