Chapter 4: First Restraint, Liberation!

A sudden clear command rang out, like pouring a kettle of boiling water onto snow, carrying a hot stream that rushed into the body, instantly dispelling Su Ya's Dull and Stiff status!

Then,

"First Restraint, Liberation!"

"This battle is a fight for survival!"

"Acknowledge—Mei Li!"

In the loud, clear, and quick, concise chant——

The body practically felt as if hypnotized, and in this process began to crazily secrete adrenaline!

At a speed faster than the brain,

the body began to act on its own!

"Huu~ huu—— huu huu!!!"

Amid the warhorse's startled cries, a certain strike hit empty air, and the horse, out of control, fell into the trench's pit.

And Su Ya felt himself rolling in a stiff and twisted posture——

That is, the body had reacted, but the brain had not yet reacted, so the body forcibly dragged the brain to roll, the cheek almost pressed against the fallen horse's hoof being pulled apart, and one could even feel the whooshing wind before the hoof, and then the whole head was shoved into the bloody mud and spun around, in this process swallowing a mouthful of sand heavily,

Until,

He collided with a corpse.

Arthur Pendragon's corpse.

Having no time to think further, Su Ya pulled his head out of the mud and saw,

that sword plunged into the corpse, the knight's sword that had killed King Arthur.

That was his own sword!

And, for some unknown reason, Su Ya instantly understood this sword, the true name of this magical sword——

【Envy Nameless Poison】!

"Draw the sword!"

The clear, calm, and accurate female voice rang out again,

Su Ya immediately raised his hand to grip the hilt.

However,

The knight who fell into the pit together with the warhorse actually stepped on the stirrup, swiftly dismounted and rolled to the ground, and in this process drew the 1.5-meter-long spear tied to his back, thrusting the spearhead vertically to slash at Su Ya's arm.

If Su Ya continued to try to draw the sword, this strike would directly cut off his hand!

At this moment, Su Ya's mind fell into conflict,

because the voice commanding him did not continue to issue the next order!

That is to say,

He either chooses to believe and, despite the risk of having his hand cut off, continues to draw the sword, or—retreats, gives up drawing the sword, and dodges this strike according to his own judgment.

In this fleeting instant,

Su Ya gritted his teeth, lifted his head, widened his eyes, and glared angrily at the knight,

The knight before him had a face covered in freckles, ordinary and hard to leave a deep impression, but his two eyes were like torches in the night, and also like an experienced yet mischievous mage, looking down with a contemptuous gaze at Su Ya, who was a head shorter.

That gaze made no sound, yet it seemed to loudly recite all the adjectives of ridicule, mockery, and cat-playing-with-mouse.

Thus,

Su Ya, having realized this, gritted his teeth and forcibly suppressed the urge to flee,

choosing to draw the sword!

He did not retreat but advanced, taking a big step forward, almost offering his chest and all his openings to the opponent,

The sole of his toe-exposing boot heavily trampled the blood-soaked mire,

and in the next moment, he leaned his body forward,

His whole body lunged like a flying tackle, both hands tightly gripping the knight's sword and rolling forward!

Swish!

The sword was pulled from Arthur Pendragon's chest!

Su Ya almost placed his neck directly under the path of that spear's downward strike!

Almost at the same moment he made that choice,

"Bang!"

A short, sharp explosion rang out, a bullet-like object shooting forth, fiercely striking the side of the knight's descending spear, deflecting the spearhead and saving Su Ya's life.

The knight suddenly frowned, his hand slightly numb, and immediately went to see what had ambushed him,

but discovered that the object just shot at him was merely an ordinary pink petal!

And before he could be surprised,

"Ram him!"

Ten meters away, a somewhat panicked footstep accompanied a decisive command being issued!

Following the voice's command, Su Ya slammed his head hard into the knight's chest!

If the opponent were a normal cavalryman, Su Ya's action would undoubtedly strike his chest armor, leaving him dazed and unable to inflict real damage, but at this moment Su Ya faced not the allied cavalry that formed the main force of the Macedonian cavalry, but the Macedonian scout horsemen,

they were scout cavalry wearing leather armor.

The knight's eyes showed astonishment, being pressed by Su Ya his chest felt a sudden pressure, his heel lifted uncontrollably, and he lost balance and fell backward heavily!

However,

Before Su Ya could seize this opportunity to slash at the opponent's neck,

Ten meters away, the urgent orders continued to be issued like rain!

"Turn, block, step forward, thrust!"

Su Ya suddenly turned his head, and saw——

Another knight was behind him at this moment, gripping a short spear with both hands and thrusting forward.

If he had not drawn his sword and chosen to dodge backward just now, he would have been pierced through the heart by this spear immediately!

And now,

Su Ya gripped the sword hilt with both hands and suddenly raised the sword to his chest!

Block!

"Swish swish swish swish swish!"

The cold tip of the spear scraped along the sword's blade, producing a string of sparks!

Finally, the spear's crossguard was blocked against the crossguard of this knight's sword, and its momentum suddenly halted.

Su Ya felt as if he were bearing a wild bull at this moment, his shoulder almost dislocating.

He immediately lowered his body, using the sword's strong edge to deflect the spear's tip, then lifted his foot and hooked it against the opponent's ankle.

Step forward!

But the next strike was not as that voice commanded—pulling back the arm, turning the sword with the step to adjust posture for a thrust, nor was it deflecting with the blade and then pushing the hilt with the left hand to level the upright sword into a rightward cut.

The opponent's command was full of textbook stereotypy, a classic defensive countermeasure for swordsmen against spearmen.

But the premise of this is——

The opponent is a normal spearman, one who wields a spear longer than 2.5 meters.

But the weapon used by the Macedonian scouts is a 1.5-meter short spear, only slightly longer than Su Ya's sword.

When the spear had already poked past the back of Su Ya's head,

At this point, the positions of both sides had closed to the extent that there was no room to immediately launch a thrust, entering an awkward phase where the forward force was exhausted and the backward force had not yet arisen.

So,

Upon noticing this, Su Ya's mind raced for 0.1 second, and he instinctively chose to use a kick plus a shoulder bump.

His foot pressed against the opponent's rear foot and pushed forward, his shoulder slammed into the opponent's chest cavity, just as he had practiced countless times while watching sword-and-spear films.

The knight struck in the chest let out a muffled groan, trying to retract his spear and push Su Ya away.

Su Ya, however, used the force of that push to open his stance, one foot planted firmly on the ground, he twisted his body, arms extended, gripping the sword hilt tightly, his whole body spinning like a top.

"Pfft!"

The sword blade was flung out in an exaggerated centrifugal arc, ultimately not knowing what it had cut.

Su Ya was splattered with blood across his face.

"Haha~ha!"

He gasped heavily, swallowing saliva while staring blankly at the hot blood gurgling down the blade.

"I... I fucking killed someone again?"

"Careful!"

The voice that had been instructing Su Ya all along suddenly exclaimed,

Su Ya immediately turned his head,

At this moment his vision was filled with a scarlet haze, he could only vaguely see the knight who had been knocked down earlier now climbing to his feet, gripping a short dagger drawn from his waist, running in a posture almost as if about to take flight, his lithe form unbelievably light, leaping up to a height of over two meters.

And at this moment Su Ya suddenly felt somewhat dazed,

For some reason, facing a knight who defied common sense by taking flight and was about to launch a fierce attack on him, Su Ya felt not the previous absolute helplessness, the fear that any move by the opponent would mean his death.

Su Ya, who had watched countless sword-and-spear and action film analyses out of interest, and had even tried to perfectly recreate the movements frame by frame,

actually possessed an ability that is basically useless in the modern world of oxen and horses,

【See Through】

Although the knight before him now displayed superhuman athletic ability,

but, thanks to a surge of adrenaline that temporarily made him forget fear and enhanced his body,

Su Ya had already seen through the move this person was about to use.

So,

His gaze at this moment was both bewildered and clear.

"This little brat"

The knight rushing down saw Su Ya's eyes and involuntarily flashed a look of incomprehension; he had never seen a warrior with such eyes!

But soon, this incomprehension turned into a brutal killing intent, like a judgment on heresy.

"Die!"

He let out a fierce shout, waving both arms in midair, gripping the short dagger tightly, and struck down at Su Ya's face.

However, Su Ya simply stood in place, not dodging at all.

He raised his hand and threw the sword, causing the entire blade to flip and rebound in midair.

Then,

He raised both hands, tightly gripping the weak region near the tip of the blade, and reversed the grip on the sword—

Like swinging a baseball bat, he used the sword in his hand as a war hammer and swung it out fiercely!

From the start, Su Ya realized that this slightly smaller knight's sword was not a proper knight's sword at all, but a type known as a hand-and-a-half sword, or hybrid sword, that appeared in the 15th century.

It was only because of Arthur Pendragon's appearance that he felt a temporal dislocation and dared not acknowledge it.

It combined the lightness of a broadsword, the thrust of a knight's sword, the chopping and slashing of a two-handed sword, and the classic traits of a longsword; being one-and-a-half handed, as the name suggests, it lies between two-handed and one-handed, and besides the normal strong blade attacks and blocking with the crossguard, it also has another use—

Turning the sword around and using the hilt as a war hammer, this type of sword, which possesses lethal force and can simulate a war hammer's destructive power to pierce armor, dominated medieval battlefields until the end of the Middle Ages.

This is the hybrid sword!

Whoosh!

The principle that an extra inch gives extra strength leveled the physical quality difference between the two sides, which was still within human limits, and even reversed it,

Then, he struck later yet arrived first!

The hilt spun and flew out!

The cross-shaped tip of the hilt smashed open the dagger that the opponent, realizing something was wrong, tried to raise in horror to block, and it viciously twisted and drilled into the opponent's brain.

Pfft!

The knight who had leapt up like a thief crashed down with a bang.

The opponent never expected Su Ya to dare, bare-handed, to wield a hybrid sword in a reverse grip!

Fresh blood spattered, drenching Su Ya's head!

Su Ya then panted heavily, covering his bleeding hand sliced open by the sword blade, and sat down heavily on the ground.

He blankly gazed at the three corpses surrounding him.

From the time he crossed over until now, in less than ten minutes, he has already killed three people?

No, what the hell kind of place is this!

And just then,

Click, click, click!

A storm-like rattling of dice striking the skull sounded again.

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