The princess in military costume, covered in wounds, finally saw hope;

"Brother Victor! You're finally here! ”

"I'm sorry, our infantry is late, and now everyone is stationed all over the city wall, I just saw the biggest dragon swooping down, so I came to take a look, I didn't expect the two of us to meet here."

"Be careful, Brother Victor, this guy is very difficult to deal with, the main thing is that the dragon is too annoying."

"Don't talk about that, little Edgar, you look terrible, you're covered in blood."

The princess in costume smiled: "It's all flesh wounds, you can't die, it's just too tired, you have to take a breath." ”

"Then I'll be relieved."

"Where's William?"

"His artillery is deploying positions on the edge of the battlefield, and at this moment it is bombarding the enemy's depths, and His Majesty the Emperor is arriving with a large army of reinforcements."

"Great, perhaps...... This fortress can really hold ......."

Baron Victor Strandhald held the sapper shovel in one hand, took off the individual medical kit from his belt with the other, and threw it out:

"Little Edgar, catch this, plug the wound with iodine cotton wool, don't get infected. The other three dragons will definitely attack as well, you'd better find a cover and hide, and I'll deal with this guy. ”

With that, he stepped forward and swung a shovel with all his might, forcing back the dragon knight who wanted to swing his sword to sneak attack, and glanced at the rust-colored dragon in the distance, the limp beast was chasing the soldiers through the ruins, and it seemed that it would not come for any time.

The dragon knight Michalanders was an experienced warrior who knew how to deal with the big guys, and he avoided the hard wrestling and instead took a deft path, stabbing his opponent in the leg with a half-sword in his hand, but he was dodged.

"Hey, I can't believe you're so fucking nimble like a big stupid guy!"

Baron Victor blocked the attack with his shovel, then kicked him back again:

"You gringo, you are quite proficient in lingua franca, I'm a big man, as for whether you're stupid or not, you can try it."

The dragon knight swung his sword from the left side, slashing at the sapper shovel with a deep dentation, and now he had the absolute advantage in his equipment, and he looked quite confident and calm.

"Do you really think this broken shovel can handle a long sword made of steel?"

The dragon knight deftly flipped his wrist, and the sword path changed instantly, and he successfully avoided the block of the sapper shovel, trying to stab the important organs in the ribs, but the opponent saw through and dodged.

"Don't run, big man, are you scared?" He began to use verbal stimulation in an attempt to provoke the other party and force him to reveal his flaws.

Baron Victor Strandhald calmly defused every attack, turning a deaf ear to the enemy's provocations, his pistol and saber had been lost in previous battles and he had to fight with a weapon he had picked up on the fly, knowing that he would have to be more focused and patient in the face of adversity.

Due to his frequent participation in retro knightly competitions and his family's tradition of knighthood, Baron Victor is very good at dealing with enemies in full armor, looking for weaknesses as he fights.

The slatted armor worn by the dragon knight in front of him is extremely heavy, even able to resist direct gunshots, and the gaps and joints of the plate armor are also protected by thickened chain mail and leather armor, and it is really difficult to find a breakthrough for a while.

The princess in military costume, who was lying on the ground and was covering her wounds, shouted, "Brother Victor, this guy has been blinded by me in his right eye!" Attack his sideways position, he can't see! ”

The angry dragon knight scolded: "Shut up! You stinky! I'll clean you up when I get rid of this stupid big man! ”

Hearing the news that the other party was blind in his right eye, Baron Victor immediately understood, and he strode and began to wander around the right side of the dragon knight, which was his blind spot.

This method really worked, and the dragon knight's right shoulder armor and shin armor were hit one after another, and it was only thanks to the protection of the heavy armor that he was not injured.

Unfortunately, the sapper shovel could not deal with heavy armor, and if Baron Victor had an armor-piercing weapon like a pickaxe or mace in his hand, the dragon knight would have been brought down long ago.

The princess in uniform also helped, sitting on the ground and throwing rocks that made the dragon knight's helmet clange.

"Brother Victor, my axe fell right at your feet, covered with bricks, it can't split the dragon's armor, but it's more than enough to deal with this guy."

"Stinky! Shut the fuck up! ”

The dragon knight was completely enraged, and he lost his mind and began to swing his sword at Baron Victor in a series of swings, which was obviously a stupid act, which not only seriously drained his physical strength, but also exposed his own flaws.

Baron Victor took advantage of this opportunity to slap a shovel on the opponent's helmet, and the dragon knight was shocked to the point that his eardrums were buzzing, and he dragged his long sword back again and again.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Victor bent down to search among the fragments of masonry beneath his feet, and finally found the weapon he wanted, the heavy long-handled battle axe of the princess in uniform.

He immediately threw away the sapper shovel, which was full of gaps, and laughed with the hilt of the axe:

"Haha, that's just like words!"

The dragon knight had just gotten rid of his dizzy state, when he suddenly heard a sound of wind coming, it turned out that the opponent's battle axe was slashing from above, and he hurriedly raised his sword to block, but he underestimated the opponent's strength.

The huge axe blade slashed down with a devastating force, splitting the half-sword in his hand in two, and the power on the axe blade was not exhausted, destroying the heavy helmet as well.

Without the protection of the helmet, the dragon knight's face was undoubtedly revealed, his scalp was cut by the helmet fragments, blood was left along his cheek, and only a large blood hole was left in his right eye socket, which looked extremely eerie.

If it were an ordinary person, he would have been stunned by this thunderous blow a long time ago, but the dragon knight Michalandus was not a mortal.

He was a great arena champion and the strongest gladiator of all time, and he not only maintained his standing position, but even forced his opponents back with a short sword.

His own blood obscured only his view of his left eye, and he was surrounded by blood, and he couldn't see his opponent's movements at all.

Baron Victor did not take advantage of the situation to continue to attack, but put down his tomahawk and said in an admiring tone:

"Oops! Terrible! You're such a good man! If only we weren't enemies, we would be friends. ”

Michalanders glanced at the broken sword in his hand, picked up a bayonet with his other hand, spat bloody spit on the ground, and scolded:

"You stupid big man, you fucking say stupid things!

You know, I hate feudal knights and aristocrats like you, always saying useless, high-sounding beautiful words, the hardships of the people at the bottom, pigs like you will never understand! ”

Baron Victor, who had been insulted, remained gentlemanly, threw a cotton handkerchief at him, and said:

"Use this to wipe the blood from your eyes, friend, you can't see clearly, this is a battle of honor, I don't want to win."

The dragon knight Michaland was stunned for a moment, hesitated for a few seconds, then picked up the handkerchief, wiped the blood stain on his left eye, and instantly saw it clearly, and wanted to say thank you to his opponent, but he still didn't give up:

"You hopeless fool, you should have taken the opportunity to hit me in the head with an axe, why should you help the enemy?

Oh, I remember, I read about the knights of the Valstas, what do you call such foolish behavior...... Chivalry, right? ”

Baron Victor smiled and nodded:

"You're dealing with the dignified Lord of the Starfall Islands, the Guardian of the Holy Sepulchre, a member of the Strandhold family, and a descendant of orthodox knights, and the battle between our knights and nobles is honor-oriented, which may seem a bit stupid, but these are old rules, and they must be followed."

For some reason, Michalandes, who has always been known for his ferocity and brutality, actually took a liking to this enemy,

Many years ago, for as long as he could remember, he had been a lowly slave embryo who had climbed to his current position with all his ruthlessness, and he knew that those who treated him well on the surface wanted to take advantage of him in their hearts.

In front of him, the big man of Valsta, Michalandes felt a warmth rarely seen in this world - respect and kindness.

These are the things he wants to pursue all his life.

(It's ridiculous that the people who respect me the most are my enemies...... Perhaps, as he said, if it weren't for this damn war, we might have been able to sit down and have a drink and make friends. ）

He could think like this, but he couldn't say that, from the day he joined Voodoo, he could never go back, he had sold his body, even his soul, to Voodoo in order to gain power.

War Dragon Knight Michalandus Appley walked slowly towards his enemy:

"Silly big man, born in this era of war, you and I can't change our fate, come on! Let's have a good time! ”