I didn't see any reaction from the other party for a long time, so I impatiently raised my head in front of them again, and looked at the old knight's eyes clearly, and said word by word:

"See clearly, your commander Medida has been killed by me in a one-on-one duel, the Chinese army is finished, and our reinforcements are coming, the rout is only a matter of time for you, if you know each other, run for your life!"

His head is like a tree swaying in a storm, and with a little more force, it will be uprooted and swept into a whirlpool from which it will never recover.

I seized the opportunity to blempty step by step towards him, every footprint is solid and powerful, not to mention how flirtatious the movement of the wind sao, at this moment, the superb acting skills of the actor level and the mood of being inaccurate are in stark contrast, I am afraid that these buddies will be too excited and chop me up to avenge his eldest brother, so wouldn't they lift a stone and shoot themselves in the foot, how not to cooperate with the glorious tradition of the main character's immortality.

Afterwards, I guessed that it may be that the overwhelming domineering aura of my body deeply shocked the enemy, or maybe my bloodthirsty and hideous horror frightened the country knight who had never seen the world, in short, when I was hesitating whether to move on, a knight on the other side who hid himself in a chain mail mask finally broke his last nerve, screamed and hurriedly turned his horse's head, and fled in a panic.

Escape has always been easy to cause a chain reaction, the two armies are like two entangled snakes, no one can have the upper hand in the melee, the war has reached this point, the two sides have fought not only tactics, but also the will of the soldiers.

The escape of the enemy knights led to the rout of many knights and soldiers around him, and it was this knight who was temporarily brainwashed by me to become a free loudspeaker who played a decisive role, and while riding his horse away in despair, he shouted in a high-pitched voice: "Lord Count is dead, Lord Count is dead!" ”

The screams of the height can directly shatter the glass like Vitas's soaring high voice, turn into a deep bone-turning palm, melt the little fighting spirit left in the hearts of the soldiers, let timidity and despair take root, and finally bloom into a demonic and poisonous man-eating flower.

"What are you doing? Is your brain short-circuited? Hurry up and run to your own side. ”

I pulled Kohler, who was standing stupidly and bewildered, and ordered him to place the headless body of the old knight on horseback, and then I made the flags of both sides and searched for my own troops against the tide of the rout.

The Grand Duke of Swabia, who was still fighting hard with the enemy just now, looked at the rebels in front of him who were unstable and began to flee, and gave the order to pursue while they were victorious.

The noble knights, who had been surrounded and beaten by pikemen, finally found their best way to attack, and led the squire cavalry to hunt down the rebel infantry who had lost their armor and abandoned their armor, especially those who had no protective armor, and condescendingly took their lives, which was as simple as pinching an ant to death for a knight who had been well trained since childhood.

The panic brought about by the bloody slaughter of one-sided suddenly lost the good situation of the rebels in the urn, and led by the noble knights who were the first to break up on the enemy's right flank, the phalanx composed of light infantry and peasant soldiers also collapsed, and the chaotic soldiers rushed the formation of the heavy infantry of the Chinese army, followed by the well-equipped German knights with rich combat experience, and immediately took advantage of this breakthrough to wedge into the phalanx of heavy infantry that had not been able to rearrange the formation, and divided and surrounded these iron cans, so that they could not give full play to the advantages of group combat. The Swabian axe-throwing infantry who came up skillfully wiped the buttocks of the cavalry, and formed a unit of three or three close combat, aiming at the two-handed giant sword swing and the time difference of a beat to break the heavy infantry individually.

"Grand Duke, I'm late!"

With a sad expression on his face, I jumped up and beckoned from afar to remind the old duke who was his savior.

"I have captured Vipitano, and learned from the rebel commander about the trap on the side of Bresano, and the cunning enemy is trying to ambush our emperor, I have gathered all my cavalry and rushed over without stopping, and finally caught up with the ......"

The old duke motioned to the guards who were in front of him to draw their swords, put away their weapons, and unceremoniously interrupted me, the kind of natural lack of beating, made me think that I was the one who was saved: "Viscount Randy? Why are you here? Why don't you stick to the castle of Vipitano, you are disobeying military orders! ”

Big brother, can you figure it out that I saved you? If it weren't for my emergency rush to help regardless of the cost of life and death, you old fellow would have gone to God to sell cut cakes a long time ago.

"What about His Majesty the Emperor?"

Anyway, you are not the purpose of my trip, I want to do whatever I want, I pretended not to hear his question, and deliberately looked left and right to look for it.

"Isn't Your Majesty by your side? Where is the Guards Corps? ”

"It's not your concern, Viscount."

The old duke replied coldly, staring at me without any emotion on his rigid and unchanged poker face, which reminded me of the big square face of the high school homeroom teacher who was haunted in the back window and filled the back window of the classroom, which still appeared in my nightmares from time to time many years after graduation.

"How did you make the enemy retreat, why didn't I see your cavalry, how many men did you bring with you?"

Finally getting to the point, shaking off Kohler's hand that was secretly tugging at my sleeve from behind, I cleared my throat and pointed to the headless corpse he was carrying on the horse: "I cut straight into the enemy's flank and killed the rebel commander in a one-on-one duel. ”

As I spoke, I ostentatiously threw the human head that I was carrying in my left hand, which I could no longer see, to the ground, and it rolled twice and stopped in the snow like a broken ball, no matter how invincible the body that was once attached to it was, now it can only be a small stepping stone to my victory.

My husband quietly glanced at the head on the ground, instructed the attendant to come forward to identify it, and continued to reprimand me: "No matter who he is, as a nobleman, you should not cut off his head, this is a despicable act, you should guarantee the opponent the whole body, and give him a courtesy that is consistent with his identity." ”

The squire flicked the head from a distance with the scabbard, and then ran to the armor worn by the corpse to look for an emblem that could be used as a mark, and Kohler pointed to him silently, his head bowed as if he did not dare to raise it.

The attendant took a closer look at the delicate emblem carved on the stainless steel close-fitting scale armor, and suddenly held his breath and opened his mouth to speak, the expression was exactly the same as Kohler, who had prevented me from beheading, and the old duke said to him sternly: "What is the matter of panicking, a dead man scares you like this." ”

"Lord Duke, I think you should come and see this person for yourself......"

This noble knight, who was well-dressed in chain mail and also wore chest plate armor, seemed to see what a terrible thing, why were all these people so afraid of a dead old knight?

"Who is it?" The Grand Duke was worthy of being well-informed, and calmly asked his subordinates.

"If I'm not mistaken, this man should be the Count of Ancona, known as the chivalrous knight, Mistress Medida La Crescenti!"