Chapter 243 Strange
Gervis held a bayonet in his hand and quickly reaped the lives of ordinary pig-headed men like a real god of death. Although he would occasionally suffer heavy blows, Gervis's body would only pause slightly and immediately return to normal, killing the pig-headed man who attacked him with his backhand.
Pig-headed men are a threatening enemy to ordinary soldiers, but for titled knights, they can still kill a few of them if they are careful. What's more, for Gervis who wears a full body armor of mithril, pig-headed men are walking cabbages. Although it is a bit difficult to chop them, there is basically no danger.
Gervis didn't know how many pig-headed men he had killed until he felt that his fighting spirit was almost exhausted. Gervis stopped and looked around carefully. He saw corpses everywhere and blood on the ground, just like a Shura field.
There were four or five pig-headed men around him who were looking at him in fear. These pig-headed men surrounded Gervis but did not dare to move forward.
There were more than a dozen pig-headed men on the side of the personal guards who were besieging. Gervis could see that several of his personal guards were covered in blood, and there were only five or six personal guards who could still stand and fight with the pig-headed men, as well as three slave spearmen who provided support from the rear from time to time.
Seeing the scene over there, Gervis did not dare to delay. He glanced at the pig-headed men around him and saw that they did not dare to step forward, so he suppressed the fatigue in his heart and quickly ran towards the guards.
Every guard was exhausted at this moment, and their bodies looked like they had just come out of a red dye vat. Gervis quickly used his luck and fighting spirit to kill four or five pig-headed men in a row, and finally scared away the pig-headed men who were besieging the guards.
"grown ups!"
When Ik saw Gervis appear, his blood-stained face immediately revealed joy of surviving the disaster.
"Keep killing!"
Although the remaining less than ten pig-headed men were already scared out of their wits, since it was a fight, there was no such thing as surrender. Moreover, the opponents were orcs, which made it even more impossible. Gervis directly chased after the fleeing pig-headed men with a bayonet.
The pig-headed men without the restraint of their leader were no harder to kill than ordinary soldiers after they lost their courage. Five minutes later, the last pig-headed man died under the long swords of the guards.
When the last orc fell, thunderous cheers suddenly rang out in the stadium, and all the spectators shouted at the top of their lungs, roaring in the stands.
Today's battle can be said to have broken their inherent worldview. Not only did they witness 15 people fighting against hundreds of orcs at the same time, but they also saw those magical weapons.
Moreover, the bronze knight in the field wearing silver-gray full body armor was like a god of death. Not only did he kill the orc leader and the giant wolf alone, he also frightened the pig-headed man so much that he didn't even have the courage to get close to him.
"Kill God! Kill God! Kill God!"
All of this made these small nobles and commoners admire Gervis. Looking at the hideous visor on Gervis's face, no one knew who was the first to shout, but the whole audience suddenly shouted, calling Gervis the God of Killing - the God of Killing!
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"Check on your comrades quickly!"
As for the name of the God of Killer, Gervis actually thinks that the God of Death is more domineering!
However, Gervis did not have the time to care about the cheers of the audience. After all the orcs were killed, Gervis picked up his sword and immediately ran to the battlefield where the guards had just been, and shouted orders to the nine people who were still standing.
Today's battle was extremely fierce. Although most of the goat-headed orcs were eliminated with muskets and homemade grenades, there were still more than seventy pig-headed people. For the 14 ordinary soldiers, it was a brutal battle.
Although the guards were well-equipped, force could defeat skill. Although the weapons in the pig-headed man's hands were simple, he could still cause damage to the guards with his tremendous strength.
Seeing that there were only nine people still standing and three of them were slave soldiers, Gervis felt distressed, because these were his personal guards.
After giving orders to his men, Gervis himself quickly joined the search for the guards. Because there were so many pig-headed men's corpses, some of the guards were buried underneath after falling to the ground.
Soon, Gervis and the others found the five fallen guards. Gervis hurried forward to check on the five men and found that they were all covered in blood. Gervis checked their breath and found that they were all still breathing, but the breathing of two of them was very weak.
"Quick, carry them to the medical room!"
Several personal guards were still alive, which was a blessing for Gervis. He did not dare to delay at all and quickly ordered Ike and others to run towards the underground passage.
At this moment, a door of the underground passage was opened. Gandalf, Rowle and some guards ran towards Gervis and others, took over the wounded from the guards, and the guards returned to the underground passage as quickly as possible.
"Little Gervis, are you okay? Are you hurt?"
Gandalf ran to Gervase and saw that he was covered in blood. He asked Gervase with concern.
"Father, why are you here? I'm fine. Let's not talk about it for now. I need to go see my subordinates now."
Gervais shook his head to Gandalf to indicate that he was not hurt.
"That's good, little Gervis, why don't you go and clean yourself up first? Your subordinates are all under the supervision of priests, so don't worry!"
Gandalf finally let go of his worry. After leaving the central stand, he immediately went to the first floor of the arena to look for Rawl. When he found Rawl, he immediately rushed to one of the nearest underground passages.
But what was strange was that when they reached the bottom of the underground passage, they found that the door of the underground passage had been destroyed and could not be opened.
The gate to the arena was forged with the highest standards. The mithril steel bars were as thick as arms, and even Warcraft could not break them. Gandalf was helpless for a moment and could only go to the gates of other passages.
However, Gandalf and others ran through the eight underground passage gates of the arena, but found that all the passage gates were destroyed.
Gandalf originally wanted to jump directly into the arena from the stands, but in the end he saw that Gervis had successfully killed the leader of the goat-headed men and the giant wolf. Only then did he relax and wait for the staff of the arena to repair one of the doors of the underground passage.
Gervis didn't know what was going on outside the field. After hearing what Gandalf said, he didn't know how to wash up now, so he replied to Gandalf: "No need, father, I will go check on my subordinates first, otherwise I will be worried!"
After saying that, Gervis waved to Gandalf and ran quickly into the underground passage.
When Gervis arrived at the medical room, all the guards had been carried onto the wooden platform. Two priests were treating the two most seriously injured, while the other three were being examined by the doctors originally employed in the arena.
Although there were only two priests invited from the church this time, their medical skills were the best in Winterfell, which made Gervis somewhat fortunate.
Gervis did not bother the two priests, but walked to a guard who was less seriously injured and asked the doctor, "Doctor, how is his injury?"
"Sir, he must have received a heavy blow to the chest, and two of his ribs were broken, but fortunately, there was no blood spitting out of his mouth, which means that his internal organs were not injured. The rest are just superficial injuries!"
The doctors stationed at the arena were the most expert in treating bone injuries and trauma. They came to a conclusion right away after a check. Seeing the full body armor Gervis was wearing, they did not dare to be negligent. They corrected the bones of the guards while answering Gervis.
Today is Qingming Festival. Let us remember the heroes! Salute to the heroes!
(End of this chapter)
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