Large drops of sweat seeped from his forehead, obscuring Prus's vision, and in the face of the increasingly ferocious attack of Gaisat, Pruss began to be a little unable to support it, and only then did he realize that his enemies were much more cunning than he had imagined. After Gaisat seized the initiative, although the offensive looked fierce and sharp, and there was a lot of a look of not giving up without taking Pruth's life, but in fact, it was always up to the point, most of which were feints, and invisibly, Pruth's physical strength was consumed a little more.

Gaisat tried to maintain his apparent advantage, but most of the time his attention was focused on Prus's feet. Generally speaking, young fighters will be more impetuous, and when they encounter too long entanglement, they will appear timid, and the foot is the best breaking point.

Gaisyat's physical strength is far faster than it seems on the surface, and the loss of an arm is not only a physical balance that has been broken, but more importantly, he will sweat more than he used to be, and lose his strength faster than before. Although he has been fighting his spirits, hinting to himself in his heart that he must concentrate and concentrate, but the mental exhaustion still brings his memories back to the past days.

When was the last time he was tired like this? Was it the evening before the capture of the last fortress of the Amaks? On that day, before it was evening tomorrow, his eyes were blackened for bursts, as if he was about to fall at any moment, and the storm in the desert fascinated the eyes of the archers behind him, but it could not stop the javelins thrown by the Ammonites. I remember that it was just a stunned effort, and a young man fell.

No, but it wasn't that day, a sharp whistling sound crossed Gesyat's ears, which was the sound of a sharp sword cutting through the air, Gesyat subconsciously wanted to parry this move with a sword, but he was a step slower between the swords and flints, but fortunately, it still blocked the original path of the sword, and just slashed down obliquely. There seemed to be some kind of liquid running down his cheeks, and there were faint exclamations and excited yells in his ears.

It's getting more and more like, but Gaceat knows it's not that day. Archers drop their bows and arrows, pick up swords from their companions, and climb through the sandstorm to the top of the city, where warriors with two-handed swords smash the spears of their enemies in the alleyways. This is not that day. It was a battle we had to win on that day, and no matter how difficult it was, we were so convinced that victory would be ours, as if we had fought countless days and nights in the desert.

At that time, he was still a brave and invincible warrior, and now, standing here is just a dying old man.

With a single blow of the sword, Gaisat felt as if a hole had been made in his body, and suddenly became cool, as if a hot and breathless man had been doused with a bucket of water on his dog days.

Yes, it's as cool as pouring a bucket of water on dog days in Great Summer. In the valley of Cyprus? I remember that it was also summer, and the emperor and himself were trapped in a canyon, the weather was stuffy, there was no wind at all, and even his mount was already tired and lay down. The troops were scattered, with only a dozen cavalry and a well left behind them, and behind them were thousands of Armag troops.

The Emperor lay down on the grass in the valley and laughed and said to Ghasat, "We are not leaving." Sweat ran down Gaisyat's helmet. They spent the rest of the day fetching a bucket of water for each of them, then drenched themselves and fed their mounts with water.

Gasat raised the bucket, ready to knock the Emperor unconscious, and then let two young horsemen lead him to break through. But the first emperor was also very agile back then, turned over and dodged, and persuaded him not to waste his efforts. A dozen heavily armored knights rode out of the valley, and more than three hundred Agram cavalry led large Prussian serfs who were simply armed on their backs several times their number. They were forced into battle with whips and bows and arrows by the Amakites, armed with the tools they used for their work.

The young general of Armac wanted to give the order to fire arrows and shoot these heavily armored knights into hedgehogs and honeycombs, but the old one stopped him. "Bows and arrows are expensive, but the Great Prussian serfs are cheap. ”

Looking at the serfs who had come up from the west, the Emperor climbed down from his horse, stuck his sword in his hand into the ground, and said in a skillful country slang of Cyporus: "Brothers, why are you here? Don't you know that the wheat in the mountains is about to be harvested? Don't you know that the sheep in the family have already laid their young? Don't you know that your wife and wife are waiting for you to come home from your farm work to eat?"

"It's you, my lord. A farmer replied tremblingly with his nail rake. "The old man of the Amak said that if you hadn't invaded their manor, we would have been able to stay at home in peace... ”

Seeing the surrounding peasants gradually gather, the knights' expressions gradually became solemn, and the old general on the side pointed his horsewhip straight to the center of the battlefield, and said to the young general: "See? This is the Great Prussian." ”

The first emperor said, "I don't think what you said is right, all this suffering is caused by the Amaks. We should have been the freest people in the world, the rivers in the mountains are sweet, the land in the valleys is fertile, and believe me, if it weren't for the Oppressors who oppressed you, it would be a better place in less than a generation. If you have the courage to face your brothers, why can't you take up these weapons against the Amembians?"

From that moment on, Gaisya knew who his sword was for. The great Prussians, whose small southern relatives were scattered over the hills, rushed resolutely towards the ranks of the Ammais, who were at first astonished, then frightened, and surprised to find that these slaves, who "could be as honest as pigs with two whips," rushed forward one after the other, although they fell one by one under the rain of arrows.

The Emperor himself took a bucket of water from the bucket that Gaisat had intended to use to stun him, and poured it on the almost sluggish Gaisat.

Gayat felt his body sometimes heavy, sometimes very light. Everything in front of me began to shake and spin. In Gaisyat's trance-like eyes, it was as if he had fallen between himself and Prus, and he had become a young man with sound limbs, and the Pruss in front of him had become an old man with only one arm left.

Just when Gaisyat jumped for life, wanting to exchange strength for height and give the last blow to the panting old man in front of him, the sword in the old man's hand suddenly hit Gaisyat's sword about three inches away from his arm like a sharp poisonous snake.

Then, the old man turned around at an extraordinary speed with the help of the power of Gaisat's slashing, because the old man did not have a left hand, so his rotation speed was even a few points faster than that of ordinary youths, Gaisyat couldn't dodge, and the wooden sword in the old man's hand stabbed Gaisyat's chest powerfully...

But strangely, Gaisat didn't feel the slightest pain. At this moment, Gaisat heard a loud roar, it was Prus who jumped up and jumped towards Gallus, Gasyat subconsciously hit the sword in Prus's hand, Gallus was shocked, and the sword in his hand was almost out of his hand, and then, Gasyat used the huge power generated when he was fencing with Pruss to pull the rotation of his body around, and then a sword stabbed Prus's chest. Frightened, Pruss threw the sword in his hand out, and held the sword that Gayate stabbed into his heart in the palm of his hand, and the sharp blade pierced Prus's palm, and blood trickled down.

The chieftains and several kings present were stunned, it had been a long time since they had seen such a superb sword technique, and such a superb sword competition.

At this time, Prus's eyes were no longer the arrogance he had before, and all that was left in his eyes was the tall figure of Gaisat and the sword he had stabbed at him at the end. It had been a long time since he had been injured in a duel, but the more he did, the more painful the wound on his hand became. Until many years later, after the death of those present today one by one, Pruss could not forget this sword, which was a height that he could not reach for the rest of his life.

Gasyat looked at the blood flowing from Prus's hand, first took his sword from Prus's palm, then patted him on the shoulder with the bloody sword, and finally owed the kings the same amount as he had when he first came forward, and then walked to the edge of the fire pit without looking back, and jumped down.

It wasn't until the blazing flames flooded Gaisyat's body that the former sergeant major Stant came out of the ranks of the veterans and said, "All knights, sergeant members, and those who have a sword against the Great Prussians will be killed." ”

Hearing this, Nordin really understood why Gaisate said the weight of the sentence "This may be the last time he will use his sword".

The Grey Friar, who was standing aside, looked calm, and saw him silently walking to the edge of the fire pit, as if praying for him, and as if he was whispering to him. The frightened Prus remained in that half-crouching position until one of his knights stepped forward to help him up.

Pruss didn't say a word for a long time, but picked up the saber he had just discarded, and threw it into the fire pit. Although the last person to survive is himself, it is clear that the winner is already clear. The knights behind Pruss also threw their swords and left Abbasquia with their master. Maybe they won't have a chance to come back until many years later, but it's a sad place for them.

On the day of Felipe the Great's funeral, a lot happened, the first thing is that Felipe the Great's funeral was successfully completed, the second thing is that the Great Prussian Empire was finally established, and the liberation movement that lasted for more than 20 years finally ended with a relatively happy ending, and the third thing is that there is a hero who died in his hometown after going through thousands of mountains and rivers.

After the funeral unfolded in unimaginable terms, it ended at an unimaginable speed. The two kings went from being equal to the emperor of Abbasquia, and the Grey Clergy gave Felipe the Great the honorific title of "Emperor of the Red Lion", and he himself became the first minister of the Great Prus Empire and the first bishop of Sardinia. Since then, he has disappeared like a shadow into the walls of the Abbasquia Citadel, some say they have seen his shadow, others say no, the affairs of the empire have always been dealt with, but very few people really know where these orders come from. It has been said that the shadow of the Greyfriar was once seen on some dark night, but it was nowhere to be found as soon as the morning dawned.

The chiefs of the tribes were given a share of the lands they craved, and for the foreseeable period of time, a significant number of the rulers of these lands would use their talents to build new territories and make them prosperous. Because the two major knights representing the majesty of the empire, the Red Lion Knights and the Forbidden Sergeant Order, have been disbanded, in order to enrich the empire's military resources, Emperor Nording also used this as an excuse to order all the chiefs who directly have lands to send their male heirs to Abbasquia as members of the "Rainbow Knights". This new order of knights will serve as a powerful force to proclaim the majesty of the emperor.

And the knights of the two major knights, the land given by Nordin sealed them like nails in all corners of the empire, which is also in line with their origin at the beginning, that is, they came from all sides of the empire, and finally went in all directions.

At the entrance to the town of Abbasquia, an iron statue rose a few days later, and the statue depicted a knight in full arms, wearing a helmet, looking at the other side of the sea, with a huge knight's sword stuck diagonally on the ground. At the bottom of the statue, the remains of other weapons were made, such as a scimitar that had been split in half and a throwing spear with half of the edges shattered.

Old John, who guarded the lighthouse, said that this statue was very similar to the appearance of the emperor before the expedition, high-spirited and brave, and must have shown great power on the other side of the sea, and gave those Asian people a profound lesson. Because he was the first to see a ship returning from the other side of the sea, Abbasquia's city guards gave him the title of "Eagle Eye" and the status of a squad leader. He watched the sea go from being inconsequential at the beginning to becoming a world-famous trading port for the entire Tirlistin, until one day he suddenly shouted from the tower, "The sea is turning red!" and before anyone could go up and ask him what was going on, he fell from the tower himself.

Because the citizens spontaneously built a tomb for the veteran on a beach, but it was not until the tomb was repaired that everyone remembered that no one knew the name of the veteran, so a clerk in charge of the trade in this sea area casually engraved the words "Tomb of the Eagle Eye" on his tombstone, and then the people dispersed.