Siegmund's steps were not fast, with a certain rhythm, and the momentum on his body began to rise with his steps, and the air began to rotate around him, as if it was the eye of the storm that was moving.

This is the legend, which is like a moving scourge when fighting, and it is said that everywhere it is said will be severely damaged.

The surrounding wind became Zigmund's shield, causing some of the archers in the distance, who had already thought they were at a safe distance, and were about to throw them, reluctantly lowered their bows and arrows, and their attacks were torn apart by the wind in mid-air.

If they still had magic arrows in their hands, they could have tried to damage Zygmund, but apparently the Baltic Empire would not have given weapons like magic arrows to these Scandinavians to use.

It is not a question of trust or distrust, but the possibility of betrayal is curbed from the beginning, and these Scandinavians are not given any possibility of rebellion, because if it happens, regardless of the outcome, whether there will be bad effects or not, it will be detrimental to the rule of the Baltic Empire and will deepen the estrangement between the two sides.

Siegmund began to get serious, knowing that the enemy he was facing was most likely a combination of Legends and Spellcasters, which was a common configuration in the armies of the Baltic Empire.

Just as he was thinking, five or six fireballs appeared in mid-air, hitting the winds around him straight away, turning the wind tornado into a fire tornado, and directly devouring him.

However, a sword wind flew out of the flames, and the fire tornado was torn open from it, revealing the intact Siegmund inside, and there was nothing wrong with this operation, the familiar taste of the Baltic Empire's spellcaster.

But in the next second, the ground he was standing on began to soften, his feet sank into the soft ground, and began to sink slowly, which was the [Swamp Technique] that restricted the enemy's movements.

If you follow the textbook method of the Baltic Empire, after the swamp technique, it is accompanied by the [Gravity Technique], followed by the combination of [Greasy Technique] and [Fireball Technique].

However, for Siegmund, no, even for ordinary legends, the effect that can be achieved is still very limited, and the caster is indeed very difficult to entangle, but the caster who has not reached the legend still seems very powerless in the face of the legend.

"Let them go down, if you are a Scandinavian, then decide this victory in the Scandinavian way, this is a sacred and honorable battle, don't let anyone else tarnish this battle. ”

At this point, his battle must have ended in defeat, which is not a small blow to the United Kingdom, and it is not good news.

It means that the Baltic Empire, with its main focus on the Attila Empire, still has the spare capacity to deal with the small moves of the United Kingdom and is able to stabilize the areas that have already been occupied.

Siegmund had already appeared outside the swamp in the next second, and at such a distance, he could already successfully see the silhouette of the enemy commander, wrapped in heavy armor, sitting on a white horse with wings.

Siegmund noticed the white horse, which had appeared in mythological descriptions, and that the Valkyries had ridden the white white horses with wings when the Valkyries had brought in the souls of the fallen warriors.

"It seems that the Valkyrie Brünnhilde really favors you, the general of the Baltic Empire. ”

Siegmund did not stop advancing, even if the enemy had the coveted white horse, it could not make him feel timid, and even aroused his desire to fight, making him feel bloody.

In any case, Siegmund was a typical Scandinavian, and the Scandinavian saw fighting as a part of life and enjoyed it.

The Baltic Empire's general had a spear in his hand, and if it weren't for the fact that he was wearing a man's armor, Siegmund would have even suspected that it was a certain Valkyrie who appeared in front of him.

As if hearing Sigmund's voice, the general gently kicked the horse under him with his foot, and began to accelerate towards Siggmund, and in the next moment, the sharp spear had come to Sigmund in front of him.

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The tip of the spear and the blade of the sword made a crisp sound when they touched each other, and a shining light began to appear behind the general, the brilliant white light making him look like a god carrying the sun wheel on his back.

Siegmund did not show weakness, the silver-white light spread along the long sword to the whole body, and the silver-white light made people sound the bright moonlight, which looked as if it was dressed in a moonlight gown.

Without the slightest pause, the two staggered away from each other

Without the drag of his mount, Siegmund turned nimbly, like a ballista fired, and instantly crossed the distance between the two of them to the back of the general, and slashed the general's head with the long sword in his hand.

However, as if he had eyes behind him, the general controlled his mount and moved forward, dodging Sigmund's slash, and then the sharp tip of his spear was already in front of Siegmund.

Siegmund had no doubt that the spear had the potential to break through his defenses, and if he hadn't dodged, it would have been more than a hole in his body if he had been stabbed like this.

Just from the collision with his long sword just now, the touch that came from his hand, Siegmund could conclude that this was a divine weapon that could be compared to the weapon in his hand, such things are all things left over from the previous mythological era, and now every time such a divine weapon appears, it will cause a huge storm, and those who can hold such a weapon are all powerful legends without exception.

The tinkling sound kept ringing, and Siegmund quickly slashed at the opponent's weapon three times with his long sword, finally blocking the opponent's return pistol, and because he focused on the general, he ignored the white horse under him, and received a heavy blow in the abdomen, and was kicked by the white horse.

Siegmund was still in mid-air and did not land, the general on the white horse took out his bow and arrows and began to shoot accurately, he struggled to maintain his balance, his eyes accurately saw the landing point of each arrow, and then shot them all down.

However, when he landed, he could no longer maintain his balance, and at the same time, the general's attack reached the final blow, and the arrows falling from the sky were like meteorites falling from the sky, and the momentum that rushed to his face made the grass under his feet begin to smoke under his feet.

The fireballs were reflected in his pupils that were getting closer and closer, and with Siegmund now on the ground, he had no time to dodge, and there was no way to block the attack with the long sword in his hand.

The roaring explosions began to echo through the field, and the flames mixed with black smoke engulfed the surrounding land, raising dust to obscure the sky, and the cavalry not far away who were watching with great difficulty, with great difficulty controlling the panicked mounts.

The general put away the bow and arrow in his hand, re-held a gun in one hand and a shield in the other, his eyes behind the armor narrowed slightly, he didn't think that his attack just now could kill Siegmund, not to mention that the other party did not take out the real hole cards.

The sun wheel behind him began to glow brilliantly, and if the light just now was like the morning sun, it was the hot sun at noon, and the brilliance was full of undisguised tyranny.

The light eventually converged on the spear he was holding, which had turned from silver-white to golden-yellow, emitting an astonishing heat that even the air around the general was distorted by the heat.

Light and heat have become the weapons of the general, like the son of the sun standing on the ground, and the sun hanging high in the sky has become slightly dim in this light, as if looking at the mother of the young son with kind eyes, unwilling to take away the glory of the young son at such a moment.

"Who are you!"

Siegmund used his sword to break through the flames and smoke and appeared in front of the general, he frowned, looked at the radiant enemy, and asked coldly.

He felt an incomprehensible familiarity in the enemy, but he couldn't find a person to match with him.

"The one who is going to beat you. ”

A dull voice came from behind the armor, and it was impossible to tell the identity and age of the enemy just by listening to such a voice, but despite this, the man's voice still made him

It feels very familiar.

Defeat is not kill, Siegmund's ears moved slightly, and he heard words that should not appear in such a life-and-death battlefield.

I've heard this for years, but no one has been able to do it yet. ”

Zygmund's smile had become cold, no matter whether the other party was familiar with him or not, he would not stop at this time and place, even if the other party did not intend to kill him, but he would definitely not stay for such a reason.

He is a mature warrior and does not make the mistakes that only beginners make, glory and fame, these things are very important, but if you focus too much, you will only be tied to the hands and feet, and the battle will no longer be sacred.

In such a day, under the light of the sun, this battlefield has been controlled by the other side, has become the opponent's home field, the situation is starting to get worse, and as time passes, his odds will decrease.

No, if the other party has the Child of the Sun who controls heat and light, then this battle will definitely not last long, because both light and heat are known for their explosive abilities, and they are the power of an instant burst to devour and burn everything.

The surrounding crowd had already left the battlefield far away, and the battle between legends and legends was not something they could participate in, even watching the battle from a distance could be swallowed up by the aftermath of the battle between the two.

Generals on white horses and warriors with swords engaged in fierce battles on the land, the once flat ground had become charred black, and in some of the craters there was red magma emitting black smoke.

This general's skills are very exquisite, even with Sigmund's ability, he can't win, not only is he not superior in skill, but Zigmund is completely inferior in strength, he not only needs to deal with the enemy, but also needs to deal with the enemy's mount, it can be said that he is now one against two.

A fierce wind blew around him, completely cutting off the flames burning around him, and in the next second, several rays of light pierced the wind and brushed his body, leaving several craters of magma in the ground.

It's really a tough opponent

Siegmund licked his chapped lips, his forehead was already full of sweat, but both his movements and his steps were as smooth as flowing water, he did fall into the disadvantage, but only in the disadvantage, to really defeat him, it was not so simple.

At this moment, the sky once again fell with fireballs, and the high temperature contained in it, let alone the ground land, even the metals in the land could not withstand it, and turned into black smoke magma, flowing slowly like a stream.

Gently waving the blade in his hand, the condensed wind blade met the fireballs, but in the end, it was not the wind blade that cut through the fireball, nor the fireball devouring the wind blade, but the wind and flames mixed together and exploded.

Like brilliant fireworks, it brought the light of death, causing a pause in the fierce battle for a few seconds

His own attack did not achieve much effect, and did not make the general anxious and unhurried to attack Sigmund, the territory of the Baltic Empire, and it was in his favor that the battle continued.

The battle of the Baltic Empire only sees the final result, so it does not think that it is a shameful thing to win more and less, nor does it think that a sneak attack or something will tarnish the honor.

Siegmund suspected that if the war continued, it was likely to attract other legendary powerhouses of the Baltic Empire, and then he would really fall into the disadvantage of not being able to leave.

The battle in the distant camp was nearing its end, with those who resisted and surrendered being killed mercilessly, those who fled were caught up and killed by the Baltic Empire on horseback, and only a handful of Scandinavians managed to escape.

Siegmund began to think about retreating in his heart, he had lost the meaning of continuing to fight, even if he succeeded in defeating the enemy in front of him, he still could not recover from the defeat.

The battle was a defeat from every point of view, and it was an undisputed, indisputable, and unjustifiable defeat, and even the clever Sigomery could not hide the stain on Siegmund.

However, the plan to retreat was abandoned after only a round in his mind, and he saw the general flying into the sky with the white horse, the tip of the spear flashing, and the dense light formed a net towards him.

Siegmund danced the long sword in front of him so tightly that he formed a light wheel and directly tore this net into pieces, and at his level, it was still possible to cut through the light or something.

"One hit to decide the winner!"

He shouted loudly, hoping that he could take out the enemy in front of him in the shortest possible time.