Kosmod only wants a quick victory, and the faster and fiercer the sword strikes, the higher the fighting spirit.

The weapons of the two kept hitting each other, and the shots were getting faster and faster.

Just when the two were about to decide the winner, in the darkness in the distance, more than a dozen flames suddenly rose into the sky, followed by a series of screams.

In the midst of a fierce battle with the Assassin, Kersmud sensed the presence of a distant fire out of the corner of his eye, and listened to the screams in his ears. He couldn't help but be startled in his heart, and his attack couldn't help but slow down - the place where the firelight and screams came from seemed to be the village of Udinillad!

"Haha, you saw it? Do you hear me? Our men have gone into action to burn down the village and kill people! It's a massacre! Tonight, the village will be bloodied, and the few survivors left of our arrangement will tell the people that it was a Nord who, along with his associates lurking nearby, brought the slaughter to the village of the Kingdom of Vegia. Let's hope that war will break out between the kingdoms of Vegia and Nord over this, as we wish!" The assassin relieved himself as the Ksmerd's attack slowed down, and said with an excited smile.

After hearing the assassin's words, his extreme grief, anger, and hatred suddenly turned into a sea of fire, engulfing all of his body and mind, and he asked in a trembling voice and gritted teeth, "Can't you just come at me? Why? Why do you have to hurt the innocent!"

"We had a plan to provoke war between our two countries! You just happened to inspire us and became a pawn for us. Tonight, you're not our main target, you're not the main character, and I'm just coming over early to kill you out of personal vendettas. The assassin said with a pretended composure as he dodged to fend off Kersmer's attack.

"No!" Ksmerd roared, his heart in a hurry, his attack had lost its original rhythm, and his attack moves were even more chaotic.

His mind was now almost blank, and only one thought remained, which was to kill the assassin at once and stop their evil plot. He really didn't want to see more innocent people killed by the Eternal Night Alliance, and he didn't want these innocent people to be affected by his appearance and suffer misfortune.

The deaths of Abt and Kes, as well as the male villager, had brought him to the limit of guilt and guilt, and he was almost broken, and he could not afford to repeat more tragedies like this, so he had to do everything in his power to prevent it.

However, as soon as he was in a hurry, he immediately lost his proportions, and the rhythm of the attack that had been formed with great difficulty was suddenly completely chaotic, and he could no longer fight steadily, so he just frantically stabbed the knife and sword in his hand at the assassin, just trying to kill him as soon as possible.

However, in this way, not only could he not win the battle faster, but also quickly destroyed all the advantages that he had fought so hard.

In a duel between masters, the slightest carelessness on one side can lead to defeat, not to mention a chaotic rhythm like Kesmode, which is even more dangerous.

Just as he was about to stab the Assassin in the head, the Assassin caught up with him and slashed the oddly shaped knife from the bottom up, pointing at the wrist of Kersmer's left hand. He had dodged a few frantic attacks from Ksmerd before that, and this move had been gaining momentum for a long time, coupled with his quick eye and extremely accurate strikes, it was really unguardable. 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 look like you

Kosmund hurriedly withdrew his left hand, and then pressed his iron sword down to resist his sword. However, the Assassin seemed to have expected such a move from Ekmerd, and his move appeared to be aimed at Kersmer's left wrist, but in fact he had targeted Korsmer's iron sword in the first place.

So when Minded pressed the iron sword against his longsword, his longblade had already struck Minder's iron sword, and he slammed the iron sword upward. With his swift blow, Minded could no longer hold the iron sword, and suddenly, the iron sword came out of his left hand and flew into the air.

At the same time, the scimitar in Kersmond's right hand slashed at the assassin, but the assassin was able to dodge his sword to the side as he picked at his iron sword. Kosmerd's slash was too strong to contain his momentum, and the scimitar sank down with his right hand.

After dodging his sword, the assassin stretched out his claw-like left hand and grabbed the back of his right hand fiercely, making him unable to change his skills for a moment.

After losing the iron sword, the Assassin's left hand immediately punched the assassin's head, but the Assassin's right hand holding the hilt of the strange long knife suddenly let go of the hilt, and before the long knife fell, he immediately re-grasped the hilt of the strange long knife with his right hand, and slashed the knife from the bottom right to the top left, sweeping towards the neck of the Strange-shaped Blade.

His move is very subtle and ingenious, because his knife is affected by the reaction when picking up the Foxysmed Iron Sword, which makes it difficult for him to perform a continuous attack, and at this time he is very close to Kexmord, he is holding the knife in his forehand, and the power of the cut is relatively low, and he takes advantage of the reaction force to change his gesture and hold the knife with his backhand, which can make him make a stronger slash at close range.

Although he could wield a knife in one hand now with far less power than a two-handed one, it was enough to cut flesh in two. Seeing that Kersmerd was about to be slashed by the knife, Kersmer quickly grabbed the assassin's right wrist with his left hand, and tried his best to resist it, so as not to let him be slashed by the knife.

At this time, the hilt of the strange-shaped long knife was less than half a foot from Ksmerd's head. The Assassin immediately changed his tactics and slammed the hilt of his sword into Kersmer's head.

Ksmerd was slammed into the left side of his head by the hilt of the knife, and suddenly felt the Venus above his head pop up, his vision darkened, and his head involuntarily raised.

The battle between the two was a long story, but it only took about three seconds from the time Ksmerd's iron sword was flown to the time Ksmold's head was struck by the hilt.

The Assassin struck Kersmurd in the head with the hilt of his sword, followed by a second hit. As the hilt was about to hit Sensed on the head for the second time, Presentmer's left hand suddenly let go of the Assassin's right wrist. The assassin couldn't stand the slam on the head from the hilt of his sword, and was about to fall, and he couldn't help but laugh with joy in his heart.

However, instead of hanging down after releasing the Assassin's right wrist, Kersmer's left hand was stretched high into the air.

An object was falling from mid-air to the ground to the Assassin's right—the same iron sword that had been lifted high and then fell.

Kersmer stretched out his long, strong arm as hard as he could, just grasping the blade of the iron sword, and then, ignoring the sharp pain in his hand caused by the cutting of the blade, in a loud roar from Kersmer, the hilt of the assassin's hand slammed into the head of Kersmer again, and immediately after, Kersmer also stabbed the tip of the iron sword 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. But whether these Assassins were lying on the ground or still standing and fighting, most of them had no pattern on their chests, only