That's very badass

Chapter 154 Despair
Roland did not choose to use the sword recklessly, and many battles brought him a lot of experience.

He knew very well that rashly attacking with a sword at this distance would pose no threat to the enemy, and might even be shot down by the enemy.

He held up his shield, his steps were simple and effective, and he directly slammed into the direction where the opponent was waving his weapon.

The second wave of Leontor's attack hit Roland's shield just halfway through its swing.

Of course, he would not let go of such an opportunity. Taking advantage of the momentum, he pressed forward, trying to suppress its weapon with the shield, and stabbed out the knight sword in his hand along the forward steps.

The enemy was not a fool, he had already started to retreat when Roland was bullying him, facing the suppression of the shield, he clenched the giant ax in his hand.

As soon as he used his strength, he jumped back, dodged the attack, and then started to charge with another sweep.

Roland frowned slightly. Although he was strong enough to suppress the orc, the opponent did not confront him head-on. Instead, he chose to fight and retreat.

It's just that the two sides were staggering quickly, and Roland shot left and right, using the combination of sword and shield to give full play, but it didn't bring any substantial damage to the enemy.

Most of Roland's skills were honed in battle, and he was used to large-scale attacks. He was still a little uncomfortable with such a battle.

The Leonto Snake is just the opposite. Its skills are honed in duels, and it is very suitable for this kind of one-on-one fighting.

The pace under his feet became more and more flexible, and he kept bowing left and right around the Leonto snake, slamming with a shield in one hand, and slashing with a sword in the other.

There were already dense beads of sweat on its forehead, which meant that it was not as relaxed as it appeared.

In the face of Roland's continuous attacks, it was able to fight back from the beginning, and now it has entered a comprehensive defense.

And it has fallen into a more and more difficult state. Roland is quickly digesting the one-on-one experience, and the angle and speed are getting more and more tricky.

Andal thrust the sharp horn of his shield into the jaw of an orc, then pierced its head with a sword in his right hand, finishing off the last orc with a kick.

He turned his gaze to Roland's battlefield and found that they were still fighting, so he rushed forward with his shield up.

His shield slammed into the side of the orc, knocking it to one side, and after a little effort, he stabbed out the dagger in his hand.

Leonto Snake tried hard to control the distorted body, but Andal's strength was not small, and he was about to be unable to avoid it.

It had no choice but to use its potential energy to kick its right leg, and the whole person jumped backwards. Although it tried its best to avoid it, the dagger still pierced about half an inch.

Looking down at the wound on his body, he looked at the two people in front of him vigilantly, "Do you still have honor? This is a holy duel!"

Facing the orc's accusation, Roland burst out laughing, "Okay, there's no need to attack Andal, this is a good partner, at least he can hide."

Seeing the sarcasm on Roland's face, Andal nodded in understanding, put his sword aside and stood aside, obviously he was still a little worried.

"Stay away, Andal, don't you see that the orc kids are very nervous?"

It's just that Roland is a little dissatisfied with his actions, which will seriously affect his fighting. Of course, this is just an interest in skills.

As for the glory that the orcs talked about, in his opinion, it is not worth mentioning. Who will give you a fair chance to fight one-on-one on the battlefield? Such words are very ridiculous to him.

"You are a respectable warrior, please tell me your name."

Looking at Andal who retreated far away, Leonto snake heaved a sigh of relief. As for the verbal humiliation, it has been selectively forgotten, because Roland is indeed stronger than it.

Roland didn't intend to answer the words. He held a sword in one hand and a shield in the other, and directly launched an attack with one step.

Leonto Snake had no choice but to hold the ax with both hands, first blocked the shield with the middle, and then blocked Roland's attack with the handle of the ax.

The two of them fought back and forth, and as time went by, Roland was quickly digesting his proficiency and applying it to the duel one by one.

Seeing that he stabbed the sword in his hand, Leonto Snake had no choice but to pick it up with an axe, taking advantage of the gap.

Roland suddenly slapped the shield in his hand as a weapon. Seeing the enemy's old defense, he smiled contemptuously, and changed his slap to a sweep to avoid the ax that came from the horizontal attack.

Looking at the enemy who suddenly changed his moves, Leonto snake's eyes flashed fiercely, and he immediately increased the strength in his hand regardless.

Roland, who had planned long ago, just lowered his head and avoided the attack. The shield in his hand swiped towards the enemy's chest unabated.

With a flash of cold light, a long wound was drawn on the enemy's leather armor, and green blood flowed out immediately.

Roland did not choose to pursue. He was just a poor guy at the end of his rope. He hoped that the enemy would unleash a bigger and stronger attack.

Feeling the passing of power in its body, the Leonto snake knew that it was exhausted, it took a deep breath, "Remember my name, my name is Leonto snake, the Warlord of the Black Iron Clan."

As he said that, he backed up a few steps, then advanced instead of retreating, jumped up after a brief run-up, and made a jumping chop, trying to burst out the last light.

Facing the dying man, Roland was relatively tolerant. He bent his body slightly and pointed his shield at the rapidly falling axe.

Looking at it like this, it is obvious that it is preparing to resist. A huge orc leaping high, compared with a thin human being.

Such a visual impact shocked everyone, and the noble soldiers covered their eyes with their hands, as if they couldn't bear to see this scene.

Only the imperial soldiers and their companions watched all this blankly.

There was a bang when the giant ax landed on the shield, and then the giant ax slid down the shield, bursting out a series of sparks amidst the friction between the ax blade and the shield.

Hearing the loud noise, those people couldn't help being curious. They just quietly looked through their fingers, as if they were blocking everything they didn't want to see.

It was this scene that caught their eyes, as if it had been frozen.

It wasn't until the ax fell to the ground feebly that they realized and let out bursts of cheers.

It turned out that Roland had already pierced the knight sword in its chest, leaving only the hilt!

Roland shook his head helplessly. This attack was not even as powerful as the previous attack. In vain, he was full of expectations and prepared to deal with it.

"Weakness."

After uttering these four words, Roland drew out the knight sword and turned to leave.

Hearing this familiar line, the Leonto snake seemed a little dazed. It didn't care about the wound on its chest, but stared blankly at Roland.

In its field of vision, it seemed that Hellscream had already appeared in front of it, and after saying that sentence, it turned around and left.

It reminded him of another of Hellscream's common sayings, 'foolish orcs' which he didn't fully appreciate until today, but he had other questions as well.

It tried to try to touch it with the last bit of strength, but it only slightly lifted up a little bit, seeing that it gave up this plan.

Instead, he opened his mouth and asked loudly: "Where is the future of the orcs? Why... My eyes are dark."

The more he said it, the lower his voice became, and it was inaudible in the end. These words exhausted its last strength, and it seemed as if all its energy had been taken away, and the whole beast fell down limply.

This obsession haunted it until the very end. Maybe it was really just worrying about the future of the orcs and feeling hopeless about it.

Roland nodded to Andal, and then came to the front of the formation, "Clean the battlefield, collect the remains, and pay attention to collecting the soldier cards at the same time."

As the army began to clean up the battlefield, Roland bid farewell to everyone, and was dragged back to the tent by his wife.

Then he was pushed down on the bed, and before he could express his doubts, the lady in armor pressed him up.

Seeing the lady who took off the helmet, Roland was taken aback for a moment, then realized, looking around and found that there were no loopholes, he was a little ready to move.

Roland took off the helmet with his hand, and was still immersed in the exhilarating and stimulating senses, when someone grabbed his ear suddenly.

As soon as he turned his head, he met Madam's eyes, clearly revealing a bad intention, apparently preparing to settle accounts after the fall.

"Madam has learned the art of warfare well, and she also knows how to lure her to her advantage."

After finishing speaking, she laughed dryly, trying to get away with it, but Vicky was obviously not that easy to fool, and when she exerted force on her hand, Roland very cooperatively showed a mournful face.

Seeing this, Vicky's complexion changed from cloudy to clear, "I like showing off, don't you? Do you know how worried everyone is about you?"

Just as Roland was about to open his mouth to defend himself, Vicky glared back at him.

After all, it is also a man's hobby to brag about being strong to the opposite sex, not to mention that he is only seeking truth from facts.

Seeing his sullen look, Vicky said comfortingly: "Okay, I know you're amazing, but you can't force everything.

Why do you have to hard-block an attack that can be avoided?Just to highlight your awesomeness?What if I get hurt? "

The latter words were actively ignored by Roland, and when he mentioned how powerful he was, he was a little distracted, "Now I will let you know how powerful I am."

After saying that, she was about to take off her armor, but was pushed away. Faced with Roland's puzzled look, she immediately pointed outside and said.

"So many people saw me pulling you back just now"

Before he finished speaking, Roland reacted, put on his helmet immediately, picked up his sword and shield, and prepared to go out, when a light voice came from behind, "Hand down lightly." '

Roland immediately turned his head and made a gesture. The shy Vicky blushed, took a hard look, and then pushed open the tent and walked out.

Sure enough, Andal and Fox were talking not far away, laughing from time to time, obviously in a very good mood.

'It's still a bit of a rule, so just listen to your wife and be gentle. '

Roland walked over there lightly, but he couldn't be completely silent when he was wearing armor, and he was quickly spotted by the two of them.

He simply stopped hiding and walked over generously, first giving each person a chestnut, which made him feel much more comfortable.

Andal was stunned on the spot. He took off his helmet, found light fingerprints on it, turned around and ran away, but was caught by Roland with one hand.

"It's nice to see your lord being trained, isn't it? Where's your smiling face? Show it to me."

Andal glanced at Fox, who was unresponsive, and said angrily: "Why did you only criticize me? It's not fair, it's wrong to bully people."

Regarding Andal's words, Roland rolled his eyes, and interrupted his chatter on the spot, "Fox is weak, are you weak too? I think you just need to clean up. Come, let's go practice together."

Before Andal refused, Roland led him to the open space on the side.

Looking at the tattered shield in his hand, Andal asked tentatively, "Why don't we just do it today?"

As soon as the words fell, a shield was thrown in front of him, and when he turned his head, he found that many southern noble soldiers had come around.

They all applauded and shouted for another round. Seeing Roland's gesture, Andal sighed, picked up the shield and launched a sneak attack.

Obviously this guy didn't want to lose face, but in the end he was pressed to the ground with a shield by Roland.

Andal said angrily: "I'll play with you from now on, I'm just a dog."

Hearing the laughter all around, Roland immediately threw out the knight sword in his hand, saw it spinning and flying towards the crowd, and finally stuck between the legs of a soldier until it lost its handle.

"Seeing that you are smiling so happily, do you want to come up and play?"

Facing Earl Roland's words, everyone took three steps back very neatly, and kept shaking their heads.

"Okay, pick 10 people, let's try the strength of the Andal knights, and see if you have the qualifications to ridicule."

They really don't have the confidence to fight alone, but if 10 people "bully" a knight master together, they are still very excited.

This was also because Andal led the soldiers on the verge of a trap, and everyone only thought that his strength was not strong.

There is a saying that can well reflect their mentality, that is, "I can do it too", isn't it all held down by Earl Roland, which also made them stumble behind.

Looking at the 10 soldiers selected, Roland handed the shield to Andal in a funny way, and told him to be careful not to shoot anyone to death.

It's just that he spoke too loudly, which made the soldiers a little annoyed. However, after Earl Roland sat down beside him, he shouted and rushed forward.

Faced with Roland's mischievousness, Andal shook his head helplessly, but faced with these people who laughed at him, he felt a certain amount of anger.

With one stroke of the shield, he charged directly, and the two sides collided quickly.

Andal easily overturned one person, and then the shield slapped another person down.
Looking at the person lying on the ground, Andal turned his head to the sky at 45 degrees, "Hey, this is too weak."

It's just that no one answered the call at this time, and some of the nobles' eyes flickered even more. Some of them knew Andal and knew his strength clearly.

The changes before and after are too great, and the only explanation is that Earl Roland has some cheats that can quickly improve his strength.

(End of this chapter)