Chapter 1042 Death Fight (Part 2)

There are three main reasons why Enli did not let Falk and his men help.

The first reason is that Falk and his men can't really help.

These 20 cavalrymen are all regular soldiers of the Britannia Empire.

They have been strictly trained, and their individual combat power is beyond words. Even their equipment level is far superior to Falk and his guards.

The second reason is that Enli does not want to implicate Falk and his men.

If Falk and his men intervene in this battle, then they will definitely not survive this battle that is destined to be fierce.

Originally, Enli felt guilty for letting Falk take such a big risk to send him and Ilsa back to Pendragon.

If Falk and his men were hurt, then Enli really didn't know how to face Falk and his men in the future.

The third reason is that Enli felt that he alone was enough to deal with these 20 cavalrymen.

However, after he really swung the knight's sword and started fighting with the 20 soldiers, Enli realized that he seemed to have overestimated his physical condition.

"Ugh..."

Enli observed the enemy soldiers surrounding him in a semicircle, and made a low cry of pain that only he could hear.

- Bastard...

Enli cursed in his heart.

- The body... is stiffer than I thought...

Just now, Enli and Ilsa had been hiding in the carriage specially used for luggage.

The two hiding in the carriage had been listening carefully to the movements outside.

After hearing that the bald man was going to check the carriages of each of Falk's carriages, Enli's face sank.

Because he knew that a fierce battle was inevitable.

"Your Majesty, you hide here well, I will be back soon." - After Enli whispered these words to Ilsa, the curtain of the carriage was pulled open by the bald man.

Then, Enli, who had been prepared for a long time, stabbed the bald man's chest with a straight stab.

Unfortunately, this bald man was not a small character, and Enli's surprise attack was dodged by him.

Although the attack missed, Enli was not discouraged.

However, when he took back the knight's sword, a sharp pain suddenly came from his right shoulder.

After successfully rescuing Ilsa from Allen's rebel camp, Enli's warhorse unfortunately fell down and died due to exhaustion.

The sudden fall of the warhorse caused Enli and Ilsa to fall to the ground.

At that time, Enli, who fell off the horse, landed on his right shoulder.

It was also at that time that Enli's right shoulder bone was injured.

Fortunately, the bone was not cracked or broken.

After taking medicine for a few days, the pain in his right shoulder gradually disappeared, and Enli thought that the injury on his right shoulder had healed.

However, after stabbing the bald man with a sword just now, he found that the injury on his right shoulder had not healed at all.

The stinging pain is still impacting Enli's nerves and brain.

——My current physical condition does not allow me to mess around. I have to be careful and cautious to fight them.

Enli, who has realized that his physical condition is much worse than he imagined, has quietly made up his mind and decided on the way to fight against these 20 enemy soldiers.

The semicircular encirclement of Enli has been completed.

Because the nearby terrain is too narrow and not suitable for cavalry to gallop, the bald man and his subordinates all dismounted and fought on foot.

"One-eyed brother."

The bald man said to Enli.

"Before killing you, can you tell me why you wanted to kill me just now?"

"You don't seem to be a part of this caravan. Listening to what you said to the caravan boss just now, I feel that you and this caravan seem to have a cooperative relationship."

"Since you and this caravan are in a cooperative relationship, you should have no reason to draw your sword against me."

"Could it be that-"

The bald man pointed at the carriage covered with curtains again.

"What was hidden in the carriage that forced you to draw your sword against me when I opened the curtain?"

After listening to the bald man's words quietly, Enli raised his eyebrows involuntarily.

——This bald man... is a soldier who deserves to be trained... As long as he is trained well, it is not a problem for him to become a captain who can command a thousand soldiers.

Although he admired this bald man, Enli did not intend to answer any of his questions.

"Stop talking nonsense." Enli said in a calm tone, "In the daily training of the army, you should not be taught how to chat with the enemy, right?"

"You are so cold." The bald man sneered and shrugged, "I wanted to talk to you more. If you can give a reasonable reason to kill me, I might let you go and not take your life."

After that, the bald man swung the long sword in his hand and roared:

"Follow me!"

The semicircular formation surrounding Enli suddenly closed.

Facing this suddenly closing semicircular formation, Enli was neither panic nor hurried.

He flexibly moved his body and escaped from this tightening semicircular formation.

While escaping from this tightening semicircular formation, he swung his sword to attack the enemy.

The blood-red sword light swept towards the neck of a soldier closest to him.

These soldiers were all wearing armor, and only by attacking those places that were not covered by armor or had weak defenses could they be killed efficiently.

After the familiar feeling of the sword blade entering the flesh was transmitted to the palm of the hand along the sword body, Enli retracted the sword, without looking at the enemy soldier he had just killed, and quickly left the place where he was standing, while choosing the next target.

Enli fought and retreated.

He kept changing his position, not giving the bald man and others the opportunity to surround him.

He kept moving and looking for opportunities to kill the enemy soldiers.

Soon, 6 soldiers died under Enli's sword.

Although he had killed many soldiers, Enli's face became more and more ugly.

Because - he felt that his body was getting more and more out of his control.

Originally, it was just his right shoulder that was getting more and more painful.

Gradually, because of the frequent tossing of the body, the other wounds on his body began to hurt.

Enli also felt that some of the wounds on his body that were originally about to heal were at risk of reopening.

However, Enli could not care about so much.

After all, a moment of slackness now could lead to his death.

Although Enli gritted his teeth and tried to keep his spirits up, he could not stop his body from becoming more and more sluggish.

Soon, the bald man who had been observing Enli's movements from just now discovered that Enli was different.

"One-eyed brother." A meaningful smile appeared on the bald man's face, "You seem to be in pain."

"I said - you have so many injuries on your body, how can you swing the sword as you please."

"I am curious, facing our siege, how long can you, a seriously injured person, hold on."