"Dressell, you asked for this. Just let me humiliate you."
Brother Yantu Lu was still wearing an elite Kujit Khan armor.
But the Kugit bow and arrows hanging from his waist were removed.
In its place is a perfectly tempered nomadic scimitar.
Anyone can see that this is a newly-made, sharp-edged, fine tool.
The light and handsome white horse under his crotch also seems to be in high spirits.
Looking at Russell again, except for an extremely sharp Germanic war sword, the rest of the equipment is ordinary.
That damn stubborn traveling horse still can’t be ridden...
This was a battle between infantry and cavalry, and Russell was at an obvious disadvantage.
However, with the bonus of prairie jackal meat, Russell is quite confident.
And he has already thought of a strategy to defeat the enemy. After all, he has watched so many war TV series and movies before.
Have you never eaten pork or seen a pig running? I know a wonderful way...
With the village chief's shout, the duel officially began.
Brother Nayantu Lu skillfully galloped his horse and rushed towards Drasel at top speed.
Russell did not panic at all, and did not take any stance to respond to the enemy. Instead, he looked up at the dazzling sunshine in the sky.
In the eyes of Brother Nayan Tulu, the other party seemed to be hopeless.
"Are you ready to die? May the Lord bless you. I will go to your tombstone to worship next year, hahaha!"
Twenty meters, ten meters, five meters...
Seeing Brother Yantu Lu getting closer and closer to him, Drasel finally found the best spot to focus his attention.
He quickly pulled out the German war sword from his waist and pointed the dazzling sword blade directly at Brother Yan Tulu.
The ruthless sunlight hit the sword surface, forming a strong reflected light.
The reflected light shone impartially on the eyes of the horse under Brother Yantu Lu's crotch.
Fortunately, when I was young, I had a good time taking geometry and physical optics classes. Thank you, teacher.
At this moment, Russell feels very grateful to his previous teachers in middle school, high school and university.
Even the system sent him praise.
[Evaluation: This humble little red guy did a great job this time! Well done Baron!]
Looking at the field again, I just heard a "hiss!!!"
The horse's eyes suddenly hurt so much that it screamed in fright, stumbled forward, and fell to the ground on its side.
Brother Yantu Lu was also thrown off his horse by this sudden blow and rolled directly in front of Drasel.
"Bah!"
Russell seized this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity and gave him a big kick with the strength of a letter.
He stepped hard on Brother Yan Tulu's face!
This kick is so powerful that it lifts the mountains and the world is overwhelming, and it has the potential to swallow up the atmosphere thousands of miles away.
He trampled the bridge of Brother Yan Tulu's nose, his front teeth fell out, and his face was covered with blood.
Russell wanted to take advantage of the situation to pursue him and give him a solid kick.
Unexpectedly, Brother Yantu Lu endured the severe pain on his face and quickly rolled away in the distance.
Immediately, Brother Yantu Lu quickly hit the carp hard again, stood up, and ran towards the nomadic scimitar that was thrown aside.
Damn it, this is such a ruthless person. In this situation, he can still jump up and continue fighting without saying a word!
Russell couldn't help but feel a little in awe. It seemed that his high attributes were not in vain.
He is indeed a real prairie warrior.
Russell wanted to stop Brother Nayan Tulu from picking up the scimitar, but the opponent was too fast and he was a step too late.
"I admit that I underestimated the enemy, Baron, you are somewhat capable. But you haven't won yet..."
At this time, Brother Yantu Lu's face was already a bit bloody, but he had no intention of giving up.
"Then go on, come on!"
Russell held the sword in his right hand and charged towards Brother Nayan Tulu.
With the help of prairie jackal meat, Drasel's movements were more agile and faster, and his hands were stronger than usual.
He slashed vertically and horizontally at Brother Yantu Lu several times, causing Brother Yantu Lu to retreat step by step, but he was blocked one by one.
So Russell used elbow strikes, knee strikes, kicks and other close combat techniques, but Brother Yantu Lu also dodged.
The two fought for more than ten rounds. Although Brother Yan Tulu was seriously injured on the face, he did not appear to be exhausted.
On the other hand, Russell has basically used all his tricks and techniques.
At this moment, Brother Nayantu Lu launched a counterattack, which was different from the serious chopping, hacking, and stabbing of Drasel.
He uses fighting skills unique to the grassland, and the attack route of the scimitar is extremely weird and tricky.
From time to time, it would cut Drasser's armpits, waist, thighs and other parts, instead of focusing on the heart, head and other vital parts.
Russell can effectively defend against attacks on his vital positions, but this delicate knife is hard to defend against.
Even if they use prairie jackal meat, there is still an insurmountable strength gap between him and Brother Yantu Lu.
Within a short time, Drasel was covered in scars, with dozens of wounds of varying degrees appearing all over his body.
Safiya on the side looked very anxious, but had no choice but to cry.
The tears happened to fall on the eggshell of the dragon egg Viseraine...
A wonderful thing happened at this moment. The dragon egg seemed to be sensitive, and the surface of the eggshell actually glowed.
The entire dragon egg has also expanded and become wider than before. Above the dragon egg, there is a red air flow that is so subtle that it cannot be seen with the naked eye.
This crimson air flow gradually rushed towards the wounds on Drasser's body and penetrated into Drasser's body.
Russell only felt that the wounds on his body were itching more and more.
During the break in the duel, he glanced at his wound and found that it was healing rapidly.
At the same time, a figure of a giant red dragon that I had never seen before suddenly appeared in my mind...
The appearance of this giant red dragon is so clear and real, as if it is right in front of you...
"Ouch."
[Dressell, I have lent you my power, but now I,
It’s not strong enough yet. This power lasts for a short time. You have to defeat him as soon as possible.】
"Is it Viseraine?"
"Ouch!"
[Attention duel! Now is not the time to chat!]
Soon Dracelle came back to his senses and found that his hands seemed to be surrounded by a layer of red aura.
And there seems to be a layer of crimson aura surrounding his German war sword.
He gathered all his strength, turned it into a sudden sword, and struck hard at Brother Yantu Lu.
But Brother Yantu Lu couldn't dodge, and he knew something was wrong.
But he could only use his nomadic scimitar to attack him, intending to catch the move forcefully.
"pound!"
The force of this blow was several times greater than any previous blow.
Finally Brother Yantu Lu reached his limit and became a little loose and weak.
The collision between the weapons caused a burst of sparks, and this spark met the red aura,
It actually caused the blade of Drasel's German war sword to burn!