Beneath the walls, Das was leading the Sword Guards to fend off the charging lancers. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Captain, a student just jumped off the wall!" Ral raised his sword, unsheathed his spear, and shouted to Darth, who was fending off three lancers at once.

"What? Is he crazy? Forget it, leave him alone, I'm afraid our brothers are going to confess here today, let's do your best, there are wives and children at home, retreat now, maybe there is still a chance to live, if you are not afraid of death, follow me to fight." Two eerie spears stabbed at Darth's ribs with gray air, but Das only turned sideways, sticking to the barrel of the gun, close to a cavalryman who had no time to put away his spear, and the long sword slashed directly through the cavalryman's chest from the bottom up.

"Damn, these monsters, they don't even have blood. "The cavalryman who fell to the ground, there was no blood in his chest, and there was no dirt, but a gray cloud slowly dissipated into the air.

The Academy's Sword Guards are the only armed force within the Academy of St. Foja, and most of the swordsmen in the Sword Guards are free swordsmen who have not received formal military training. Perhaps because of the overstrength of magic, swordsmen in the Fasel Empire are extremely scarce. Low-level swordsmen below the gas level are fine, but swordsmen above the gas level are very rare, and the high-level swordsmen trained in the military academy of the empire are all in important positions in the army.

As a magic academy, St. Forja must teach students how to cooperate with swordsmen and coordinate attack and defense. Therefore, every year, a number of free swordsmen are recruited from all over the mainland. These swordsmen usually have two jobs, one is to cooperate with the instructor to complete the corresponding practical teaching tasks. The second is to be responsible for the security work of the college and maintain the teaching order of the college. However, despite the good pay in St. Forha, the work was easy. However, the Freedom Swordsman is generally lazy and unwilling to be restrained, so few people are willing to visit. For many years, the size of the Sword Guards was only maintained at about a thousand.

It has been more than half an hour since the two sides clashed. The first to reach the battlefield were the fastest lancers. These gray lancers were not afraid of death, as if they did not know that they were tired, and launched round after round of attacks. So far, there have been nearly 700 lancers who have fallen here, and more than 70 sword guards have been killed or wounded.

Darth, who had just defeated three of them, after killing a cavalryman desperately, also had two more narrow wounds under his ribs and back, which was bloody and hideous. The two remaining horsemen did not allow him to breathe, and their spears danced, stabbing at him again like two gray bolts of lightning.

Das roared loudly, while using his left shoulder to push the head of a lancer, the sharp spear instantly pierced Das's shoulder, but Das did not weaken, jumped directly in front of the cavalry, and the spear more than two meters long was forced by him to stand up with his body.

The sword swept away, and the horseman's head was cut off in this way.

And the other lancer missed, without the slightest hesitation, and stabbed with a spear. Das, who had just landed, violently struck the spear that was still stuck in his shoulder, and the already terrifying wound became even more hideous. The spear pierced Darth's shoulder, stabbing right into the head of the lancer behind Darth. The lancers did not have time to retract their momentum and slammed into the sharp spears. There was a thud, and the spearman's head burst open.

Darth still didn't fall.

"Lao Tzu accidentally killed a nobleman back then, if it wasn't for that old bastard Suric who fished me out of prison, Lao Tzu would have died a long time ago. Although this old bastard didn't have any good intentions, it made me live for so many more years. Surik, you old fellow, listen to me, my life will be returned to St. Phauhar today, but after today, if you are still alive, when my daughter gets married, you will have to show Lao Tzu fireworks with magic!"

Darth yelled at the wall, the wound on his shoulder tied up haphazardly with his shirt. Then the brawish-looking strong man once again resolutely rushed into the camp of the lancers.

The surrounding members of the Sword Guards seemed to be stimulated by Darth's fierce and resolute will, and they all stirred up the last trace of fighting energy in their bodies and launched fierce attacks.

For a time, the fierce spearmen were unable to move an inch.

"That's it, I can't move....." Another gray spear dilated in Darth's pupils, and Darth couldn't move in the face of impending death.

On the city wall, an old magician with gray hair looked at Darth who had fallen to the ground, tears blurred. Raising his right hand upward, a huge fireball flew into the air, and then shattered into countless tiny streams of fire, as brilliant as fireworks.

"As you wish. ”

"Why is this happening...... "A girl who was pale and almost exhausted of mental power because of the continuous spell casting choked up.

The next moment, Darth's head would be pierced by the cold spear, and everyone couldn't bear to look at it anymore.

At the last moment, a figure flashed.

"Keng!" the black sword opened the spear, the piercing sound of metal rubbing, the wanton burst of sparks, and a loose white robe, it was the wind.

"It's okay, I caught up. ”

After jumping off the city wall, Weifeng did not directly rush into the enemy formation, but first helped the trapped sword guards to withdraw. At this moment, the entire battle line is more than 200 meters wide, and Wei Feng alone cannot stop it no matter what, and he still has to rely on the sword guards to pull up a defensive line.

"Captain Das, please lead your brothers in the Sword Guard to retreat first, and lay a layer of defense behind you, mainly on both sides, just leave twenty or thirty people in the middle, I can block here first. ”

Weifeng held the black sword in his hand, swept the momentum, and at the same time bullied forward, the sharp tip of the sword silently cut through the throat of the lancer in front of him, and the gray armored body slipped off the war horse weakly, splashing a puff of dust.

From the spear to the black sword cutting the throat, the whole process took less than a second, the movements were clean and neat, and the timing, strength, and distance were grasped quite accurately, even Darth, who has a lot of combat experience, sighed to himself.

It's him?

Das looked at Weifeng with some shock, he didn't expect that this young student, who he thought was over-blooded, would have such superb swordsmanship. Remembering that he had just won the coveted honor of magicians, Darth really felt a little overwhelmed.

"In half a minute at most, the number of lancers here will double. Although your swordsmanship is powerful, you will definitely not be able to stop it. In the academy, people like you don't deserve to die here. ”

Judging the situation on the battlefield, Weifeng believes that Das is far ahead of himself. The action just now is already his limit, even so, Darth still thinks he can't hold it......

"What if I'm from the Night House?"

Darth was stunned, remembering the rumors about the eldest princess. Fortunately, as a free swordsman, Das does not have much hatred for Minglan and the Ye family, but admires the demeanor of the undefeated sword. Coincidentally, Darth once happened to witness a disciple of the Night Family wielding the Seven Nights Sword.

"I don't know much about the Seven Nights Sword. However, if you can unleash the full Enemy Breaker, you may be able to. ”

Darth remembered the black-clad swordsman he had ever seen. When I was still a mercenary, several mercenary groups teamed up to take on a task of encircling and suppressing Warcraft. Originally, with the strength of those mercenary groups, it was not too difficult to kill a Thunder Bee Emperor who had just entered the Holy Rank. But what everyone didn't expect was that after the Thunder Bee Queen achieved the Holy Rank, he actually sensed his own racial realm and summoned an overwhelming swarm of thunder bees.

Just when everyone was already desperate, an inconspicuous young mercenary stepped in.

"Breaking the enemy's sword, it may not have worked before, but now, I can try it. ”

Das looked at the confidence on Weifeng's face, and unconsciously, Weifeng overlapped with the figure holding the black sword many years ago. Should you trust him? If they don't retreat, the Sword Guards can hold off these lancers for a while, but if they retreat, the lancers who have gained the distance to charge will no longer be able to resist.

"The sword guards obeyed the order, and all of them retreated twenty meters, fighting to the death!" shouted Das.

Weifeng glanced at Dath who turned and retreated with some gratitude, and by doing so, Das meant that he had put his life and that of the Sword Guards in the hands of Weifeng.

Weifeng didn't say more, closed his eyes, concentrated his spirit, and the cyan fighting spirit burst out suddenly.

For a while, within three meters of Weifeng's body, there was a swirling cyan fighting spirit.