Osasu, who has been fighting with the Kingdom of Adria for many years, often captures important figures from the other side. Every time the war ends, the Kingdom of Adria proposes to exchange these prisoners with a large amount of ransom. From then on, Osasu will pay special attention to some important figures in the battle against the Kingdom of Adria, because the other side is a human-shaped cargo that is radiantly lit by golden light, and killing it rashly will lose a gain.

The rewards of the guards under his command could make Khurashan think of the anger of his subordinates, the commander of the legion, how much ransom can such an important person be exchanged for, but in this way, his subordinates actually asked him to kill the other party. How difficult is the commander of the Ledan Army Town named Nefar to make this decision? Khurashan, who was interested, decided to go there and see the situation there.

At this moment, the square of Laidan Army Town seemed like a tragic Shura Field, and blood stained the entire earth red. The corpses of the Osasu barbarians were piled up in a row. Nefar, who held the "freak wind" in his hand, looked around for a week, and the Osasu barbarians who were tightly surrounded. Since the battle, his guard adjutant had already died in the surging attack of the Osasu barbarians. If it weren't for the Osasu barbarians' intention to capture him, he would probably have been unable to hold on.

Nefar's weathered face slid down his sweat, his wounded armor was covered with blood, and the cloak behind him had already been torn apart. The long-term battle made Nefar, who had the strength of a superior swordsman, feel exhausted. If there was no "fierce wind" in his hand, the battle would probably be even more difficult. An excellent weapon could undoubtedly exert more powerful strength for the warrior.

Nefar, who had repelled the Osasu barbarians several times, didn't know how long he could last. If the other party did not care about the captives, Nefar knew that he would be unsustainable. Suddenly, when the Osasu barbarians on the opposite side roared together, their eyes drifted to a high platform in the distance.

It seems that some big shot is coming, and I really look down on myself.

Khorasan saw the tragic situation in the distant square at the command platform, and at this moment he understood the anger of his subordinates at the difficult situation. Seeing his subordinates approaching forward in a hurry and requesting a killing order, Khorasan nodded indifferently. The great Osasu revival plan does not require such a small stumbling block. Only the quick completion of the plan is the primary goal. How can this small profit hinder the army from moving forward?

The subordinates who received the order showed a cruel smile. It was time for revenge. You should know that in Osasu's army system, most commanders originated from the leaders or descendants of various barbarian tribes, and their soldiers also came from their own tribes. The casualties were equivalent to reducing their tribe strength. Osasu occasionally had wars between enemies and their enemies faced the fate of the losers. Therefore, if the number of troops was severely reduced in the war, Osasu would inevitably be attacked by his enemies when he returned to the north.

The existence of Osasu belongs to the alliance. The most powerful Orr tribe unified the northern grassland hundreds of years ago and established the Osasu Alliance. According to the political system of most human kingdoms, the barbarians themselves were built. The leaders of each tribe have the greatest rights over their own tribes, but they must comply with the leadership of the Orr tribe. Those who violate it will be jointly attacked and divided by all tribes.

As an important commander of the army, Khorasan is an important member of the Or tribe. The army must accept his restraint in its actions. When facing whether to kill important figures on the other side, his subordinates will also seek Khorasan's opinions. You should know that every time Osasu plunders the Adria Kingdom, the Or tribe will take one-third of the harvest. If they easily kill the other party, the people who say that the Or tribe cannot find some reason to exploit their future plunder again.

Nefar narrowed his eyes slightly, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes jumped inadvertently. It seemed that something bad was about to happen. When the Osasu barbarians collectively roared at the attack again, he knew that his premonition had come true.

Unlike the previous attacks with prisoner nature, the Osasu barbarians who were besieged this time completely changed their attack method. When a spear with silver light was raised in the besieged barbarians, they showed their intention to kill directly.

How could Nefar, who was waiting to die on the spot, opened his eyes angrily, the inscription of the "Fierce Wind" sword body in his hand emitted a slight light, and the wind flowing constantly on the blade gradually became violent!

charge!

Nefar, who knew that he would not escape death in the end, had other thoughts when he saw the high platform in the distance. Even if he died, he would kill the big man opposite him. He could not say what trouble it would bring to the army here in the future.

From the moment Nefal charge, countless short spears quickly aimed at them and shot out. The short spears that tear the air into a violent sound came close to Nefal in a blink of an eye!

"Get out!"

As the charge roared, Nefar's "freak wind" slashed in circles. A strong wind spiral was released from the blade around Nefar's body. Countless short spears that shot violently swayed violently as if they were drunk when they encountered the wind spiral, and instantly slashed into the sky and lost their target.

Nefar was very fast. As soon as the short spear was thrown out, the Osasu barbarians who were not yet ready to convert, they were attacked by Nefar. Every time the "Fierce Wind" hit the enemy, they would create a huge romantic wave to knock the opponent away violently. The Osasu barbarians had already known the opponent's methods in the previous attacks, but they still accidentally fell into this move. The Osasu barbarians who were crowded fell down one after another like wheat ears in the fields, and most of them were affected by the Osasu barbarians impacted by the "Fierce Wind".

Khurashan looked at the legion commander who was rushing forward with interest. The opponent's target seemed to be aiming at him. Khurashan did not feel any danger in this, because the opponent underestimated Osasu's warriors too much.

Nefar, who had rushed to halfway, had only the opposite target in his eyes. The obstructing barbarians of Osasu did not bring much oppression to him. When he just knocked away an Osasu barbarian in front of him, his perception of danger as a superior swordsman suddenly made him pause.

An ordinary tall barbarian held a big sword with both hands, approaching him step by step. The Osasu barbarians around him seemed to feel something, and they stopped attacking and shouted.

It's very dangerous! This is the first feeling when Nefar saw the approaching barbarian.

I don't know how long it took, Nefar once again saw someone who could make him feel dangerous, and he was also an Osasu barbarian!

"Your advance will stop here, your head will be taken away by me, and you will speak your last words, warriors of the south!"

The barbarian holding the big sword stopped and said calmly in Elderland's common language to face Nefar.

"snort!"

Nefar didn't say much. Although he felt novel about the barbarian understanding of the common language of Elderland, the other party's arrogance made him unable to help but hum heavily. Pale language was better than letting his strength testify!

"Although your weapon is good, it still cannot change the gap between strength!"

“…”

The answer to the barbarian was Nefar's assault sword. He didn't want to talk to the barbarian with useless words, he could only use his strength to explain everything!

The tall barbarian shook his head, as if he was dissatisfied with Nefar's behavior, but he was not careless in the face of the attacking sword. The big sword in his hand rushed away when the sword arrived!

The swords and swords intersect and collided sounds in the sky on the battlefield, and violent sparks and romantic flows continued to intersect!

Nefar, who was suppressed by the sword before he succeeded, was shocked and immediately changed his move. He removed the barbarian's sword's strength and moved his body lightly. "Liefeng" changed the angle and attacked rapidly again, but what Nefar did not expect was that the other party's flexibility was beyond his expectations. When he was unloading his strength, he quickly responded to convenient and timely recovery of the force when facing the second attack.

The two sides kept moving in the offense and defense. Nefal did not dare to be careless at this time. Every time he attacked, the opponent accurately predicted and resisted. The occasionally exposed flaws and tricks were not deceived. How could such a tricky opponent dare to let Nefal relax!

Looking at the wonderful fight ahead, Khurashan looked at it with interest, waved his hand and asked the soldiers around him which tribe the warrior was from. It was obvious that Khurashan already had the intention of accepting this person.

"Return to the Lord, the other party is Ulege, the eldest son of the leader of the Kachas tribe."

The soldiers' rewards made Khurashan feel a little regretful. If an ordinary tribal warrior still has the ability to collect them, but if the other party is the eldest son of the tribe leader, he may inherit the position of the tribe leader in the future, then the problem will be difficult.

However, the old man from the Kachas tribe really has the courage to let his son face that man. It seems that he is planning to train his ability and prestige in this war with the Adria Kingdom. Is it that the war is over and ready to pass the throne? Khorasan, who is a little deviant from the question, can't help but take a closer look at Ulege in the battle ahead.

The big sword in Ulege's hand was obviously not an ordinary weapon, and there was no sign of damage in the constant intersecting with the "Liefeng" blade. The airflow generated by the "Liefeng" was also strongly scattered by the big sword every time the intersecting blade was not affected.

During the continuous fierce attack, Nefal's body began to show fatigue. From siege to rush to this point, Nefal was constantly in battle, and his body was constantly enduring the limit of endurance. Now, the limit seems to be approaching.

The momentum of unyielding attacks was blocked in the middle and continued to fade until now, but this is war, and there is no excuse for war.

Life or death, success or failure.

The momentum of Ulege's attack suddenly stopped, the sword changed. Before Nefar could react in time, the sword had already slashed past, blood was floating in front of his eyes, and the pain seemed to have stopped for a long time before it came.

A huge hole was torn into his chest and blood continued to bloom. Nefar quickly retreated, but Ulege's big sword followed without hesitation.

Nefal felt the exhaustion of his body, and his defense was gradually unable to resist. Should he really be unwilling to die like this? Can't he do anything more?

When Ulege slashed away with the next sword, he felt keenly that the other party seemed to have no defense. Did he want to die together? But the sword had already cut out and was in a move forward!

But when Ulege slashed past without any obstacles, the person on the opposite side showed a strange smile on his face, and the sword in his hand had already been thrown behind Ulege in the last accumulated power!
Chapter completed!