Chapter 322 Battle of Ocaglar (4)
Facing a mini-boss of this level, even a naturally war-mad person would not dare to neglect him.
"Roar!"
The naturally war-mad man raised his head to the sky and let out a roar.
Veins bulged all over his body, muscles bulged out from under his skin like iron blocks, thick white mist of steam erupted from his pores, even his eyes turned red, and extreme anger filled every inch of his body.
【Berserker Path: Fury】
"Even this monster——"
"It can't resist the cavalry charge."
Trischka stared closely at the violent "monster" in the distance and held the sword in his hand tighter.
He bowed slightly on the horse, continued to charge faster, stretched out the long sword forward, showing a thrusting posture - as the speed continued to increase, invisible magic waves appeared, and the hilt of the sword actually stretched out several meters. The long metal pole makes it look like a lance.
This is the weapon specially made for him by the master of magic craftsmanship in the south, - [The Sword of the Glory Knight], which can be called a work of art for the cavalry.
"That's it, impale him!"
"Evil monster, on behalf of Grand Duke Leo, I grant you death!"
Trischka gave a sharp shout, rode a high-speed horse, and charged with an unstoppable momentum, the sword pointed directly at the heart of the natural war madman.
"Whoosh!"
However, his sword missed the target.
"How is that possible?"
Trishka's expression suddenly changed, and he quickly raised his head.
But under the sunlight, he saw the monster leaping high, holding the giant ax and jumping down.
"Hoo-boom!"
First there was the roaring wind, then the sound of the ax blade cutting through flesh and blood, and then the sound of it hitting the ground.
The war horse was still standing on the same spot, but it was split in half, and blood immediately spattered.
However, Trischka relied on his ultimate reaction to jump off his horse just before the giant ax was about to strike, and rolled on the ground several times in a row.
Trischka half-knelt on the ground panting, supporting his body with his long sword, looking solemnly at the "monster" not far away and his two poor horses.
"Hoo, hoo"
"How is it possible? How can a monster of this size be so agile?"
The naturally war-mad man pulled out the ax that had cut deeply into the ground, turned around, and smiled ferociously: "You missed the mark?"
"Brother Zhan Kuang, are you challenging the boss again?"
"As expected of a man without hair."
The player watching the show next to him smashed the head of the Alliance soldier who was sneaking up behind him with a hammer, and he still joked casually.
"Go on, don't interrupt my fight, or I'll beat you too. This little boss is worth a lot of money, so we can't let him run away."
The born warrior waved his hand disdainfully, blew out a breath of hot air, and raised his ax to make a comeback.
Trischka couldn't understand their conversation or the strange vocabulary, but he could hear the condescension and inadvertent contempt in their voices, which didn't seem to be an emotion towards the enemy.
To describe it in a way he could understand, it was like a group of noble children playing and hunting hares.
They discussed among themselves who was a better archer and could shoot more accurately, and which rabbit had brighter fur and was more suitable for making a fur hat.
And I am that hare.
Suddenly, the youngest earl in the North felt unprecedented humiliation, and anger was burning in his chest. He had never been treated like this, even when facing those powerful beings.
"Damn monster"
"I'll let you know - what happens if you look down on me!"
He raised his sword again and rushed toward the monster with light and agile steps.
The heavy giant ax came through the air again. If it scratched a little, it might end up being cut in half. But Trischka relied on his superb combat skills to control the distance and let the ax blade pass by his body. , and at the same time, he used the giant ax to slash the opponent and then swung his sword forward.
"Wha—" Scales and blood flew everywhere, and the sharp sword cut open the monster's chest, leaving a deep scar.
Seeing that he was hurt, Tiansheng Zhan retreated violently, distanced himself, and used the inertia to swing the giant ax, forming a storm of ax blades surrounding him.
"When——"
The sound of gold and iron interlacing came.
The giant ax hit Trishka's body, but was blocked by the golden light film emerging from the armor.
However, the power carried by the giant ax was too great. As the golden light film suddenly burst, Trischka also flew backwards.
However, the [Levitation Technique] attached to Trishka's boots allowed him to stabilize his figure in mid-air.
Immediately afterwards, he tapped his toes, jumped down from the air, and came directly to the head of the still spinning war mad man.
The blade of his long sword suddenly changed and formed a standard cross shape.
Trischka looked resolute, holding the sword tightly with both hands, aiming at the target and inserting it directly.
"Whoosh!"
The sharp cross sword penetrated directly from the top of the "monster's" head, piercing its head and neck like a skewer of meat.
Before the black screen approached, the natural war madman used his last strength to mutter to himself: "Next time, there will be no need for crippling blows."
Then, he collapsed.
Again, there were words that Trischka couldn't understand.
Standing on the huge body of the "monster", Count Trischka pulled out the sword soaked in blood and brains, and raised it high.
The sword peak shone coldly in the sun, and the broken lion's head cloak behind him moved huntingly.
"Everyone, have you seen it?"
"The monsters in the Ember Kingdom are also made of flesh and blood. They can die and be defeated!"
"Skanians, don't be afraid, this is the land we live on, and we can drive them out!"
Suddenly, a shining beam of light came.
With his sharp reflexes, Trischka turned his head to avoid the attack, but this attack method seemed familiar to him, as if he had seen it before somewhere.
"Such a beam"
"How could it be? This, this is impossible!"
Suddenly, Trischka's expression changed dramatically, and he had a terrible guess in his mind.
He turned his head stiffly and looked not far away - that was the direction in which the light beam was emitted.
However, the reality was as magical as Trischka had guessed. He saw the familiar blond figure standing there. Surrounded by monsters, the man raised the silver sword in his hand and pointed at him from a distance. His expression was also Equally determined.
"Andre?"
"You are the biological son of Archduke Leo and a blood descendant of the Bosque family. Your body is filled with Russell's precious blood!"
"Andre Bosque! How could you appear there, how could you betray your bloodline!"
Trischka's voice was full of disbelief.
As a young man who was deeply valued by Archduke Leo, he had grown up with the third son of Bosque since he was a child, and the two had a very good relationship.
Both of them had traveled in the South and were similar in age, so they shared a lot of common language. They had many similar views on the political system of the North. But I never thought that they would meet again, but on a cruel battlefield, even as enemies.
In fact, Trischka was full of envy of Andre in his heart. He often fantasized that if he could have the other person's identity, he might really be able to reform the Northland system and make the Northland a more advanced and enlightened country.
But Andrei easily gave up everything he desired, including power, status and even bloodline, which made Trischka feel simply unreasonable.
Andre shook his head and said extremely calmly: "My current identity is just an ordinary citizen of the kingdom."
"I don't fight for any ruler, just for the people who live in the North."
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