The sun rises in mid-sky, and the warm noon of winter gives people a lazy feeling, but this certainly does not include the two sides who are fighting each other at the moment.

The sparkling river was covered with corpses and struggling deserters, some of whom had already gotten ashore, and many more were pushing each other and crowding into the river, and the archers on the other side were afraid of hurting their own people, so they could only freeze in place, staring in impatience.

It seemed that the situation was very good, but I frowned worriedly, and looked across the river from the two Earls of Lechfeld, and his eyes revealed a kind of confidence that was unexpected, but sure of victory, and after the initial panic, the enemy stood firm after paying a great price, and the so-called emaciated camels were bigger than horses, yes, they lost the elite axe-throwers, but they still had an overwhelming advantage in numbers, and the confident old count saw how many soldiers there were in Nijmegen, but became not in a hurry.

"Devid, Devid......" I tried to maintain my composure on the surface, glaring back with the same vicious gaze, and feeling apprehensive in my heart, no matter how the Cornflower Knight arrived on the battlefield, his presence would be the decisive key.

I stared at the old earl motionlessly, and whispered to Codename Four beside me: "Why don't you go and look for him, urge him to speed up, and if it's too late, he won't be able to return to the sky." ”

"No, now it's just me, the enemy has not been eliminated, and who will protect your safety if you walk away?"

The Assassin leader simply refused, in her opinion, the victory or defeat of this war did not matter, and it was the most important thing to ensure that I lived, and Enides could not lose his spiritual leader.

"If I lose today, I'm not ready to live...... "If you lose your family, is there still a chance to turn the tables?" I smiled bitterly in my heart.

Codename Four subconsciously moved to this side, the cold aura made my hair stand on end, in fact, from the other side of the river, I couldn't find the person standing behind me at all, she carefully hid herself seamlessly:

"Stay in the green mountains, don't be afraid of no firewood, this sentence is what you taught us, as long as people live, hope is there."

I clenched my fists tightly, my damp palms drenched with sweat, and fear was a small part, mostly out of despair at the outcome, and as the minutes and seconds passed, the corpses of the Swabian axe-throwers were strewn with countless casualties, and Nijmegen was about to face the enemy who had been sharpening their knives for a long time.

"Let's go, embrace the most splendid death."

I said in a pretended free and easy way, wrapping the bandage in my palm.

"I can't imagine that my end is in the middle of this snow-capped mountain."

Shaking his head self-deprecatingly, I remembered something to tell Codename Four, of course the latter was gone, but I knew she was.

"Don't stun me or anything suddenly, as a commander, I must fight with my soldiers until the last moment."

"You're going to fight until the last minute."

Codename Four innocently spread his hands and said that he would never interfere with it: "As for the soldiers who are not with you...... Leave it to fate! ”

I didn't hear what she said after that, for all my attention was turned to the battle that was going on, and several red-eyed warriors stepped on the corpse of the axe-thrower to the other side, and before they could gain a foothold, they were hit head-on, and their bodies were full of arrows like feathers, and they fell to the ground without blinking, and kept slashing to the death.

How long has it been since you've been so committed? I hooked the corners of my mouth and shook the sword in my hand, its blade sharpened by the squire, but it could not hide a few mottled gaps.

"I beseech you, O Lord Almighty! O my rock, do not be silent to me! If you keep your mouth shut to me, I will be like a dying man......"

As if the sword had been brought to life, burning with flames, I pushed through the crowd and raised the sword of vengeance: "Do to them according to what they have done and what they have done." ”

A sword went deep into the bones, the enemy soldier howled and covered the wound, and the whole arm fell off:

"Do unto them as their hands do, and give them their due."

The other axe-thrower knelt in the water in fear, begging for mercy with a face full of face, but I never had mercy on the enemy, this is a crime against myself.

"Since they pay no attention to the ways of the Lord and the works of his hands, he will destroy them and not build them up."

The sword in my hand fell, and the range of movements became larger and larger, and I gradually felt that my body was out of control.

"Blessed be God, because he has heard my voice of supplication, and God is my strength and my shield, and I trust in him in my heart for help."

The rage swept through every corner of the body, and then inflicted all on the opponent who did not have time to flee.

"Therefore my soul rejoices, and I will praise him with songs; God is the strength of his people and the guarantee of salvation for his anointed! ”

Beads of sweat gathered on my forehead, and then dripped down my cheeks, soaking my forehead and sideburns, my chest was panting and undulating, my lungs were filled with spicy smell, and the screams of the enemies in the river were in stark contrast to the screams of the mercenaries on the shore.

"We will be shepherds, for you, my lord!"

The long sword swung again, it cut a few piercing spears, I waded waist-deep water, resolutely rushed to the other side, even though I knew that I would die, but I was willing to be like a real man, didn't I say it before leaving?

"You're all going to die, yes, including me!"

The sentences of the Bible became more and more excited, and these are the few passages I can memorize, the famous hymns and prayers, which I did not expect to be the end of my life.

"For your sake, the inheritance obtained from you, we will carry out your will in a down-to-earth manner, and fill the river that flows to you with their souls."

Raising the sword above his head, the pupils of the enemy soldier in front of him shrunk into a ball suddenly dilated, and fear was everywhere.

"In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit!"

I roared and cut it down, and another human head spun away from my body, and the blood festival swelled like fireworks, blurring the color of heaven and earth, and at this moment, my world was red.

"Your Excellency!"

Owen was also red, and he staggered to dodge the attack, grabbed the attacker's arm, and stabbed his sword out with ease, easily piercing the opponent's chest.

"I forgot to tell you, I'm afraid I'll never have a chance to confess again, and being able to fight side by side with you is the most glorious thing in my life."

I nodded and smiled with satisfaction: "It is also my honor to die with you!" ”

Leng Bu was shot in the shoulder, and his skin was open, and if he hadn't tied the long sword to his hand earlier, he would definitely not be able to hold it and fall.

"Damn, you hurt me!"

A nameless fire burst into my heart, I roared and slashed, Owen followed closely to the left and right, the two set off a bloody storm, the enemy kept moaning and falling, but it was to no avail, and the follow-up continued to replenish and fill the holes in the line of defense of the dead, and on the contrary, the soldiers of Nijmegen died one after another.

Is that all? A bitter smile appeared on my face, the movements of the fight became sluggish and mechanical, and the wounds accumulated, but I could no longer feel the pain, and slowly, the sound disappeared, the picture became clearer, the face zoomed in, and I even captured the movement of the enemy's facial muscles.

"Boom!"

The big sword of both hands swept vigorously and flew my long sword, the tall and rugged swordsman, wearing funny colorful patchwork pants, obviously did not expect to catch such a big fish, and the excited nose quickly expanded.

"Surrender, Duke!"

I closed my eyes and waited for the happy end, and the grim reaper spread its black wings as if to say with compassion, "Welcome home, my child!" ”

Death did not come as expected, and the grim reaper's apologetic shrug disappeared: "Aren't you going to fight until the last moment?" It's not the last moment, you'll have to fight again, my lord! I opened my eyes and teased Codename Four, "Hold on to your sword, don't drop it again." ”

Earl Richfield also saw the code name Four, her slender and slender figure stood out among a group of strong men, and her iconic black clothes undoubtedly showed her identity.

"Kill that man in black, quick!"

The old earl's hysterical order, he had learned the power of Enides, and the scouts who lost were all thanks to these black ** ghosts, so he naturally had palpitations.

"Come on! Kill him! Kill him! ”

Codename Four Good Cast for a long time, my busy eyes, disappeared in a blink of an eye, until the screams rang out, and the heads of three or four mercenaries moved.

"Shoot the arrows! Shoot the arrows! Protect your adults! The old earl's knights panicked, and they guarded their masters, and hurriedly beckoned the archers.

In response to his summons, an arrow struck straight into the squire's shield, its tail trembling incessantly, startling the enemy.

"Woo......"

"Woo ......"

This is the characteristic horn of charge in Nijmegen, was Devid in time? I didn't have time to make sure, the spear protruding from the left and right didn't give me any respite.

"God willing! Who else could it be if it wasn't Devid? ”

Silently praying inwardly, I dodged the deadly thrust and finally took another step towards my opponent!

I don't think I'm a gambler, I grew up in the big dye vat of this society until I was in my twenties, and I didn't learn the social mahjong and poker, let alone other high-end gambling skills, but why came to the Middle Ages thousands of years ago, but I bet again and again with a gambling mentality, won a hundred passes, and lost all my money.

Fortunately, God always seemed to be behind me, and repeatedly helped me to overcome danger and win in chaos, so that, like ordinary people who are addicted to gambling, I was deeply trapped in the strange circle of wealth and danger, and finally fell deeper and deeper.

But a person's luck cannot be tried in a hundred ways, just like Napoleon's large-scale roundabout maneuver across Europe in the face of the old man's fortified wall and clear field, and the turtle breath defense of guerrilla warfare is like an iron fist into a cotton bale, and he can't find the point of focus, so he has to be led by the nose.

After nearly four years in the army, I felt that I could barely be called a life after a hundred battles, and I had nothing to do to sum up my experience and form a complete tactical system.

Its core essence is the same as the gambler's mentality, unrestricted to spread the reconnaissance net, retain the necessary reserves, in addition to the equal division of the army, flank detour copying, there is a chance to take advantage of the advantage, piecemeal consumption, or take advantage of the enemy's distraction to concentrate superior forces to tear through the defense line and take the Chinese army directly, and catch them off guard, or then set up a suspicious array to lead away the enemy's main force, lead the elite into danger, appear in the most unlikely place at the most unlikely time, capture the thief and capture the king first!

Said so wonderful, in other words, the explanation is very simple, pinch the hand more peeking eyes, carefully follow the cards on the house, how much can run how much you can run, or take advantage of the fight between the house and the dealer, smoke the cold and throw the deck to occupy the road, surprise them in a cold sweat to earn some points, or pretend to be a pig to eat a tiger.

It seems that the bad luck of the bad card smasher, let the opponent relax his vigilance, and suddenly two kings and four twos, beat him to suffocate the single, no matter how to analyze, the so-called Nijmegen military thought, can not get rid of the strong ** silk breath, no way, who told us to read less? Famous and decent kung fu can't learn, and there are many tricks on the side of the street in the market, and they don't pressure themselves, right?

**Silk meets rich and handsome, which is the current situation......

The old earl waited calmly to clean up the mess, the few soldiers of Nijmegen generously took righteousness with the belief that they would die, and the heroic but tragic moth put out the fire, and the flames flickered as if they were not extinguished, but the moth really died.

The sound of the trumpet became more and more melodious through the refraction of the valley on both sides, and even shook off the snow on the branches, and the arrow was still coldly and arrogantly inserted into the shield, and the old earl hiding behind it only showed his gray hair without a helmet and deep shining eyes, and the two looked at each other, and the confrontation had begun.

"Prepared? Ambush on all sides? Worthy of Randy the Despicable! This is his eyes speaking, full of sympathetic approval and affirmation.

"You're almost going to beat me, just a little bit." I squinted at the corners of my eyes, carefully collecting my flickering hesitations and trying to look as confident as I could.

"The outcome is still unknown, Lord Duke, let's see!"

The old count's wrinkles were enchantingly unfolded, engraved with endless stories, and even though he knew that Nijmegen's reinforcements had arrived, he still had the capital to call for it, and two hundred brave mercenaries discharged the impenetrable iron bucket array, and unless they charged with heavy cavalry, they could not break through their three-dimensional defense of spears, shield walls, and archers.

Contrary to the direction in which the arrows came, the first reinforcement with a spear appeared from the forest behind the enemy formation, not only the old earl, but even I was confused.

"At that time, the order given to Deved was to cross the river with the whole army, and it stands to reason that there can be no more of our soldiers here, could it be that Gaode won the battle?" I retreated to safety, and Owen and a few of the surviving warriors were on guard.

"Look, my lord, it's Violet!" Owen's eyes were sharp, and he quickly recognized the soldiers who appeared one after another, and they advanced in a neat array of guns, which was by no means comparable to ordinary recruits.

The old count had no time to be distracted, his attention was all on me, and a dozen knights hurried to the rear, sent to deal with the new threat.

"That's the Duke of Nijmegen, whoever captures him alive will be canonized and rewarded by Lord Earl!" Count Lechfeld's cronies were instructed to point at me and shout.

(End of chapter)