The city of Portland is quiet and peaceful at night.

The moon is like water, the stars are dotted, and on the bleak streets, several knights in gorgeous armor are slowly riding their horses.

Jack lowered his head and was emotionally awkward, he wanted to surprise Sophia today, but Sophia's reaction to his arrival was completely unexpected, and his proud and fragile self-esteem was hit quite a bit. The joy Jack had when he first arrived in Tran was gone.

A gust of night wind blew, and the young baron felt the slightest chill in the wind, and could not help shivering slightly.

The white horse under Jack's seat suddenly stopped on its own.

"Who are you?" As the shouting voice of a family knight beside him rang out, Jack, who had been absent-minded, came back to his senses and looked up at the front.

In the darkness, five black-clad masked men who dissolved into the night stood silently, lined up, blocking the path of Jack and his party. A murderous aura emanated from the masked man, who clearly had bad intentions.

Jack and the knights of his clan involuntarily pressed their hands to the hilt of their swords at their waists.

"Hey, don't you hear...... just as the family knight beside Jack opened his mouth to ask again, among the five masked men, except for the tall masked man in the center, the other four masked men suddenly showed their blades, and their footsteps flew like lightning, attacking both sides like lightning, killing the family knights of the Winston family.

"There are assassins!" shouted the knights of the clan who had come to their senses, and they drew their knights' swords and swung them to block the leylashers that slashed in the air.

Under the miserable white moonlight, gold and iron resonate, and figures fly. As the masked men separated from the Winston knights, one of the Winston knights fell limply from his horse, blood gurgling down his split chain mail, his dying screams strikingly on the silent, empty street.

After losing its owner, the frightened war horse neighed and galloped away. When the war horse passed by a masked man, he saw the masked man raise his knife and immediately cut the war horse in half.

"Who are you?" said Jack was shocked and angry by the change in front of him. Judging from the fighting aura emanating from the four masked men, they were at least martial artists above level six, and their fighting aura was mixed with a trace of violent blood, obviously they were all bloodthirsty butchers who had killed a lot.

"What are these killers, and why did they attack us?" Jack's mind was full of fighting energy, and he stared at these masked men of unknown origin with his sword.

"This place should not be stayed for a long time, and it should be resolved quickly. The masked man, who had not yet joined the battle group, seemed to fear that the dying screams of the previously dead knight would cause the defenders of Portland to suddenly command the other four masked men.

The masked man's voice fell, his wrist flipped, and he quickly flashed a crescent-shaped scimitar, and then his body shook and pounced on the remaining Winston knights like a night owl. The other four masked men listened to the man's command, and they didn't say much, but they saw that their figures flashed, and they had already killed those Winston knights again.

The remaining knights of the Winston family were also furious when they saw that their companions had died on the spot, and they were furious, shouting and scolding to re-entangle and fight with the masked men. These knights of the Winston family are all extraordinary in martial arts, and they can be regarded as the number one among human warriors, but compared to these masked men, they are still a little behind.

In a short time, except for Jack, who was still riding on his white horse and fighting with a masked man, all his family knights fell in a pool of blood, and their horses were also slashed by these masked men with a scream.

A burst of flesh and blood flew.

Suddenly, I heard a low "whoosh" roar, but it was Jack who sold a flaw to the masked man who fought with him in the fierce fight, and the masked man jumped up in the air and slashed into the air, but he didn't have time to change his body in the air, and was stabbed in the right shoulder by the knight's sword in Jack's hand. At the same time, Jack urged the fighting qi in his body, and penetrated the masked man's wound through the knight's long sword, which immediately exploded a rain of blood. The masked man couldn't help but let out a howl in pain for a moment.

Listening to the howl of a wolf, Jack's face turned grim and he shouted, "Are you orcs?"

While asking, the knight's sword in Jack's hand did not pause in the slightest, pulled it from the masked man's right shoulder, and quickly stabbed it into the masked man's throat. Just as the masked man was about to die under Jack's sword, his body suddenly fell backwards, narrowly dodging Jack's deadly sword.

A tall masked man stepped out from behind the masked man who had nearly lost his life under Jack's sword, staring sharply at Jack, who had saved his companion's life by pulling him away from his sword at the critical moment. To read

Jack recognized the masked man from his tall stature as the last masked man to join the warband, and the most skilled of the five. Most of the family knights under his command just now were damaged in his hands.

Three other masked men silently surrounded Jack.

"You're the Wolf werewolf of the Beamon Orcs, aren't you?

From the howling of the injured masked man just now, he basically guessed their true identity. Thinking along this line of thought, Jack suddenly remembered that the crescent-shaped scimitars used in the hands of these masked men were not the standard sabers that the wolf cavalry in the orc army loved to use?

Jack's train of thought gradually became clearer, but he still didn't quite understand why these werewolves came to assassinate him, was it because of his status as a baron of the Byzantine Empire? However, what good would it do to the orcs to assassinate him as a baron? Although the relationship between the Byzantine Empire and the Beamon Empire was tense and there were sporadic conflicts on the border, after all, it had not yet developed to the point of breaking out into a national war, sending people to the other country's borders to assassinate nobles and officials with status, causing social chaos!

The tall, masked man reached out and ripped off the face towel that covered his face, revealing his fanged mouth and lightly fluffy cheeks.

"Hello, Dear Baron Jack Winston, this is a saber knight from the Beamon Empire, and also the co-captain of the independent wolf cavalry wing of the Western Army of the Beamon Empire in the Arnathan region, Blade Ironmane. Despicable people hereby greet you. Blade gracefully bowed and said with a smile.

"Knight?is Beamon's 'knight' synonymous with a despicable sneak attacker, an assassin?Do you have a little knightly spirit?" Looking at the corpse of the wretched knight of the family on the ground, Jack's right hand holding the sword trembled, and an irrepressible anger rose from the bottom of his heart.

Blade still smiled: "Your Excellency, you need me to show chivalry? Of course, this is no problem, and now I, the saber knight of the Beamon Empire, Blade Ironmane, hereby make a one-on-one duel request to His Excellency Baron Jack Winston of the Byzantine Empire." ”

After speaking, the sharp blade said to the other three masked men surrounding Jack: "Landuri, Jossen, Ingisha, you treat Baman, I will be left alone here, don't interfere." ”

At this time, the rest of the masked men also took off their face scarves, revealing werewolf faces.

"Captain, didn't you just say that you want to fight quickly? I think it's better for everyone to go together, and after slaughtering this human being, let's leave quickly, lest you have too many dreams at night. Landhuri feared for Blade's safety and wanted to dispel Blade's desire to go it alone.

Qiao Sen and Ingisha also nodded yes, as members of the Blade Guard, they were also family warriors of the Ironmane Family, and for them, the safety of the Blade, who was both the chief and the young master, always came first.

"Don't worry, just go and take care of Baman. "Your Excellency the Baron is a noble knight, and he deserves a dignified and just challenge. ”

After speaking, the scimitar in his hand pointed forward and said to Jack, "Make a move." ”

Jack, who was surrounded by the siege, saw that the blade actually gave up the siege, but issued a one-on-one duel request to himself, and the thought in his heart turned a few times, knowing that if he wanted to break out of the siege, this was a perfect opportunity. As long as he first defeats the werewolf in front of him who seems to have the highest martial arts, even if he faces the siege of the remaining werewolves, the pressure will be much less. And the fight was so fierce, it should have alarmed the city defense army, as long as he held on for a while, as soon as the city defense army arrived, the unfavorable situation in front of him could be turned over in an instant.

Thinking of this, Jack no longer hesitated. He let out a loud shout, and the fighting energy on his body exploded, and a cloud of silver light wrapped him and the white horse under his crotch.

"It turned out to be an eighth-level Knight of Light. A hint of battle frenzy flashed in Blade's eyes, and he muttered to himself.

The war horse neighed, and in the blink of an eye, it ran in front of the blade. The knight's sword in Jack's hand was raised high, and he slashed at the blade, and the blade dodged and rolled on the spot, sideways to avoid the knight's sword that Jack slashed at. While he avoided Jack's sword, the war knife in his hand slashed, only to hear a mournful roar of the war horse under Jack's crotch, but a horse leg was cut off by a sharp blade.

The moment the war horse lost its center of gravity and fell to the ground, Jack hurriedly jumped up from the horse's back and stabbed the blade that was still lying on the ground. The blade slapped the ground with his left palm, his upper body was raised, his body was tilted, and then his right foot kicked on the ground, and immediately floated back a few meters, and he dodged the sword stabbed by Jack with great agility, and turned over on the momentum, regained his footing, and stood with the knife.

Jack missed two hits in a row and couldn't help frowning.

"Your Excellency, if you attack in my place, you have to be careful. The blade was still smiling, and he slid lightly, his body swaying. Suddenly, with Jack as the center, more than a dozen sharp bladed figures appeared around him, firmly surrounding him in the center.

"Mirror clone attack?" Jack exclaimed, his face turning pale in an instant.