The bald bear charged forward, suddenly feeling a vibration in the ground beneath his feet, a dirt bag arching in front of him, and two thick rock arms sticking out first. He let out a loud shout, jumped to his feet, and jumped into the air with the body of the earth elemental giant that had not yet climbed out.

The axe seemed to have fallen from the clouds, and in the shadow was Siegel's head.

At the exclamation of the Southern Lords' coalition forces, Siegel was split in two from head to toe, and the axe smashed all the way into the earth, splashing countless pieces of rubble. They gasped for air, as they found that there was no blood splattered as they had imagined. Siegel still looked at his opponent with a smile, unscathed.

It was just an illusion he cast, and the eager warrior didn't even notice it. Felton, who was watching the game from afar, was alert, but he couldn't be sure, and he didn't have time to warn him. Now that the vulture was in trouble, the Earth Elemental Giant rose from the ground, its huge fist hammering into his back with a whistling sound.

At this moment, the warrior pulled out his long-handled axe with great force and swung it backwards. Huge strength combined with sharp weapons cut off the arm of the earth elemental. He shouted and called Siegel a coward and a clown.

Siegel's voice suddenly appeared in his ears, although it was subtle, but it was extremely clear: "You are just a hired thug, what qualifications do you have to duel with me?"

"Rats!" the bald bear turned his head to the side, naturally seeing nothing. The mage used a spell to transmit sound to him, and he didn't really speak in his ear.

"You're just a bait, like a lump of meat hanging from a hook. Siegel continued: "Although it looks oily and fragrant, it will die when the fish bites. Do you really think you're going to survive on your own?"

The earth elemental grew another arm and continued to swing his fist forward. Fight with the warriors. Rocks crash against plate armor. There was a dull sound. But you can't always talk about the opponent knocking out. The Vulture's counterattack accurately hit the opponent's shoulder, chest, and crotch, causing large and noticeable wounds, but it was unable to kill the Earth elemental.

"I only need to summon an earth elemental to trap you, not even the power of lightning and fire. Siegel's voice flickered near and far, irritating the bald bear. "Do you know what your fate is? I'll let the earth elemental squeeze your entrails out from under your skin, and then step through the cracks in your armor. Except for the wreckage of armor, there is no such thing as you in the world. ”

Felton watched from afar, and the situation on the battlefield changed his perception. He knew about the Earth Elemental Guards of the Heim Realm. But I haven't heard that the earth elemental can also "regenerate", which must have been improved and used new spells. He didn't expect that Siegel was still a mage who could constantly improve his spells, which made it difficult to judge his methods, and he couldn't use ordinary tactics to execute.

The earth elemental misses every hit, but it can't penetrate the opponent's armor, and is hit multiple times by the axe. It was scarred, tattered in many places, and it was about to fall apart at any moment. But anyone with a discerning eye knows it. The winner must be an earth elemental monster.

Hit hard in succession, the bald bear's movements seemed to slow down. The axe wasn't as quick as it had been at first, and more importantly, he finally kept his mouth shut. The crowd seemed to hear his heavy gasps, accompanied by a gurgling sound of foam.

"My earth elemental will never get tired, and unless someone stops you for you, you will definitely die of exhaustion. Siegel continued to speak, quietly mixing the power of a spell that made the bald bear timid. "You will die here alone, and your body will not be complete. Oh, I'll leave your mouth and tongue and feed the dogs. ”

In addition to his constant regeneration, he has an all-round advantage, but it is this disadvantage that leads to the loss of the whole game. The vulture tried to retreat, turning around the earth elemental to the side. The helmet restricted his vision, but he was well aware of the direction of the trenches.

Siegel was waiting for him to do so.

The earth elemental slammed forward, the two men twisting together, and the armor made a piercing squeeze. The giant bear finally couldn't hold it anymore, his knees went limp, and he was lifted up by the earth element. He struggled to turn around and fell into the trench with a thud. The masked assassins hidden in them froze for a moment, their bright eyes channelling their doubts through the dust.

The bald bear lifted his helmet, spat blood from his mouth, and shouted, "What else to see, come and help!"

His drink revealed the identity of the Assassin, and it turned out that the so-called duel was nothing more than a joke, a joke used to conceal despicable intentions. Felton frowned, and reached out his right hand to make a few gestures, casting a teleportation spell on the Assassin leader. In addition to confirming his identity, his subsequent order was simple, kill the stupid vulture bear and leave the battlefield.

Siegel had been prepared and kept staring at the opposite camp. He hid behind the breastwall, turning on his psionic abilities to observe the fluctuations of magic. Channeling is very easy to recognize, but only a mage who has prepared well can intercept it. What kind of orders would the enemy give in such a sudden situation? Siegel made a bold guess, and then deliberately set up a game, taking advantage of the bald bear's character and the situation on the battlefield.

He immediately cast the exact same spell, and after following the enemy's communication technique, he only added a sentence at the end: "Immediately retreat in the direction of the main tent and come back to rest." ”

The earth elemental drew closer, and a huge shadow came out from above the trench. The bald bear stood up and clutched his axe. He had to fight for his survival, but he also planned to find the right moment to retreat as soon as possible.

The masked assassin received a summons, and judging from the first few words, it was a genuine order from above. Siegel's words were mixed in the back, mixed together, and he took it seriously. So the Assassins drew their daggers, falsely claimed to help deal with the Earth Elemental, and followed behind the vulture.

The rock fist was held by a longaxe, but there were several more short swords in the gaps in the plate armor. Blood blackened by the toxin flowed and soaked into the earth along the glossy leg armor. The weapon in the vulture's hand fell, and just as he was about to say his last words, his head was struck by the earth elemental, shattering like an egg hit by a stone. The huge headless corpse fell and leaned against the edge of the trench, looking extremely miserable.

"Look at it! this is the despicable Siegel, who has laid an ambush and assassinated my warrior!" Felton cried out in disgust. And use emotionally influencing spells to make everyone feel the same hatred. "There is no chivalry. What a disgrace to the nobility!"

A Southern nobleman was clearly very emotional. With a slight stammer, he replied, "Fortunately...... It's a good thing you didn't duel him, how about the noble title he earned by relying on deception and evil spells...... How can there be a real heritage?"

"Since he arranged assassins, we don't have to waste our troops to attack the city, so it's better to ask the Goldfinger Guild to take action and directly deal with him!"

Felton shook his head and continued to maintain an elegant demeanor, his whole body seemed to exude majesty and light: "Siegel surrendered himself. Just because we have to do the same. Righteous knights, we all have noble blood in our veins, how can we surrender ourselves to the company of the Assassins?"

Naturally, Felton's words could not reach the battlefield, and no one could hear them except the lords of the Southern Alliance. The Earth Warrior's cry of victory is the main theme of the battlefield, and it will begin to pursue the Assassins. The masked ones would not remain on the frontal battlefield, and they immediately followed the order and retreated to their own positions.

"Ahh The wiser ones removed the longbow from their backs. Just wait for the commanding order.

Felton knew something was wrong and hid his hand under his cloak. Hurriedly cast a teleportation spell and ordered the masked assassin to leave. However, Siegel had already prepared and suppressed him with spells from afar. The same spells cancel each other out and have no effect in the end, so Felton's message never reaches the Masked Assassin.

"Can't hesitate any longer!" Baron Brown, from Gaco Castle, raised his right hand and ordered his squire to raise the square flag. "These masked men can't take advantage of fighting the knights head-on, but it's very troublesome to encounter the militia, so let's shoot them to death. ”

Felton was still fighting spells, and for a moment he didn't think about how to stop it. With a wave of his right hand, Baron Brown fired three volleys from his archers. The masked assassin rolled, ducked, and committed himself into the trench, but was shot and killed for the most part.

They're not fools either, knowing that they've been betrayed, their former employers seem to be trying to save some money. Their leader whistled a few times, and the remaining three Assassins lowered themselves and hid in the shadows. In the blink of an eye, the archers could no longer see the masked man.

"Where did Siegel find such a person?" Baron Brown touched the short beard on his chin, thoughtfully, "If we let them sneak in while the night is under, won't we all be in danger?"

These words undoubtedly gave a great blow to morale, and many lords decided to strengthen the power of night patrols and protection, and in recent times they have stayed away from women and slept in armor. Felton could not speak, so he could only follow Baron Brown's words, and suggested that everyone should gather the tents together, as did the guards.

"Then the despicable people will not fight the nobles anymore, and the siege will continue. Felton said to the crowd, "It only takes one more day for the giant catapult and the cart to be completed, and the city of Myr cannot be ......."

Before he could finish his sentence, he saw a new flag raised in the city of Myr. The red triangular banner with two long swords painted in gold crossed over the blue shield - this is the flag of the duel, the single battle between the leaders of the two sides of the war. If one side loses its life, the situation on the battlefield changes radically.

Boss duels are less common than knight duels, so each one is recorded in detail. Accepting such a duel is seen as heroic, a full demonstration of self-confidence and martial arts. Although boss duels became more and more rare with the development of the times, they were still very valued among the knights.

"This must be a ruse!" said one of the lords, "does he think we are all fools and will be ambushed again? We are not reckless men like vultures!"

"You can't say that, the bald bear doesn't have a knighthood after all, and the battle just now wasn't a duel. Baron Brown, who boasted of being very proficient in aristocratic warfare, continued: "Now the flag has been raised, and a duel has been declared. Then there are two questions, whether to believe him or not, and who to send?"

Seeing that all eyes were on him, Felton stood up, smiled slightly, and said, "Isn't it just for this moment that I'm dressed up? For the sake of the South, I'm going to fight!" (To be continued......