Chapter 97 Expulsion

The German was like a wounded and raging bull. Thick white smoke came out of his nostrils. His red eyes stared at me intently. His injured right hand kept shaking, trying to relieve his pain by shaking it.

My condition was not so ideal. The wound on my chest was showing signs of expanding again. The slowly flowing blood reminded me all the time that I didn't have much time left. If I didn't make it quick, I would fall down.

“There is no time!”

Feeling my body getting weaker and weaker, I struggled to hold up the cavalry sword. I really didn't know if I had enough strength to cut through the heavy leather armor on the German.

I stepped forward quickly and swung my sword at the man's shoulder, but it must have been because I didn't have enough strength and was too slow, the cavalryman's sword fell and was easily dodged by the German.

When I saw the German raised his shield, I immediately realized that this guy was going to use the same move as me. At the moment when his raised shield was about to fall, I immediately turned the blade of the sword and slashed horizontally at the German's leg.

"when!"

The German suddenly lowered his shield to block my attack. At the moment when my right hand suddenly lost its strength, I quickly raised my shield. I had expected that the German would counterattack. I was ready at this moment.

“Boom!”

It was like a huge rock falling from the sky, hitting my shield hard. My shield suddenly sank downwards, and the force made me retreat again and again, and finally fell to the ground. I was unwilling to give up, and still believed that I could continue to fight, but the fatigue and weakness in my body made me begin to question myself. It should be because of the excessive blood loss, I had symptoms of dizziness and grogginess, which showed that I really couldn't bear to fight again.

This burly German man stood opposite me and talked for a long time with his mouth open. I didn't understand what he wanted to say, but from his increasingly ferocious face, I could probably guess that he wanted to cut me into pieces.

After the fierce fight, I had very little strength left. My arms and legs felt like they were filled with lead and I could hardly move. The eager-looking German almost broke my will.

I kept retreating, and the chain mail that was used for protection was now like a vine that bound my entire body, making every step I took extremely strenuous. I dragged this burden weighing dozens of kilograms covering my entire body, and kept retreating, and finally stopped because of exhaustion.

"D! Die!"

The German said the word stiffly. It seemed that his arm had recovered. He leaped up and strode to me. I had no strength to resist. Like a cat that could not struggle, the German's bloody hand grabbed the mail mail at the collar. He used his right hand to twist the mail mail into a ball.

The mail tightened and touched my wound, and the pain of it healing slightly and then tearing again was so painful that tears almost came out of my eyes. But I couldn't shout, I could only grit my teeth and endure it silently.

"Romans!"

The German strongman said with a blunt weapon: "Die!"

"laugh!"

As soon as I finished speaking, I felt a sharp piece of iron pressing against my abdomen, causing a pain in my abdomen. However, this time it only pierced my chain mail and stopped at my skin, without any more force piercing my abdomen.

I thought this must be one of the ways this damned bastard wanted to torture me. As a loser, I no longer had the strength to resist. I just waited for death. I closed my eyes and quietly waited for death to come.

But a few seconds passed, and time seemed to have stopped. The tip of the sword was pressed against my abdomen, motionless. What did this mean? I opened my eyes, but the first thing I saw was the pale face of the German. His wide eyes were lifeless, but he was still staring at me.

"What's going on?" I asked myself secretly in my heart. At the same time, I heard a "swish" sound, and the iron sword was pulled out. It turned out that the hilt of the sword was not in the hand of the German, but pierced through his chest and pressed against my abdomen.

“Boom!”

The German's right hand finally lost its strength, and I fell heavily to the ground with him.

"Heh, who is this ungrateful fellow who dares to attack even this burly man?"

I lay on the ground, almost unconscious, but my trembling lips still mocked the guy who stabbed the German in the back, my savior. This time I escaped death again, and in the dim light, I saw a sturdy figure.

"Luka, are you okay?"

The man leaned over and grabbed my arm, then lifted me up. With my blurred vision, I could see the man's bloody face. Oh, Andrew, it turned out to be you! I felt relieved, and my tense nerves relaxed at this moment.

"Sir, give the order."

Faintly, I heard a soldier asking for instructions. It was Brice's voice.

"Retreat, retreat back to the city wall!"

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Andrew said this and supported me as we continued walking back to the starting point. The shouting and screaming did not stop along the way.

"Centuria, soldiers who are still able to fight, assemble! Assemble!"

Bris kept blowing the horn in front, and all we could hear were the sounds of chaotic footsteps and armor colliding all around us, which formed a wall around us and separated Andrew and me from the Germans outside.

"Andrew, where's Guy?"

I whispered to Andrew and asked about Guy's condition.

"Hey, that bastard, let's talk about it after we get out. I can't find him now!"

From Andrew's tone, I felt that he was also very angry because of Guy. I simply didn't ask, and let Andrew support me, and continued to retreat under the escort of the surrounding soldiers. But it felt like we had walked for a long time, but the shouts of killing were still ringing in my ears.

"Oh, these damn money-diggers! I didn't expect them to be so loyal just for the money!" Andrew cursed and shouted, "Attack the tortoise shell formation, set it up if you still want to get out alive! If anyone runs away, don't blame me for not reminding you, the barbarians around can chop you into pieces!"

Then the sound of shields colliding was heard; that was the sound of the army formation being set up. In less than a minute, the army formation slowly moved again, but this time it was much slower.

The Germans did not give up. They swung their axes and chopped at the shields desperately, as if they were going to kill us all!

(End of this chapter)