The first Nord Royal Guard fell. After he killed five red guards, the sharp scimitar finally cut his neck. There was no protective gear on his fragile neck, which was their only weakness now.
The second Nord Royal Guard also fell down. His armor had been cut by the sharp scimitar. The scimitar that ended his life stabbed into his stomach. His intestines were stirred by the scimitar, and then he vomited blood. The Red Guards seized this opportunity, attacked from both sides, and killed this Nord Royal Guard.
The Red Guards have this kind of fearless spirit, not only possessed by the Red Guards, but also by the Nord Royal Guards.
Even though several Nord Royal Guards had fallen in the front, the remaining group of Nord Royal Guards still charged forward fearlessly.
The two sides killed each other and the corpses were scattered all over the ground. On the side, Wals and Falvia did not seem to pay attention to what was happening. Even though their soldiers fell one after another, they only focused on the present.
In fact, their soldiers were constantly dying, and they all saw it, but they all knew that only by killing the man in front of them could they end it all. If they wanted to reduce the bleeding of their soldiers, they needed to quickly get rid of the opponent in front of them. The two men had fought for more than a hundred rounds, and the sound of their weapons colliding was endless, like a waterfall in the sky, forming a unique metal music in the dark night.
But I believe that not many people are willing to appreciate this piece of music. As time goes by, the speed of Falvia's spear gradually slows down. Because of many fights, the physical strength of the two people begins to gradually disappear. The speed of Falvia's spear has begun to slow down, but isn't the speed of Walls the same
This scene also happened to Rackman, Amirida and others in various places on this battlefield. Time was passing and the outcome would soon be decided.
Phew!
The sound of swords piercing through flesh and blood filled the dark night, and the nearby Sarand rebels seemed a little shocked.
"ah!"
Joels shouted as a huge sword hit his shoulder. Although he was wearing solid armor, the powerful force of the owner of the huge sword still cut the blade into the flesh of his shoulder. His right shoulder felt like it was burned by fire, and blood kept gushing out of the wound.
However, his opponent was spitting out large mouthfuls of blood.
"How dare you... do this!"
The warrior with iron rings on his hands chopped Joels' shoulder with his giant sword, but at the same time, his blood spurted from his mouth onto his hands, and his iron rings were dyed blood red, with Joels' blood in them, but more of it was his own blood.
With a look of disbelief on his face, he slowly moved his head downwards, only to see that Joels's sword had pierced his chest. Even though he was wearing heavy armor, his sword still penetrated the armor and pierced into his flesh, causing great damage to his body.
His meaning gradually began to become unclear.
"No...it wasn't supposed to be like this."
He spat out another mouthful of blood, and his body began to go limp. All he could hear was Joels's voice.
"You are a strong opponent, but unfortunately you are still a little short. My sword has pierced your chest."
With fear and unwillingness on his face, the giant sword warrior fell down. He was originally a capable and brave general under the rebel lord, but he did not expect that he would fall here at this time.
Joels used his right shoulder to kill the greatsword warrior, which was beyond the greatsword warrior's expectation. However, it had already happened. The rebels around the greatsword warrior were panicked, and the morale of the Sarranid soldiers was greatly boosted. They chased and killed the Sarranid rebels nearby. At the same time, the Nord warriors had a greater fighting spirit. The death of the enemy general inspired the fighting spirit of this group of soldiers.
Falvia and Walls were also paying attention to everything that happened on the battlefield here.
This was not a good thing for Falvia, but fortunately, what happened next turned the defeat around.
Somewhere on the city wall, a general who had no outstanding features and was holding a Sarranid sword had already stabbed his sword into Manid's left leg. Manid covered his left leg, and the sword was already pressing on his neck.
All the swordsman needed to do was to slightly twist his sword, and Manid would soon face death.
"Unfortunately, my companion has just died under the sword of your companion, but now the situation is reversed. I'm sorry, I don't want to bring more deaths."
He seemed to be a good man, at least his statement showed that he hated war. Then he raised his sword slightly, ready to behead Manid. But at this moment, a sharp blade stabbed directly at her. If the warrior did not move her body, she would be hurt by the blade. In order to avoid bleeding, she twisted her body and left her original position.
That is how Manid was saved from death. Several Nord warriors around Manid came to help him and wanted to rescue him from the battlefield. After all, he was one of the commanders under Wals, and Wals didn't want to see his death. Several other Nord warriors covered Manid because many Sarand rebels had surrounded him. The one who stepped forward to save Manid was Shuangsha, who had worked under King Griffus.
The warrior who was fighting against Double Kill then rushed to Double Kill. At this time, Double Kill had to face the attacks of two people at the same time. Fortunately, Joels had defeated his opponent. Although his shoulder was injured, he still stepped forward to help Double Kill.
But Joels would not reach his destination so easily. A long iron rod suddenly appeared in front of Joels. Joels stopped and saw the face of the person coming.
His opponent was originally Hogarth, a subordinate of Walls, but Joels looked left and right and could not find Hogarth. It was obvious that the general in front of him who was using an iron stick had already defeated Hogarth.
"The opponent you fought with? Have you killed him?"
Joels asked. After all, Hogarth was also Walls's subordinate, and he was also his companion. He didn't want to see Hogarth's death at all.
"He was only half dead! I knocked him off the city wall, but unfortunately he didn't go outside. I didn't take a closer look to see if he was dead or not. But now you have killed one of my companions. Blood debt must be paid with blood. Let me be your opponent."
She swung the iron rod in her hand, which was about 4/5 of the height of an adult. As she swung the iron rod in her hand, a whirring sound came over. Joels could see that his iron rod was covered with thick blood, which was most likely Hogarth's blood.
This is a brutal war!
Wals did not suffer such heavy losses when he fought against King Graves. At least the generals under his army were not fatally injured. But now, Manide is seriously injured and Hogarth's life or death is unknown.
Just as Joels was about to fight this iron-stick general, a voice came from behind him.
"Mr. Joles, leave this to me. Go and rescue Manid. Hogarth has been rescued by Mr. James. You can go without any worries."
Joels looked back and saw Bandak appear behind Joels with his shield and long sword.
Bandak is good at shooting with crossbows, but may not be very good at close combat. If Bandak is allowed to deal with the enemy general in front of him, it is still unknown who will win or lose.
However, Bandak gave Joels a look that said "I believe you". Joels understood and stopped chasing.
Joels ran very fast. He didn't even look back at Bandak, but he believed that Bandak would be able to defeat the opponent in front of him.
General Iron Stick looked at the new opponent that appeared before him, and he looked down on Bandak.
"Another one coming to die?" The Iron Rod General said this without any mercy, which obviously angered Bandak in front of him. He held the shield in his left hand and waved the long sword in his right hand, rushing forward like an ordinary soldier.
A fierce battle broke out again.
Joels ran very fast. This time, no one stood in his way. He soon ran to where Manid was. He had been rescued by several Nord warriors. Several Sarand rebels in front of him had been killed by Joels. He looked at Manid who was in pain, gave him a comforting look, and continued to fight the enemy on the wall. At this time, another woman in Wals's hand had also stepped onto the battlefield.
Catherine used an ordinary broadsword. Shuangsha and Catherine worked closely together. They faced a general who used a Sarande longsword and a general who used two scimitars. Shuangsha was originally fighting against the general who used dual weapons, while Catherine inherited Manide's position and continued to fight against the general who held a longsword.
After Joels ran to the battlefield, he found that his side was seriously at a disadvantage. If nothing else, Catherine could only go to the battlefield reluctantly. He did not have a strong physique like Mathilde, but decades of marching career still gave him some combat experience. He could only fight a few moves under the enemy general. Soon, her leather armor was torn several times, and there were also some wounds of varying depths. The wounds oozing blood increased as time went by.
This can't go on like this.
Joels didn't say much. He endured the pain in his body and joined the battle. He swung the sword in his hand fiercely at the enemy general, but his perception ability was beyond ordinary people. The sword in his hand twisted a strange arc and blocked Joels' attack. As soon as the two swords collided, the vibration force was immediately transmitted to Joels' shoulder through his arm.
"ah!"
Joles made a weak cry, which indicated that he had unbearable pain in his shoulder.
"Since you are already seriously injured, why do you insist on going to the battlefield?"
The general said to Joels, with a solemn expression on his face, as if he was advising Joels not to go to the battlefield again. Now he was just a wounded soldier.
Joels gritted his teeth, his eyes gleaming with fearlessness and courage, which showed that he would not back down at all because of the wound on his shoulder.
"I cannot retreat from the battlefield until the enemy is completely eliminated."
"Good! You are very chivalrous! But I will not show any mercy, because you are a worthy opponent."
"Thank you!"
Joels turned around and said to Catherine, "You should leave for now. Manid Hoggs is seriously injured and needs someone to take care of him. I will take care of this."
Although Catherine was very reluctant, she also knew that she could not help much by staying here, so after receiving Joels' instructions, she immediately retreated.
Before leaving, he glanced at the wound on Joels' body, wondering if this wound would hinder him from defeating his enemy.
Joels once again participated in this battle. The fight between Shuangsha and his opponent was also in full swing, and the two were still evenly matched. Although the dual-wielding warrior had temporarily let Shuangsha escape from the battle range due to a loophole, allowing Shuangsha to rescue Manide, this had to be said to be the biggest failure of the dual-wielding warrior general.
"Not bad, warrior. You use dual weapons just like me. Now no one will disturb our fight. We will soon decide the winner."
The dual-wielding general said this, but Shuangsha seemed not to hear him and still had that look of being ready for battle.
Such expressions appeared everywhere on the battlefield. Jack's opponent swung his axe and was ready to chop him on the head, but unfortunately he was a step too slow and Jack dodged the attack.
The mace broke through the air with a whirring sound, and Resarit dodged his attack with his nimble body.
On the other hand, Ailen's opponent was holding a half-sword and a shield. Although this set of weapons was not a special combination on the continent, almost any knight would master this combination of attacks. However, the opponent in front of him was very powerful in attack, and his movements were flawless. There was no flaw in the battle.
At the northernmost side of the city wall, a general in a black robe and holding a dagger was fighting with Cress. This general was dressed more like an assassin than a warrior. The Sarand rebels and Wals's men left them some space. Although the dagger was short, it was swung extremely fast. Cress held an equally short dagger as his weapon. The assassin-like general kept making strange laughs in the face of Cress, as if he wanted to affect Cress's observation.
However, Cress was not affected. Instead, he focused more on dealing with the strange man in front of him.
Not far from them, a shining military sickle was slashing down continuously. In front of him was another general under Wals, Niza. The scimitar used by Niza had been chopped into several holes by the military sickle. This was enough to show that the military sickle was extremely sharp. If Niza could free his hands now, he would definitely scratch his head desperately. The man in front of him was wearing heavy armor. No matter where he was attacked from, his armor could always block some of the damage. Moreover, he was thick-skinned and tough, and ordinary scimitar attacks could not cause much damage to him. When he waved the military sickle in his hand, he was as terrifying as the god of death.
"This guy can really compete with Death Scythe Drewry."
Drewry was using a standard harvesting sickle, while the man in front of him was using a long-handled sickle. Although the two people's sickles had different shapes, their attack power was equally fierce.
Having seen the Death Scythe Drewry, Niza had no idea where to start when facing the opponent in front of him.
Like Niza, Fatis was also in a tough fight.
The Sarand Mamluk who seemed to be specially selected, used an iron staff, forcing Fattis to defend. The heavy armor provided sufficient defense, and Fattis had no way to attack. On the other hand, the general who used the javelin was capable of both long-range and close combat. Although Rolf had the upper hand with his axe, it was not for some reason that Rolf could not hurt the other general.
Moreover, during the fight, he always managed to run to a place far away from Rolf, and then throw the javelin in his hand. If Rolf was not careful, he would be hit by the javelin. Once hit by the javelin, he would not be able to organize the next attack, and then the javelin rain would throw his javelin again. Fortunately, Rolf did not let him succeed, and his javelin did not hit him once.
This is one of the few generals under Wals who has the upper hand. On the other hand, Bestur's opponent uses a light two-handed scimitar. The speed of the two-handed scimitar is fast. Here I also swing it in your hand, and the speed is even faster. Bestur can only barely tie with him. Bestur is a standard Kugit. To be honest, he is better at riding and shooting, and he is not suitable for melee. But now every general under Wals has participated in the battle. Those generals who are not good at melee can only hide in the dark and shoot. After all, the rebels have already killed the city wall. Although Bestur's archery ability is relatively outstanding, his melee ability is still not weak. At this time, when using people, he can only barely send it out to fight against the enemy generals.
Amyrida, the strongest general under Walls, fought equally with Rackman. Mathilde and Granley were in similar situations. Paynes fought against Francine. Although Francine was a woman, she was still not at a disadvantage when facing Paynes, a big man. What was even more surprising was the film and television Danzi hidden in the desert. The sword in his hand had completely broken through Matson's defense.
"I didn't expect that I would lose because of my weapons and equipment!" Mattson seemed to want to attribute all the sins to his poor weapons and equipment. Danzi's quicksand had broken through his defense, and his sword had been cut into several pieces.
"No, that's not the case. You have to understand that fighting doesn't just rely on weapons, but also on your own fighting skills."
Danqi said to Mattson in front of him. This was a great insult to Mattson. This sentence meant that he was a weakling, a weakling who would only blame all his sins on weapons and equipment.
It is conceivable that this was a huge blow to Mattson.
"You are right. I was slack in my thinking. If my swordsmanship was better, I wouldn't be like this." Mattson could only smile bitterly at this time. He was completely defeated now.
Danzi can kill him with just one move now.
"If you want to kill me, why don't you do it?" Mattson asked suddenly. For a warrior like him, he had been mentally prepared from the moment he stepped onto the battlefield. After all, everyone will die. He has seen the deaths of many of his companions. If he still couldn't accept death.