Steady the Battle Line
Karl dodged a thrusting spear to the side, then swiftly slashed with two swords, accurately striking a Sauron spearman at the junction of his neck and chest. The man collapsed to the ground without uttering a sound.
Immediately afterward, a Sauron knight clad in heavy armor roared and swung his axe. Karl nimbly leaped backward, and the heavy Battle Axe missed its mark, crashing to the floor and sending splinters flying!
Taking advantage of the knight's momentary lapse in concentration, Karl suddenly stepped forward and slashed his sword hard at the side of the knight's helmet. The immense force sent the knight staggering backward, crashing heavily into a heavy oak table!
Before the other could get up, Karl gripped the counterweight at the end of the sword hilt with his left hand and slammed it down with all his might, like swinging a hammer!
"Clang!" A dull thud that made your teeth ache! The counterweight ball slammed precisely into the side of the knight's helmet. The enormous impact was transmitted through the metal, instantly making the knight dizzy and stiffening his movements.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Karl kicked the knight hard in the back of the knee, causing the knight to lose his balance and his neck to slam heavily against the hard corner of the table!
"Crack!" A crisp yet terrifying sound of bone breaking rang out!
The knight's body stiffened abruptly, then slid limply to the ground like a puppet with its strings cut, his helmet askew, and he fell silent.
However, just as Karl had finished off a formidable opponent and was still catching his breath...
"The Lord is here! Kill him and claim the reward!" A Sauron veteran with fierce eyes and a scarred face clearly recognized Karl's identity, and his eyes instantly flashed with an extremely greedy glint!
Completely disregarding his companion's life or death, like a hungry wolf spotting its prey, he pounced from the side, using the momentum of his charge and his full weight to slam Karl to the ground!
"Bang!" Caught off guard, Karl's heavy body slammed onto the floor with a dull thud, and the longsword in his hand flew out of his grasp!
"Die, Broomflower bastard!" the old soldier grinned, pinning Karl's struggling arm down with his knee, while his other hand flashed out a dagger from his waist!
With his seasoned experience, he didn't even attempt to hack at the sturdy plate armor. Instead, he precisely targeted the narrow gap in the helmet's observation window, and with a gust of wind, he thrust the dagger fiercely towards Karl's eye!
Karl was pinned down by his opponent, his arms restrained, and he was unable to break free for the time being!
He could only watch helplessly as the tip of the dagger, gleaming with a chilling blue light, rapidly magnified in his vision, and the icy touch of death instantly swept over his heart!
He could even smell the strong stench of sweat and blood on the other person!
It's over!
At this critical moment!
"Buzz!"
A sharp, incomparably fast, silver sword light, like lightning tearing through the darkness, suddenly shot out from the side!
Where the sword flashed, there was almost no clanging of metal against metal, only a very faint "swoosh" sound, like a hot knife cutting through butter!
The warm liquid instantly splashed all over Karl's face, completely obscuring his viewing window!
The old soldier from Sauron who was pressing down on him suddenly froze in place!
The ferocious, ecstatic expression on his face froze instantly, transforming into utter astonishment and disbelief.
His arm, which had been holding the dagger and was only inches from Karl's eyes, fell limply to his side.
The next moment, Karl was horrified to see through the blood-stained mesh that the veteran's head had suddenly detached from his neck and tumbled away! Blood gushed out like a fountain from the headless cavity!
The body, now without support, collapsed limply, landing heavily on Karl.
"Uh!" Karl snapped out of his shock, struggling to push away the heavy headless corpse on top of him. He rolled to his feet in a disheveled manner, panting heavily, and instinctively wiped his faceplate, trying to remove the sticky blood that was obscuring his vision.
Still shaken, he looked up in the direction from which the sword light had come.
At the edge of the chaotic battlefield, through a gap in a broken side door of the hall, stood a tall, middle-aged man, dressed in worn but gleaming knight's plate armor and covered by a blood-stained gray battle robe.
He held a seemingly simple longsword in his hand, but a layer of incredibly condensed silver Battle Qi aura, visible to the naked eye, flowed faintly across its blade! It was this extremely refined Battle Qi that gave the longsword its terrifying, indestructible power!
It was none other than Master Andrei, who was supposed to be recuperating from his injuries!
His face was still pale from the injury, but his eyes were sharp, as if the earth-shattering sword strike that had saved Karl's life was just a casual gesture.
His gaze slowly swept across the chaotic hall, finally landing on Karl. He nodded slightly, then moved with the speed of a ghost, slipping into the fray. His sword flashed again, precisely slicing through the throat of a Sauron soldier who was lunging at the wounded.
In the crowded and chaotic Lord's Hall, Master Andrei's arrival was like throwing a piece of ice into a boiling pot of oil, instantly changing the local battle situation.
He brought out the pinnacle of his exquisite swordsmanship skills, which he had learned throughout his life, in this small space.
He was not tall, but his movements were as agile as a fox. He could always dodge and weave through the dense shadows of swords and spears, avoiding fatal attacks by the slightest distance.
Each flash of the silver sword was precisely aimed at the gaps in the armor of the Sauron soldier, his throat, or the observation window of his visor! The sword tip touched him and then withdrew, but had already taken a life.
He skillfully used the stone pillars in the center of the hall, the overturned heavy table, and the broken furniture as cover, fighting and retreating, his figure elusive, yet always able to appear in the most dangerous position at the most crucial moment, forcefully resolving the Sauron soldier' fiercest offensive and completely drawing their attention to himself.
His presence was like a reef standing firm in the raging waves, single-handedly holding back the surging tide of Sauron soldier' attack!