De Lassel picked up the Germanic sword and swung it wildly on horseback, feeling so happy!

A sword to the left, a sword to the right, using the simplest and most unpretentious sword technique to create the most beautiful battle scene.

The enemy's blood filled the air, drawing scarlet arcs along with the sword.

In a short time, De Lassel killed several Kugit spear riders.

Screams are heard one after another. I'm afraid the Grim Reaper will have to work overtime tonight.

His handsome back made Safiya fascinated, but that damn stubborn traveling horse was really a minus.

After running a few steps, the old thing began to droop its head.

"Brother Lao Ma, what are you doing? This is a battlefield, you have to stand up straight!"

The stubborn traveling horse was so tired at this moment that it refused to run forward and even stood up high, trying to throw De Lassel off its back.

[System prompt: Your "Riding" skill is 1, and your ability and time to control a horse are limited.]

The enemy was delighted to see that De La Salle and his horse were quarreling with each other.

The remaining few Kugit spear riders saw this perfect opportunity and launched a swift attack with spears in hand!

These hard and straight Kugit spears and lances were made of sharp iron spearheads carefully crafted by local blacksmiths. At this time, they easily pierced into the body, limbs, neck and other parts of Dlasel's warhorse.

As the hand holding the spear twisted hard, the horse's internal organs were torn to varying degrees, and there was heavy bleeding.

This was a fatal injury that was irreversible and incurable. Soon the horse fell in a pool of blood and became motionless.

[System prompt: The equipment column has lost an item - the stubborn traveling horse.]

And De Lacelle was also thrown out by the horse's final wail and vibration, and fell down in a mess nearby.

"Long live Lord Nayan Tulu!"

The enemy was too excited at the moment and accidentally let the cat out of the bag, exposing his true identity.

Seeing that De Lassel had fallen to the ground and had not recovered yet, several Kugit lance riders became more motivated.

After they shouted loudly for their master, they stabbed De Lassel's face mercilessly with spears in their hands.

"I didn't expect that the cruel and cold-blooded Nayan Tulu would have such a group of tough men who would absolutely obey his orders."

Although De La Serre was at a disadvantage, he still gave the enemy a great deal of praise and recognition.

He rolled backwards quickly, using his hands to support himself and launched himself into the air.

Just as De Lacelle was rolling, several spears were in front of him in an instant, but he was unable to dodge and was hit by several.

There were several horrific cuts on his abdomen and legs, and his body was already a bloody mess, with his intestines almost ruptured.

"Remove the shield formation, protect Count De La Serre! Baron, hold on, we are coming!"

Owens was horrified to see his master so badly injured.

He quickly led four Swadian recruits and two Kugits to rush towards De Lassel and stand in front of him.

At this time, the night is about to fade away, the temperature is slowly rising, and the dawn light is gradually emerging, bringing some warmth.

This temperature made De Lassel feel even worse. The previous coldness could blur his sense of pain, but now the pain became more real.

At this moment, he collapsed to the ground and couldn't get up even if he used all his strength. This was the first time he felt such powerlessness.

"I can't stand up anymore, Owens, give me the dragon egg. You must protect Safiya and the villagers, I... I..."

Due to excessive blood loss and gradual loss of consciousness, De La Salle passed out.

He only remembered that at that moment, his vision gradually turned black, and his ears gradually stopped hearing any sound. Before he completely lost consciousness, he could vaguely hear Owens crying out, "Baron!", "Baron!"...

I don't know how much time has passed, but when I woke up again, a ray of sunlight shone through the window, shining on the plain **.

Several birds chirped and fluttered their wings from time to time, as if cheering for the arrival of the morning. At this time, the Norma village was a sunny scene.

**The person lying there was De Lassel, whose wounds were wrapped in gauze.

To his left side, the dragon egg Ryan was also safe and sound, lying quietly on the pillow.

"Fuck, what happened next?"

Opening your mouth is the essence of the Chinese nation, using swear words to congratulate yourself for surviving a disaster and having good fortune in the future.

At this moment, the perceptive Safiya seemed to hear some movement in the room and ran over in a hurry.

"You're awake, that's great! Owens, De La Serre is awake!"

Owens heard Safiya's excited shout and ran towards the room.

"Master, I know you will not die! My life is my life, my blood is my blood, long live the Kingdom of Swadia!"

Seeing that the two were about to burst into tears again, De Lassel struggled to squeeze out a little strength and waved his hands.

"Okay, okay, I have a long life ahead of me, don't worry, what happened next?"

Owens calmed down and replied:

"We fought desperately, and with Safiya's heroic fighting, three enemy soldiers finally escaped."

This ending was already good, and De La Salle smiled, expressing his approval and satisfaction.

"Very good, these three people will report the situation to Nayan Tulu, but they will have no way of knowing whether I died after being injured, which is still beneficial to us. So Owens, do we have any casualties?"

"My noble master, besides Safiya and I, we only have one Khergit left alive."

This tragic cost in casualties was also expected, but when he heard the news with his own ears, De Lassel still felt a little sad and reluctant.

He closed his eyes and said to himself, System, report the situation.

[After deducting the recent troop hiring costs, food costs, tavern expenses, etc., you have 200 dinars left. ]

[Last night's battle gave you +20 reputation. Your current reputation is 100 and your honor value is 6.]

[You have 1 Swadian veteran soldier and 1 Khergit tribesman to upgrade. ]

Fully upgraded.

[Obtained 1 Swadian Heavy Cavalry, 1 Khergit Cavalry Archer, and 50 dinars remaining. ]

Well, that Kugit man was promoted two levels in a row, which made De Lassel overjoyed.

This way, Safiya would have a companion who could shoot arrows and kill enemies with her.

As for Owens, he also received a great improvement this time.

He obtained his own excellent warhorse, a gorgeous and exquisite long-sleeved chain mail with an iron flat-crowned hat, an authentic Swadian warrior sword hanging from his waist, and a heavy knight's lance hanging on his back.

Owens looked at his new self, feeling a little confused. He didn't understand how all this happened.

"Don't be nervous Owens, this is my...my magic, yes, magic. Magic, do you understand?

The military horse outside also belongs to you. You must take good care of it, don’t be like me, hahahaha.”

Thinking back to his deceased stubborn old thing, De La Serre really had an expression of despair.