They met up with Roger Golden Oats smoothly.
While resting, Liszt learned about the situation of the entire front from Roger.
Golden Island Orders of Chivalry needed to attack the territory of the Great Lord of the Sardine Bay area, the Snake Mountain Ridge. The Snake Tooth Marquis has four Earl followers who guard the four surrounding territories. Among them, the territory of Earl Peregrine belongs to the direction of the Coral Island Orders of Chivalry, and the others belong to the direction of Marquis Rodrik and his followers.
Among them, Roger and Viscount Fredo Curvethorn, who had just been promoted to Sword Saint but had not yet become an Earl, were attacking the Castle of Hands of Earl Peregrine.
"The Swift Sword Saint is very strong. I am at a disadvantage against him." Fredo stared at Dosen and said indifferently. He is known as the Galloping Sword Saint and is a Sky Knight of the thunder attribute.
Because of some personality reasons, he has not been promoted to Earl in recent years.
Roger explained, "Fredo can only lead the Swift Sword Saint away, but the Castle of Hands is very strong and we can't attack it. This means that Earl Peregrine's Orders of Chivalry can cross our blockade at any time and charge to other territories, making it impossible for us to grab supplies. "
"I can let the Blizzard Beasts participate in the siege, but you must protect my safety."
"Don't worry, Liszt, I will go with you to the walls of the Castle of Hands. My Orders of Chivalry will do its best to protect you and me." Roger was just an elite Earth Knight who took drugs. He naturally needed the protection of Orders of Chivalry on the battlefield.
"So when will the siege start?"
"The sooner the better, as long as you are ready."
"I can go at any time."
So.
The siege quickly unfolded. The Blizzard Beasts were like mobile turrets, constantly releasing earth magic and hitting the walls of the Castle of Hands. With the Blizzard Beasts, Roger's Orders of Chivalry could launch attacks in an orderly manner, forcing the Orders of Chivalry in the castle to fight.
Because if they did not fight, the walls of the castle would collapse sooner or later.
The Swift Sword Saint couldn't stand this situation and rushed out of the castle, wanting to attack the Blizzard Beast. His speed was as fast as a beam of light, but the Galloping Sword Saint was not slow either. He met the Swift Flying Sword Saint's surprise attack with a loud bang. It became a duel between the two Sky Knights again.
On the back of the chocobo Loki, Liszt touched the Wind-calming Divine Bead that had been taken out of the gem space. While commanding the Blizzard Beast to attack, he pondered.
Should he participate in the battle between Sword Saints?
Reason told him that as long as he could steadily attack the city, he would leave the rest to Roger to worry about. In any case, the casualties of the war would be borne by the Golden Wheat Family. But his self-confidence was off the charts. When Li William was fighting against the Scorching Swordmaster, he had also intervened. In the battle of Iron Hoof Island, he had even fought side by side with Li William to kill Count Snade.
As an Earth Knight, intercepting and killing a Sky Knight, the thought of it made his blood boil.
Moreover, he also wanted to try the Wind-calming Divine Bead's suppression effect on the wind attribute Sky Knight. "Roger, if I assist the Galloping Sword Saint and intercept the Swift Flying Sword Saint, how are you going to calculate my merits?"
"What, intercept and kill the Swift Flying Sword Saint?" Roger looked at Liszt suspiciously. "I understand that you have Intermediate World of Warcraft, but I don't recommend that you participate in the battle between Sword Saints. The attack speed of the Swift Flying Sword Saint is terrible. Liszt, be patient, we will attack the city. "
Roger nodded.
Liszt couldn't deny it.
He was ready to observe again. At present, the advantage of the Swift Flying Sword Saint against the Galloping Sword Saint was obvious. The effect of the siege of the Fortress of Hands had not yet manifested, so he should keep a low profile for a while. When the effect of the siege was manifested, the Swift Flying Sword Saint would have to decide whether to fight or retreat. That would be the best time to intercept and kill.
"Let Fredo exhaust the Swift Flying Sword Saint for a while, then I will use the Wind-calming Divine Bead and my superior archery skills to make a grand entrance!"
This went on for two days.
The repeated attacks over the past two days had riddled the Fortress of Hands with thousands of holes, and one of the walls could collapse at any time. The Swift Flying Sword Saint Lasalle had also fought with the Galloping Sword Saint Fredo seven or eight times. Although there was no clear winner, it was obvious that he was suppressing Fredo.
However.
These seven or eight sword battles had allowed Liszt to see clearly, and he had a direct understanding of the Swift Flying Sword Saint's attack power.
"He is indeed very strong, but he is still a distance away from the count. I can intervene in their battle!" The count he was referring to was the Wave Sword Saint Leewilliam.
Therefore, before the next siege, he found Fredo and said, "Viscount Fredo, in this siege, after we lure the Swift Flying Sword Saint out, I plan to intercept and kill him with you, and try to capture him or kill him."
"You're with me? Are you joking?" Fredo's face was cold, and he said without hesitation. "What a joke! You are just an Earth Knight. Maybe you will have a chance to fly in the sky in a few years, but a battle between Sword Saints is not something you can imagine! "
"Indeed, the Sword Saint's attack power is very strong, and I can't withstand it. But my mount is also very strong. If I want to escape, even the Sword Saint can't catch up with me."
"Is that so?"
"You can try!" Liszt's face also turned cold. He did not like to be ridiculed.
"Liszt, Fredo …" Roger quickly tried to smooth things over. He did not want the two to quarrel, but it did not work.
Fredo sneered, "Even Leewilliam would not dare to say that he can escape from me. Who gave you the guts to try and act tough in front of me!"
"Words are not enough to prove anything, Fredo!" Liszt suddenly jumped out of the camp on his chocobo. "Prepare to accept my challenge!"
With that, he quickly pulled the Swift Shadow Bow into a full crescent shape, and nocked three arrows on the bowstring. They immediately flew towards the Swift Flying Sword Saint.
"Arrogant!"
Fredo leaped into the air and charged towards Liszt.
But Liszt did not panic. He pulled the Swift Shadow Bow again, and another three arrows scattered into the sky. After shooting the first wave, he jumped high into the air on his chocobo, gliding hundreds of meters away to avoid Fredo's attack. At the same time, he turned around and shot again, the trajectory of the arrows even more erratic.
Just as Fredo was about to get up, the arrows were already in front of him, forcing him to use his sword to block the arrows.
Such scenes happened one after another in the following period of time.
Of course.
Liszt's archery did not cause any damage to the fully focused Sky Knight, but he could successfully block his opponent's attack rhythm. This allowed the chocobo to move around in circles around Fredo, and Liszt could enjoy the joy of flying a kite.
"Damn it, I want to see how many arrows you can shoot!"
"Sorry, I have enough arrows to shoot for half an hour." Liszt replied loudly. In fact, he could shoot for half a day, because he still had a large number of arrows in the gem space.
A quarter of an hour later.
Roger rushed over and stopped the two from fighting. Liszt was always shooting, and felt that it was too wasteful; Fredo could not catch up to the chocobo, and was also caught in a dilemma.
Retracting his sword, he calmed his agitated high-level combat energy and looked coldly at Liszt. "I admit that I underestimated you. You have a good mount, and your archery is good, but your fighting ability is like scratching an itch. What makes you think you can participate in a battle between Sword Saints?"
"My fighting ability is not strong, but I can contain the Sword Saint's attack rhythm. And you should not forget, I have nine Blizzard Beasts. As long as I whistle, they will go crazy and hunt. Do you think I can leave a few transparent arrow holes or a few claw marks on your body? "
The kiting battle with Fredo Scimitar had significantly improved Liszt's temperament. He had already measured that the Sword Saint was only so-so.
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