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Swish.

Walking into the temporary tent with hot sweat from the outside, the body is wearing heavy silver armor, holding a giant sword larger than the body in the right hand, still moving at a certain speed, and the body is straight and strong , did not show any signs of weakness due to exhaustion.

Click.

Go to the wooden chair in the tent and gently place the giant sword on the ground next to it.

As long as you are a swordsman, facing your precious sword, you must not easily place it on the ground and let bugs and mud stain any part of the sword, but this is the center of the war, even if there are a lot of long swords in the temporary tent There is no wooden frame, and it is impossible to have a wooden frame to place this giant sword.

If the giant sword is placed on an ordinary wooden frame casually, it is very likely that the entire wooden frame will be crushed in an instant.

"call."

Only when the body was able to breathe a little, Ouza Sacrodon raised his dignified and majestic eyes, and quietly looked at the "extra figure" in the corner of the tent.

He didn't put up a weapon to show his vigilance. In fact, if he really needed to take precautions, he should have swung his sword at the intruder as soon as he approached the tent.

"Report, there is a magician in the back row of the troops!"

Immediately, a messenger swordsman with a pale face and panting rushed into the tent to report loudly.

"Who is going to resist?"

"Yes, your lord has already gone to crusade."

"A magician suddenly appeared in the back row of us. Who is he?"

"With a mask on his face and a cloak covering his body, he cannot be identified."

After listening to the content without information, he glanced at the corner and said.

"Leave it to the sovereign, go out now."

"Yeah, but that magician doesn't seem to be an ordinary magician."

"I said, get out."

The swordsman who came to the report shouted "Yes" in a frightened manner, and then ran out with a more stern statement than before.

Even though the forensics of the forward report had left, the body under the silver armor still maintained a straight and rigorous posture, and his eyes were still full of calmness like a mountain, as if this person did not have the word "slack" in his spirit.

"Your appearance and the timing of that magician's appearance, it seems that you are with him."

Snapped!

Dun lifted the sealed wooden barrel, reached out and smashed the lid forcefully, and pointed the hole of the wooden barrel directly to his own mouth without a cup, and poured the water in the barrel into his mouth without any scruples about the elegance and etiquette of the nobility .

It wasn't until nearly half of the water was drunk that the bucket was put back on the table, and "Rarity" sighed heavily.

"It's great that you're alive."

Bowing his head deeply, he gently released "this worry that has been tormenting for dozens of days" from his mouth.

"Although you can't tell from the outside, even if the breath is just a dead body, I can recognize you because you are you, never someone else."

Relax the muscles on the cheeks, relax the mental thoughts, and quietly let the body enjoy this short moment of "happiness". Until just half a minute, Dun set up his guard and dignified again, and opened his eyes without any past friendship. There is no joking humor, and the dignified and guarded eyes are directly on each other.

——Dun knows who he is. He is Jieshi's friend, a swordsman in the Kingdom of Swords, one of the commanders here, and a swordsman who enshrines "Glory of the Swordsman".

"If the magician who sent you here is your friend, I hope he will voluntarily surrender and tell us the information about the Magic Kingdom."

Just one sentence destroyed this relaxed atmosphere personally, and those eyes were full of "responsibility, and honor".

"Our agreement, I know you will be able to fulfill it, so for the sake of the country, for the glory of the swordsman, don't waste time getting depressed, cheer up and fight!"

Click.

After saying this, he stood up from the wooden chair, raised the heavy sword and put the armor on his shoulder with a loud metallic sound.

"Wait here for me, and I will report your condition to get you the most perfect treatment. This is all for the promise, for the honor of the swordsman!"

The words that seemed to be like a declaration were as loud and clear as a roar, and he turned around and rushed out of the tent.

He didn't intend to say a word, and he didn't look back once when he left. The reunion in just a few minutes easily drew the end point, and the "strong body I saw since childhood" quickly disappeared from Jieshi's eyes.

Swish Swish Swish Swish.

Not long after Dun left, a hurricane blew up all the gravel, mud, and tents that were tightly stuck on the ground, and the range that Jieshi could see with his naked eyes suddenly expanded. A tornado of our supplies.

Not only the light objects were blown up, but even the thinner swordsmen were swept into the sky. At the same time, Jieshi also felt a strong wind force coming towards him.

"How about a one-minute fight?"

A magician wearing a dark green mask suddenly appeared and condensed another wind wall to block the hurricane blowing Jieshi.

Boom!

An extremely heavy sound suddenly came from directly below the tornado, and then a large crack opened rapidly from the ground. Dozens of swordsmen fell to the ground one after another, unable to stand still because of the sudden change.

"Destroy the ground and shatter the domain?"

The disappearance of the hurricane caused the rolled up swordsmen, soil, and weapons to fall heavily to the ground, and some of the supplies were smashed——Birch's eyes were fixed on the culprit who destroyed the hurricane.

"I hope that the vice-captain's opinion of 'letting friends meet to temper a strong will' is not a waste of my time and energy."

Create a non-harmful wind wall, gently lift Jieshi, condense wind magic under his feet, and quickly rise into the air.

Under the high-altitude field of vision, the only swordsman standing in the deep pit was wearing silver armor, holding a giant sword in his right hand—they looked at each other.

when!

There was another shocking sound of ground smashing from the ground, and the yellow smoke produced quickly covered the sight.

Hua sensed a certain object approaching rapidly through the magical "sensing"—almost at the moment of sensing, a wind wall subconsciously condensed from the soles of her feet.

Clang.

Jumping up and breaking through the yellow smoke, the swung slash easily smashed the wind wall.

But because of the waving attack, Dun could only watch Hua in the air, and he quickly descended to the ground.

"All the swordsmen obey the order and throw their long swords!"

When both feet stepped back on the ground, a loud roar resounded in the ears of all the swordsmen in the second half. All the swordsmen immediately yelled "Yes", and raised their long swords one after another and threw them out, hoping to kill the people who stepped on the ground. High-altitude prey was shot down - and it was impossible to reach at a distance.

"Ouza Sacrodon, I want to fight that thin monkey one-on-one!"

A broad and strong swordsman rushed in front of Dun, venting all his dissatisfaction with anger on his face.

"Stay where you are."

The result was only a short and indifferent response.

"you!"

Facing Dun's words of respect due to no seniority, the monarch glared at Dun with a livid face, as if he wanted to change the target of the long sword in his hand to Dun.

"You are not suitable for chasing battles, and you can easily fall into the trap."

"Don't use such a self-righteous tone, don't forget that I am your uncle!"

"In terms of authority, I am higher than you."

"Hehe, haha! The little boy from before has really become arrogant! It seems that he really needs to be taught a lesson!"

"Stupid."

Dun deliberately raised the weapon of the family symbol in his hand to the opponent, and the opponent's original fury suddenly stopped, and he suppressed his anger patiently, and stared at him with killing intent in his eyes.

"Smelly brat."

"I am the commander of the rear row, you must obey the order, don't waste my tongue anymore - stay where you are, the rest will continue to guard here, and the deputy commander will lead the rest until I return."

tread.

After speaking the order, Dun turned around and quickly ran towards the direction where the magician was flying. Even if the swordsmen beside him wanted to follow up, they would be driven back by Dun's irresistible and strong eyes.

The position of the troops should not be moved around at will, as long as one mistake or impetuousness will lead to chaos of the entire army, and finally lead to failure on the battlefield-but as the commander, Dun still rushed out.

Looking at the direction in which the magician was moving, it didn't take long to rush to the center of the battlefield, and there were sharp roars and horror sounds of magic running around him - he stepped into the center of the melee.

Thanks to this, no one noticed that "Dun, who was in the back row, moved to the front line".

"In the way."

Seeing the magician who was just a few centimeters away, Dun immediately swung the huge sword in his hand, and while roaring in a low voice, he made a way to continue to catch up.

Those eyes saw that there was a familiar body next to the high-altitude magician, they gritted their teeth tightly, and charged towards the "enemy camp full of magicians" without hesitation.