It's not that Ed doesn't want to dodge, it's just that the other party has too little time left for him to deal with, and at the same time, he doesn't know the power of the Ingier Knight's breaking charge, so he secretly exhaled when he really ran into it:

"It's over!"

The strength of the will barrier formed by the combination of more than a dozen knights' psionic energy is indestructible, even if it is touched by steel, it has to be defeated, coupled with the speed provided by the secondary impact, as soon as Ed makes contact, the spiritual energy on the sword can not resist the opponent's continuous huge energy impact in an instant, and then the whole person rises into the air and is knocked off the ground, and at the same time, blood sprays out of his mouth.

However, the enemy is still in pursuit, and the impact provided by the secondary impact is constantly released, so that the knights can chase Ed in mid-air again and again, and the top of his broken body is flying endlessly, in the process all the defensive posture of the young man has been completely disintegrated, and the spiritual energy has been suppressed in the first wave of confrontation with each other, even if his extraordinary strength Star Spirit power only retains the last trace hidden under the skin to protect the body.

Gathering dozens to hundreds of knights to gather together, not doing any skill competition with the enemy at all, it is unreasonable to use super strength to crush you, which is also a relatively high-end skill in the Ingier Knight Army, and what can be used under Cole is only a few knight squads that have just been transferred from their own country.

"That's enough!" the Ingier knight at the head thought in his heart as he looked at the helpless young man in front of him, and after a full ten volleys of pursuit collisions, he slowly slowed down and dispersed the power of the secondary impact that had not yet fully exploded. Restores to their respective psionic abilities and returns them to themselves.

The other dozen or so people were obviously similar to what he thought, and the guy in front of him could barely sense spiritual energy. And there were wounds all over his body, and he didn't even have the strength to stand up when he fell to the ground. There is no need to rush to the bottom anymore.

Originally, it was unpleasant to let these knights who had just been transferred from their country obey the orders of Cole, who had no chivalry at all, but for the first time they showed their hard-trained ability on the battlefield, they still fought one more and abused such an opponent!

Seeing that his troops on the other side were slowly moving, the knight led by him said to the left and right: "Save some strength, I hope there will be a real battle waiting for us in a while!"

In the midst of the applause from the surrounding people, the small group of knights turned their horses' heads and walked away from Eddard, who had fallen in front of him like rag bags, and joined the group.

And Ed was almost unconscious at this time, only remembering that when he was rolling in the air for a long time, there was a strong pain everywhere in his front chest and back. It took him a few breaths before he slowly opened his eyes, but he couldn't move any longer.

A voice seemed to come from afar, "Chesterton, that kid will be handed over to you, remember, you must play him to death! And the last knife will let your ordinary followers kill him, but I promised not to let my knights kill him today, haha! Not to mention that he doesn't deserve it!"

Then there was the rumbling sound of horses' hooves, and the ground was struck in Ed's face by small pebbles that shook and bounced. But the nerves were paralyzed, and they couldn't feel the pain at all.

"I'm so sleepy!

Ed's eyes went dark, and the world went out in front of him.

Chesterton swore and walked over to the fallen boy, gently brushing his prone body away with his metal boots, only to find that it had been stained dark red with blood.

"Damn!" Originally, the fierce man wanted to lift it up and wipe it clean on the other party. But this guy in front of him is stained red with his own blood everywhere in his body, and no place is clean!

The great enemy who had just fought with himself for life and death and even faintly suppressed himself ended up like this in a moment, and Chesterton didn't know why there was a strange emotion in his heart. "You shouldn't have taken that trick by force! The wrong choice cost you your life! But that's what combat is, you never know what your enemy will do next. That's the charm of battle!"

Sighing at the strange words, Chesterton imprinted the image of the enemy in front of him in his heart. Reminding himself of the misery he might face as a warrior, he turned and walked to the side of the cavalry retinue guard.

"My lord?" someone immediately came up and asked for instructions.

"He's dying, let's wait here for a while, and then catch up with the big army and pack up for me!" Immediately a flattering fellow lay down and enthusiastically wiped the stains on his feet with his own clothes.

"Ed, don't die!"

"Who is it?" the unconscious boy suddenly heard someone calling his name, and asked in his heart.

"Lord Eddard, we will definitely go back to save you, hold on!"

"Come on! Hold on!"

More and more voices rang in his heart, converging into a voice of encouragement.

"It's noisy!let me rest quietly, I'm so tired!" Ed didn't want to pay attention to it, I was already doing well, didn't I? Why do I have to get up and fight? Let me rest!

His soul emitted a conflicting consciousness, and the surging sound of encouragement seemed to be gradually isolated and smallened, and just as his consciousness was about to fall completely silent, a new voice appeared, so gentle and familiar.

"Ed, don't give up, I know you can do it!" was Deria's voice.

In an instant, he was a little sober, but he still didn't want to touch the painful world outside, "Why? Isn't that good?"

"For hope, Ed, and for me!" The ethereal voice seemed to be far away, but it really entered Ed's heart, and with the other party's words, something was opened.

Those beautiful memories of the past, the first scene of three people sharing weal and woe, sleeping in the wilderness, looking at the stars together and talking about their life experiences, and then it became two people, the young man riding a horse and taking her for a walk in the woods, and the eyes that encouraged each other when they were in difficult situations again and again.

At this moment, Ed seemed to see Delia's eyes full of care and trust looking at him, looking at him who was extremely weak at the moment.

"Ahem!" Eddard let out a slight sound as he fell to the ground on his back, and he spat out the blood clot that was blocked inside, and the boy opened his eyes again and breathed in the air of this world.

What he saw at a glance was the countless stars in the sky, but what appeared in his heart was the face of Yiren in the distance.

The sword that was held tightly in his right hand until death seemed to sense the resurgence of his master, and the cold hilt transmitted a warm feeling for the first time, and I don't know if it was the residual warmth of his own blood soaking.

Chesterton rode his horse, and looked boredly at the vanishing Ingil troops, when he suddenly turned around in surprise to see that the guy who should have been dying was actually standing up again with his weapon on hand. (To be continued......)