With a loud roar, the hilt of the Assassin's hand slammed into the head of the Assassin again, and immediately after, the tip of the iron sword stabbed nearly half a foot into the Assassin's head.

Then, both of them took a step back, and their weapons fell to the ground.

The left side of the Assassin's head was red and swollen from the Assassin's hilt, and blood was bleeding from it. He was dizzy and his body swayed, but he struggled to keep himself from falling, and took a few steps backwards before he could barely stand on his feet.

The Assassin grabbed the blade of the sword above his head with both hands, let out a terrible scream, and fell to the ground, no longer moving.

A swift sea breeze blew, and the warm breath seemed to carry a smell of blood.

Ignoring the wounds on his head and left hand, he staggered forward a few steps against the gust of wind, bent down and picked up the best elite scimitar he had dropped on the ground, and ran as fast as he could now.

The horse remained not far from Ksmerd, and did not move where he was, and Ksmerd ran to the horse, immediately turned on his horse, and rode towards the village of Udinillad.

Although it was still some distance from the village of Udenillad, it was clearly perceived by Ksmoed, where the fire was dazzling, the people were noisy, and there were constant screams.

Kersmund knew that these shadow assassins were ruthless and murderous without blinking, and they only needed less than twenty people, which was enough to kill all the more than 100 villagers in this small village in just a few minutes.

Perhaps the lords' troops would have rushed to the rescue from the castle or town near the village, but by the time they arrived, the place would have been covered in blood and engulfed in flames.

At this moment, within a radius of 100 miles, only Kersmoud may be able to give timely rescue to this small village.

Instead of daring or imagining the consequences, Kersmoud just rushed desperately towards the village of Udinillad. He tried his best to keep his composure, but his breathing was still rapid, and he could even hear his heart pounding in his chest.

As he approached the residential area of the village of Udenillad, he soon saw a scuffle in the light of a fire. It was evident that there were two sides fighting, one of which, as Ksmerd had expected, was none other than the treacherous Assassins in black hats and robes, and the other was not the villagers of Udinillad, but a number of soldiers in armor.

When Kersmund saw the scale armor or scale vests worn by the soldiers, he immediately recognized them as the regular army of the Kingdom of Vegia. It was not a one-sided massacre in Udenillad, but a fight, and the Shadow Assassins were clearly at a disadvantage in this battle, for they were now only a dozen or twenty men in the battle, while the Vigian soldiers who fought with them numbered thirty or forty.

There were already many corpses lying on the ground, more than half of them were black-clad shadow assassins. However, most of the Assassins, whether lying on the ground or still standing in battle, had no pattern on their chests, and only a few had an iron-blue pattern on their chests.

Before he could think about it, Kersmund rode forward to join the fray, his superior horsemanship sprinting his way through the melee, slashing at the treacherous Assassins.

The battle was soon over, as the battle was quickly brought to an end after Kersmund rode his horse through the crowd and the situation was turned to one side.

The Shadow Assassins were struck down one by one by the soldiers of Kersmerd and Vegia, or killed or wounded. The Shadow Assassin who was wounded and fell to the ground would immediately pull out a dagger from his body and kill himself without hesitation. As a result, not a single Shadow Assassin survived the battle.

The battle ended when the last of the Shadow Assassins was slashed by Kersmerd.

After knocking out all the enemies, Kosmund dismounted and joined the soldiers in extinguishing the fire in the burning house. At this time, the villagers dared to run out of their respective houses one after another.

Later, from the mouths of the Vigia soldiers, Kersmund learned about the general situation and what had happened.

It turned out that these Virgian soldiers were subordinate to the lord of Fort Bruga, Viramboye, and were the elite of his troops, numbering nearly fifty people. Led by Viramboye, they had set up an ambush in a hidden spot near the village of Udenillad before dark, and when the thirty or so Shadow Assassins arrived in the village shortly after nightfall, they began to burn the village and prepare to kill them.

First of all, a dozen or so Vegian archers shot down nearly ten Assassins in an instant, and then, when the Assassins were terrified, Viramboye led his soldiers to rush out and lay siege to these Shadow Assassins.

"How did you know they were going to attack this village?" asked Kersmed to a Virgian guard wearing a scaly armor.

The Vigia guard replied, "I don't know about that! ”

While Kersmerd was talking to the Virgian guard, a middle-aged man wearing a Virgian noble helmet, a nomadic robe, and a short-handled military scythe and a heavy kite-shaped shield walked slowly to Kersmord's side.

He quickly looked Ksmund up and down with a melancholy and deep gaze by the light of the torches around him, and said in a gentle and slightly majestic tone: "Hello, young man, thank you for your assistance! My name is Veran, and I am a friendly neighbor to the villagers of Udenillad, and a loyal vassal of King Yarogerk in the Kingdom of Vigia. What's your name? ”

"Oh, you are the lord of Brugaburg, Wieranpoye! I've heard of you!" said Kosmed respectfully and excitedly, "My name is Kosmerd, and I'm from the Nord kingdom. ”

"You're a Nord, well, I can see it, but I'm not sure, because you're the first Nord I've ever seen ride so well, and you're much better at riding than I am. Really, a skilled Nord warrior, or rather, a Nord knight, oh, this is something I haven't met in years of fighting, and it's unbelievable. Let's hope you won't be our enemy in the future, haha. The surprise and a hint of jealousy in Viramboye's tone were covered by his hearty laughter, "You can come to our aid in time, which means that you are near this small village." So, what are you doing in this little village? Young man, I don't think you are passing through here. ”

With a loud roar, the hilt of the Assassin's hand slammed into the head of the Assassin again, and immediately after, the tip of the iron sword stabbed nearly half a foot into the Assassin's head.

Then, both of them took a step back, and their weapons fell to the ground.

The left side of the Assassin's head was red and swollen from the Assassin's hilt, and blood was bleeding from it. He was dizzy and his body swayed, but he struggled to keep himself from falling, and took a few steps backwards before he could barely stand on his feet.

The Assassin grabbed the blade of the sword above his head with both hands, let out a terrible scream, and fell to the ground, no longer moving.

A swift sea breeze blew, and the warm breath seemed to carry a smell of blood.

Ignoring the wounds on his head and left hand, he staggered forward a few steps against the gust of wind, bent down and picked up the best elite scimitar he had dropped on the ground, and ran as fast as he could now.

The horse remained not far from Ksmerd, and did not move where he was, and Ksmerd ran to the horse, immediately turned on his horse, and rode towards the village of Udinillad.

Although it was still some distance from the village of Udenillad, it was clearly perceived by Ksmoed, where the fire was dazzling, the people were noisy, and there were constant screams.

Kersmund knew that these shadow assassins were ruthless and murderous without blinking, and they only needed less than twenty people, which was enough to kill all the more than 100 villagers in this small village in just a few minutes.

Perhaps the lords' troops would have rushed to the rescue from the castle or town near the village, but by the time they arrived, the place would have been covered in blood and engulfed in flames.

At this moment, within a radius of 100 miles, only Kersmoud may be able to give timely rescue to this small village.

Instead of daring or imagining the consequences, Kersmoud just rushed desperately towards the village of Udinillad. He tried his best to keep his composure, but his breathing was still rapid, and he could even hear his heart pounding in his chest.

As he approached the residential area of the village of Udenillad, he soon saw a scuffle in the light of a fire. It was evident that there were two sides fighting, one of which, as Ksmerd had expected, was none other than the treacherous Assassins in black hats and robes, and the other was not the villagers of Udinillad, but a number of soldiers in armor.

When Kersmund saw the scale armor or scale vests worn by the soldiers, he immediately recognized them as the regular army of the Kingdom of Vegia. It was not a one-sided massacre in Udenillad, but a fight, and the Shadow Assassins were clearly at a disadvantage in this battle, for they were now only a dozen or twenty men in the battle, while the Vigian soldiers who fought with them numbered thirty or forty.

There were already many corpses lying on the ground, more than half of them were black-clad shadow assassins. However, most of the Assassins, whether lying on the ground or still standing in battle, had no pattern on their chests, and only a few had an iron-blue pattern on their chests.

Before he could think about it, Kersmund rode forward to join the fray, his superior horsemanship sprinting his way through the melee, slashing at the treacherous Assassins.

The battle was soon over, as the battle was quickly brought to an end after Kersmund rode his horse through the crowd and the situation was turned to one side.

The Shadow Assassins were struck down one by one by the soldiers of Kersmerd and Vegia, or killed or wounded. The Shadow Assassin who was wounded and fell to the ground would immediately pull out a dagger from his body and kill himself without hesitation. As a result, not a single Shadow Assassin survived the battle.

The battle ended when the last of the Shadow Assassins was slashed by Kersmerd.

After knocking out all the enemies, Kosmund dismounted and joined the soldiers in extinguishing the fire in the burning house. At this time, the villagers dared to run out of their respective houses one after another.

Later, from the mouths of the Vigia soldiers, Kersmund learned about the general situation and what had happened.

It turned out that these Virgian soldiers were subordinate to the lord of Fort Bruga, Viramboye, and were the elite of his troops, numbering nearly fifty people. Led by Viramboye, they had set up an ambush in a hidden spot near the village of Udenillad before dark, and when the thirty or so Shadow Assassins arrived in the village shortly after nightfall, they began to burn the village and prepare to kill them.

First of all, a dozen or so Vegian archers shot down nearly ten Assassins in an instant, and then, when the Assassins were terrified, Viramboye led his soldiers to rush out and lay siege to these Shadow Assassins.

"How did you know they were going to attack this village?" asked Kersmed to a Virgian guard wearing a scaly armor.

The Vigia guard replied, "I don't know about that! ”

While Kersmerd was talking to the Virgian guard, a middle-aged man wearing a Virgian noble helmet, a nomadic robe, and a short-handled military scythe and a heavy kite-shaped shield walked slowly to Kersmord's side.

He quickly looked Ksmund up and down with a melancholy and deep gaze by the light of the torches around him, and said in a gentle and slightly majestic tone: "Hello, young man, thank you for your assistance! My name is Veran, and I am a friendly neighbor to the villagers of Udenillad, and a loyal vassal of King Yarogerk in the Kingdom of Vigia. What's your name? ”

"Oh, you are the lord of Brugaburg, Wieranpoye! I've heard of you!" said Kosmed respectfully and excitedly, "My name is Kosmerd, and I'm from the Nord kingdom. ”

"You're a Nord, well, I can see it, but I'm not sure, because you're the first Nord I've ever seen ride so well, and you're much better at riding than I am. Really, a skilled Nord warrior, or rather, a Nord knight, oh, this is something I haven't met in years of fighting, and it's unbelievable. Let's hope you won't be our enemy in the future, haha. The surprise and a hint of jealousy in Viramboye's tone were covered by his hearty laughter, "You can come to our aid in time, which means that you are near this small village." So, what are you doing in this little village? Young man, I don't think you are passing through here. ”