Mount & Blade: Wind of War

"Which knight should I send?"

"Haha, I've seen two such exciting battles, and I'm really itching to fight. I'll fight the last one."

As he spoke, Rhodes slapped the stone railing in front of him with one hand, and jumped into the field amid the exclamations of the people around him.

If you want to become an extraordinary strongman, the tempering of battle is an indispensable part. Otherwise, no matter how high the level and panel data attributes are, if the actual use attributes are low, it will still be useless for combat power.

However, as a lord, actively choosing danger is another irrational behavior. Therefore, Rhodes never gives up the opportunity to enjoy the battle in his own camp and surrounded by his own strongmen.

Although this is not as exciting as facing life and death, it is also the most acceptable approach for people around him.

"Come on, Mr. West."

"This is the last real sword duel. If you defeat me, you will win peace for Sin City for a certain period of time and avoid the danger of fighting on two fronts at the same time. If you lose, I will immediately send troops to Sin City to compete with Lord Konstart."

Rhodes was wearing a brocade robe and a gorgeous crimson cloak. At this moment, he held a steel cross sword and stood it diagonally in front of his chest. The power of holy light in his body was slowly accelerating.

It is best to have a warm-up time for fighting spirit to operate. Otherwise, it is easy to destroy the body, but for some reason, Rhodes found that no one around him seemed to understand this principle except himself.

"Hahahahaha, Lord Rodhart has such a refined taste. West can only offend him, please give me some face." He took the gemstone long sword handed over from the envoys.

West jumped up, and then landed slowly like a giant bat. With just this one move, he showed a very strong transcendent cultivation.

Normal martial arts, no matter how much you practice, can never have such an effect that defies mechanics.

Three real sword duels, one win and one loss. At this moment, Rhodes has forced West into a dead end. If he wins this one, everything will be fine. If he loses, he can't go back to face the thief king Constat. Therefore, West can't help but do his best.

The battle entered the most suffocating moment at the beginning. The bloody crescent-like knife light slashed straight out and instantly approached Rhodes.

The two sides were still talking and laughing with each other just a moment ago, but at this moment, the murderous intent in the knife light seemed to be real.

It aroused countless exclamations from people around.

"Interesting! Interesting!"

Such a thought flashed through Rhodes' mind.

The opponent slashed with a knife, killing, dying, defeating, and perishing. The long knife seemed to be surrounded by endless resentful souls laughing wildly and rushing towards him.

The taste of death hit Rhodes, and he felt that the blood in his body was boiling.

He suddenly drew his sword, and the whole person suddenly changed from being extremely quiet to extremely active. The sword light in his hand burst out in an instant, and the sword light pierced out like dragons and snakes dancing, covering the opponent, fierce and violent.

This sword shot was a full-strength explosion. Rhode's momentum, strength, and mental will all reached the peak at this moment.

"Territory management, scheming, power balance, and functional restraint are ultimately not as satisfying as wielding a three-foot sword to traverse the world!"

The sword shadows and sword lights intertwined. At this moment, Rhode devoted himself to it wholeheartedly, and even had the urge to abandon everything and rule the world with a sword from now on.

Dangdangdangdang!

The swords were strong, and they collided violently, bursting with sparks, and the smell of iron spread.

"How is it possible? His extraordinary swordsmanship is so superb? Especially this sacred fighting spirit, it is so vigorous and pure, just like a burning fire, no... just like... the sun!"

"Could it be that Rodhart also found the ancient ruins? No, his swordsmanship is so pure, just like he has been practicing since he was a child."

Because he practiced blood fighting spirit, West was restrained by Rod very fiercely. After fighting for several moves, he had to suddenly change his body to dodge and avoid the real.

But from the outside world, it seemed that his body suddenly accelerated, and the ghost flashed, as if he wanted to surround Lord Rodhart. Many people at the scene cast their eyes on Knight Fatis, hoping that he could immediately stop the lord's nonsense.

However, Fatis watched silently and hesitated to take action.

This real sword fight was not on the same level as the previous two. The first one was a test fight between ordinary humans. Although there were weirdness, explosions, persistence, and despair, people in this era had generally witnessed or at least heard of such a fight.

The second one was already very exciting. Whether it was Leopard Sandra or Cress, they both possessed some kind of power beyond ordinary people, which made the spectators feel more eye-opening.

In this fight, because Rhodes forced West into a dead end through the situation, West fought with all his strength as soon as he made a move.

A knife was slashed out, and the blood rainbow broke through the air. As the knife light danced, the brilliant blood-red knife light seemed to have the momentum of a roaring river, attacking step by step, and striving to win!

However, Rhodes drew his sword and stabbed it straight out. The platinum-colored flames on the sword body condensed, and it seemed to split the sea, forcing West's seemingly unstoppable knife light back.

The sword light enveloped West's body, and green smoke seemed to be faintly coming out of his body. In his ears, he seemed to hear the following chanting:

"Thank you for giving us peace and tranquility, thank you for giving us health and food, may your glory never fade, may you be victorious and invincible."

It seems that not only West heard such chanting, but also the sword light wielded by Rodhart became heavier and more powerful from the initial vertical and horizontal movement and agility.

Yes, the sword light that should have been light and agile became heavy, but West was not happy about it, because he did not think that his opponent was easy to deal with, but on the contrary, the heavier the sword light, the more pressure West felt.

In the final stage, every sword attack of Rod seemed to become very heavy. Every time he struck a sword, it broke through the air like rumbling and dragging a mountain forward. The long sword seemed to be endowed with some meaning and will.

Because of the heaviness, it has power, and because of the power, it moves faster and faster. In the end, the sword is like a dragon!

The extraordinary combat skill of the light system: Slaying evil!

Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh… Like a hurricane passing by, dozens of swords slashed past like a storm.

At this moment, West couldn't bear it anymore. His proud bloodline fighting spirit cultivation was meaningless at this moment. No, it became a burden instead.

With a loud bang, the long sword exploded. West was enveloped and impacted by the roaring sword energy dragon, as if being soaked by hot and boiling molten iron.

In the last moment before he fainted, West seemed to hear such a whisper.

"Is that all? It's totally unsatisfying. Such strength is simply a waste of my feelings. It's not that I didn't give you a chance!"