Bab 340: 339 Emperor Henry

A hundred pounds! Two hundred pounds! Three hundred pounds!

Not only the weight of his own body but also the force that surged in waves—he could feel the weight crushing down on his shoulders and chest, and it was almost as if he could clearly hear the sound of his bones bursting above his eardrum.

If it were the past, Henry would not hesitate to choose a head-on breakthrough—

Tough guys don't talk much! Just do it!

But now was different.

Henry knew that behind Bailey, there were two more linemen waiting. If he charged forward like a wild ox, even a slight delay in his step would allow the two linemen to catch up and create a numerical advantage against him. No matter how strong he was, he would just be hitting a wall.

The real crux of the matter was that once he broke through the linemen's blockade, all other defensive players would be drawn away, leaving the field ahead open and vulnerable.

Look—

Either collide with the wall and fall, or advance unabated.