"Drasel, you asked for this, so let me humiliate you."

Nayan Tulu was still wearing the elite Khergit Khan armor, but the Khergit bow and arrows hanging around his waist were removed and replaced with a perfectly tempered nomadic scimitar.

Anyone can see that this is a newly sharp blade that is as good as new.

**The lightly dressed and handsome white horse also seemed to be full of fighting spirit.

Looking at De Lassel again, apart from an extremely sharp Germanic sword, the rest of his equipment is ordinary. He still can't ride that damn stubborn travel horse...

This was a contest between infantry and cavalry, and De La Serre was at a clear disadvantage.

However, with the bonus of prairie jackal meat, De Lassel was quite confident.

And he has already thought of a strategy to defeat the enemy. After all, he has watched so many war TV shows and movies before. Even if he hasn't eaten pork, has he seen a pig run? I know a brilliant way...

With the village chief's shout, the showdown officially began.

Nayantulu rode his horse skillfully and rushed towards De Lassel at high speed.

De Lassel was not panicked at all. He did not make any move to fight the enemy. Instead, he looked up at the dazzling sunlight in the sky.

But in Yantulu's eyes, the other party seemed to have lost all desire in life.

"Are you ready to die? May God bless you. I will visit your tombstone next year. Hahaha!"

Twenty meters, ten meters, five meters...

Seeing that Yantulu was getting closer and closer to him, De Lassel finally found the best spot for attention.

He quickly drew the Germanic sword from his waist and pointed the dazzling sword at Nayan Tulu.

The merciless and ruthless sunlight hit the sword, creating a strong reflected light.

The reflected light shone squarely on the eyes of Yantulu**'s horse.

Fortunately, when I was young, I paid close attention to the geometry and physical optics classes. Thank you, teacher.

At this moment, De La Serre is very grateful to his teachers in junior high school, high school and college.

Even the system praised him.

[Comment: You are just a humble little guy, but you did a great job this time! Good job, Baron! ]

Looking at the field again, I only heard a “hiss!!!”

The horse felt an extreme pain in its eyes and screamed in shock. It staggered forward and fell sideways to the ground.

Yan Tulu was thrown off his horse by the sudden attack and rolled directly in front of De Lassel.

“Beep!”

De Lacelle seized this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity and used all his strength like a bull cauldron to stomp hard on Yantulu's face!

This kick is so powerful that it can move mountains and conquer the world, with a force that can swallow up thousands of miles.

Yan Tulu's nose was broken, his front teeth were knocked out, and his face was covered in blood.

De Lassel wanted to take advantage of the situation and give him another solid kick, but he didn't expect Yan Tulu to endure the severe pain on his face and quickly rolled away to avoid it.

Then Yantulu quickly did a somersault, stood up, and ran towards the nomadic scimitar that was thrown aside.

Damn, this guy is really ruthless. Even in this situation, he can jump up and continue fighting without saying a word!

De Lassel couldn't help but feel a bit of awe in his heart. It seemed that his high attributes were not just for show. He was indeed a real grassland warrior.

De Lacelle originally wanted to stop Nayan Tulu from picking up the scimitar, but the other party was too fast and he was a step too late.

"I admit that I underestimated you, Baron. You have some skills. But you haven't won yet..."

At this time, Yantulu's face was already a little bloody, but he had no intention of giving up.

"Then go on, come on!"

Holding the sword in his right hand, De Lacelle charged towards Nayan Tulu.

With the help of the prairie wolf meat, De Lassel's movements were more agile and quick, and his hands had greater strength than usual.

He chopped and slashed at Yantulu several times, forcing him to retreat step by step, but he blocked each attack one by one.

So De Lacelle used elbow strikes, knee strikes, kicks and other close combat techniques, but Yantulu dodged them.

The two fought for more than ten rounds. Although Yan Tulu suffered serious injuries on his face, he did not show any signs of exhaustion.

On the other hand, De La Serre has basically used up all his skills and techniques.

At this moment, Nayan Tulu launched a counterattack, which was different from De Lassel's formal chopping, slashing and stabbing.

He used unique fighting techniques from the grassland, and the scimitar's attack route was extremely strange and tricky.

From time to time, they would cut De La Serre's armpits, waist, thighs and other parts, instead of focusing on vital parts such as the heart and head.

De La Serre can effectively defend against attacks on his vital parts, but this kind of delicate knife cutting into the flesh is hard to defend against.

Even with the use of prairie jackal meat, there was still an insurmountable gap in strength between him and Nayan Tulu.

In a short while, De Lassel was covered in wounds, with dozens of wounds of varying degrees appearing all over his body.

Safiya, who was standing by, was very anxious, but helpless, and she shed tears in anxiety.

The tears just happened to fall onto the eggshell of the dragon egg Ryan...

A wonderful thing happened at this moment. The dragon egg seemed to have sensed something and the surface of the eggshell began to glow. The entire dragon egg also became larger and wider than before. Above the dragon egg, there was a red airflow that was so subtle that it was invisible to the naked eye.

The red airflow gradually flowed towards the wound on Drassel's body and penetrated into Drassel's body.

De Lassel only felt that the wounds on his body were becoming more and more itchy. During the break in the duel, he glanced at his wounds and found that they were healing quickly.

At the same time, a huge red dragon that he had never seen before suddenly appeared in his mind...

The appearance of this huge red dragon was so clear and real, as if it was right in front of me...

"Ah." The dragon egg Ryan made a faint dragon roar, but the baron heard it clearly.

[Delassel, I have lent you my power, but I am not strong enough now. This power only lasts for a short time. You must defeat him as soon as possible.]

"Is it Ryan?"

"Ouch!" replied Dragon Egg Ryan.

[Yes, I am Ryan, the dragon egg. Pay attention to the duel! Now is not the time to chat! ]

Soon, De Lassel came to his senses and found that his hands seemed to be surrounded by a faint layer of red aura.

And there seemed to be a layer of red aura surrounding his Germanic sword.

He gathered all his strength, turned it into a fierce sword, and slashed hard at Yantulu. Yantulu was unable to dodge and knew that something was wrong, but he could only meet it with his nomadic scimitar, intending to take the blow head-on.

"pound!"

The force of this blow was several times greater than any of the previous ones. Finally, Yan Tulu reached his limit and became somewhat loose and weak.

The collision between the weapons created sparks, and when the sparks met the red aura, they actually caused the blade of De Lassel's Germanic sword to burn!