Even the coach Pierre himself was frightened, and at this time, the soldiers of Zhongguo, who were still waiting, began to throw away their weapons one after another and ran into the crowd of displaced people. After some confusion, Pierre was left with only 2,000 soldiers.

"General, why didn't we just take advantage of the chaos to escape?" exclaimed Jenson when he saw that Pierre had been holding his ground.

"Let's go, can we go? Those magicians will rain fire, release a round of hail, and the enemy army will fire a random arrow, can we dodge?" Pierre's face was already pale, he was worried that Guo Xing was cheating, and he didn't dare to take advantage of the chaos to break through, but now it seems that there is no chance at all! From the very beginning, he has already stepped into a dead end designed to destroy them completely!

At this time, Suthren stepped out of the front of the formation, and after a hint of laughter, he shouted loudly: "Pierre! you are also the general of Zhongguo, this president will give you a chance, you and I go head-to-head, as long as you win, I will let you live, but if you lose, you have to listen to me, either surrender or die!"

Sutron looked like he was on top, and his tone was as if he was giving a handout. And Marion in the back frowned slightly, obviously the overall situation has been decided, Sutron is doing this is a superfluous move, if he refuses to surrender and kills, why bother himself?

"Sutron! I, Pierre, as a general of Zhongguo, have dignity that cannot be trampled on!, come and fight!" Pierre knew that he would be defeated, but the last fanaticism of being a warrior still swelled in his chest. Perhaps, at this time, being able to die without regret is also a comfort after defending your dignity.

Pierre was desperate, and he could see what was burning in the eyes of the outcasts, and it was a great conviction that Sutron could lead them to the light. It's just that they have suppressed it for too long, and they have imagined everything too beautiful, and the cowards who surrendered and rebelled could not have a way to live in the hands of Sutron. Sutron is not a philanthropist, Pierre just wants to prove that he is still a backbone soldier at the last moment of his death, he doesn't want to be looked down upon until he dies, let alone be looked down upon by the world along with those useless lazy soldiers and the mediocre king!

"Okay, I'm going to fight you!" said Sutron indifferently, and even if he was unarmed, it would be more than enough to level Pierre. Pierre wants to prove that he has a backbone, and Sutron also wants to prove himself, to prove that even if he doesn't have those two magic weapons, he is an invincible existence!

"Wait!" shouted Jenson, and as the lieutenant, he stepped forward and drew his long saber.

"Jensen!" exclaimed Pierre, "it's none of your business here!

"No, General, the Admiral is willing to live and die with you!" Jensen said firmly, his gaze gradually changing from desolation to determination, and he glared angrily at Sutron.

Sutron snorted coldly: "It's really boring, little lieutenant general, how can he be worthy of dying at the hands of this president?"

"Don't underestimate people!" Jenson gritted his teeth viciously, and the blade of the knife broke through the wind and danced loudly.

Sutron tilted his head and smiled faintly at the back: "Which of you is willing to stand up and cut this kid off for me?"

"Leave it to me!" Marion was excited in his heart, and immediately walked up excitedly, and his fanaticism instantly heated up, thinking: Finally, it is my turn to kill the enemy and make meritorious contributions!

Marion stood in the middle of the line, the paladin's innate divine aura wafting through the air. He finally showed off his weapon, and his weapon looked extraordinarily strange.

"In Lower Marion, please call anyone who comes!" Marion shouted domineeringly. In his hand was a silver cross that was larger than a heavy battle axe, and the sun shone down on the top of the cross, which lit up like a magnesium strip when it burned, and the way he held the weapon was quite different.

"My name is Jensen, Marion, and I'm here to take your head!" Jenson slapped his horse and slashed his knife at Marion.

"Bell!" The cross made a nice spin to block Jenson's head-on slash, and Jenson quickly flipped out, but Marion jumped some distance away.

"I'm sorry, I'm a paladin, and taking people's lives isn't my specialty. Marion shook his index finger defiantly, looking like he was underwhelmed.

Jensen was furious: "That's a lot of nonsense!

The blade came quickly, Marion's head tilted slightly, and the blade swept past his ear, and a gust of wind almost cut the skin off his head. Jenson once again raised his sword and swung it down, but he really didn't have any rules, his mind was so full of anger that he couldn't calm down and fight, and he was fighting with all his blood.

At the same moment that Jensen made a knife swing movement, Marion's right arm suddenly lit up with a silver glittering light, and Jenson couldn't see anything at that moment, white and confused.

"Boom!" A round shield of light emerged from Marion's right arm, and Jensen's blade fell, but it was blocked by the shield of light. At this moment, Marion squatted down, and the cross swung violently at the horse's hoof!

The horse neighed, and Jenson stumbled, screaming, and rolled to the ground. Marion smiled coldly: "The victory and defeat have been divided, will you descend or not?"

"Ah......h

"Alas...... It seems that I can only overtake you......" Marion sighed, and at the moment when Jenson's hand lifted the knife and fell, he was lying across the cross on his chest, and instantly generated a brilliant essence comparable to daylight, and at that moment, the aura of holiness spread throughout the camp, and the center of the light turned into a thorn of light, which passed straight through Jensen's chest.

Without any sound, Jenson fell to his knees with straight eyes, and in that moment, he had lost the breath of life. Compared with opponents who are much lower in rank than himself, Marion does not play with and ridicule too much, but tries to respect his opponent, give him a momentary pleasure, and let him bless the minimum dignity of a warrior.

"Jensen!" exclaimed Pierre. Jensen was killed by Sutron's subordinates so easily, as the commander-in-chief, he couldn't be calm anymore, and in anger, he directly jumped on his horse and raised his sword, and rushed towards Sutron himself!

Pierre is certain to die, of course he knows this, even if he wins Sutren, he will still die, but he has no way back, at this time, as the commander, the most fundamental thing is no longer to win the battle, but to redeem the dignity that the defeat has trampled on!

Sutron just stood there alone, without any weapons in his hand, and he had to try to get used to fighting without the "Shadow Eater" and "Demon Slayer". Maybe he's too confident, too arrogant, and doesn't have his opponent in mind, or maybe he's trying to get used to fighting in this way, and he has to learn to be strong inside and stop relying on weapons.

It's just that Pierre still has a trace of naïve fantasy in his heart, after all, he is riding on a horse, he still strikes first, and the big knife in his hand is also vegetarian, he is conceited that his knife skills are not bad, and his combat power is not inferior, and he should not be defeated against Sutron who is standing still, even if he can't kill him with one knife, he shouldn't be defeated, right?

Thinking of this, Pierre rode his horse more and more feverishly, and crashed towards Sutron's body, the world instantly fell silent, and all the eyes present looked at Sutron in unison!

No one expected that Sutron would not move, but he was braking with static, perceiving the opponent's flaws. The horse rushed to Sutron, and Pierre swung his sword at it, but Sutron vanished as if he had come to his senses, and Sutron was already at his horse's side. Although Sutron is powerful, his agility is not low, and it is not difficult for his running speed to bring out an afterimage in the eyes of an opponent of Pierre's level, even without weapons, there is still a huge gap between Pierre and Sutron's combat effectiveness.

Sutron's palm lit up with a blood-colored light, and the smell of blood immediately came to his nose, startling Pierre to dodge, but the blood-colored hand knife, but before that, had been slashed at the neck of Pierre's war horse, Pierre only felt that the whole person was flying, and he was actually thrown out by the war horse! And at that moment, the bloody head of his war horse also flew into the air, and at the same time as the horse's body fell to the ground, blood was sprinkled all over the ground, and although Sutren's palm was red, it was not stained with blood!

"Long live the President!" the White Cloud Knights and the Five Hundred Mage Battalion all shouted violently, and slowly, the outcasts shouted in a frenzy, for them, having a leader like Sutron was the greatest pride of the Human Guild!

Guo Xing and Marion were also overwhelmed by this fanatical atmosphere, if the White Cloud Knights and the Mage Battalion were cheering for Sutron from the bottom of their hearts, then those homeless people were simply following the trend and coaxing, and if they had milk, they were mothers.

In the midst of the roar of the mountains and the tsunami, everyone looked at Sutron standing proudly, as if they had seen a god, but they didn't know that the great god they worshiped at one moment would become a murderous demon the next moment!

Pierre stumbled a few times and got up from the ground, and in the midst of the shouts of joy that seemed to be like the heavens and the earth were cracking, his heart sank and grew cold, and the gloom of despair inevitably swept over him, which he was powerless to dispel.

He was defeated, defeated from the beginning, defeated by the hearts of the people, defeated by Guo Xing's wisdom, defeated by Sutron's bravery, and also defeated himself, but he was defeated!

However, Pierre is the general of Zhongguo, he is a tough guy with dignity and backbone! So, even if he dies, he must die like a hero!

In this way, Pierre swung his knife and rushed towards Sutron, making a final fight, but there was no regret in his eyes.

"It's over......" Sutron smiled coldly at Pierre who rushed over. He flashed in front of Pierre with one arrow step, pinched the blade with one hand, and with his empty hand, the palm of the other hand was bloody, cutting straight into his abdomen, and as the blood rushed out, Pierre finally fell!

The rest of the Zhongguo soldiers were all silent, and one by one they laid down their weapons, waiting for the final verdict of the god of fate......