Potes's Death [Fourth Update]

Before Potes, the Spartoi that had taken his heavy blow did not fall, but it still died.

Because at the instant the two made contact, Potes had covertly thrust the short sword in his right hand. The blade pierced the Spartoi's body through the edge of its shield, leaving it no chance to react.

Before Potes, one Spartoi had lost its fighting strength just like that, soon turning back into dragon's teeth and falling to the ground.

But that was as far as it went.

On both sides of him, the other Spartoi carrying swords and shields closed in.

Potes could originally have taken the opportunity to break through and cut down one or two Spartoi behind the fallen one.

But he knew he could not do that.

Because he was alone now.

When one person fought an army, no matter how strong they were, they had to remember one thing: do not let yourself be surrounded by the army.

Unless that person had three heads and six arms and could watch every side of their body, being surrounded meant having to endure attacks from several different directions. The only outcome was defeat and death.

Potes had fought through countless battles and had charged enemy formations alone many times, so he naturally understood this principle.

Unless your speed was fast enough during the charge and your breakthrough force sharp enough that the enemies ahead could not stop you while those behind had no time to encircle you, being surrounded meant death.

That was also why cavalry could not lose speed when breaking through infantry.

Potes knew that the Spartoi before him were not mere fodder he could swiftly break through.

Just now, if Potes had been greedy for a small advantage and continued pressing forward to cut down the Spartoi