Viscount Erich drove the fleeing Wendland knights, and at the same time directed a part of the light cavalry to withdraw to the flanks, he had just received a message that the main force of Wendland was moving slowly in this direction, and if Astor was still gathered like this when the enemy arrived, then it was possible that the Wendland cavalry would be scattered. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The appearance of the Wendland knight's rout made him a little surprised, originally he thought that the Wendland army was well-trained and much stronger than Aster, but now it seems that the opposite side is only relying on the numerical advantage, purely in terms of quality, there is not much difference between the two armies.

Just as Viscount Erich looked around the battlefield and thought about his next move, from the side of the woodland, there was a crisp sound of metal colliding.

"It's ...... Lord Manstein!? ”

As far as the eye can see, under the glow of the silver moon Eustia, the two figures are fiercely clashing.

In terms of profession, Lord Manstein belongs to the advanced class of the swordsman department, the Windranger, which specializes in dual-wielding weapons and breaking down enemy defenses with flexible and fast attacks.

Griffith, on the other hand, is undoubtedly an advanced class of warriors, a berserker, who can hold a two-handed weapon with one hand, and Griffith, who is armed with an extra-large sword, has a fierce offensive that is enough to defeat a hundred.

Swordsmen value skill, while warriors are strong in strength, and the two professions have many similarities and great differences, but in the confrontation between the two, footwork occupies a very important position, and sword skills and combat methods have become secondary.

Griffith stepped forward with his left foot, and the broadsword in his hand also rolled up a sword wind from the lower right.

Lord Manstein did not choose to block, because he knew that every blow of the warrior condensed a huge amount of power, and even if he could resist a superficial attack, his impact would be transmitted to his body through the weapon, causing a certain amount of internal damage.

As a result, the black-haired Viscount tapped the ground with one foot and somersaulted backwards in an attempt to dodge the broadsword's attack.

"Drink—"

However, Griffith also has a lot of combat experience, and his diagonal slash stops steadily halfway through, and his broadsword rushes straight forward, striking at Lord Manstein in mid-air.

“！！！”

Unexpectedly, the other party would come to this hand, and Lord Manstein was surprised and was also thinking about countermeasures.

With one hand on the ground, he leaped in the direction of the blade, and then rested on the blade of the enemy's broadsword with one foot.

"Hmph, it's bold to use the enemy's weapon as a foothold."

Griffith snorted coldly, and the flat sword immediately flipped over.

Lord Manstein, who was standing on the sword, was naturally aware of the other party's thoughts, and he jumped forward lightly as the blade flipped over, skimming over Griffith's head in an upside-down manner.

At the same time, the two sabers in their hands also attacked.

A horizontal slash, a vertical slash, a cross-shaped trajectory envelops Griffith's upper body.

This move, called Frostfall, is Windranger's signature skill and is often used as a combo gesture.

"Useless!"

Griffiths knew the direction of Manstein's attack, and he slashed the overturned broadsword in his hand upwards, which was an advanced use of the warrior's skill Moonlight Slash, and in the snap of his fingers, the sharp heavy sword chased after Manstein's figure.

Does the enemy want to exchange his life for his own life!?

Lord Manstein couldn't figure out the other party's tactics, so he could only forcibly interrupt his sword skills, and the two sabers crossed in front of his chest, hurriedly blocking Griffith's moonlight slash.

However, Griffith's next move greatly surprised Lord Manstein.

I saw that the originally fierce broadsword, after swinging a quarter of an arc, immediately changed its trajectory, circled around from the other side, and appeared behind Lord Manstein in an instant!

"What !?"

Lord Manstein couldn't imagine that the other party's control of this broadsword had reached such a level, if it was a thin sword, it would be normal, but it was a heavy broadsword, if you want to achieve this level of move change, in addition to having explosive power beyond ordinary people, you also need to have a very deep understanding of swordsmanship.

However, now is not the time to admire the enemy's superb skills, knowing that he has been scheming, Lord Manstein hurriedly changed his position in mid-air with the help of the adjustment of his body posture, and at the same time protected his body with his saber, only to see the broadsword draw a silver-white trajectory, which fell heavily on Lord Manstein's body, and the saber was connected, and the friction between the two burst out into violent sparks, illuminating the gloomy woodland.

"Not bad."

As if commenting on the speed of Lord Manstein's reactions, Griffith said unhurriedly, his voice without the slightest gasp or trembling, and it was steadily frightening.

"But it's still a pity."

Before he could finish speaking, Griffith let go of his broadsword, the heavy iron moving forward by inertia, and his free hands firmly grasped the two sabers of Lord Manstein.

"Drink!"

With a loud roar, Griffith's hands slammed into pieces, and he actually relied on the palm covered by the iron frame to crush the army in the hands of Lord Manstein!

Fragments of steel splattered, scratching Griffith's forehead and Lord Manstein's face.

Blood dripped in the night wind, staining the snow-covered woodlands red.

This is one of the Berserker's signature skills, usually to punch the enemy, but at this moment Griffith used all this power on the saber, so that the saber that was already a little cracked in the battle was directly shattered, Lord Manstein did not expect him to be so messy, but the weapon in his hand has been damaged, the swordsman has lost his sword, and he is unable to fight the Berserker at close range.

Just as Lord Manstein was anxious and thinking about how to get out, a crossbow flew from a distance.

Hmmm――

The bolt passed right between Griffith and Lord Manstein, causing Griffith, who wanted to engage in hand-to-hand combat, to take a step back.

"Lord Manstein!"

Viscount Erich lowered his crossbow and beckoned, and the cavalry around him immediately stepped forward and surrounded Griffith.

"Erich-sama, I ......"

Lord Manstein seemed to blame himself for his defeat, but he didn't dwell too much on it, and immediately distanced himself from Griffith, turned over and jumped on an ownerless warhorse.

"This is a battlefield, not a dueling arena, chivalry is precious, but we just need to pursue victory."

Viscount Erich said, waving his hand slightly, and the dozens of riders around him raised their crossbows and aimed at Griffith, who was in the center of the crowd.

"Is this Aster's tactic?"

Griffith seemed unmoved, and he looked around at the hussars around him, and finally his gaze fell on Viscount Erich.

"But before you shoot your crossbow arrows, look behind you."

Hearing Griffith's words, Viscount Erich hurriedly turned back.

I only saw that in the originally dark forest, in the faint mist, countless fires lit up one after another.

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