When Sak'el's ax hit Little Barney's shield, the reaction of the guards prisoners was beyond Thales' expectations.
Little Barney was seen taking the lead. The sword and shield in his hand blocked the angle of Sakel's attack without any fancy, stopping the latter from attacking Belletti and Buri.
But other people...
"Back off, Samir!"
Amidst the rapid wind of axes and the light of swords, Little Barney, who was fighting fiercely, withstood Sak'el's slash, pushed away the opponent's ax handle, and roared at Samir who wanted to get closer to the battlefield.
road:
"I'm in the first round!"
"Nai, cover me!"
Amid Barney's roar, Nayue came out to join the battle, but the rest of the royal guard not only did not rush forward, but also stayed away from the battlefield uncharacteristically: Naki and Brie couldn't help but force Thales to lean against the wall to the left.
superior.
Little Barney and Nai, as the only two people, stood on the battlefield and faced Sak'el's fierce attack - to be precise, little Barney was the only one who faced Sak'el's attack that was sometimes agile and swift, and sometimes stormy.
Seems a little clumsy.
Naize, who was supposed to support him, stood firmly in the distance, holding a knife and a dart in his hand, watching the two people in the fierce fight carefully, not moving at all.
What?
Thales didn't understand.
call!
The calm Sak'el suddenly swung his arm horizontally, taking advantage of his position to squeeze away Barney's shield, and the ax blade scraped towards the latter's neck!
"clang!"
Little Barney groaned and turned around, colliding with Sak'el.
The two were separated at the first touch, each dodging the opponent's next blow, but it seemed that little Barney was at a greater disadvantage - there was a wound on his right arm.
Watching their fight, Thales, who was confused, finally gave up struggling, shook his head and asked the people around him:
"what happened?"
But before anyone could answer, Samir on the other side looked for an opportunity and squeezed over.
As soon as he entered the formation of his old colleagues, he pointed at Little Barney who was fighting fiercely and asked angrily:
"What is his plan? Is he going to die?"
Whoosh!
There was another blast from the axe, which was resolved by Little Barney with a well-timed head-on attack. However, he immediately fell into a series of subsequent attacks by Sacher, and seemed to be overwhelmed.
Faced with Semier's unceremonious interrogation, everyone else looked a bit unhappy.
But Belletti didn't care. He looked worriedly at the two people fighting fiercely in the field, paying attention to the staircase entrance blocked by Sak'el behind him, and said in a calm tone:
"Barney said that the first round is a test. We will act according to the opportunity and try to break through to the ladder."
Samir frowned, seeming hesitant.
Amid the fierce fighting, Thales could no longer hold back the doubts in his heart. He glanced at the fast rope and asked decisively:
"Why don't you help him?"
The prince looked at little Barney who was in danger and was very anxious:
"There are clearly eight of you..."
But before he could finish his question, he was interrupted by Belletti's hoarse and staccato voice:
"It can't be done."
Thales was stunned.
Can't do it?
He turned his head and glanced at the others, only to find that they had the same look on their faces: dignified and helpless.
Why?
On the other side, the duel between Sak'el and Little Barney gradually became more intense. The two seemed to have real fire, with ferocious faces and fierce movements, becoming more and more fierce and unbearable:
As soon as Sak'el roared and retracted an ax blow that almost broke the enemy's head, little Barney fought back with his life and launched an equally sharp and risky attack.
The strong wind hit my face, and the steel roared.
"We can't help him..."
Naki sighed softly, stared at the battlefield between the two, and said sadly:
"Sarkel is not an ordinary person, let alone a warrior in the ordinary sense."
Not an ordinary person?
Thales and Quick Rope were both stunned.
Naki stroked the weapon in his hand and stared at the two people who were almost fighting to the death, with an indescribable gloom hidden between his brows:
"The name of his finishing power is 'Thousands of Chaos Armies', which is a rare variant of 'Pegasus Movement'. The key lies in unparalleled perception."
Listening to Naki talking about this, everyone in the royal guard was a little stunned.
The Pegasus movement... sounds familiar to Thales.
Wait, he heard Wyatt—the real Wyatt—said that that was Miranda's final power.
Thinking of this, Thales became serious:
"Thousands of Chaos Army? Perception? How to say?"
This time, it was Belletti who answered him.
"attention."
Belletti's voice was hoarse and incoherent, as if it had been washed by wind and sand, but this did not prevent Thales from hearing the anxiety in his words and the hesitation in his eyes:
"A person's energy and attention are limited, and he cannot focus on two things. Even when he is fully focused, he can only pay attention to one or two focuses at the same time. If there are more, we will lose enough attention to the goal and ignore the past.
Later, it was difficult to look to the left and to the right."
attention……
Thales chewed on the word.
On the other side, little Barney, who was at a disadvantage, finally made a relatively successful counterattack: at the cost of suffering a knee from the opponent, he opened Sak'el's shoulder, just a hair away from the latter's vital point.
.
Thales secretly thought it was a pity.
"But Sak'el is different."
Belletti's words became heavier and heavier, filled with pride and the pain of betrayal from an old friend:
"'Thousands of Chaos' takes the observation and rhythm emphasized in the Pegasus movement to the extreme in another direction - Sacher can effectively allocate his attention within a certain range without distracting himself, and he can multi-purpose.
, master all the variables in a battle, the upper limit is unknown.”
Multitasking?
Thales looked at Sak'el, who was skilled in wielding an axe, and then at Barney, who was struggling to attack, and asked in confusion:
"What's the meaning?"
Samir snorted coldly and interjected:
"It means that the punishment knight has countless pairs of eyes and observes countless targets at the same time."
"He is no longer afraid of sieges or group battles. His concentration when facing ten people is not much worse than when he is staring at one person alone. He will never lose sight of one because he is outnumbered."
Samir held the sword in his hand tightly, his eyes never leaving the battlefield for even a moment, as if he was ready to attack at the next moment.
His words made the guards prisoners look even more worried. Bri even snorted and pointed at Nai, who was still holding the dart and not letting go.
"No, Bree," Taldin shook his head, as if he understood the unknown humming sound of the other party:
"Nai can't take action until there is a moment of help."
We will never lose sight of one thing and lose another just because we have a small number to defeat a large number of people...
Thales understood this sentence carefully and his expression suddenly changed.
What's this?
Will the knight not die alone? Is there no flaw behind his back?
He remembered the scene just now when Sak'el faced five or more shadow assassins.
There was another muffled sound.
This time, Barney's almost suicidal collision was enough to force back Sak'el, who seemed to be worried.
The prince turned to look at the battlefield and asked anxiously:
"So, whether it's one-to-one or one-to-many, it makes no difference to him?"
This time, Taldin was desolate and helpless, as if he had seen through the world, his words rang out:
"It's worse than that."
Tardin shook his head, seeming to feel emotion and bitterness:
"Sarkel is a rare genius in the world. He has exploited the advantages of the 'Chaos Army' to the extreme: multitasking is not only reflected in dealing with enemies."
"Regardless of the enemy's or our own bodies, weapons, intentions, movements, or the surrounding location, environment, situation, and state, ranging from the increase or decrease in strength during a duel, to the small obstacles of sand and stone underfoot, or even sudden accidents, everything on the battlefield will
Everything is based on Sak'el's insight, and further, it is perfectly transformed into his strategy against the enemy."
Tardin's face was tense. He stared at Sak'el, who used the terrain, the length of the ax handle and even the weight of the opponent's shield to once again force Barney into a desperate situation:
"The person who is dueling with him is always at the greatest disadvantage: all the factors and variables on the battlefield are under Sakel's attention and observation. Standing on his side, he can use his fingers like an arm, and cooperate with them.
Infinite."
"You can't see it usually, but everyone who has fought with him has a feeling: that guy has no flaws and is unstoppable."
Thales's heart moved.
Everything is being understood and turned into strategies to deal with the enemy...
All factors and variables on the battlefield...are under the attention and observation, just like using the fingers with your arms, you can pick them up with your hands...
Flawless, unstoppable...
He couldn't help but tremble.
Six years ago, that night of blood and flesh reappeared in his memory.
Then, another person murmured:
[The kind of person who holds everything in his hands, takes the world into his heart, and has the whole situation in his eyes...is qualified to be called...]
【The real strong man.】
Thales stared blankly at the duel, staring at Sak'el, who was getting more and more courageous as he fought, as if he understood something.
He saw it:
Little Barney's offensive seems to be fierce, but his ordinary attacks are difficult to be effective. Sakel can always easily resolve it with the least effort, the most concise and the most effective method.
Only those desperate attacks that exchange injuries for injuries and cost a lot can leave some traces on the punishment knight. But it is a pity that every time the killing move is slightly effective, it seems to be just a hair's breadth, which makes people sigh.
But Thales understood that it was not as simple as a slight difference.
Tardin sighed:
"In this case, it's not just that the siege by multiple people is no longer effective against him..."
"On the contrary, the more enemies there are in the melee, the more complicated the variables, and the more chaotic the scene, the more Sak'el can find the most suitable position for himself, take advantage of flaws and gaps that ordinary people can't imagine, and seize the opportunity to survive and win.
Chips..."
"The more you fight, the stronger you become."
The faces of the guards became increasingly ugly.
Thales clenched his fists, and the fast rope beside him had an expression of disbelief.
"Therefore," Thales turned back in disbelief:
"Located in the middle of a melee, the Punishment Knight, with fewer enemies and more opponents, competed with Sak'el one on one..."
Naji nodded and took over the conversation with a worried expression:
"...It will be countless times stronger."
"We rashly joining the war are just giving Sak'el more leverage."
Thales was horrified when he heard this, and the fast rope beside him even opened its "O"-shaped mouth.
so……
So one against eight is more beneficial to Sacher?
Is it simply the human version of the Blood Magician?
"He taught me how to use the sword," Samir said coldly from the side:
"So I know that when you face him, you are not only facing Sak'el, but the entire battlefield called Sak'el, which truly belongs to him-"
"Thousands of armies of chaos."
His words were sonorous and powerful, but they made people feel heavy.
Thales frowned fiercely:
"Like a legion?"
Samir stared at him, was silent for a second, and then nodded:
"Like a legion."
In the distance, little Barney flashed, roared, and bumped into Sak'el's body in an almost unreserved duel style!
Boom!
The two fell to the ground at the same time and jumped up at the same time, both gasping for air.
The next second, the two men moved and their weapons clashed again!
The fast rope on one side could no longer hold back:
"Isn't it too exaggerated?"
The rookie mercenary rubbed his face, stared at pigeon egg-sized eyes, and pointed at Sak'el, who was silently responding to the enemy:
"Can he still fight one against a hundred, or challenge an army by himself?"
Facing Quick Rope's words of disbelief, the prisoners in the guard stared at him with unkind expressions.
This made Kuai Rope tremble involuntarily, remembering the relationship he had formed with them, and he took a step back.
Thales looked at the crowd and felt that they had something to say.
Sure enough, Naji curled his lips:
"Do you know about Sak'el's battle to become famous?"
The battle for fame.
The prisoners in the guard all awed.
Kuaisheng blinked his eyelids and immediately showed a vigilant, "I won't take the bait" look.
Naji looked at the punishment knight whose expression remained unchanged during the fierce fight, with a look of fascination in his eyes:
"When Sak'el was young, he went on a mission to Longxiao City with His Highness Midir - His Highness was so eloquent that he made the people in the North unhappy and used force to make things difficult for them."
Midir...
Longxiao City...
Relevant scenes emerged in Thales' mind.
"Big Bani told me: At that time, Sak'el, who was only seventeen years old, faced the enemy alone."
Naji tutted and shook his head, half proud and half sad:
"It took him more than ten minutes."
"one person."
"Forty White Blade Guards were brought down."
Kuaisheng was stunned for a moment.
The next second.
"What!"
His big mouth with nowhere to rest opened and closed, as if he wanted to scream but couldn't.
Thales came back to his senses, feeling endless shock and fear in his heart.
Four... forty?
Blade Guard?
He thought of those elite soldiers who refused to retreat under the fierce attack of the Black Sand Territory six years ago, fought bloody battles to the end, and once counterattacked, leaving Lomba's soldiers in a state of embarrassment and causing numerous casualties.
The heroic guard who blocked the crossbow bolt with his slippery head.
Thinking of Nicolai, Monty and Justin.
One person, knocking down forty people?
How can it be?
Obviously, the fast rope was hit harder.
He looked at Sak'el in the distance in disbelief, and then at the gloomy-looking guards prisoners, with twisted cheeks, incoherent speech, half-smiling, but unable to laugh:
"Are you kidding, forty...with a bare sword? Those are all veterans..."
The fast rope waved his hands blindly in the air, as if this could throw his problem further:
"Impossible, why did Nico-why didn't anyone tell me about such a big thing?"
He looked at everyone blankly, unable to accept the shocking news.
No one answered him.
"Get ready, Tardin," Belletti said coldly at this time:
"Barney is leaving."
Everyone looked stern: In the distance, Little Barney's offensive slowed down.
"So he has no problem fighting one against a hundred?" Thales frowned.
When facing the prince, the attitude of the guards prisoners was obviously much better than when facing "Wya Castle". Samir said softly:
"It should be noted that no matter how large the battlefield is, it is limited when it falls on everyone."
"Except for special formations, even if a thousand people are besieging one person, the only people who can engage in close combat at the same time and attack the enemy with all their strength are the six or seven people in the innermost siege."
He looked at little Barney from a distance and said solemnly:
"As long as you are physically strong and mentally strong, there is no reason for Sak'el to lose."
Thales' heart sank.
No.
In this case, the presence of the royal guards alone is simply...
There is no hope.
Barney Jr., what the hell are they doing?
"You know, there was once someone in the royal guard who was bored and made up a series of jingles." Naki shook his head.
Behind him, Bree raised his finger and pointed at Naki expressionlessly.
"The last sentence is..."
Naki cleared his throat and said seriously: "Tony has no regrets, everything is hard to hurt..."
"The punishment is on the spot..."
"The whole army was destroyed."
??The sword of daily change is invincible in the world!
? When writing this chapter, I always think of the scene in Dota 2 where the Chaos Knight uses his ultimate move and chases five people away by himself, beating the opponent to the point where they cry for father and mother and run away.
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? p.s. Do you know why Kaslan’s nickname is “Shaker of the Earth”?