Chapter 247: Corleone in Battle (Page 1/1)

This black-haired young man who did not wear armor and only held a long sword was naturally Corleone, who had just been punished by Eugen.

Corleone's physical condition was still fully recovered, and he only rested for one noon, and was directly pulled into the army to participate in the battle.

From now on, he is no longer an officer of the legion, but just an ordinary soldier, and his status among the soldiers is relatively low, and any squad leader can command and order him at will.

However, Corleone did not have any complaints about this, and accepted it all silently, really treating himself as an ordinary soldier, obeying the command of his captain, going in and out of the battlefield, hovering between life and death.

Some people in the army also felt that Corleone was somewhat familiar, but no one had investigated Corleone's identity, and with Eugen's orders, no one cared about this.

At present, the Saxon cavalry is attacking, and Corleone is suddenly in a big crisis, but after all, he still has a solid foundation in swordsmanship, although his body is weak, it does not prevent him from dodging.

The Saxon cavalry wanted to kill Corleone with a single blow, but the development of the situation was greatly beyond his expectations, only to see Corleone jump back dexterously half a step, dodging his hammer attack, and then Corleone's long sword in his hand crossed a curve, pointing straight at the Saxon cavalry's waist and abdomen from the bottom up.

The Saxon cavalryman's pupils suddenly constricted, he didn't expect such a thing to happen, looking at the blade that came straight to his chest, the Saxon cavalry pulled the reins in a panic, trying to turn the horse's head to avoid the fatal blow.

Unfortunately, under the effect of inertia, the Saxon cavalry was still a step late after all, and the blade pierced along the gap between the cuirass and the waist, and the wound continued to spread inward, and finally pierced his heart.

Then Corleone pulled the blade away with a forceful pull, and warm blood immediately gushed out of the wound, and the bright red arterial blood spurted out more than half a meter like a fountain.

As if he had expected it, Corleone took half a step to the side to avoid the blood fountain, and then pushed the dying Saxon cavalry to the ground, and at the same time raised his right foot and stepped on the pedal and kicked hard, and the whole person rode on the horse instead of the Saxon cavalry.

He was a knight and needed to be on a horse to perform as well as he should, and Eugen did not equip him with horses, but this did not prevent him from snatching from his enemies.

As for the Saxon cavalryman, until he died, he could not understand why an inconspicuous-looking infantryman could be so powerful that he could take his life in an instant.

It was only at the last moment of his life that the Saxon cavalry suddenly passed through their minds, a figure who had been their commander a month ago, and now had become the Grim Reaper who had taken his life.

However, this case like Corleone was rare among the soldiers, and the infantry and cavalry fought against each other, and even with the defensive line as cover, they had little advantage to speak of.

What's more, the number of Saxon cavalry is too much, although they have been hit hard by the dragon army, the number of remaining cavalry is still very terrible, and each of them is not afraid of death, the fierce blows they encountered before have not destroyed their fighting spirit.

"Kill!" The Saxon cavalry roared, the speed of the charge increased to the extreme, the spear in his hand stabbed out, and the infantry of the city guard on the opposite side hurriedly raised their shields to resist, but they didn't expect that the shield was directly penetrated with a click.

In the infantryman's panicked eyes, the sharp spear was fiercely nailed into his chest, and after penetrating the cuirass, Yu Li still flew his body backwards and pushed it back for a full seven or eight meters before falling to the ground.

The Saxon cavalry roared, drew their spears and raised them high, raising them up with an arrogant laugh.

This man was a captain of the Saxon cavalry, and his brute strength was not as terrifying as the Saxon spear, but he was also a formidable warrior.

At this moment, a long sword next to him slashed diagonally from a tricky angle, and a cold light flashed in the corner of the Saxon captain's eyes, and the spear in his hand turned sideways, blocking the long sword in front of him.

The suddenness of this sword immediately attracted the attention of the Saxon captain, and after blocking the blade, he turned his body around and faced the soldier who attacked him.

"Huh? Are you the garrison of the city of Leber? Why hide your head and show your tail, don't dare to show your true face! The captain roared, his voice as rough as a gorilla's roar.

Naturally, it was Corleone who attacked him, and after riding on his horse, Corleone, in order to avoid trouble, found a strip of cloth to wrap around his face, covering most of his face.

Hearing the question of the Saxon captain, Corleone did not have any expression in his eyes, nor did he open his mouth to answer the question, but took a step forward in silence, the sword light flashed, and the attack was like a dense raindrop towards the Saxon captain.

Seeing this, the captain of the Saxon brigade was inexplicably furious, and with a loud curse, he raised his spear and slashed at Corleone, and the weapons of both sides collided with each other one after another, sometimes bursting out with a little spark.

"Mouse-like guys! Who are you! The more he fought, the more frightened he became, the strength of the opponent was far beyond his expectations, he had been slashed by the opponent's sword several times, but on the contrary, he never brought the opportunity to hit the opponent.

Fortunately, he had armor to protect him, which allowed him to remain undefeated under Corleone's attack, and if the two sides had the same conditions, he would probably have been a corpse by now.

Corleone slashed out a sword again to force the Saxon captain back, and then slowly retreated a few steps on his horse, his cloth was now wet with sweat, his nose was agitated greatly, and his breathing rate rose violently.

Although the battle has not been long until now, he still feels strong fatigue, because of the previous captivity, his body is now very weak, and he can fight to this extent with all his might.

The captain of the Saxon brigade also saw this, but he still did not dare to attack rashly, the strength of the enemy made him a little frightened, and he could not be too careful to deal with such an enemy.

"Phew, you're a true fighter, I, Klutos, think you're a respectable opponent, can you call for it now?" The Saxon captain said in a thick voice that the Saxons have the greatest respect for powerful warriors, and if it is an enemy, the mutual name of the two sides is also a sign of mutual respect.

At this moment, a long horn suddenly sounded from the rear of the defensive line, and the sound penetrated most of the city and spread to the forefront of the defensive line.

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