"Huo!" At this time, Ranmarok let out a heartfelt exclamation, "Amazing! He looked at Eshu, "Both of your subordinates are quite capable, and this is the first time I've seen someone who can launch a sword and shield within two steps to cooperate with the collision and assassination, and the first time I've seen someone actually complete a wonderful counterattack without being rushed and assassinated and stabbing in the face." In fact, if he hadn't been wearing a sharp-beaked helmet just now, but some other bells and whistles, the outcome would have been decided just now. ”

Ai Xiu replied absentmindedly, but Anson on the side was a little curious: "Why the sharp-beaked helmet?" ”

"See the protrusions on the helmet, it's designed to leave plenty of cushioning space for the wearer's head, especially to protect the fragile bridge of the nose, as well as the nerves behind it - it's not a good thing to be hit by someone in the nose during a fight, your sight and hearing will strike at the same time, and you may even lose consciousness directly, and it will be easier for your opponent to kill you than a chicken. But even with the protection of the pointed beak helmet, it was definitely uncomfortable just now. Are you really mercenaries? The level is much higher than those rabble in Silverlake Town! Ranmarok was full of praise, and at the same time, he glanced at Eshu, who was standing beside him, intentionally or unintentionally, only to find that the other party didn't pay attention to what he was saying. His eyes were in a trance, like floating dust in the air, sometimes sloppy and sometimes condensed, and his body spasmed slightly from time to time. What's going on? Ranmarok was aware that Estheu's form was problematic, but he had to focus his attention back on the field. As the notary of this battlefield fight, Ranmarok has been distracted for a long time.

Kia staggered back two steps, a dull roar erupting deep in his skull, and a sense of dizziness swept through his senses, and he could barely hold the hilt of his sword until the drag in his palms reminded him that the fight was still going on, and Wren was still holding his sword hostage. Kia immediately decided, withdrew his shield with his left hand, and kicked on it, pushing back Wren. At the same time, he grasped the hilt of his sword with both hands and snatched it back. The sword and armor made a screeching sound, and the sparks burst like puddles of water that had been trampled on, and Kia smoothly withdrew his sword. Wren abandoned the small leather shield and copied the heraldic shield in his hand. He raised his shield and cautiously observed Kia's movements.

That's right, this Kisia definitely has a knight background, and he has also received quite formal and strict training, and he can grab a collision assassination at a distance of two steps, and his basic skills are so solid that they are a little terrifying. Wren thought to himself. He wasn't sure he would be able to get a solid win over Kea in this fight. Sir Leodre was a master of horseback combat, and as his pupil, Wren was also a master on horseback, and fighting on foot was not his forte. But...... Wren glanced at the heraldic shield in his hand, he now had the advantage of the shield, and he could completely drain the opponent's physical strength steadily. The longer the two held each other, the more information he could gain from the other's offensive.

Kia shook his head, ripped off his belt, took off his helmet and smashed it at Wren. Wren lifted his shield to open it, and at this moment his vision was completely blocked by the heraldic shield, he was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously took a step back, and at the same time he heard heavy footsteps and a sharp sound of breaking the air, one from the ground and one from above!

Table tennis!

Wren's forearm shook, the impact cushioned by the shield was still as fierce as a beast, and his defenses were almost crushed by this attack! Then a stormy assault landed on the heraldic shield, and Kia was like a bloodthirsty lion, frantically tearing at Wren's defense. Having lost his shield, he held his sword in both hands instead, which made each of his swings equal to all his strength! And Kia is not slashing with the blade of the sword, but slapping with the body of the sword, smashing with the hilt! He's using his sword as a blunt weapon like a hammer! Wren struggled to hold on under Kia's frantic onslaught, and even lost room to counterattack. This is no longer a contest of skill, but a contest of perseverance and physical strength.

Whoever can't hold it first will fall!

But Wren felt that he could no longer hold on, his left arm had been numb from the successive onslaughts, and he could no longer keep up with Kia's attacking rhythm in time. Kia also seized the opportunity with precision, stabbing the hilt of his sword through the gap in Wren's defense with a backhand, priing open the heraldic shield. Wren still wanted to fight back, but with a wave of his right hand, the long sword swept towards his waist, but was smashed down by Kia with the hilt of his sword. He reversed the blade of his sword, and the blade stabbed straight into Wren's chest!

Is the winner decided? Ranmaroke wound his arrows and turned his bow into a full moon, ready to shoot Kia's sword. But at that moment, he hesitated for half a second, because he saw Wren's right hand stretched out to his waist, and then pulled out a dazzling white rainbow, which was urgently latched between the two of them, firmly locking the sword body!

This is...... Ranmaroke's eyes widened in surprise.

In Wren's hand was a short knife, the back of which was extremely wide and thick, with three plum-shaped grooves sinking downward, with a narrow opening and a wide inside. Kia's sword is locked in a plum slot in the middle. Wren turned his wrist vigorously, and the long sword was deformed by the short knife, letting out a painful and piercing moan, and then at a critical point, it collapsed!

Kia's hand was light, and before he realized what was happening, only half of the sword in his hand remained. Wren roared and rushed up to knock him to the ground, raising his heraldic shield and slamming it into his head. Oops! Ranmarok realized that both of them in the field were angry, but the appearance of the short knife just now distracted him for a moment, and now it was too late to stop Wren!

Aren't you the leader of this army, it stands to reason that you shouldn't be weaker than them, do something! Ranmarok turned his head to look at Eshu, but a white light flashed in front of him, but it was the half-cut sword body that had just been broken and slapped directly on Eshu's face, and Eshu didn't say a word, and fell on his back.

No way! Ranmarok roared in his heart, you are so weak and can't help it? If the half of the sword didn't fly vertically, but horizontally, wouldn't half of your head fly out? Ranmaroke's anger didn't help the situation, and he could only watch as the sharp horn of the heraldic shield smashed down on Kia's forehead.

It's over...... Ranmarok closed his eyes in despair, how to explain the death caused a death in the battlefield fight he presided over and notarized? Will this mercenary team directly fight with themselves?

Boom!

Ranmaroke opened his eyes, and the bloody scene in his mind did not appear in front of him, on the contrary, a riding spear that appeared at some point poked out just right, and the tip of the spear was in front of Kia with precision and accuracy, and the blatant falling heraldic shield could not even shake the tip of the spear. The other end of the spear was firmly held in the hand of a man, and his wrist was slightly raised, and the heraldic shield came out of his hand without Wren's control. This man is terrible arm strength! Wren was shocked, but he was able to use his power from a more than two-meter-long riding spear, who was he?

"Ranmaroke, how did you do that? You can't even watch a battlefield fight. The man frowned and looked at Ranmaroke, "It's good that I'm here, otherwise these two boys would have to break one by now." ”

"Kenrico, you don't talk nonsense!" Ranmarok shouted angrily, wave after wave of unsettled, one after another accidents made his mood so bad that it couldn't be worse, "Didn't you see that there was one lying next to me?" Guard, go to Wang Li Academy and call a scholar who knows medical skills to come over! ”

"I'll show him first." Kia got up from the ground and touched his forehead, feeling palpitations. He turned to look at Wren: "You won." ”

"You're also very strong, and I may not be able to win another competition." Wren shook Kea's hand, "I'm sorry for what just happened. ”

"It's okay, I'm not dead." Kia shook his head, "I'll have to go see what happened to Essio." As he walked past Kenrico, he was slapped on the shoulder, "Hey, boy, you had a good fight." You can actually use the long sword to use the lion knight's mace technique, tell me the truth, are you the illegitimate son of Duke Brenus? ”

I'm familiar with the son of the famous general of fire, and we used to drink and fight together. Kea thought silently. He shook his head: "My former teacher was a retired knight, and I learned these skills from him. ”

"Really?" Kenrico nodded thoughtfully. He didn't ask any more questions, and Kea took the opportunity to come to the unconscious Eshyu, crouching down to check.

Lion Knight's combat skills? Wren was also thinking. How credible is Kea's rhetoric? He does not hesitate to be suspicious at this time, seamless lies are often half-truths and half-truths, and truth and specious information are mixed together, showing a state of chaos. It seems confusing, but it is not without flaws, because the battle between the two just now has taught Wren too much, enough to completely peel off the coat of confusion.

The knight's sword, which does not lie.

What is the intention of a lion knight of Sarion who has traveled thousands of miles to the frontier of Poimburu? Wren glanced at Kia, only to see that Ranmarok's gaze was on his right hand. He suddenly realized that he still had the short knife in his hand, and hurriedly put it away.

That's right, it's Falcon Hidden Hand Broken Blade. Ranmaroke retracted his gaze. In the entire Pande, only the Knights of the Falcon, who had been expelled from the North by Gregory IV, would use this weapon, which has extremely high requirements for the user's eyesight, as their "knightly hidden hand".

I didn't expect that there was still a falcon knight hidden in this mercenary team, and this mercenary team seemed to be recruited by Viscount Ivanles, right? Ranmaroke's thoughts were suddenly interrupted by Kia's exclamation, "What's going on? ”

"What's going on?"

Kia stood up and moved out of the way slightly, so Ranmarok could see the bewitching and strange blue blood foam on the corner of Esher's lips: "What's wrong with him?" ”

"He's ...... Symptoms of poisoning," said Kia wreathed, "can ...... When was he poisoned? ”