European Emperor Cultivation System

Chapter 52
"Yes, it's me."

Scott also recognized this guy, and Yaoguang outlined the opponent's clear outline through the tip of the sword.

It was Senal who made the exclamation. Scott used to be his own coachman. His family's evaluation of Scott's equestrianism was that the car was very stable, but he often liked to drift.

In Sainar's eyes, it can only be said that this kid is not suitable to be a coachman, but more suitable to be a knight, but Sainar is not interested in this, and does not want to share another share of his originally not rich family property. Get out, even though he seemed capable, so fired Scott.

I didn't expect to meet here now, and the other party is already a commander of the enemy army, and his status is comparable to his own.

"Hmph, the Duke is no longer in use, and he chose a coachman to be the general." Senal just sneered.

The advantage of the height of the sky did not take advantage of it. With one blow and slashed down, Senal did not lose the slightest disadvantage. On the contrary, Scott himself was deeply trapped by the enemy, so he had to be distracted during the duel. To deal with the cavalry attacking.

"Scott, Scott, even if you are in this position now, you are still a little tender after all."

Senal's eyes were full of disdain. Although he couldn't beat this reckless coachman in a one-on-one duel, it didn't change the overall situation on the battlefield. After a while, he could triumphantly win. The enemy's horses You can also capture a lot of infantry to equip yourself.

"Edward is already dead, do you still want to fight?"

The veins on Scott's forehead had already popped out when he resisted Sennar's moves, but he suddenly shouted these words. This was unexpected by everyone, whether they were friends or foes.

"What? The Marquis? Already killed?" Senal thought silently, "Impossible, how could the Marquis be killed, haha."

"You guys are lying, you hateful coachman." Senal was unmoved on the surface, but his heart was already surging.

"Soon, the Duke's army will arrive here, and all of you will be on the same field as the Marquis, and that is death!" Scott tried his best again, shouting with a hoarse voice.

"Damn it, watch me take your life." Enraged, Senal stood up and pushed the sword back to its original position.

"Hehe, goodbye."

Scott sneered, Senal's eyes were already red, and he didn't notice the rapid changes in the battlefield situation.

A charge cavalry rushed out from the flank in the midst of the fight, and the horse's head hit Sainar's horse straightly. Sainar lost his balance and quickly regained his position.

Scott would not let go of this good opportunity, so he took advantage of the opportunity to stab, the sharp blade was deeply embedded in Senal's right hand, and another quick side attack knocked down the sword in Senal's hand, and finally faced the unarmed Senal Er, added a sword of revenge.

"You...you." Blood gushed out from Cenar, and he died as soon as he uttered a word.

Scott cast approving glances at this clever knight, and continued to clean up the rest of the mess.

"Your general Senal has been killed, and the great nobleman Edward has also been executed. Do you still want to continue to resist? Put down your weapons and surrender, and you will be spared the death penalty."

It was obviously his own disadvantage, but when Scott shouted this sentence, his tone was sonorous and forceful, as if there were thousands of troops behind him to support him.

More than half of the knights on my side were killed, and the enemy only sacrificed about [-]% except for the leader Senal, and the total strength of the opponent was still higher than his own. In addition to disintegrating the fighting spirit of the enemy and making them give up resistance, force If you fight hard, even if you win, you will suffer heavy casualties.

Scott jumped into the enemy's formation again, and found a few noblemen who looked like noblemen. During the battle, he was also stabbed in the calf. Scott was really unmoved and continued to fight fiercely. .

"I'll say it again, you don't kill if you disarm." Scott gritted his teeth and pulled out the broken gun stuck in his calf after slaughtering the last cavalry of the enemy army. one time.

The situation on the field became more and more confusing. There were still about [-] infantrymen left on the enemy's side, but Scott's side barely broke through [-]. Facing the number of people several times his own, Scott did not have the slightest fear .

Because, he has never been afraid, he was like this when he was a coachman before, and he is even more like this now after he became a general.

"One last time, disarm and don't kill." Scott threw the broken gun that he drew out like a dart, piercing through one of the shields and piercing into the thick-looking armor. It was not fatal, but it was also fatal.

The hands of the infantrymen in the front row had already started to shake, and their shields were constantly flipping like waves. Without the pressure of iron hooves, they felt unprecedented fear.

"Or, run away." One of the infantrymen suggested, his body had unconsciously moved half a body behind the formation.

"You are stupid, they are cavalry, we have two legs, how can we run with four legs, and we will be trampled to death." Another infantry stammered, the shield vibrated like a small electric motor Same.

"Or, fight them to the end, they have fewer people than us, and fight a bloody way." There are still bold soldiers thinking about resisting.

All the leading nobles were killed in battle. Everyone was discussing with each other, but they couldn't come to a unified opinion, but the pace was surprisingly consistent, and they were all walking backwards.

"Den"

A soldier is the first to throw all his equipment on the ground. What does it mean to lose weapons and shields on the battlefield-flee or surrender.

"Didn't you say that you don't kill if you disarm? Everyone is making a living. If you don't want to risk your life for this, those who support my point of view should surrender with me." The soldier who surrendered first took the lead in instigating others, and his words were reasonable. Well-founded.

"You..." Another soldier was a little annoyed.

"DengDengDeng"

In an instant, [-]% of the soldiers lost their weapons and shields, and they had to throw them on the ground vigorously and roughly, as if they were tired of all this after a lot of anger, and some of them kept their equipment in their hands for a long time. After thinking for a long time, he reluctantly squatted down and gently put the equipment on the ground.

"You..." The soldier became even more angry.

Seeing the situation, more and more soldiers hurriedly expressed their surrender, and in a blink of an eye he was the only one left among the four hundred infantrymen who still held his weapon firmly in his hand.

"You are the only one left, do you still want to do unnecessary resistance?" Scott couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief seeing that the situation had completely turned to this side.

"The ambition to fall into the battle is to live even if you are dead." The man rushed towards Scott with his sword in hand.

Just between one strike and one block, within half a round, Scott completely took advantage.

"What's your name?" Scott obviously admired the young man in front of him, even though he was only a novice at the level of a knight.

"Edward, he is a concubine from the Marquis' collateral family." The man did not hide his family background, and declared his family frankly.

"Hey, it's a pity." Scott felt a little sorry for this. If it wasn't for this bloodline, maybe he would still be alive.

A heroic soul fell, and all the remaining infantrymen lost their combat effectiveness. Scott won a complete victory.

"Take care and go back to Rouen."

The knights squeezed the infantry in the middle, and the weapons and armor were also placed on the carriages and led by the attendants they brought. The improvised army marched in the direction of Rouen.

Rouen

"Damn it, the flying altitude is still a bit low."

Li Peijun slowly approached his goal along a strange parabola. As the crenel got closer and closer, the altitude was almost in a state of level flight, and he saw all the bewildered, frightened, and surprised faces of the guards on the opposite side. Be clear.Of course, I also found a guy with a bow and a string facing him.

In the air, Li Peijun drew out his saber, and at the same time, the sharp arrow left the string. The arrow almost scratched the edge of the sword and cut his clothes. There was a battlement in front of him. Fortunately, it was a concave place. If it was a raised place , It must have been shot on the head.

"It's now!"

Li Peijun got in through the recess, lowered his center of gravity again, and adjusted his legs to the front of his body like a plane landing. If a normal person played like this, he would definitely be dying, but Li Peijun is possessed by a system. Now, although this physique is not invulnerable, as long as you pay attention to the landing method and slow down the impact force brought by the high-speed impact on the ground, at most you will suffer a little scratch.

The moment his toes touched the ground, Li Peijun quickly tilted his center of gravity forward, squatted down and lowered his center of gravity, rolling like a snowball.

The speed was still very fast, and he was about to fall down the city. Li Peijun had no choice but to put one knee against the ground to slow down the speed. There are still five centimeters away from the city wall on the other side.

The whole process took only a few seconds from landing to stopping, and the guards who were still amazed by the flying man just now began to find their chins.

"Satan fell from the sky." One of the guards exclaimed. The only person who can do this is the God, Jehovah, and the devil is Satan. God loves peace, and the devil prefers to kill. The man in front of him is obviously a devil.

(End of this chapter)