"Sir Smith, step aside!"

Hearing the sound of the command, he fell into a rage, lost his mind, and the captain of the guard, who was charging rapidly, suddenly stopped the car as if someone had immobilized him.

This process from extreme movement to extreme stillness was completed in only a split second, forcibly stopping the momentum and placing a great burden on the knight's legs.

He had to stomp hard to stabilize his body.

Seeing this scene, Huck's eyes narrowed, and he was able to complete this action in a rapid charge, which fully showed that the knight's ability to control his body was already very high.

After a few quick breaths, Smith lowered his sword and took a few steps back, ceding the battlefield to the baron who was walking slowly.

During this period, the knight neither tried to fight for the opportunity to continue the battle, nor questioned the baron's decision, but silently carried out the order.

Forbidden by order!

The prestige is extremely high!

As soon as Ignatius appeared on the field, all the noise immediately disappeared, and the crowd continued to shrink the encirclement in his footsteps.

No one spoke again, and the silence only put more pressure on the witcher.

As if a machine had been charged with electricity, the bandits, who had been loose and chaotic just a moment ago, immediately moved efficiently.

The archer armed with a crossbow raised his crossbow to block the direction of a possible breakthrough, and some even began to climb some vantage points in an attempt to control the witcher's every move.

The scene in front of him made Huck a little frightened, and it was only then that he began to face the bandit army.

Armies with and without lords don't seem to be the same team at all.

Every team has a soul, or backbone, and it's clear that Ignatius is the reason why these hundreds of people are still struggling to persevere.

The witcher raised the baron's danger by another point, and the contempt that had arisen from the sight of a rabble was gone.

He moved slowly and without a trace, and gradually approached the edge of the cliff.

"I was going to keep you alive, but you didn't cherish it~"

The baron's dejection in the tent was gone, his expression still gloomy, but his eyes sharpened.

He wielded the giant sword with ease and played a few beautiful sword flowers, as if he was showing off his superb swordsmanship and exerting psychological pressure on the enemy.

The heavy sword was as light as nothing in his hand, like a light branch, dancing with the turn of his wrist.

"Cherish?" The demon hunter sneered when he heard this, "Lord Baron is at this time, why bother to act like this?" ”

He continued to retreat without stopping, as if he was afraid to go head-to-head with the sturdy baron in front of him.

"From the moment you sent the letter, you didn't intend to let us go alive, am I right?

You're worried about me reporting to the Nilphgaards, I don't believe it, and when we're done, you'll be gone.

And at that time, we still had a grudge, and you would have a hard time sleeping.

So, no matter what, we have to die.

From the moment you think of us, in your eyes, we're already dead, right? ”

Hearing the witcher's coherent analysis, Ignasius was stunned, then laughed, he turned his head to look at the butler in front of the crowd and said loudly:

"Look, I've said a long time ago, these freaks are more shrewd than the other, and your methods don't work."

As he spoke, he turned back to look at Huck, a grim glint in his eyes.

"Sodenko said, let you live, write a letter or something, it will work better.

I've always thought that it wasn't necessary.

It doesn't matter if you live or die, just put your finger in front of the white-haired guy's eyes, and he will have to obey obediently.

So, rest assured to die!

I'll feed your carcass to my pets! ”

Ignasius was not ready to delay any longer, he clenched the hilt of his sword with both hands, and the great sword was raised diagonally, and began to approach rapidly.

"Are you talking about pets like those piles of coke?"

Huck took a step back and finally came to a position less than twenty centimeters from the edge of the cliff, and his heart was relieved, and he laughed and pointed to the iron cage not far away.

When the baron came, he didn't see him kill the mongrel dogs, and because of the angle and the fact that his eyes were always on the witcher, he didn't notice the miserable state of the vicious dogs.

At this time, he looked at the other party's fingers, and his eyes were suddenly red.

"Damn it~"

He roared and rushed forward like an angry bull.

In the face of the baron's hateful blow, Huck did not take it hard, he nimbly turned sideways, and dodged the big sword that slashed his head and face.

As he moved, he lay the steel sword flat in his hand and stabbed forward.

At this time, due to the slashing of the big sword, Ignacius was in an embarrassing situation where the old power was not exhausted and the new power was not born.

If he forcibly withdrew the greatsword, it would inevitably cause a temporary imbalance in his body, and there would be no time to dodge the attack.

The best way to do this is to spin your body in the direction of force without retracting your greatsword, dodging the attack, and then withdrawing your weapon.

You can even dodge the attack, do not withdraw the weapon, draw an arc with the trend, change the slash to the slash, and attack the enemy's waist position.

But the Baron obviously didn't think so, he didn't intend to dodge at all, his body didn't dodge, and the great sword in his hand had already changed direction and slashed at the witcher's waist.

Seeing this, Huck was ecstatic, he didn't understand why the other party would take the risk, but the opportunity in front of him should not be missed.

Without the slightest hesitation, the steel sword that stabbed forward suddenly accelerated, and stabbed through the armpit that Ignati's armor could not protect.

Burst~

The sharp sword entered the flesh, blood sprayed wildly, and the steel sword pierced at least 30 centimeters.

If a normal person is injured like this, the strength in his body will be drained in an instant, and the attack action will naturally not be maintained.

But what the witcher didn't expect was that the baron, who was pierced by a sword, was like no one, his face was as usual, and he didn't even frown.

What's even more outrageous is that the two-handed sword he wielded did not sway or pause at all, and still broke through the air with a 'woo' sound, and slashed at his waist with indomitable might.

WTF？

Under the horrified gaze of the witcher, the great sword slashed down on his body, and the golden shards exploded abruptly.

The shield-breaking greatsword slowed sharply, but continued to move forward without hesitation, and at the last moment, Huck had to let go of the steel sword and take a few steps back.

If it was in normal times, there would be no problem with such an evasion action, but at this time he was on the edge of the cliff.

It didn't matter if he stepped into the air, the witcher suddenly screamed and fell off the cliff.

Fortunately, he was still agile, and at the last moment, he grabbed the edge of the cliff.

Seeing Huck's embarrassed appearance, the baron laughed, and he stepped forward slowly, slowly pulling out the steel sword that had pierced into his body under the incredible gaze of the witcher.

The steel sword was tossed aside, and the terrifying wound spurted blood, but after only a moment, the wound began to close, and then even the blood spurted stopped.

"Have you forgotten that I am the Immortal God of War?"

The baron grinned, and with his great sword, he walked towards the witcher, who was hanging all his body outside.

Looking at the 'monster' that was getting closer and closer, Huck gritted his teeth and let go of his hands.

Seeing him let go of his own initiative, Ignatius was taken aback and hurriedly walked a few steps to the edge of the cliff.

He stretched out his head and looked down, only to see the rolling clouds and mist, and the figure of the witcher.