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As soon as Viscount Fermi confronted Griffith, he felt a numbness in his hand, and the longsword almost came out of his hand, but he quickly stabilized his position and distanced himself from Griffith.

At the same time, two of Aster's soldiers attacked the silver-haired knight from behind, spears stabbing out and aiming at Griffith's heart.

There was Viscount Fermi in front of him, and there was a dangerous spear in the back, but Griffith was still calm, he twisted his body slightly, dodged a spear first, and then flipped the broadsword in his hand, and blocked the other spear, and with a push in his hand, the Astor soldier flew out as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer!

The soldier in leather armor was thrown directly against the gray wall, making a loud noise, and the whole person was paralyzed as if he had been run over by a boulder, and all his internal organs were shattered, and blood gushed out from his eyes and nostrils, which was terrible.

It's so arrogant!

Seeing such a look, Viscount Fermi didn't dare to take it lightly again, he originally thought that relying on the numerical advantage, he could hold down Griffith at the peak of silver for a while, but according to the current situation, let alone trapping Griffith, they couldn't keep him at all.

Even if one is not careful, even he will die here.

Gritting his teeth, the long sword in Viscount Fermi's hand took advantage of this opportunity to attack again!

Griffith's side had just repelled a soldier, and suddenly the blade of the sword turned, cutting the other soldier in two together with the spear in his hand, facing the blade of Viscount Fermi, he did not dodge or dodge, driving the war horse under him, not retreating but advancing!

Isn't this guy going to die!?

Viscount Fermi was shocked, although Griffith's current tactics could pose a huge threat to Viscount Fermi, but at the same time, he also exposed himself to the blade, and if neither of them refused to back down, it would inevitably be a lose-lose outcome.

He didn't expect Griffith to fight at all, the heavy broadsword was aimed at Viscount Fermi's vital point, if he was hit, he would be seriously injured if he didn't die, but the silver-haired young man's face did not waver at all, and his calm eyes reflected Viscount Fermi's somewhat old face, and the blade of the sword in his hand swung forward steadily.

"Abominable !!"

Viscount Fermi retreated first, turning his sword around as he turned around slightly, trying to dodge Griffith's blade.

If all goes well, Viscount Fermi will be able to defend against Griffith's attack while also taking the opportunity to organize a counter-offensive - as long as Griffith does not change the direction of the attack.

"Hmph-"

However, the silver-haired Griffith let out a cold snort, and the broadsword in his hand changed its original trajectory, bypassing Viscount Fermi's defenses in an incredible arc, and in a flash, one of his left hands was cut off and raised high with blood.

Viscount Fermi felt a piercing pain and almost fainted, but the cold kept him awake, Viscount Fermi didn't care about his broken arm, he only took advantage of Griffith's gap, and the long sword in his hand was sent, and it was a blow to Griffith's throat.

But Griffith didn't care about this fatal attack, he kicked his legs, and the whole person jumped up from the saddle, and Viscount Fermi's sword move missed Griffith's, and his body collapsed because of it, and his whole body was flawed.

Griffith naturally didn't miss such an opportunity, and as soon as the heavy broadsword was pressed, the blade sank deep into Viscount Fermi's right shoulder, shattering the shoulder blade, and Sensen's white bones and flesh were set off, looking extremely terrifying.

"Whew-"

With such a serious injury, even if a genius doctor treats it on the spot, I am afraid that Viscount Fermi will not be able to hold a sword again for the rest of his life, and now he is even more in the battlefield, Viscount Fermi knows very well that he is probably going to die here today, so he has no worries, and pounces towards Griffith, trying to control his actions and let the Astor soldiers behind him sneak attack.

"Naive."

Griffith whispered contemptuously to Viscount Fermi, using his broadsword as a fulcrum, jumped up again, and pulled his heavy sword out of Viscount Fermi's shoulder, and then turned around.

"For the ...... of Astor"

Viscount Fermi's cry came to an abrupt halt, for his head was off his neck, and his half-open mouth and wide eyes showed the last of his resentment, but no one could hear it.

As the brain that dominated his body detached, Viscount Fermi's body fell forward, falling from his horse in a twisted position, sinking into a dirty slurry of melted snow and mud.

Griffith did not bask in the joy of slaying the enemy general, and with a flick of his broadsword in his hand, he beheaded another rushing Asterian soldier.

Aster's soldiers didn't dare to step forward for a moment, they watched their commander be killed in a few moves, although the opponent only had one horse, but at this moment it exuded the aura of a demon like an endless void, making people dare not approach.

Griffith faced these opposing enemies, and he didn't care to swing his sword to shake off the cooled blood, and then turned on his horse.

It was only then that Aster's soldiers remembered to fight back, and as soon as they put their crossbow bolts on the bowstring and were about to fire, Griffith had already broken through the line like a gust of wind, and no one could stop the silver-haired knight along the way.

Slashed by heavy broadswords, trampled by merciless iron hooves, shattered by the force of the impact, Aster's soldiers fell like wheat fields blown by the wind, and Griffith ran wildly in the direction of Elevifells' escape.

Even though there were soldiers blocking him along the way, it didn't take him long to catch up with Elifers, and when he saw the blonde princess beside a middle-aged nobleman, and on the other side was an unconscious young nobleman chained to a horse, he sneered and galloped away.

"Oh no, the other side is catching up."

Beside Elyfils, Viscount Wellington, who had just joined Her Royal Highness the Princess, looked at the menacing Griffith behind him, knowing that Viscount Fermi should be more than lucky, and in his heart, a decision had already been made.

"Lord Wellington, what are you going to do?"

Viscount Wellington, the sword of Erifels, slowed down his mount, and for a moment did not react, only shouting loudly in the wind.

"Your Royal Highness Princess, please be sure to lead the other soldiers to break through successfully."

Viscount Wellington drew his sword, and he was followed by five light cavalry, their crossbows wound, and they turned their horses' heads and charged towards Griffith, who was charging with their swords.

"Lord Wellington, please come back!"

Erifers also understood what the northern nobleman was going to do at this time, and she felt a sour nose and a little moist in her eyes.

But Viscount Wellington didn't look back.

"Please guide Astelle and witness the fate of the stars."

With only one sentence left, Viscount Wellington, with the long sword in hand, charged towards the silver demon. (To be continued.) Mobile phone users, please browse and read, a better reading experience.