The Last Frontier of Fire and Sword

After Simon's flail was cut off, he didn't lose his weapon and gave up. He waved the left stick in his backhand and swept across Fatima's cheek.

With this move, Simon's change was extremely fast, and Fatima had no time to block it with a scimitar. In desperation, Fatima had to lean to the ground so that she could escape Simon's blow.

But the situation has not gotten better because of this. Simon kicked the shield that Fatima had thrown on the ground.

The steel shield flew from the ground, and fell to Simon's companion after crossing a short parabola.

Immediately afterwards, Simon squeezed the long stick in his hand. He held it high above his head and slammed it at Fatima.

Fatima rolled on the ground one after another to avoid Simon's attack. But this is not a long-term solution after all. If she can't stand up from the ground or knock Simon to the ground, she will be defeated by Simon sooner or later.

At this time, Fatima had to regret her carelessness. She didn't expect Simon to change his skills so quickly, and to have such a wealth of actual combat experience.

But Simon would not let Fatima have enough time to lie on the ground to regret. He took a big step forward, so that the attack range of the long stick was closer to Fatima, and if Fatima was to avoid a sufficient safety distance, he had to roll faster and farther, and he had to consume more. Physical strength; if she lay still, she would be hit by Simon's long stick. The shorter Damascus scimitar was not enough to defend her body.

In short, both choices fell into Simon's calculations.

But Fatima was able to become the most successful assassin in the Ottoman court because of her superb ability to respond to occasions and physical responses.

I saw that Fatima neither chose to resist or dodge. I saw one side of her body, actually rolling in the direction of Simon.

The long stick in Simon's hand accurately hit Fatima's original position, and the hard ground was smashed into a small hole. Fatima managed to hide between Simon and the long stick.

Immediately afterwards, Fatima used her left hand as a fulcrum and swept her right leg. Simon was caught off guard and was swept to the ground. She leaped up and sat down on Simon's chest, her legs pressed firmly against Simon's hands.

"I surrender." Simon said.

With his hands pressed, he has lost all means of resistance.

Fatima panted and stood up from Simon. She took off her helmet, and the continuous intense exercise made her sweaty, her face and neck covered with sweat. Her nose was trembling violently, and she was breathing air.

Fatima reached out to Simon and pulled him up.

"You are better than any man I know."

After standing up, Simon praised sincerely.

Fatima didn't answer, she walked straight back to her team.

"You won. Gentlemen, and ladies. We will fulfill our promise and never chase after. And your gentleman behavior also convinced me that you are all upright people." Walter patted Simon on the shoulder as a relief. Then said to Fatima and Yelishei.

Two wins in three games, since he was defeated by Yelisei, Simon also lost, of course there is no need to play in the third game.

After that, Walter mounted the horse, and the other wing cavalry also mounted their horses neatly. They lined up in a column and returned in the direction they came.

"This is the real knight." Yelishei looked at the figures of Walter and others, exclaiming.

"Boring chivalry." Fatima sneered at Walter and others.

"Then you said if you lose, what are you going to do?" Yelishei teased Fatima. Among the entire mercenary group, only Yelishei was the only one who dared to make jokes with Fatima in this way.

"When the time comes, you can shoot. At such a close distance, no matter how bad the marksmanship is, you can fall down four or five. The remaining two people are more than enough to deal with one person."

Yelisei was stunned by Fatima's words.

"God, how can you let my ears hear such words!" Yelishei sighed.

"That's really sorry, what I preach is God, not God."

Fatima finished speaking and patted the dust on her body. The dust stuck in the cracks of the chain mail fell like snowflakes. After the pat was clean, Fatima got on her horse and was going to chase Chris and Ingrid.

Halfway through, they met Ingrid.

"Chris has already crossed the river. We were lucky enough to ran into a boat when we arrived at the ferry. Gong said that most of the boats here were hired by the Swedes on the other side at a high price. He went back to the south bank today because he went home to see his wife. "Ingrid said to Fatima and others.

Now that the delegation was entrusted to safely transport people to the other side of the river, and no one was injured, everyone was naturally very happy. In accordance with the practice of the mercenary group, Ingrid, as a quartermaster, gave out 120 Taylor rewards to everyone.

Everyone, except Yelisei, was very happy ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ but Yelisei put a Taylor between his fingers and turned it unconsciously.

As a former soldier of Tsarist Russia, and once an aide to Prince Alexei, Yelisei's thoughts were far more profound than everyone else.

All the ships on the South Bank were recruited by the Swedes at a high price. This action was too abnormal. Because such a large number is more than enough to transport tens of thousands of people and materials. On weekdays, even a super-large caravan could not transport supplies on such a large scale. What's more, this was still during the war in neighboring countries.

The only possibility is military action.

Thinking of this, Yelishei's heart palpitated. Before the war, Prince Alexei was most worried about joining the Kingdom of Sweden in the war, because with the existing national power of Tsarist Russia, it was impossible to start war with the two powerful countries of the Kingdom of Sweden and the Republic of Poland.

Now, does this unusual ship movement mean that the Kingdom of Sweden is ready to help the Republic of Poland and go upstream to attack Tsarist Russia?

At this moment, Yelishei really wanted to write a letter to Prince Alexei immediately, so that the Prince could take precautions in advance. Because it was related to the lives of tens of thousands of Russian soldiers, he couldn't help hesitating when he thought of his current identity.

"Now, Yelishei. What are you thinking about?" Ingrid asked Yelishei strangely when he saw Yelishei's silence for a long time.

Yelishei, who was fighting between heaven and man, heard someone calling him, and finally woke up from the battle between heaven and man.

"It's nothing, Ingrid. I was thinking about these twenty Taylors. I should find some aristocratic girls in Miatelsk to be nice and chic." Yelishei fooled Ingrid.

Hearing Yelishei's words, Ingrid's pretty face blushed.

"It's not serious, don't ruin the reputation of our mercenary group." Ingrid tweeted.