What was wrong?" she couldn't help but start thinking, but the knight didn't give her this chance, and seeing that the female warrior was a little distracted, she immediately swung her sword and attacked. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Annoyed, Engrave immediately responded with a series of slams, forcing the knight to retreat again.

As soon as the distance was widened, the uneasy feeling came back to my heart, but the knight attacked again, like a maggot in the bones, unyielding. After repeating this several times, the female warrior finally realized that the knight in front of her was the most wrong! Yes, he was too negative to look like he had come to fight at all. Except for the first few attacks, it's remarkable.,The back is completely like a bear kid.,With this half-attack, it's like killing me.,Don't laugh, okay?

Wait a minute, did Engrad think to himself, or did he want to drag me into the melee? She sent the knight off again, and continued to think, he had achieved this purpose, but in the current situation, it was hard to say who would lose and who would win in the melee, and was it necessary to stare at me like a dog?

Or is he really dragging his feet? An idea popped up to Emgreid, but what was the use of delaying time? Just as she was thinking this, there was a sudden commotion behind her. She took advantage of the retreat of the knight to look back, and was startled by the distant scene. On a hill appeared an army, their temperament was quite familiar, it was the baron she had trampled on the ground!

When she drove the hapless baron out of the city, she thought the soldiers had broken up, but she didn't expect to be on the battlefield, especially since the Nords' backs were blazing in front of them because of the charge.

"Despicable Ryldian!" engraved Engrad angrily. And Baron Laugra, who was standing on the hillock, seemed to feel the anger of Princess Lily, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly: "The Nords will never be conquered? ”

The sudden arrival of the enemy left Engrave in a state of agitation. The battle situation, which was still tilting slightly in the direction of Nord, suddenly became extremely unfavorable.

What's even worse is that when they saw their own reinforcements, the originally demoralized Ruierdian people suddenly lifted their spirits, and they frantically counterattacked the Nords like chicken blood, and the originally pig-like battlefield suddenly turned into a real melee. How many Ryrdian militiamen can a Nord warrior take? One, two, three, maybe four would be fine, but the fifth might be able to make a hole in him, and the sixth might be able to plunge a spear into his heart. Seeing the dawn of victory, the Ryordian peasants burst out with extraordinary valor, and the Nords began to die.

Engrave was in a hurry, and now it seemed that it was impossible to retreat, and if he wanted to escape, he had to break through head-on. However, a frontal breakout is not so easy either. As the blade, he and the dozen or so warriors around him were all dragged by the dead and couldn't rush at all, and the annoying knight killed him relentlessly.

However, as soon as they fought, the female warrior felt a noticeable difference, the knight had changed her tactics, and the heavy blade slashed straight at the rudimentary iris shield, making her feel unprecedented pressure. More than just the power of the attack, the knight seemed to be a different person, wielding a great sword fast and deadly, completely devoid of his previous passivity. This change made Engreid a little uncomfortable for a while, and soon fell into the disadvantage.

"Damn!" Engrad barely managed to block a diagonal slash, slid sideways to unload his strength, and slashed at the knight's upper body with an axe. As soon as the knight lowered his head, dodged an axe thrown at him, and with a sharp force on his legs, one shoulder pressed on her chest, and the female warrior suddenly lost her balance and was thrown to the ground. Taking advantage of Engrede's fall, the knight quickly stabbed the female warrior with his long sword back, and the female warrior came to her senses the moment she fell to the ground, and then saw the bright sword head coming straight to the door. In a hurry, she quickly waved her left hand, and struck the sword blade that stabbed straight with the iron gauntlet, and kicked him in the chest while the knight's center of gravity was unstable, and the knight staggered a few steps to stand firm, and then raised the sword again to grab it, but at this time Engrad had already turned over and half-knelt up, and saw the knight attacking him again, and quickly threw the axe in his hand. The knight quickly stopped and dodged the axe, but Engrad also took advantage of the situation to stand up, pulled out the last battle axe from his waist and pointed it at the knight, and the other party saw that Engrave was ready, and it seemed that he did not intend to attack recklessly, and raised his big sword to confront the female warrior from afar.

Ngrave clenched the battle axe in her hand, and the icy air poured into her nostrils with a thick bloody aura, refreshing her. The cold and blood seemed to be the natural stimulants of the Nords, so that the female warrior who had just survived the death swept away the panic and malaise and calmed down again.

Looking at the knight who was waiting in front of him, he shook his left hand, which was much easier, and when he just fell to the ground, the shield had been lost, and he had lost his means of defense, and the next battle would definitely be more dangerous. However, even if you have a shield in your hand, it won't help, after all, the enemy's encirclement is about to be completed, even if you can gain an advantage, as long as you can't kill that annoying knight, you can't turn the tide of the battle, and when that ambitious baron takes the troops to the top, it will be really troublesome.

The knight commander attacked first, but this time it was Engrede's turn to react passively. Without a shield, she had to fight her spirits and think a little, she really didn't have much room to launch an attack worthy of the enemy's strength.

The current battle situation is that she must break through, and the direction of the breakthrough is also very clear, that is, forward, all the way forward. Compared to the more than a hundred regular troops behind her, she would rather deal with the thick layer of rabble in front of her.

The direction of the breakout was decided, but the Nords in the melee simply could not hold their fists to attack. Others are okay to say, but the guards who are the front line are completely shamelessly entangled by the knights and cannot get out, and they are fighting desperately around themselves. And this leper dog-like knight commander in front of him, what about the damn knightly demeanor?

Ngrad took the moment to glance at the situation and suddenly stopped retreating. The knight commander in front of him also paused because of her movements, as if he suspected her intentions, and cautiously set up his broadsword. Engrad hooked his hand defiantly at him, then threw the last of his tomahawks with all his might. However, this blatant throwing attack managed to cut the battle-hardened knight commander, who easily dodged the axe throwing attack and then attacked the defenseless Ngreid. However, his attack was interrupted by a scream from behind, and he quickly turned back to see a knight suddenly fall to his knees, and then his head was cut off by the Nord in front of him.

The commander suddenly realized that the target of the axe just now was not himself, but the subordinate behind him. The axe struck the knight in the crook of the hind leg, causing a hole in his defenses, and was struck by the Nord.

However, for this attack, Emgreid has lost his last weapon, and now he is as threatened as a little sheep, which is a rare opportunity. Just as the commander was about to take advantage of the attack, the Nord man behind him roared and rushed towards him. Damn, the commander had to turn around and deal with the Nords, and the female warrior took the opportunity to pull the axe from the skull of the corpse not far away. "Do you want a pair of two?" said the commander, "Cut, this is a problem. ”

"One against two, the beauty you want. Engrad also said secretly, regardless of the battle here, he carried the axe and rushed towards the other pair of knights and Nords who were fighting.

"Hey, don't run!" the commander finally shouted, a heavy blow that knocked the Nord warrior back, but as he prepared to pursue, the Nord came up again, and now it was his turn to be entangled. The knights, who were concentrating on dealing with the Nords, did not expect a deadly attack from behind, but even if they noticed, with Englade's martial arts, the tricky attack angle was impossible to prevent. As a result, the knights were hit one after another, but the price of this move was Qingqing's life.

As for the commander who was dragged over there, his situation was not optimistic either. It wasn't difficult to deal with a Nord, and although they were war-like, not everyone was as good as a female warrior, so it was easy to pull a few cuts on him. But before he could take care of the goods in front of him, another Nord rushed over with a scream, and then a third, and then a fourth, and Commander Ryrdian was too busy to take care of himself.

Seeing that his front line was almost saved, Engrad took a deep breath, swung his axe in the direction of the commander, and shouted, "Nords, charge with me!"

Hearing the order, the Nord warriors quickly dispatched the enemy in front of them and began to concentrate in the direction of the female warriors, while Engrede himself took the lead in charging the knight commander who was struggling to support him.

The commander was taken aback when he saw this stance. Dozens of Nords rushed towards him, and who could stand it? So, he shamefully coaxed, sold a flaw and was repelled by the Nords in front of him two steps, highlighting the range of their attack, and then ran away with this sword. However, he once again misjudged Engrave's purpose, and the female warrior ignored him at all, and led the men straight to the levy behind the commander just now.

If they were a group of regular troops with a little stronger will to fight, even if it was only light infantry, they might be able to cause a little trouble to the Nords, but they were only conscripts, and even their own bosses were instigated, what reason did they have to go up and fight hard? Therefore, the Nords quickly tore apart the encirclement of the Ryrdians, and although Baron Laugra's troops finally arrived on the battlefield at this time, they could only intercept two or three kittens at the rear.

The Nords who broke out of the encirclement ran out of range of the Ryrdian's crossbow arrows before stopping, and Engrad looked back and saw that his team had become much thinner, but the Ryrdians in the distance were even worse, the boiled duck not only flew, but also turned around and pecked the hunter in the eye, which made their morale plummet, and even when Baron Laugra's troops arrived, they could not suppress the atmosphere of frustration spreading in the ranks. Engrad saw Laugra come out with a blushing face, pointing at the Nords and scolding. The Nords looked at the dancing baron, looked at each other for a while, and then burst into laughter, and soon this laughter turned into a cheer, and the joy of escaping death was, of course, an irrepressible and fierce emotion, and this cheer, when it reached the ears of the Ryrdians, was a naked irony, and so, visible to the naked eye, the soldiers of Svadia were even more depressed.

Seeing that the morale of the Nords was getting higher and higher, Laugra's face became more and more pale, and he was about to continue swearing some dirty words, but was stopped by the knight commander. He could see that the more angry they were now, the more they were emboldened by the Nords. The two discussed for a while, then returned to the formation.

Next, Ngrad saw that Swadia's military formation began to be slightly confused, and then slowly retreated. Obviously, under the low morale, the Ryordian people did not want to kill a thousand enemies and lose eight hundred, so they planned to take advantage of the unguarded Fort Repole to seize it first.

"MD, a bunch of cowards. The female warrior scolded disdainfully, and then ordered, "Kill, don't let them run!" of course Engrad knew the risks of doing so, and the emaciated camel was bigger than the horse, and this order was likely to kill him and the enemy. However, for the sake of the food in the castle, she could not care so much. So, albeit somewhat tired, but with high morale, the Nords began to charge again.

At this moment, a large commotion suddenly broke out in the Swadia array, and then the conscripts began to scatter and flee uncontrollably, and the formation of the Swadia troops quickly collapsed.

"What's wrong?" said Ngrad, looking in the opposite direction of the rout, only to see a Nord troop roaring over a hill not far away, and it was about the size of a Swadia force!

"That's ... She carefully identified the flag of the reinforcements, "Yes... Saltonyar's people, damn it, speed me up, don't let them steal all their exploits!"

Two Nord forces collided with a chaotic Swadia array, quickly unfolded, surrounded, and a massacre ensued. In order to break the enemy's fighting spirit, Engrave also ordered a special opening to give them hope of escape, and then turned around to join this bloody hunt.

"Ngrad!" the female warrior had just finished when she saw Laugra roaring towards her, her eyes red as if she were fighting a bull. He swung his sword high, and then slashed at the female warrior, "Die!"

The female warrior didn't say a word, an axe handle smashed on the baron's stomach, hammering him like a shrimp, and then slammed his chin with a backhand axe, taking advantage of the moment when the baron's brain was concussed and confused, she quickly made up a kick and kicked him to the ground, stepped on his chest, and finally struck the head of the axe, and the originally proud baron lost his life before he could move.

Engrad, who had taken off the head, stood up straight with an axe, wiped the blood from his face, and left a cold comment:

"Idiot. "After quickly dismantling the remnants of Svadia's army, the Nords returned to Fort Repolet to repair. After this battle, Svadia could no longer shake Nord's ownership of the castle for a short time, so Ngray no longer had to rush to rush the food. So she gave the order to fix it directly after settling the soldiers, and then returned to the castle hall, where Salton Yar was already waiting for her.

The guy was very laid-back, with his feet on the table, holding a large vat of ale and drinking happily, and from time to time he picked up a piece of air-dried beef, tore off the moldy skin with his teeth, and took a hard bite.

Although the Nords like wine very much, they can't fill their stomachs after all, so Engrede's transport brigade can only endure the pain of love, and Salton Yar can drink wine and eat meat so recklessly.

"Why are you here. Ngra pulled a chair and sat down, asking unceremoniously.

"Help our vassals," Salton said, taking a sip of his wine, "is there any reason for this?"

"Don't talk nonsense," Emgreid slapped the table, "There are a lot of noble Jarrs in the Nord Kingdom, but you are definitely not included!"

"Hey, hey," Salton laughed dryly, "actually, I just want a piece of the action." You think, I don't have the credit for requisitioning grain, but I can always get a share of the credit for breaking the city and retreating from the enemy. Besides, except for the loss of a few people down the mountain, thanks to you, my troops are almost completely undamaged, how can I miss such a big bargain?" he said and shook the barrel at Engrede, "Besides, you also took the head of a baron this time, I can't take a little cover for this, right?" He took a sip of wine, smacked his lips, and said regretfully, "It's a pity that Sweden ran away, otherwise, you can make a lot of money." ”

However, she still ignored Yar's complaints, and said solemnly, "It doesn't matter if you give you some of the other spoils, but grain, don't you want to take even a grain from me!"

"I understand, I don't need this food. Salton Yar shook his head helplessly, took another sip of wine, and continued, "I also know how much your tribe needs food, as an elder, how can you compete with a junior?"

After saying this, he was silent for a long time before he continued to speak, "Also, Engrede, don't blame His Majesty for this, he is also too anxious to be bewitched by an unknown bastard to give such a messy order. ”

"I have no resentment with His Majesty Ragnar, Lord Soldton. Ngrave replied.

"Look, duplicity, huh?" Salton knocked on the table and said dissatisfiedly, "It's just the two of us here, don't play with me the Ryordian Mingzhe to protect yourself, and show some Nord appearance!"

Before Emgrad could speak, Yar continued, "Ragnar is a good warrior and a pure Nord, but there is no doubt that he is not a worthy king. ”

"Salton Yarr, please be careful!"

Yar scoffed, "So, take away the stinking things you learned from the Ryordians, and if I am killed for saying a few more words, I deserve to lose his throne." ”“。。。 N'Greid didn't know what to say and could only remain silent, but Salton didn't mind and continued, "Ragnar is a warrior, so he will only rule the country by one means, and that is the axe. But many wise people have discovered that this rule is not stable, and once the power of the Gangding tribe weakens, then the Nord kingdom will inevitably fall apart and return to the cannibalistic barbarian tribe. ”

The female warrior frowned, "What do you want to say, or are you going to encourage me to rebel?"

"Haha, what do you say, although there are many hidden dangers in Gangding's rule, but now he still has enough suppressive power and appeal, I am not as 'competent' as Olaf, and I don't want to go to see the God King so early. Salton Yar laughed and waved his hand.

"Wait!" Engrad keenly caught a very informative sentence, "what did you just say?"

"Huh? I said I didn't want to see me so early... ”

"I mean!"

"Oh, I'm not as 'competent' as Olaf ... ”

"yes, what's going on?"

"Don't you know ... Oh yes, you've been with me, and it's normal not to know. Olaf sought support from the close-knit Yar before challenging for the throne, and he wanted to take advantage of the strength of the Nord kingdom to take the throne by legitimate means, and then follow Swadia and establish a cohesive centralized state. Toldon then shrugged his shoulders, "However, he didn't expect that King Ragnar would actually take advantage of this time to eliminate dissidents, so in order to survive, he had to raise the anti-flag in the end." However, your father was very resolute, so he was spared, but his identity was too sensitive, and as a result, the king targeted him. Alas... Your tribe is not as loyal as His Majesty the King for a thousand times, isn't it?"

"That's enough, Lord Sallton, you've traveled all the way to the Swadian realm just to stir up trouble between me and the King?" ”

"Haha, you are also one of the few smart people in the Nord Kingdom, how can you not understand what I mean. Soldton scoffed, "I, His Majesty, and the other vassals are old, and it won't be long before you young people will rule this kingdom." The current Nord kingdom needs to change, and I, although I don't have the courage to support Olaf's rebellion, can't do it if I see the hope of change in the kingdom die like this. ”

"Change ... Hope?"

"That's right," Saltonjarr said as he lowered the barrel to the ground as he seemed to feel a little sore in his arm, "you've learned to ride horses, you've learned tactics, formations, which are lacking in us Nords, and though you've also learned the temper of the Ryordians, it's all harmless." He waved his hand a little irritably, "On the other hand, those boys in my family know how to drink and fight all the time. ”

You're not much better. Engrave said secretly in his heart.

"However, even if you hold me up so high, don't even think about taking a little food!"

"Haha, that's stingy. Toldon also restrained his serious expression, "If you don't give it, you won't give it, tomorrow I will take someone to the villages and towns around Reborette to rob it, although it is not as rich as in this castle, but it is better than nothing." How's that, are your people coming?"

"Come!"