I shouted a strong blow to prepare for the momentum, and the old knight did not expect that I still had the strength to take the initiative to attack, and was slightly surprised, but the action that should be done did not fall at all.

He followed my tricks with ease, yawning and said to me leisurely, "Don't resist any more, with your current rotten martial arts, even my squire can clean you up." ”

What I want is your indifferent attitude of contemptuous enemies, his eyes flashed, and he flicked a sword to force the old knight to take a step back, and immediately dragged the long sword and ran away.

The old knight, who had fought all his life, had never seen such a strange man as me, and thought that his glory had been insulted, and at last he was enraged, and in spite of the image of the scolding, he chased after me with a long sword, and swore not to give up until he chopped me into meat sauce.

After running two steps, I felt that it was almost over, and I was thinking about how to turn around and give him a return pistol, when I suddenly kicked something uncomfortably under my feet, and fell into the mud with an extremely unsightly dog.

"Oops! Holy! ”

My snot and tears were all over in an instant......

"Haha, where to run!"

The old knight screamed excitedly when he saw me fall, like a hero in a Japanese cartoon, and finally shouted at the boss - enlightenment!

I closed my eyes and prayed that his sword would be sharper and painless to send me back to the twenty-first century, or the legendary heaven.

It seemed like a hundred years had passed, maybe even longer, and my brain had already died, but the imaginary death did not come so quickly.

"Am I in a plane tunnel right now?"

I cautiously opened my eyes, and there was still a bloody battle in front of me, and the old knight looked at me with a strange expression, and his mouth was gurgling as if he had drunk too much and was about to vomit.

I hurriedly crawled to the side with my hands and feet, and I didn't die of vomit again, which would be unlucky. But then again, why didn't the sword that was held in mid-air fall for a long time? Concave modeling needs to freeze the frame?

As I turned over, I stole a glance at the old knight, and immediately turned to look at Kohler, who was still panting not far away, the bowstring still buzzing and trembling.

The Medida Knight, who claimed to be recited his name throughout Europe, was pierced through the throat by an arrow from a nobody, and died without a blink!

At this moment, the cool wind ruffled my hair, and I sat motionless on the ground.

Fate unceremoniously danced a heart-stopping ballet on the tip of my nose, but it scared my little heart, like fried whole wheat bread, crispy and crispy, and it would turn into powder when touched lightly.

I got up in horror, and was thinking about whether I should dance like in the Glorious Game, and then dance with my weapon in my hand and yell: the enemy Medida has been taken! Kohler ran over with a bow and vigilantly observed the situation around him, before lowering his head and asking with concern, "My lord, you don't matter, right?" ”

"It's okay, it's all skin wounds, if you hadn't acted in time, maybe I'm discussing with God right now whether there was an egg or a chicken."

I really admire my hob meat personality, I don't care about what happened to me just when I died, I still talk and laugh calmly in the midst of thousands of troops, and I am poor and poor.

"When this battle is over, I will give you credit and kill the enemy's earl, and His Majesty the Emperor may give you the title of knight, which is much better than following me as a small follower, how about it?"

Kohler shook his head, and resolutely rejected my suggestion, and consulted with me in a tone of supplication that he had never seen before: "My lord, I beg of you, for God's sake, that you must not say that this man was killed by me with a bow and arrow, he was a noble knight, and I am a commoner, and it is the most despicable way to use a bow and arrow to sneak attack on the battlefield, and His Majesty the Emperor will think that I have tarnished the honor of Germany, and he will definitely kill me." ”

He said incoherently for a long time, and I finally grasped the point, the meaning of so much nonsense is that in this era of a thousand cuts, civilians are not allowed to kill nobles, let alone use long-range weapons to sneak attack.

The strange laws of war are incomprehensible to me, who is a good soldier as long as he kills the enemy.

"I promise you, but now is not the time to speak."

I looked at the old knight whose corpse was gradually becoming stiffer, and his dead pupils were slowly covered with a layer of white frost, as if he had fallen asleep quietly, and it felt desolate and eerie.

I turned my face away from looking at him, but I couldn't help but shudder in my heart, this old thing is the strongest opponent I have met since I entered the battlefield, and the power of death is still alive.

"We have to muddy the water before we can fish in troubled water."

Picking up the long sword on the ground, I squinted at the old knight's neck, swallowed hard and spit, tried to imagine the corpse in front of me as a carp to be slaughtered on the board during the New Year, exhaled deeply, and resolutely chopped it down.

"Don't, sir!"

Kohler exclaimed, frightened by my actions, judging from his tangled facial expression, he should have been frightened, and hurriedly reached out to stop me, but in front of him was already a human head with sticky blood flowing from my hand.

I felt that all the facial muscles and nerves were active in the blink of an eye, and he rolled his eyes and almost passed out, and he weakly pointed to the head of the erection neck connected to the vascular nerves, and the head that was still steaming and said to me:

"How can you cut off his head? This is really a big disaster! ”

"I'm saving us!"

I don't understand how decisive Kohler was when he shot Medida, why people are dead and they start to cringe, strange Europeans!

Carrying the head of the Medida, to the sound of the gradual sound of horses' hooves, I turned to face the enemy knights who were rushing towards me, and proudly raised my freshly baked head into the air, and pretended to be calm and shouted:

"Your commander has been killed by me, the heavy cavalry of the Duke of Carinthia is outflanking you, if you don't want to die on the battlefield like him, surrender immediately, you have been defeated!"

I haven't seen any heavy cavalry at all, but I always hear how bullish they are in novels and movies, and I simply take them out to scare people, anyway, the soldiers in the chaotic army don't know the generals and don't know the soldiers, even if he wants to verify it, he can get rid of the crowd that is strangled together, and fool you without discussion.

The enemy knight stared at the swaying head in my hand, as if he saw Sadako crawling out of the TV screen, and the whole person seemed to be frozen from the cold from his feet to his head.

If it weren't for the uncomfortably squirting of the reins of the horse that sat down, I would have thought that he had been immobilized, and the horror quickly filled his poor chestnut pupils at a speed visible to the naked eye, and if it weren't for the eye sockets, it is estimated that the round eyes would fall to the ground with a grunt, and then be trampled to pieces by me as a light bulb click.