The sound of violent metal crashing was endless.

"He's going to die!" exclaimed the cavalry from the West.

At this time, the black knights had been trapped by them, and dozens of Western Cavalry had already formed a circle.

There were now four people attacking the Black Knight at the same time.

Moreover, there have been fights and exchanges, and compared to before, the black knight has weakened a lot in terms of speed and strength.

Trapped Beast Fight!

Even those who got closer could hear the Black Knight's heavy panting.

Hearing the excited shouts of the young soldier, a veteran next to him rolled his eyes, did they really think the black knight was inhuman?

It was already a surprise that the Black Knight had lasted so long.

After chasing for more than two hours in total, the sun began to drift westward, and the black knight was no longer tired, so it was hell.

......

"Why don't you shout, shout, one hundred and thirty-two," a short, big-nosed soldier from the West exclaimed triumphantly.

At first, he was indeed frightened by the number shouted by the black knight, which was solved by the black knight alone, although it was an accumulation, but it was still terrifying.

But after surrounding the black knight, he took advantage of the fact that the black knight was parrying the other two people, and the spear stabbed the black knight's back armor with a "boom", knocking him into a crooked body.

Wild beasts also have their moments, which makes him a hunter very proud.

......

There were more people coaxing on the side, admiring the battle of the trapped beasts at this time.

The black knight held a giant sword of more than two meters in both hands, and after knocking the two besieging soldiers in front of him off the pegasus, he roared, as if he had completely lost his discipline, and threw his heavy sword at the short and fat soldier.

The Humpty Dumpty Soldier smirked as well, stabbing the Black Knight in the neck with his rifle.

With a thud, the red and white ones squeezed out of the smashing helmet, and the brains of the Humpty Dumpty Soldier mixed with the twisted helmet.

However, this time the black knight was also very embarrassed, and the spear would pass through his neck, if he was not lucky, he was afraid that he would be pierced directly.

"I'm going to ...... Duel with your leader, and I hope to die like a true knight," the Black Knight said breathlessly.

......

At this time, the surrounding soldiers became more and more encircled, and some of the knights began to show a kind of admiration for the enemy and pity for the dead when they saw the black knight who was still holding on.

After the black knight shouted that he was going to duel, the attacking soldiers from the west also stopped tacitly, waiting for Sir Adam's decision.

Sir Adam, who arrived in a hurry, couldn't help frowning as he met everyone's eyes.

He was a "sane" man, or someone who imitated Tywin at every turn, so he was able to stand out among so many knights in the West, leading an army.

The excitement of the hunt had long since faded, and now his mind was full of how to explain the casualties of more than a hundred people.

The Black Knight's request was actually quite normal, and he was supposed to meet him as a knight.

What made him frown was that he didn't like the feeling of being driven.

What would Duke Tywin do if he was here?

"It's not the process that matters, it's the result that matters, and a lot of people overlook that, Adam, I want you to remember that. ”

"I want you to bring the Black Knight back, dead or alive!"

"I am Lord Tywin's most faithful sword, and without a sword, a sword does not need honor. Sir Adam thought.

......

"Put down your sword, get on your knees, and surrender to me!" Adam said coldly, ignoring the expectant eyes of the soldiers around him, and learned the tone of Duke Tywin.

"Are you a coward, don't even have the courage to fight?" said the Black Knight with disdainful scoff.

"Give you one last choice, surrender, lay down your arms, and you will have a chance to redeem your life, or die!" said Sir Adam, shaking his head as he suppressed his tone.

"I still have a chance to redeem my life?" the Black Knight's tone revealed a hint of sadness, "Aren't you allowed to die a fair death?"

Sir Adam paused, raised his right hand expressionlessly, and drew everyone's eyes to it, "Everyone—"

He slashed his hand down.

"-Kill him!"

......

"!"

Jones was really surprised this time.

He had previously thought that the person who led the army into the woods was brain-dead, but now this guy has become more difficult than he expected.

This is another realist who has escaped the shackles of knightly glory.

Looking at the smiling faces around him and the spears stabbing from all directions, Jones gritted his teeth unwillingly, and just loaded himself for a while, just so that when it was time for a duel, he could kill the commander of this cavalry.

But the other party was not fooled at all.

"Damn, if you can't cheat, just do it!"

Jones kicked his horse hard, roared, and after a few breaths, unleashed the 'rage' that had been hidden all along.

The long-lost strength surged up again, the fatigue was directly eliminated, and the spirit was also lifted.

Under the incredulous eyes of everyone, the black knight's giant sword suddenly accelerated, and a soldier with a spear in front of him was directly cut in half, the upper body of the soldier was thrown far away, and the lower body was still sitting on the back of the horse and charging forward, blood spurting high.

The black knight, who was at the end of his rope just now, seemed to recover in an instant.

No, it should be stronger than it was at the beginning.

Sir Adam looked at the black knight who suddenly burst out, smelled the oncoming smell of blood, and did not meet it at all, but immediately pulled the reins and stepped back.

"Crossbow, crossbow!" he shouted as he retreated.

......

After Jones launched the 'rage', the whole person suddenly relaxed a lot.

Left slash, right slash!

The black giant sword slashed cleanly through the waists and abdomen of the two stunned Western Border soldiers on the left and right, and after cutting through the internal organs, a large amount of blood spurted out of the incision.

The oozing screams woke everyone in front of them.

The real Black Knight has appeared, and the end of the road just now is fake.

The smell of blood suddenly increased, the severed limbs flew high, and the black giant sword was like a wind with a blade, cutting the dozen or so Western cavalry blocking the road in front of them.

Wails and roars mingled, and small patches within a radius of a few tens of meters suddenly became a mess.

......

Jones stared at Sir Adam, who retreated as soon as possible.

He didn't know if the army would retreat after killing Adam, but it was his only way out.

His rage lasted less than an hour in total, and he had a period of weakness after running out, short enough for the soldiers of the West to capture or kill him.

So he's actually pushed himself to the edge of the cliff now.

But Adam seemed to be standing on the other side of the cliff at this time, and the distance between them was like a moat, which could not be narrowed or crossed at all.

More soldiers from the West were pouring in, red armor and blood bound together to drown him in this quick place.

Suddenly, Jones's horse under his crotch hissed and jumped upright, making him stun in all his swings.

"Oh no, the war horse has been hit by an arrow!" Jones's heart suddenly twisted, and the whole person seemed to have one foot out of the cliff, and one step forward was the abyss.

"Stabbing his horse!"