The neighing of horses and the wails of knights came and went;
The air was filled with the disgusting smell of blood.
Kebi shook his head vigorously, trying to wake himself up.
He placed his elbows on the ground and arched his back, his armor making a screeching sound as it rubbed against him.
When he barely raised his body, his combat boots slipped twice on the blood-stained ice. In the end, he still leaned on the ground with his sword and hit one knee heavily on the frozen soil.
He only felt that he was extremely weak, and all the strength in his body was drained away.
The armor on the left rib was extremely tight and narrow. When I looked down, I discovered that there was a shockingly deep dent in the armor, which was the mark left after being hit hard by Burd III.
He gritted his teeth and used the last bit of strength in his body to remove the broken part of the armor bit by bit along the cracks in the armor.
When the armor was uncovered, the white ribs could be vaguely seen between the rolled flesh. The dark red liquid did not flow but gush, condensing into scarlet ice ballast when it sprayed on the ground.
When the first snowflake was attached to the wound, Kebi's memory suddenly became extremely clear - as if someone had injected Oden Ding Castle's summer sunshine into his dying nerves.
At that time, he was pampered, well cared for, and lived a carefree life;
Later, he joined the Knights, and with his own efforts, he gradually gained the appreciation of everyone and made close friends Dick;
The final scene is fixed on a girl with a gentle face - Vanessa. Her smile is as warm as the sun, lighting up the whole world.
Kebi sighed softly and fell to the ground. The cold wind blew and snowflakes fell.
He felt that the heat from his body was being taken away bit by bit, and the breath of life was gradually dissipating.
"Is this how my life ends? Isn't it too tragic? It's over like this before I even get married to Vanessa?" He said to himself with a wry smile.
As he was talking, a crystal bottle suddenly rolled in front of his eyes.
"Huh?"
His eyes lit up instantly, and he reached out suddenly and grabbed the crystal bottle filled with azure liquid on the snow next to him.
A strong desire to survive and great joy surged into his heart. He used his last strength to unscrew the cork of the bottle with a trembling voice, and poured all the liquid in the bottle into his mouth in one gulp.
"I didn't expect this Dragon Tear Potion to be so bitter. It's hundreds of times more bitter than the unpleasant medicine I drank when I was a child."
As soon as he drank the potion, he felt a numbing sensation coming from the wound, as if there were countless ants crawling on the wound.
When the seventh snowflake slipped from the damaged shoulder armor, the effect of the medicine swept through the whole body with the sound of heartbeat - the wound no longer bled, the originally exhausted muscle fibers suddenly twitched and tightened, and some primitive wildness surged in the blood vessels.
This isn't just recovery - the entire body is undergoing transformation.
"This Dragon Tear Potion really lives up to its reputation. It can really enhance the physical fitness of ordinary people."
As he said this, he touched his pocket worriedly and found that another tube of Dragon Tear Potion was still inside.
He turned around and started looking for the queen, and found that the tall queen had already mounted a war horse and was orderly directing the remaining knights to rearrange their formations.
"My knight, follow me to continue the battle!" the queen issued a summons.
"Yes!" Kebi responded loudly, put on his face armor again, turned over and mounted the war horse.
Although his spear was broken, the sword was still there.
The queen once again came to the front of the team, raising her sword high, "Order of the Falcon! Order of the Dragon Knights! Charge with me!"
In the camp, Xiya was standing by the makeshift bed, holding the woman's hand with worry on his face.
But I saw the woman's long and thick braids hanging down on the bed, her face as white as paper, and her throat wrapped in white cloth. She was none other than the illusion master Barbara who had escaped from death.
At this time, Barbara had opened his eyes, gently shook his head towards Xiya, indicating that he was okay, and pointed to his throat, saying "Ahhhh" twice.
Xiya understood immediately and knew that his master could not speak for the time being.
If the warlock cannot speak clearly, he cannot recite spells or cast spells.
"Master, how about we withdraw first?"
Barbara shook his head again and his expression became serious.
She wrote a set of words in the air - Queen.
Xiya understands and knows that this is Barbara's responsibility as the imperial warlock, and she must stay here.
"Then I'll accompany you here, Dick and they will work together to defeat those berserker warriors."
Barbara nodded.
After entering the battle formation, without even having time to say hello, Dick discovered that Duke Amara's soldiers had suffered heavy injuries.
The trebuchets placed behind them had all been destroyed by the berserkers who rushed in, and Vigo had already dismounted to protect Duke Amara. The sparkling steel staff waved into a curtain of water, resisting the siege of the three berserkers.
Amara's mount had already been knocked down by a giant bear, and half of its huge horse's head had been chewed off;
The adjutant who delivered the order had gray eyes and was lying on the frozen soil nearby covered in blood;
But he remained extremely calm and continued to issue various orders loudly and passionately.
"Left-wing ranger, release armor-piercing arrows!"
A berserker bypassed Vigo's protection, roared, and slapped Duke Amara on the head with a huge bear paw.
Vigo In the shrunk pupils, a flying knife sank into one of the berserk warrior's beast pupils like a cold light.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Duke Amara thrust out his sword, hitting the berserker's other eye.
He shook the bloody ridge of his sword and asked, "Little girl, where did you come out of here?"
"I just want revenge!" Pipi pursed his lips.
Vigo had just breathed a sigh of relief when a roaring sound broke through the air beside him.
When he turned back, he found that the white-haired demon hunter had swung his sword and cut off the giant claw of a berserker.
Vigo smiled slightly, "Not bad, Demon Hunter."
"Swing the staff rounder, don't let your brains splash on my silver sword." Geralt responded coldly.
Then, the three demon hunters immediately separated and rushed into these berserker warriors.
Dick kept waving the sharp blade in his hand, harvesting this Berserker who was quite difficult to deal with in the past, but now seems extremely relaxed.
Every time he stepped on the frozen soil, he would leave cracks and pits, and the flying ice slag mixed with the bear hair would be embedded in the gaps in the armor. Dick's pupils shrank and locked onto the three-headed brown bear - there were frozen blood-colored ice particles hanging on the surface of the knotted muscles of those berserker warriors.
The two swords suddenly buzzed, and Sword Qi covered them.
The wind-breaking sound of the first giant bear waving its claws stirred up snow waves. Dick leaned forward and charged forward, while Sword Qi trailed a comet-like afterglow behind him.
The moment the bear's paw shattered the ice, he turned around and struck out with his sword, Sword Qi plowing a three-inch deep furrow into the bear's neck.
Before the blood fell to the ground, the second giant bear had already opened its putrid mouth and bit into it.
"Chi--"
The sound of the sword blade entering flesh mixed with the crisp sound of bone cracking and exploded. Dick hung upside down in the air, and the left sword penetrated the upper jaw and penetrated the skull cavity.
As the bear corpse fell to the ground and trembled, he took advantage of the force and somersaulted back, his right wrist shaking rapidly.
The tip of the sword penetrated the third berserker's eye socket, and the eyeballs burst out mixed with blood.
Before the giant bear could fall down, he leaned forward and kicked the back of its head hard with both legs. The extreme reaction force generated by the compression of his ankles like springs caused a cracking sound to be heard from the back of the giant beast's head.
When the two swords are crossed, the entire torso has assumed a unique posture - [Panther Zither Jade] has been activated.
He spun in the air and turned into a white-bladed hurricane, while using Master-Level Swordsmanship to twist his body.
With his improved physical fitness, his twisting angles became more dexterous, and he skillfully avoided his own soldiers.
The two swords blew up a bloody storm in the blink of an eye:
The giant beasts staggered and tore apart their forelimbs that had been shattered by Sword Qi, and broken bear paws covered with frost gradually piled up on the frozen soil.