In less than two minutes, three of the six enemies had already been slaughtered by Liu Yuan, and there were still three left.

Although only such a little time had passed, Liu Yuan seemed to have experienced a vigorous exercise, his back was soaked with cold sweat, his mouth was panting heavily, and the blood from the enemy flowed down the sword body.

It's not that Liu Yuan's endurance is not good, his endurance has improved greatly after a month of training. He was so nervous mainly because he was not used to the fast-paced battle of fighting for his life.

But Liu Yuan did not have the slightest intention of backing down.

Every minute and every second of the opponent could pounce and tear him apart........ If you don't want to be killed, kill them, there's no other choice!

The two sides looked at each other and paused for a moment, and the battle resumed!

This time it was Liu Yuan's turn to rush forward first, but it was obviously impossible for him to take the initiative to break through the encirclement of the enemy group, but to start with the enemy who was at the very edge on the left.

However, the elite is the elite after all, and after realizing Liu Yuan's threat, the remaining three people decisively gathered together, back to back, vigilant against Liu Yuan's movements at any time, and for a while, the offense and defense seemed to be reversed.

Liu Yuan saw that they were wrapped together like hedgehogs and erected barbs, sneered, and pretended to retreat and wanted to leave here, sure enough, the three soldiers saw that Liu Yuan did not attack but wanted to escape, and immediately rushed over separately.

Liu Yuan moved to the opposite side of the opponent, squatted down and grabbed a handful of sand in his hand, and threw his hand at the nearest enemy, the other party subconsciously raised his hands to cover his eyes, but when he moved his arm in the next second, he found that Liu Yuan had rushed to him less than half a meter in front of him.

"Damn .......!!" The soldier's face changed suddenly, and he wanted to stop him, but he was afraid of the abnormally sharp weapon in Liu Yuan's hand, so he had to retreat hurriedly.

It's a pity that Liu Yuan's speed of sprinting is much faster than the speed of his retreat, and the soldier who realized that it would not work like this hurriedly swung his sword to fight, but he never thought that Liu Yuan lowered his head to avoid this sweep, and raised his sword from below to stab, and the black blade penetrated the soldier's left chest diagonally.

The soldier was hit by the force and subconsciously fell backwards, and the body that covered Liu Yuan's vision fell, revealing the other two soldiers who were attacking him on either side.

At the critical moment, Liu Yuan reacted extremely quickly, turned off the magic output and withdrew the sword body, saving the time to pull the sword blade out of the corpse, and pulled out the sword almost instantly.

Then he took a half-step back, grabbing the wrist of the soldier who was swinging his sword at him and flicking it to his right, the sheer brute force of the magic dress allowing him to drag the soldier and throw him at another enemy on his right.

In the next moment, the pitch-black blade appeared as if out of thin air, piercing him and his overlapping comrades behind him in the stunned gaze of the soldier.

“....... Puff cough...... "The soldier vomited a mouthful of blood and slowly collapsed.

"Hah...... Ha ......"

Liu Yuan exhaled heavily, pulled out his bloody long sword, and threw it on the ground at will, leaving a crescent-shaped blood mark on the sand.

He looked very embarrassed when he gasped, but he had just finished killing people, and the boiling killing intent in his eyes had not diminished in the slightest. No one dared to look at him, and they all walked around with fear on their faces like flowing water hitting a stubborn rock.

The next moment, the loud and long horn sound came from the front and rear of the battlefield.

Two truce horns sounded almost simultaneously, and the commanders of both armies made the same judgment at the same point in time.

If the two sides knew in advance that the opponent would retreat so quickly, I am afraid that it would not be so simple to give up. But the orders given are like spilled water, especially when the soldiers like to hear the order of retirement.

After hearing the sound of the horn, the soldiers of both sides who were fighting stopped one after another, and like the waves of the ebbing tide, turned and hurried away with their wounded and retreated to their respective positions.

Liu Yuan also reacted quickly, put away his sword and bowed his head, and followed the large army back to the barracks in a low-key manner.

Originally, he was a little worried that his hair color as an Asian would attract attention, but when he saw the soldiers next to him take off their helmets, he found that their hair was also close to black, and Liu Yuan was more conspicuous than them only with pitch-black pupils and facial features different from those of Europeans.

However, these differences are not a problem in the eyes of the soldiers who have just left the battlefield, after all, they are so tired that they don't even care about tidying up their images, and they don't have time to pay attention to Liu Yuan's appearance, and they go to line up to receive bread and water one by one with bloodstained hands.

Some of the recruits who received the food cried as they munched on bread, and it seemed that they were not used to going to war. The veteran could see at a glance that his face was full of indifference, either silently pouring water into his mouth or talking shoulder-to-shoulder with his companions.

The wounded were carried under a pergola on the other side to be treated by field doctors. But those who screamed the loudest and worst were ignored, and only those who were silently wounded were the priority targets of the military doctors.

The treatment methods in this era are still very earthy, and the rough, bloody and dirty medical methods make Liu Yuan can't bear to look at them directly, let alone let those people deal with the small cuts on their arms. He covered his wounds, received a portion of bread and water like the others, and eagerly drank the water from the deerskin water bag, finally quenching his thirst for a while.

After catching his breath a little, he sneaked out to the plain outside the camp, took off his helmet and sat down behind a large rock, covering his figure with the stone so as not to be discovered.

"Order with the Commanding Spell, and Enkidu will come to me immediately." Liu Yuan raised the spell of his right hand and said.

The red glow of the spell flashed, and then it was extinguished, and the spell was removed with a stroke. However, a bleak wind blew, and there was not even a shadow of Enkidu around.

Liu Yuan lowered his hand in disappointment.

When he came to this peculiar point and didn't see Matthew and them, Liu Yuan almost had a premonition that there was definitely a major mistake in the transfer of the spirit son, otherwise he wouldn't even feel it from his own servants.

Usually when they are around themselves, the full power of the spell is reassuring. But now it was empty, as if something in his heart had been uprooted, which made Liu Yuan feel a little awkward and unaccustomed.

He then tried to contact Chaldea with the communication bracelet, but in addition to the noise or noise, even the time displayed on the bracelet became 99:99, and Liu Yuan's right eyelid jumped.

But fortunately, even if Chaldea and his servants could not be contacted, Olga Marie hidden in the token was still there, and Liu Yuan could feel her presence.

A burst of white light flashed, making the Demon Loli version of Olga Marie suddenly appear gorgeously beside Liu Yuan.

When she saw Liu Yuan covered in blood and wearing an ancient infantry uniform, Olga Marie was obviously startled, and asked him three times in surprise:

"What's going on with you? Where is this? What about Matthew?? ”

Liu Yuan sighed and began to explain the current situation to her.