"Your Majesty, the great and merciful Holy Pharaoh."
"Can I have a try with Khufu?"
As soon as the captain of the guard spoke, the two guards beside him widened their eyes.
You know, the captain of the guard was already a victorious character before he took up this position.
He hasn't even really made a move in a long time.
Of course, he didn't take action because there was no warrior who could fight him.
So, when the captain of the guard said this, even Nan Tong raised the corner of his mouth slightly.
"Captain of the Guard, this..."
The two guards who had previously lost to Khufu were speechless for a moment.
They knew very well that the captain of the guard was not trying to save face for them, but that Khufu was a warrior worthy of the captain of the guard's serious attention.
"Your Majesty, the army is about to set out. I think it would be better to temporarily add Khufu to the guards."
"This way, Khufu can serve you with his expertise, while keeping him under your watch."
"Otherwise, with Khufu's martial arts, ordinary soldiers are no match for him."
Obviously, Nan Tong said this because he was worried that the captain of the guard was no match for Khufu.
If the captain of the guard also loses, it will damage his image in the hearts of the guards.
Moreover, even if Khufu expressed his determination to be loyal to the Holy Egyptian Alliance, he still needed to prove it with actions, not just words.
Even Khufu was kneeling on the ground, gesturing to the guards who were holding papyrus and pens.
Soon, he wrote this on papyrus.
"I fought with the guards only to prove that what I said was true."
"But I am no match for the captain of the guard."
When Nan Tong conveyed the contents of the papyrus to the captain of the guard, he simply knelt down and bowed again.
"Your Majesty the Holy Pharaoh, Master Nantong!"
"From the discussion just now, I can see that Khufu is a man of great talent and intelligence."
“He’s a natural fighter.”
"I want to fight him, not just to avenge my warriors."
"It is to learn his fighting skills and integrate them into the martial arts of our Holy Egypt."
"Whether we win or lose, we must convince Khufu. Otherwise, if he joins the guards, our soldiers may not obey and it will affect the guards' combat coordination ability."
Lin Ke looked at the captain of the guard and nodded. Obviously, the other party also understood the intention of Nan Tong's words just now.
The captain of the guard knew that Khufu would be temporarily placed in the guard team, and he had even thought of a reason for Khufu to join the guard team with good reason.
Just as Khufu raised his head with a look of fear and was about to ask the guard beside him for paper and pen, he saw Lin Ke raising his hand and shaking it left and right.
"Now that it's come to this, Khufu, you should not refuse."
"You two are not allowed to secretly let each other make a move."
"If I find out, I will punish you."
As soon as Lin Ke finished speaking, a light suddenly flashed in the captain's eyes.
"Yes! Your Majesty the Holy Pharaoh!"
When Khufu saw this, he didn't say anything else. He just bowed to Lin Ke again, which also meant that he agreed.
"Please choose your weapons."
The guard on the side said, but this time, the two just looked at each other and chose the sickle-shaped sword that was most common on the battlefield.
This is one of the most common weapons on the battlefield. The curved blade is like a crescent moon and can be used for both chopping and cutting.
When they saw that each other had chosen the same weapon, they just nodded slightly. It was a subtle tacit understanding, expressing some kind of recognition.
"sharp."
The captain of the guard whispered, running his thumb lightly over the leather wrapped around the hilt.
Khufu did not answer, but just nodded slightly and made an extremely basic starting posture.
The guards who were watching started to stir.
"The captain of the guard is actually going to take action himself!"
“Look, look!”
Someone whispered.
At this moment, the captain of the guard suddenly took action.
His sword blade cut through the air, making a sharp whistle.
The sword was so fast that its trajectory was almost invisible, and it went straight for Khufu's throat.
If it were an ordinary soldier, he wouldn’t even be able to see this move clearly.
But Khufu seemed to have predicted the opponent's attack. He tilted his body slightly and swung his sickle-shaped sword upward at a strange angle.
“Zheng!”
The two swords collided, sparks flying.
The captain of the guard narrowed his eyes slightly, but did not stop his attack.
His second sword followed closely, with force like a violent storm.
Each strike accurately found Khufu's weakness.
Khufu retreated step by step, but each step was just right.
His sword moves seemed simple, but he could always block or dodge with the smallest amplitude.
The two sickle-shaped swords kept colliding, and the sound of metal hitting metal was like heavy rain hitting a gong.
"The ninth move..."
The young guard's eyes widened.
"He can actually take on the captain's nine swords?"
The other guard stared at the center of the field, his throat rolling: "No, it's not just that... Look at his steps."
Khufu suddenly changed his tactics while retreating.
His sword blade slid down along the captain's sword, and suddenly twisted it at the moment when he was about to lose his strength.
“clang!”
The captain of the guard's sword was deflected, and he leaned forward slightly due to inertia.
The tip of Khufu's sword was like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue, piercing the captain of the guard's chest.
There was an exclamation from the sidelines.
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