"Yes, it's him, it looks like he's facing a formidable opponent, and that's going to be tough." Ragnar's face remained silent. "However, even the strongest opponent, my Nisbit can still take him out."

Is this a lie of King Ragnar?

All the lords present thought in their hearts that perhaps King Ragnar had said this in order to lose face in front of these lords. They looked at the soldiers on the wall, who seemed to have the upper hand, but there had been no carnage like the previous one since their own soldiers stormed the wall.

As we all know, the infantry division of the Nord Kingdom is the most powerful, and the moment they climb the city wall is the beginning of the massacre, but now it seems that this is not the case, and it can be seen from here that the Nord soldiers have not achieved much at all. The lords could see that it was the soldiers with two-handed swords who were here to crush the attacks of the Nord soldiers again and again.

I didn't expect Svadia to have such elite soldiers.

King Ragnar naturally saw this situation, this is a special force, like this kind of troops, King Ragnar is not absent, but he thinks that there is no need to take it out now.

On the western wall, Saltonyall had already exchanged hands with the Earl of Berlands, who was armed with a two-handed sword, which was not a magic weapon like Edgars, but a slightly better one.

The Count of Berlands was not a rich man.

Saltonyar was holding a one-handed sword and a shield, these two pieces of equipment were only a little better than ordinary equipment, and like the Earl of Berlands, he was not a rich man, although he was the eldest son in the family, but this did not mean that he could spend the family's money at will, everything had to be obtained by his efforts, at least until his father died.

A one-handed sword and a two-handed sword clashed together, and the soldiers on both sides also deliberately exposed a circle for the two nobles to fight.

The same scene took place at the northern wall.

Nisbit was furious, he no longer cared if Edgars's greatsword could hurt him, he wanted to maintain his dignity, which was to fight with his life.

He slammed an axe at Edgarth, and the two axes rushed towards Edgarth with a more violent wind, which made Edgarth face even more difficult, although he could feel Nisbit's two large axes slashing at him, but he could also feel that the two axes were fast, at least so fast that he couldn't dodge them.

This was where Edgarth's vast combat experience came into play, as he slammed his sword horizontally to form a baffle that caught Nisbit's two great axes.

But!

One of Edgars's legs couldn't catch the force, and one leg suddenly fell to his knees.

"Looks like this guy still has some strength." Hewitt looked at Nisbit, who had smashed Edgarth down.

Nisbit didn't let go, he pressed his big axe down, and the force of it kept stimulating Edgars.

Edgarth knew what he was in, and if he hadn't done anything about it now, he would have died a terrible death.

Nisbit's heart flashed with joy when he saw Edgars being subdued by himself.

"I'll kill you and hang your head on top of this castle." Nisbit said to Edgarth.

"Kill me, I don't think it's that easy." Edgarth said through gritted teeth.

As soon as he finished speaking, a sudden change occurred.

Edgarth put away his broadsword, and without it as a baffle, Nisbit's axe went down.

The two axes slashed in a cruel arc, and if Edgarth didn't move, then in the next second, Edgarth would be a corpse.

Since Edgarth put away the big sword in his hand, he was naturally prepared.

He pushed his standing leg back, and he skated out of Nicebit's range as if he were skating.

"What?" Nisbit was very unwilling to see this prey that he was determined to win run away like this. Nisbit took a big step and pointed his right hand at Edgarth with another axe.

But Edgarth was already ready, and he touched the tip of his sword perfectly with Nisbit's big axe, and in the next second, Nisbit's worst fear happened.

His iron axe was actually stabbed by Edgarth's meteoric iron sword.

The Meteorite Sword did not stop after stabbing the Iron Axe, but continued to stab Nisbit.

"No!" Nisbit quickly leaned his body back, and at the same time, the large axe in his right hand tried to slap the meteorite sword away.

Despite Nisbit's efforts, Edgarth pierced Nisbit's armor.

The Meteorite Sword was as sharp as clay, and Nisbit's armor was pierced like a piece of tissue paper.

But at this dangerous moment, Nisbit's other big axe arrived just in time and flicked the big sword that was supposed to pierce Nisbit's body.

The great sword that forcibly changed its trajectory did not retract, and it slashed through Nisbit's chest, and a blood streak reappeared.

Nisbit let out a howl of pain, and the scrapped axe he was holding in his left hand suddenly threw at Edgarth, forcing Edgarth to be smashed back a few steps.

"Very well, Iron Knight, you are a great opponent I have met, and I will remember you." For such a disadvantage, he still sincerely praised his opponent.

Edgarth looked at the broken other axe in his hand, it was his last weapon.

As if noticing Edgarth's gaze, he also knew that the big axe in his hand was not of much use now.

In the next second, Nisbit made a move that shocked Edgarth by throwing his only weapon at Edgarth.

"Do you think I don't have a weapon? No! What I have is a weapon. This was a quote that Edgarth had heard after he had flicked Nisbit's big axe.

Nisbit turned around suddenly, and Edgarth thought he was going to run away, but just a few steps away, Nisbit stopped.

What is he going to do?

This is a battlefield, and it is full of enemy troops, and Nisbit only moves a few steps, and his large hands can touch a few Swadia soldiers.

At this time, there were two Swadia soldiers in front of him.

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