"Come on, chicks with broken wings!"

The brawny man said in a mocking tone that Andrew slapped his shield as if to cheer himself up again. Despite being scarred and with little strength left, he was so confident that he thought he could defeat Andrew, who had injured his arm.

Andrew looked at the strong man alertly, arched himself without saying a word, slowly took two steps back, and held the Spada's iron sword in his left hand, the tip of which was pointed directly at the strong man. Without the slightest hint of flinching, it seems that Andrew is really going to put his life here.

"Good!"

The strong man's expression became even more hideous, he clenched the hilt of the sword in his hand, his grip clicked, he gritted his teeth, and pressed step by step, Andrew was retreating, obviously a left hand still could not allow him to take the initiative to attack.

I just can't figure out where Andrew's sense of face comes from, why do you have to fight this duel when there is obviously no chance of winning?

"Drink!"

The strong man was the first to attack, pounced directly, raised his sword and slashed, Andrew discovered the situation in time, and immediately retreated to dodge.

"Brush!"

The sword fell and slashed into the air, but the strong man's offensive did not stop the pace of attack at all, and immediately lifted the Spada iron sword and pressed forward step by step. Andrew still just kept backing and dodging, and there was no room to fight back at all. Even though he was scarred, his offensive pace did not have any panic at all, advancing step by step, hiding his entire body behind the shield and not allowing Andrew to seize any opportunities, making the attack flawless.

"Die!"

As Andrew retreated, the strong man stabbed forward.

"It's now!"

Andrew jerked to the side, lifted his sword and stabbed it from the bottom to the top, stabbing the strong man in the armpit.

Win? At that moment I felt that the victory was divided, because Andrew had grasped the weakness of the strong man, and I saw that Andrew had already grasped the first ray of victory.

"Boom!"

Andrew slammed down and slammed into the ground, as the strong man grabbed Andrew's weakness the moment he swung his sword, bent his right arm violently, and slammed his elbow into Andrew's right cheek. This force caused Andrew's blade to pierce the air, and caused Andrew to fall to the ground unsteadily, Andrew tried to struggle to get up, but it was followed by a shield of the strong man.

"Bang!"

Andrew was knocked to the ground again, and the blood from his nostrils spurted out. Suffering such a blow made Andrew almost faint.

"You really made me want to kill, a winged chick!"

The strong man raised his head, making the joints on the back of his neck make a "click" sound, and his cheeks were red, and the same red was the pair of eyes, which suddenly seemed to rush out of their sockets. He kicked Andrew on his back and stepped on his chest, holding his sword in his backhand, the blade of which was pressed against Andrew's heart.

"Andrew!"

I saw that the strong man was about to make a move, Andrew's life was in danger at this time, I couldn't turn a blind eye, I kept squeezing in the crowd, but the bastards in front of me were not easy to mess with. The more I squeezed in the back, the more they blocked it, and I didn't understand the slightest bit of humility.

"Die! Die! ”

The strong man smiled sinisterly, and his right hand slowly pressed against the very top of the hilt.

"Kill him! Kill him! ”

I don't know why, Andrew struck the anger of the crowd, they clenched their fists, they didn't care that Andrew was a member of the Roman legion, they roared, hoping that in the next second, they would kill this cripple who shouldn't be in the opposite direction!

"Listen," the strong man actually laughed at this time, and then said to Andrew: "This is not a grudge between you and me, but a fight between you and me, but unfortunately, everyone, yes, everyone, wants you to die, so you are not dead at my hands, but in the anger of all of us!" ”

Andrew didn't say a word from beginning to end, even if he was lying on the ground now, without saying a word, he slowly closed his eyes, as if accepting the arrangement of fate. Probably afraid that Andrew had other ghosts, the strong man still kicked away the Spada's iron sword in Andrew's hand before he could do it. However, for some reason, the tip of the sword against Andrew's heart was stuck in the iron ring of Andrew's chain mail, and it didn't pierce it for a long time.

"Quick, what are you waiting for?"

"Amor, what are you waiting for? Kill this bastard! ”

This strong man named Amor was reluctant to do anything, which caused the dissatisfaction of the soldiers, they pointed at Amor and scolded, and some even wanted to rush up to help him, if it wasn't for the people around him to stop him, Andrew would probably become a ghost under others!

"Don't kill him!"

I shouted at the back of the crowd and struggled to squeeze into the circle.

"Don't come here!"

Amor looked up and stared at me with two red eyes, and I quickly stopped when I heard the sound, for fear that this guy would press down on his sword in excitement.

"Ah, Amor, I think we must have some misunderstanding!"

I explained.

"No, you don't have any misunderstanding with me, just with this guy." He lowered his head and glanced at Andrew, "What he did was really unpleasant!" ”

"Yes!"

His tone seemed calm, but it was quickly silenced by the shouts of the others, but I noticed that Amor hesitated, apparently aware of the sin of killing his comrades.

"Why don't you do it?"

The unruly men around him questioned Amor loudly, and I could clearly see the sweat oozing from his forehead running down his cheeks, although it was in the name of the soldiers, but he had no confidence to do it.

"Enough!"

A shout exploded through the crowd like thunder, and before Amor could come to his senses, a silver light flashed.

"Dang!"

Amor screamed, and the Spada Iron Sword in his hand was knocked away and fell to my feet.

I fixed my eyes and saw that it was Guy, who had been silent for a long time in the back, and this would finally come forward!

"Chief Centurion!"

Amor exclaimed in a low voice, and Guy didn't say a word, took a big step forward, leaned forward on his left side, and knocked Amor down. Guy was standing among the soldiers, his eyes burning with unquenchable rage, and he raised his sword and looked around at everyone.

"You don't know who's the boss, do you?"

With an angry rebuke, the soldiers around him fell silent, and Guy walked around with his sword pointed at the soldiers, the tip of which was facing the throat of each soldier.

"Why, I finally escaped death, so I don't want to live?" Maybe everyone has forgotten Guy's identity.

"You remember me!"

Guy said, sticking the flag of the Twin Legions in his left hand on the ground, and he stretched out his index finger to point at himself, and said slowly: "Here, I am the boss, and I have the right to execute each and every one of you, and you, lowly soldiers, you have no right to kill each other or even have the opportunity to do anything!" ”

As he spoke, he saw Guy turn around sharply and swing his sword with his right hand.

"Brush!"

Amor stood there in a daze, stunned as he stared at a pair of huge eyes, the gushing blood spurting out of his neck, he opened his mouth to say something, but his lips parted, and the blood gushed out. He fell to his knees, his muscular body crashing to the ground like a giant tree.

Guy is crazy! That was the first thought that crossed my mind, and I took the opportunity to run over and pick up Andrew.

"Oh, and you!"

Guy's heart thumped at what he said, and when I looked up, I found that his two bloodshot eyes were locked on me.

"It's over!" I exclaimed inwardly, holding Andrew's right arm with my left hand, while my right hand turned my back to hold the hilt of the sword at my waist, and I didn't want to die like that Amor without resistance.