Several iron hooves stepped over them. Whether they stepped on Bjorn's back or on Alfred's back, they all inflicted the same heavy damage on both sides of the struggle. But Alfred relied on his sword.
The power of the sheath continued to recover, but Bjorn was the only one who was really hurt.
Alfred once restrained Chimalpopoka by wrestling. Although Bjorn was protected by the God of War, he was not much stronger than Alfred. After the confrontation between the cavalry on both sides,
He finally kicked Alfred away, grabbed the spear and retreated to a suitable distance. After Alfred realized that he was weaker than the opponent, he stopped entangled, grabbed the discarded sword and continued with Bjorn.
Confronted.
After this fight, both parties were out of breath.
"This is not the strength of a person without magic." Bjorn frowned, "Where does your strength come from?"
"Why, are you scared?" Alfred wiped the sweat from his face, and then grinned. Then, he waved his hand forward and shouted to the knight behind him: "Don't be dazed, and don't be afraid of stepping on me.
, just keep attacking!"
"Alfred, you are indeed a ruthless character, but I am no longer what I used to be."
Bjorn also waved his hand and gave the order to attack to the men behind him. Both groups of men were stunned: Bjorn and Alfred were standing in the middle of them, and the cavalry would inevitably hit them when they were charging. Just now
It was too late to rein in their horses, so why did they still need to charge now? But seeing Alfred and Bjorn's resolute attitude, they did not dare to disobey, so they had to mobilize their horses to sit down and start the second wave of hedging.
The rolling sound of horse hooves echoed all around again. Bjorn opened his throat and roared louder than the sound of horse hooves: "Alfred, you can't stop me. When I come back this time, the only opponent is Hestein!"
"
In response to the sound, a magic power gathered on the tip of his spear again. Logically speaking, his magic power had been consumed a lot, but the power he gathered this time was not the same as his attack on Chimalpopoka and his attack on Alf
There was not much difference between Red's two blows. Alfred had noticed the blood stains on the corners of Bjorn's mouth early on, and he couldn't help but wonder: Could it be that he had abandoned the Aesir and learned the Aztlan religion?
Magic is not working?
A knight's voice came from behind: "King of Knights, catch the horse under me!"
Alfred couldn't look away from Bjorn, but he already knew what was going to happen. The knight had already taken off his helmet and armor during the confrontation after the first wave of confrontation, and went into battle lightly.
The moment his horse came to Alfred's side, he suddenly jumped up from the horse, while Alfred grabbed the horse's reins and flew onto the horse's back.
Before Alfred could sit down, an enemy cavalryman had already arrived in front of Alfred, and the knife in his hand was swung straight towards his neck. But the knight who had just jumped fell to the ground accurately at the same time.
Behind the enemy, he raised his sword and dropped it. The enemy fell off his horse, and he seized the enemy's horse!
Although this trick is difficult, all Alfred's knights can do it. Even Glahid, who is good at bows and arrows, has demonstrated it in Istria. But it is the first time for those Scottish lords to see it: originally it was
Two cavalry of the enemy and ours are facing each other, and there is an enemy standing on the ground. When combined, the two cavalry become the enemy's, while the one on the ground becomes our own. It looks like magic. Fortunately, both sides can't stop.
, otherwise, Bjorn’s group of subordinates would have to be scared away.
Bjorn's roar suddenly became louder. Veins popped up all over his body. He grabbed the spear with both hands and slammed it down. The magic power gathered at the tip of the spear surged towards Alfred like a tide!
Alfred was already prepared this time, so how could he take the blow abruptly? As soon as Bjorn's spear pressed down, he immediately kicked the horse's belly. Waiting for Bjorn's general
When the magic power was unleashed, the horse he was sitting on had jumped high into the air, and the raging magic power was shot away. After a while, the horse jumped above Bjorn's head, and Alfred took advantage of the situation and raised his sword.
Looking down. Bjorn had just pushed out the magic power with all his strength, and it was difficult to change his moves. His whole body was full of flaws. Alfred's sword did not hesitate to slash towards the vital parts that Bjorn's armor could not protect.
passed.
A surprising thing happened. When it was impossible to change his moves drastically, Bjorn's spear suddenly slipped back a short distance in his hand. Alfred's sword swing was just right.
It hit the small section of the spear handle that stretched out backwards. At the same time, Alfred felt a strange dark energy coming from the spear handle, and the iron sword in his hand "bang"
Broken into countless pieces.
This wave of hedging was over. Alfred turned his horse's head and stared seriously at Bjorn, who was still standing on the ground - the spear in his hand only had a wooden handle and an iron head.
It was also shattered to pieces under the dark force just now.
"I've heard of this technique. It's the Misterdin clan's sword-breaking technique, right? But the Misterdin clan has always been an enemy of pirates, so why would they pass on this swordsmanship to you?"
"In order to defeat Hestein, I have learned more than you think."
Bjorn threw away the wooden spear handle, drew out his sword, and assumed a posture that Alfred could not find a flaw in.
"King of Knights, how about a one-on-one duel using your proud swordsmanship?"
There was a little sweat on Alfred's face. He realized that Bjorn was no longer an ordinary elf-level magician, and the next battle might be extremely difficult. But this only made him a little more courageous. He
Taking a new sword from his subordinates, he swung it forward and shouted: "Knights, all charge with me!"
"It seems that the proposal for a duel has been rejected." Bjorn said calmly, "In that case - attack!"
The troops from both sides launched a hedging strategy for the third time.
"Get rid of those minions first!" Alfred shouted from the front, "Magic has its limits. When his magic power is exhausted, we will besiege him together!"
Bjorn shook his head and took a few steps back to let his men temporarily block him. Under Alfred's gaze, he used his sword to cut open the chest of a knight who died in the confrontation and took out the heart.
Stuffed it into his mouth.
Another wave of magic gathered at the tip of his spear, and its power increased instead of less than before. Alfred felt a chill in his heart: Bjorn had indeed learned the magic of those Aztlan people.
"Alfred, you reminded me. With the scabbard on you, it seems that you will not die for a while."
Bjorn pointed the tip of his sword towards the other knight.
"Then kill your subordinates one by one first, and then I'll deal with you."
