"Cheer up, sir!"

Like a civet cat, Kohler stepped lightly over the corpse on the ground and lifted me up from the slag of bright red ice on the floor.

"It doesn't matter if you have the injury on your shoulder, I'll send two people to protect you and hide first."

"Give it to me!"

"What?"

"Give it to me...... Sword! ”

Abruptly, he reached out and snatched the short sword from Kohler's hand, grasped the arrow that had sunk into his shoulder with one hand, and gritted his teeth to break it.

The heart-piercing pain was fleeting, and it was not as unbearable as I imagined.

He grabbed the snow from the ground and pressed it against the wound, and stood up crookedly.

Kohler tried to help me, but I pushed him away, and in a hoarse voice he ordered, "You cover me, and together we will kill all the enemies in front of us."

In this society where I don't offend everyone, I will offend me, if I don't kill people, I will be killed, and even the people related to me will be ruthlessly killed!

In the past, I was too weak, always thinking about calming things down, being a snail hiding in a hard shell without being noticed, and stubbornly sticking to my own world, because there were too many things there that I was reluctant to let go.

It may be childlike innocence, it may be a thick friendship, or it may be a simple conscience, and you want to stick to your conscience, but the reality will always disturb your peaceful life, like a scalpel, accurately stabbing at your happiness, removing the festering dead skin around you, dismembering you in plain sight, exposing all your unknown fragility, breaking the blood stained on your back shell, all of which are memories bit by bit!

I'm Viscount of the German Frontier - Randy Hodrian Neufmann!

If I have to pick up the butcher's knife, I will never retreat, in order to fight for a world where I can live and work in peace and contentment, and stop the sorrow of war with war, I am willing to be madly obsessed with war, exchange my life for life, and end the war with war.

Then...... Maybe my heart will disappear peacefully in Jialan! Find the home of your dreams!

Now I finally understand why the hero finally gave up the opportunity to assassinate King Qin without a name, because he understood this truth and understood the sadness and loneliness in Yingzheng's heart!

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"Who is the leader of this group of knights?"

I replaced my uninjured left hand with a short sword, and calmly asked Kohler, who was no longer as disgusted and unacceptable as he was just now, or rather, forced myself to be insensitive.

"It seems to be the one wearing fish scale armor, there have been four knights standing by his side every inch, the coats of arms are different, may come from different allegiance families, but they work together to protect him, indicating that it should be a nobleman with a high title, this kind of precision fish scale armor is generally made in the Venetian iron workshop, he may be a Venetian dignitary, catching him can make our next move advantageous, we can't coerce the Venetians to fall to us, at least let them declare neutrality and weaken the logistics and supply of the rebels."

Kohler introduced me while looking for a fish that slipped through the net, and every knight who broke out of the encirclement on horseback was sealed by a sword, forcing most of the rebels to dismount and fight on foot, reducing their own targets, using the cover of the crowd to find an opportunity to break through, and hundreds of knights were forced to retreat by a sharpshooter.

"Capture the thief first capture the king, take the boss first, and the minions will naturally be no problem!"

I licked the blood from my mouth, and in a trance I was a little hooked on this nerve-stimulating taste, which always reminded me that I was alive, and exchanged other people's blood for my own chance not to bleed.

Kohler nodded, and cleanly fired three arrows in a row, clearing out the few enemies in front of us and covering us forward.

The rebels weren't all equipped with shields, and perhaps they thought it would be cumbersome to hold them in pursuit, which is why Kohler was able to shoot them with his bow and arrows from a distance.

Form a circular defensive formation to protect their commanders, and the others also pick up all sorts of things from the ground that can protect themselves from being shot by bows and arrows.

The two sides disengaged and divided into two sides, we slowly narrowed the encirclement, and the hundreds of infantry were even tied with an equal number of knights, and it has to be said that the willpower of the last battle prevailed, and the ancestor said that the mourning soldiers would win, and there was indeed a reason.

I put aside the soldiers who were waiting for me to stand in front of the enemy, raised my face so that they could not see my face trembling because of the severe pain in my shoulder, and asked them word by word: "As the viscount of the German Empire, I allow you to surrender with dignity as knights, and if you refuse, we will accompany you to the end, but one thing I can make clear, it is fine that you win, if you lose, everyone will die!" ”

There was a noticeable commotion in the ranks of the enemy, who had not even figured out how they had gone from being trappers to being embattled prey.

Hundreds of knights with perfect swords and armor could not defeat the same number of infantry who had already escaped once, and they were in danger of being completely annihilated.

Some of the knights had begun to look back at their leader, looking for answers from the young knight who had been surrounded in the middle.

Is it surrender? Or is it a war?

It's all in that person's thoughts!

To be honest, I don't know the bottom of my own heart, although under the power of Kohler's 100 shots without missing shots, we have the upper hand in momentum, if we really fight with our lives, not only will we not have the confidence to eat the other party, but it is impossible to end the battle in a short time.

With only these mourning soldiers who lack armor and guns, it is difficult to compete head-on with the rebel knights. Even if you can destroy these enemies in the end, you will pay a huge price.

Moreover, the battle on the other side of the city gate has become white-hot, and more and more enemies continue to pour out of the castle, forcing the knights under the Lannister Knights to dismount and fight, and the soldiers of the bull join the war group like a trickle into the sea, without a splash, and in an instant they are drowned in the crowd of enemies, and disappear without a trace.

"Have you thought about it? The long sword in the hands of the German warriors is already buzzing, and they are eager to drink blood! ”

I looked at the blade of the short sword, deliberately pretending to be very impatient, under the backdrop of the Jin Ge Iron Horse, it looked very good and powerful, but in fact, my heart was empty like a bottomless pit, and I couldn't see it at a glance.

Time is too precious now, and for every minute wasted here, there is a risk that a soldier will be sacrificed on that side, and the balance of victory will be tilted in favor of the rebels. And the balance of failure will tilt one point to one's side!

There is really not much time left for yourself, and you must immediately divide the winner and loser.