"The Star Knight does not disappoint his reputation." Vilford praised the two generals on the battlefield with rare praise.

"It's a pity that it's not entirely for me." Fernando murmured.

Gareth, the star-glorious knight on the battlefield, was like the god of war in the Western 6 mythology, with the flames of fighters burning all over his body, charging forward against the enemy, as if nothing could stop him.

But this is not the reason why Fernando is uneasy. No matter how powerful Gareth is, he is only an individual, while Fernando has an army of 100,000.

What Fernando was really worried about was Gareth's rebellious character. Although he seemed to respect him very much, he always felt that Gareth did not really look down on him. At least he had never been excited by his appreciation like other subordinates, nor did he agree with him because of his generosity.

Most of the time, Gareth is like an indifferent executor. He will do whatever you ask him to do and will not say a word.

"The Star Knight is more like paying your debts." Vilford commented on Gareth.

"Even the Pope may not be able to get his heart. It is already very good that he can use it for me." Although Fernando said this, he felt uncomfortable.

What Fernando likes most is the feeling of control. It makes him feel uncomfortable if he can't control a strong man outside his system.

The result of this psychology is that if Gareth performs poorly on the battlefield, Fernando will suspect that he is not doing his best to him; on the contrary, Gareth performs too well, and Fernando feels powerless to escape from his control.

Gareth on the battlefield did not know that Fernando's fear of gains and losses could become a qualified general. These irrelevant emotions could no longer affect Gareth's actions.

From the moment he stepped onto the battlefield, Gareth changed from the usual cold and unspeakable knight to a cruel and ruthless fighter.

Being able to gain your own glory in a foreign country and not making your family a vassal of a large family has shown Gareth's true heart - using killing to prove his value and using killing to exchange for family independence.

Even though he really didn't care about Fernando in his heart, he had to care about his glory in front of thousands of troops.

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"Kill--" Guan Nubai waved the Qinglong Sword again, and the blood kept gushing out from his ribs and legs slowly lost his energy.

"Boy, don't give up!" Gareth hit a spear and easily swung the Switch's Rich White's sword. He took advantage of the situation. Although Guan Nubai did not dodge his vital points, he was still stabbed by the side, and a blood mark appeared on the outside of his arm again.

Guan Nubai groaned, feeling the scorching pain in the wound, and the Qinglong Dao was about to take off his hand.

"I will give up when you die!" Guan Nubai sneered, and the Qinglong Sword was raised again.

"Then die!" Gareth lost his patience. His spear, which had broken into two pieces, penetrated Guan Nubai's big sword's blocking and stabbed him in the chest.

A trace of despair suddenly flashed in Guan Nu's eyes. At this moment, he no longer had the strength to wield the heavy Azure Dragon Sword again. He simply threw the big sword in his hand. He even grabbed Gareth's half of the spear with both hands, then flew over and rushed Gareth off the war horse.

Gareth never expected Guan Nubai to have such a move. He was knocked down for the third time in one day, and his anger kept burning in his heart.

Gareth had completely raised the mind to kill Guan Nubai. He was a very proud and conceited person. How could he have been embarrassed that he was taken off a horse several times in a battle?

At this moment, Guan Nubai held half of Gareth's spear in his hand, and Gareth also held his other half of the spear. Both sides got up and stared at each other.

Death or life? Guan Nubai is not afraid of death, but he also has his own pride and dignity.

"Go to die!" Gareth shouted loudly, jumped up suddenly, and half of the spear shone with a cold light and stabbed Guan Nu Bai's face.

A feather arrow shot towards Gareth with a whistling sound. The Gareth man could only twist his body suddenly, but the arrow was nailed to his calves. It was timely to avoid it, otherwise it would definitely be in the back.

"Boy from the Guan family, you can't die, I'm here!" With a soft shout, Guan Nubai's already blurry audio and video, there was a sound of horse hooves. Guan Nubai knew who the owner of the voice was.

Lu Zhenzhi, you are back!

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After Lu Zhenzhi was rescued by his personal guards, he did not retreat to the city. Instead, he endured the pain and led the remaining cavalry to continue fighting and fighting on the periphery, trying not to allow the Western coalition forces to surround Guan Nubai and others in the inner layer.

While fighting, Lu Zhenzhi was also paying attention to the situation in the formation. Seeing Guan Nubai being injured one after another, he suddenly rolled off the war horse with Gareth. He was anxious and did not care that he was injured, so he pushed his halberd into the formation again.

Without Gareth's restraint, Lu Zhenzhi and his cavalry entered the pack of wolves like tigers, and soon rushed into the formation from the front, but they saw Gareth pounce on Guan Nubai, who was obviously at the end of his strength.

For some reason, looking at Guan Nubai who was covered in blood and still standing still with self-strength, a feeling of pain surged in Lu Zhenzhi's heart.

"Why are you back? Go back quickly!" Guan Nubai subconsciously muttered when he saw Lu Zhenzhi's figure, some complaints and some touching.

Gareth had lost his last reason at this moment, and looked at the feather arrow on his calves. He suddenly stretched out his hand and broke the arrow shaft exposed outside. At this moment, he opened his mouth and howled in pain, his eyes red, like a demon god.

Guan Nubai took this opportunity to throw half of the spear in his hand to the ground, gently picked up the Qinglong sword, held the knife in both hands, and stood there step by step, looking at Gareth, who was breaking the arrow shaft not far away, and howling, although his body was shaking, Guan Nubai's slightly green face was full of perseverance.

"Guan Qingce, you should be a hero, I am the hero!" Lu Zhenzhi looked at Guan Nubai's slightly trembling figure, and felt his heart was blocked. He shouted lightly, but he slapped his horse and jumped over Guan Nubai and headed straight for Gareth on the opposite side to kill him.

"Very good, you guys stay here together!" Gareth saw Lu Zhenzhi turn back, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he even admired him once, but he made up his mind to leave these two boys who have successively challenged their dignity here to pay for their lives.

After saying that, Gareth threw half of the spear in his hand and flew towards Lu Zhenzhi like a javelin. He slapped the horse on his back, endured the pain in his calf, jumped onto the war horse again, grabbed a spear from the cavalry next to him, and stabbed Lu Zhenzhi directly.

Gareth only had a random spear like that, but it made people feel irresistible. Lu Zhenzhi had not fought with people with high martial arts skills. At the Imperial Capital Civil and Military Conference, Zhang Xilong and Guan Nubai were not chosen by generals, especially Jiang Zhuying. He was also the most exquisite master of using guns he had ever seen.

However, Gareth in front of him made him feel frustrated, perhaps because of his failure or because of his injury, as his father, Lu Shengzhi, Hou of Qianjun, said: "You have been smooth sailing since you practice martial arts, and you have never encountered any barriers, and you seem to be invincible. But this is not good. Once you encounter setbacks, you will easily reach a low point. If it is good on weekdays, if you are like this, unless you are killed and live, you will be invincible. Because the one who can make my children of the Lu family fail should be peerless generals, and which of them will miss such an opportunity."

Lu Shengzhi's words were still in his ears, and Lu Zhenzhi knew his flaws, his bloody impulsiveness, and he could not bear the big failure. But because he had never experienced setbacks in the past, he didn't care about his father's advice. Now, although he understands it, he is a little late.

But despite this, Lu Zhenzhi did not retreat because he knew that he could not retreat. Guan Nubai seemed so persistent, but in fact he had no power to fight again. Jiang Zhuying could not come to ask for help at this time. All he could do was to move forward bravely, either defeat Gareth or be killed by Gareth.

Even if Guan Nubai, who was just for the bloody body, still caring about himself and not letting him step forward, Lu Zhenzhi would have to fight this life.

"Xiaobai, Guan family, you saved my life. My life will be yours in the future. You can't die!" Lu Zhenzhi looked at Guan Nubai, who was already in a coma not far away and was protected by several personal guards. He said in his heart.

Lu Zhenzhi waved his body lightly, avoiding the half-spray thrown by Gareth.

Then he shouted lightly, lifted his breath in his chest, his eyes as lightning, and accurately pinned the shot from Gareth's thorn with the halberd.

Then, both arms, waist and legs were strong at the same time, and the wound on the shoulders collapsed again, and blood surged, hoping to prevent Gareth's spear from falling off.

The other Han cavalry have been entangled with the cavalry of the Modo Silver Sword Knights, and they are not allowed to participate in the battle between the two.

"You kid, you are still so strong." Gareth couldn't help but feel a little surprised, and she felt that the spear in her hand was attracted by a magnet and could not get rid of it.

Gareth himself knew how much physical strength would be consumed after such a series of fights. As strong as him, his physical strength was about to reach the peak of his life. At this moment, he was a little struggling, but his body was covered in wounds. The seemingly weak Lu Zhenzhi became more and more courageous as he fought. How could he not surprise him?

But Gareth didn't know that Lu Zhenzhi did not use brute force completely, but cleverly used his struggle to pull him, but he kept entangled with his spear.

"Only by leveraging the power to fight the power can you achieve the best." This is what Jiang Zhuying taught him, but Jiang Zhuying was derived from Lei Dongfeng.

Although Gareth is a talented figure, how can he know the essence of the national martial arts Baguazhang and Tai Chi that originated thousands of years later?

Moreover, after these fierce battles, Gareth himself was not completely damaged, and his mind became a little tired. At this moment, despite Gareth's constant strength, he still felt like he was hitting his fist in the empty space.

He obviously better than the young Lu Zhenzhi in both physical strength and martial arts, but he was unable to exert the greatest strength.

"Boy, let me go!" Gareth roared, and the spear suddenly pulled back, but it used all the strength of the body. Moreover, the man used the horse's power to force the stirrup with Lu Zhenzhi. The pulling force of the two war horses, plus Gareth's power, Lu Zhenzhi finally could not control Gareth's spear anymore. He felt a stinging pain in the wound on his shoulder, his body shook slightly, his eyes were gray, his chest was stuffy, and a mouthful of fishy and sweet blood was sprayed out from his mouth, sprinkled on the armor, like a flower of blood.

And he immediately lay down on the war horse in a daze.
Chapter completed!