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Chapter IX: Admirable rivals

"Yes, it's him. It seems that he is facing a powerful opponent, which is really difficult to handle." Ragnar's face still maintained a calmness. "However, no matter how powerful the opponent is, I

Nisbet can kill him just as well."

Is this a lie from King Ragnar?

All the lords present thought in their hearts that maybe King Ragnar said this in order to lose face in front of these lords. They looked at the soldiers on the wall. These soldiers seemed to have the upper hand, but,

Since his soldiers rushed to the city wall, there has been no massacre like before.

As we all know, the Nord Kingdom's infantry division is the most powerful. The massacre begins the moment they climb the city wall, but now it seems that is not the case. From here, it can be seen that the Nord soldiers have not achieved anything at all.

What a great achievement. The lords could see that the soldiers with two-handed swords defeated the Nord soldiers' attacks again and again.

Unexpectedly, Swadia also has such elite soldiers.

King Ragnar naturally saw this situation. This was a special force. King Ragnar did not have such a force, but he thought it was not necessary to bring them out yet.

On the west wall of the city, Salton Jarre has already fought with Count Blanche. This count is holding a two-handed sword. This is not a magic weapon like Edgars, but a sword.

Just a slightly better sword.

Earl Berlands is not a rich man.

Salton Jarl is holding a one-handed long sword and a shield. These two pieces of equipment are only slightly better than ordinary equipment. Like Count Bollands, he is not a rich man, although

He is the eldest son in the family, but this does not mean that he can spend the family's money at will. Everything must be obtained through his efforts, at least until his father dies.

A one-handed sword and a two-handed sword clashed together, and the soldiers on both sides deliberately revealed a circle to allow the two nobles to fight.

The same scene happened on the north wall.

Nisbet was angry. He no longer cared whether Edgars's sword could hurt him. He wanted to protect his dignity, which cost him his life.

He slashed an ax at Edgars, and the two axes rushed toward Edgars with a stronger wind. This made Edgars face a greater dilemma, although he could feel it.

Nisbet's two big axes came at him, but he could also feel that the speed of the two axes was very fast, at least so fast that he could not avoid the two big axes.

Edgars' rich combat experience came into play at this time. He swung his sword horizontally to form a blocker, which caught Nisbet's two big axes.

But!

However, one of Edgars' legs could not withstand such strength, and one leg suddenly knelt down.

"It seems that this guy still has some strength." Hewitt looked at Nisbet who knocked Edgars down.

Nisbet didn't let go, he pressed his ax down firmly, stimulating Edgars with force one after another.

Edgars knew the predicament he was in, and if he didn't do something now, he would die miserably.

When Nisbet saw Edgars being subdued by him, a flash of joy flashed through his heart.

"I will kill you and hang your head on top of this castle." Nisbet said to Edgars.

"I don't think it's that easy to kill me," Edgars said through gritted teeth.

As soon as he finished speaking, a sudden change occurred.

Edgars sheathed his sword. Without the sword as a blocker, Nisbet's ax fell smoothly.

The two axes drew a cruel arc. If Edgars did not move, Edgars would become a corpse in the next second.

Now that Edgars had put away the sword in his hand, he was naturally prepared.

He pushed back his standing leg and slid out of Nisbet's attack range as if he were skating.

"What?" Nisbet saw this determined prey running away like this, and he was very unwilling. Nisbet took a big step, and hit Edgars with another ax with his right hand.

But Edgars had already been prepared. He touched the tip of his sword perfectly to Nisbet's axe. The next second, what Nisbet was most worried about happened.

His iron ax was actually shattered by Edgars' meteorite sword.

The meteorite sword did not stop moving after smashing the iron axe, but continued to stab Nisbet.

"No!" Nisbet quickly leaned back, and at the same time, the big ax in his right hand tried to knock the meteorite sword away.

Despite Nisbet's efforts, Edgars pierced Nisbitt's armor.

The meteorite sword was as good as iron, and Nisbet's armor was pierced like a thin piece of paper.

But at this dangerous moment, Nisbet's other ax arrived in time and deflected the sword that was about to pierce Nisbitt's body.

The sword that forcibly changed its trajectory was not retracted, and it slid across Nisbet's chest, and a bloodstain appeared again.

Nisbet let out a howl of pain, and the useless ax he held in his left hand was suddenly thrown towards Edgars, causing Edgars to be knocked back a few steps.

"Very well, Meteor Iron Knight, you have met a formidable opponent. I will remember you." Despite such a disadvantage, he still sincerely praised his opponent.

Edgars looked at the broken big ax in his hand, which was his last weapon.

He seemed to notice Edgars' gaze, and he also knew that the ax in his hand was of little use.

The next second, Nisbet made a move that shocked Edgars. He threw his only weapon at Edgars.

"Do you think I have no weapons? No! I have weapons." This is what Edgars heard after flicking away Nisbet's axe.

Nisbet suddenly turned around. Edgars thought he was going to run away, but after taking only a few steps, Nisbet stopped.

What is he going to do?

This is a battlefield, and there are enemy troops everywhere. Nisbet just moved a few steps, and his big hands were able to touch several Swadian soldiers.

At this time, there were two Swadian soldiers in front of him.


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