The battle is heating up, and "Permafrost Rose" Notson and "Baldhead" Fred should be in a fight.

In his mind, he analyzed that Notson was a very difficult enemy, and although he was not afraid of solo duels at the moment, the opponent's powerful and even perverted range attacks were definitely a huge threat to his companions.

Or rather, extreme danger.

"Captain, are you waiting for the knights in the castle to consume these undead?"

Red, the "redbeard" on the side, suddenly asked, fully armed and riding on a war horse, he was also wearing a closed helmet, and his face was not exposed. The mercenary with a lot of combat experience saw Gross turn his head, only to find his captain nodding.

Gross looked at him calmly, that was his purpose.

Because of the memories of this body, because of the past of his companions, he didn't have any affection for the noble group, and even if these guys were slaughtered by the undead right under his nose, he would not have the slightest sympathy or sadness—

Combined with the experience of the game in the previous life, "Bald Brother" Fred seems to have the aura of the protagonist to some extent, every time he encounters danger, he can always turn evil into good fortune, he always feels that in addition to the unexpected factor of so-called luck, "Bald Brother" must have some unknown hole cards.

He carefully analyzed, with the strength of the main generals of the two sides, it was obvious that there would not be a winner and a half, and he had time to wait a little longer - the two warring sides converged into a surging wave in their field of vision, and after a few moments, when Gross paid attention to the system again, the total number of people on both sides had decreased by about a third.

……

Bang –

This is a slash from Notson galloping on the warhorse, the dust in the air is visibly shaken out of a circle of ripples like ripples, and a knight servant who is fighting hard next to him has just blocked the attack of the skeleton cavalry in front of him, and the huge impact makes him hold his breath, but when he has not recovered his breath, this circle of ripples has touched his skin, he involuntarily snorted, and the body on the war horse suddenly shook.

Centered on Fred Wolf and Notson in battle, the two sides fought fiercely on the side of the Kingfisher Forest, the sound of weapons clashing incessantly, accompanied by constant shouts, one figure after another fell from their horses, or, fell to the ground.

Taren's successor, Fred Wolfe, whose forehead and bare head were already covered with beads of sweat, gritted his teeth and swung his sword to unleash a sharply angled stab from Notson that was so poisonous that after dozens of rounds of fighting, Fred almost felt like he couldn't hold on—

In fact, when he stepped into the first stage of awakening, he had never been in such a difficult situation. He had fought against his father's knight chiefs, and had conquered small bands of undead and bandits, but the undead commander he had encountered was a formidable enemy he had never encountered.

"It's over, human!"

Notson let out a cold voice from his throat, he stared at the silver-armored knight in front of him, his arms suddenly overlapped and raised high, in a rather strange pose, and the skeletal warhorse under him had also stopped, and a pair of dark eyes were flashing with red dangerous light.

Swordsmanship: Arctic Hurricane!

Although this is a fantasy swordsmanship, its own moves have no fixed routine - this is a well-honed blow from Notson's battle formation, and when launched, it can completely lock up all the enemy's dodge possibilities.

In the game, after the Seven Years' War, Fred, the strongest local lord in the north of Elante, has reached a secret that many players have not been able to understand - the man who married Princess Samantha is not enough to describe it in the word "very strong", because he has been through hundreds of battles in his life, and has almost never had a significant defeat.

Does Fred Wolf die under Notson's sword?

Some people look forward to this scene, and some people are afraid of this scene. On the side behind Fred Wolfe, the chief knight Cumberland drove his horse and charged at high speed, and at this time the loyal knight raised his cavalry spear, and the conical tip of the swing spear swept a surging wind in the air, and the cavalry spear broke between Notson and Fred, as if it was about to separate the two men's hand-to-hand fighting—

Fred's pupils shrank suddenly.

The sword fell.

It was a gray light.

Zuren opened his mouth in surprise, he was a servant who fought with the knights, he was dressed in rudimentary leather armor, and he held a bare and unadorned iron sword in his hand, the blade of which had been cracked several times, as a result of the battle with those damned skeletons, he was desperately trying to chop a skeleton warrior to pieces, and was about to bend over his knees to catch his breath, when he saw a gray streamer skimming the body of the knight chief Cumberland.

There was a buzzing in his ears, and there was a lot of noise all around, but when he looked around, he couldn't feel any sound, and he felt as if he had fallen into an eerie silence, and the long sword flashed a bright line in his field of vision, like an electric snake falling straight down from a thunderstorm—

"I can't help myself!"

Even though Cumberland Jeffrey had the power of the first order of awakening, he still looked vulnerable in front of Notson's powerful fantasy swordsmanship - the conceited death knight held his head high, and the arc of light from the long sword passed through the riding spear that was blocking in front of him, and the two did not collide, but Cumberland's eyes widened instantly.

The power of the law is extremely pure!

"Cumberland, stand back!"

In less than a second, Fred was aware of what was happening in his eyes, and he roared wildly and swung his sword at Notson -

The staggered confrontation again did not make that breathtaking crashing sound, and the trajectories of the two swords seemed to exist in two different spaces, overlapping spaces, and the wind was turbulent, and in an instant, the wind blew the trees near the battlefield into a rattle.

Notson was one against two, perfectly suppressing the two human knights with good strength.

"Master Fred, please retreat!"

Cumberland had already fallen from his horse, and under his mask, a smear of blood appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the huge impact just now had caused his internal organs to be injured a lot, but he did not take half a step back, and after putting down his riding gun, he drew his sword.

The fantasy level of swordsmanship was beyond his imagination.

In just a few moments, his body had already suffered multiple heavy injuries.

Mortal emotions may have fear and cowardice, but the glory of belonging to the knight in his heart makes him not run away from it.

The blade of the sword is raised, and the top position rises.

Sweat trickled down his forehead from his sticky hair, blurring his vision as he saw the imposing Undead Commander take a step forward, and the figure he knew so well was standing in front of him.

"Master Fred! Ahem—"

Cumberland suddenly coughed violently, and he couldn't help but bend down. I want to talk about "Gross the Thief" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~