The Last Frontier of Fire and Sword

Yakov took the long axe. He held the axe in both hands and slammed it fiercely, causing a sound of breaking through the air.

Everyone outside the court watched this scene with horror. How weak Cheerchen was in front of the strong Yakov-it was simply a duel between a black bear and a rabbit.

Yakov's boss with open nostrils, he bent down slightly and leaned forward. The long axe is in his hand, and he can smell the blood on it.

After a while, this **** smell will become more intense.

Cheerchen's eyebrows were tightly furrowed, every inch of skin on his face was tightly crumbled, and his feet were in various poses.

The adjutant beside Prince Alexei nodded.

The adjutant raised the hand holding the pistol into the air, and then pulled the trigger.

With a gunshot, the duel began.

Yakov Cherkaski took the initiative from the beginning and pursued it. Omitting the link of mutual temptation, Yakov Cherkaski's fighting style is as fierce and courageous as the Russian nation.

Just listen to the long axe whistling, the axe blade cut through the air and made a harsh sound.

The location of the duel quickly changed. The fierce Yakov kept approaching, but Cheerchen kept backing away.

After another while, Cheerchen was completely shrouded in the light of Yakov's axe. The generals of Tsarist Russia became more and more fierce, and he fell into wild fighting frenzy. The whole person pressed towards Cheerchen like a black bear.

Standing in the spectator stand, Anatoly's legs trembled like a sieve. He seemed to see his own destiny-being killed twice by General Yakov.

At this time, some female officials, maids and family members of the nobles who lived in the city lord's mansion also came to watch the duel. When they saw such a strong and weak scene, each of them felt that if Cheerchen wanted to get away from such a thunderous attack, unless God helped him.

Some timid aristocratic young women and girls saw Cheorchen being at a disadvantage, and they covered their mouths with their hands in fear.

"Count Vasily, this brave young man is so pitiful. How can he be Yakov's opponent because he is so small? Well, he should be a little older. Although the prince promised him and Ya Cove fights, but there is no agreed time. God, may your mercy bless this poor man safe and sound."

With that said, the young woman also drew a cross on her chest.

Because of Yakov's despicable behavior and Cheerchen's righteous act of helping thousands of Russian civilians, most of the people present were on Cheerchen's side in their hearts. Especially those noble girls, what they read more at home by the day are those knight novels, Cheerchen fits the image of the righteous knight in their minds.

The Count Vasily next to him was obviously interested in this young woman. Seeing the young woman talking to himself at this time, the earl was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth. He deliberately showed off in front of young women and commented on the situation.

Just at this moment, Yakov quickly approached Chechen with a big stride, he suddenly raised the long axe in his hand over his head, and then slammed Chechen's head with one blow.

If this blow were to be split, Chechen would have to be split into two.

The young woman covered her eyes with her hands in fear, she didn't want or dared to watch such a **** scene.

With a clanging sound of metal and iron intersecting, Cheerchen held his slender sword with both hands to block it-although he knelt on one knee under the pressure of Yakov's tremendous force, he successfully blocked the blow.

"Mrs. Anna, please take your jade hand away from your eyes. That little warrior is safe and sound." Count Vasily said softly to the noble young woman.

An aristocratic young woman named Anna took her hand away from her eyes, and the first thing she saw was Cheerchen unloading Yakov's long axe to one side, and then jumped out of the attack range of the long axe with one leg forward.

"Ah! How is this possible? The sword in his hand is so slender, like a sewing needle. I thought that as long as the long axe touched lightly, it would break into two sections." Mrs. Anna said incredulously.

Count Vasily heard Mrs. Anna say this, he finally found an opportunity to show his knowledge, so he hurriedly explained to his wife the reason for it: "Mrs. Anna, you don’t know this. The one used by Alvar Chechen It’s a Swift Sword. Don’t look at its thinness. In fact, the weight of the Swift Sword is not much different from other one-handed swords. In order to maintain its strength in combat, the cross-section of the blade of many Swift Swords has been designed. The diamond shape, coupled with the complex large guard, these factors make it far less lightweight than it looks. According to my estimate, the Swift Sword in his hand can weigh 1.5 kilograms, which is almost as heavy as a long sword."

As he said, the earl was also afraid that Mrs. Anna had no idea, and specifically pointed to the saber at the waist.

"Heavier than this."

"So heavy!" Mrs. Anna said in disbelief.

"Yes, so even if General Yakov's long axe cuts two or three more times, it won't necessarily be able to cut the slender sword."

"Count, you know a lot."

After listening to Count Vasily's explanation, Mrs. Anna cast a charming glance at the count.

Count Vasily was as excited as he was beaten with blood by that glare.

In the arena, after a torrential storm, Yakov's strength began to decay. The most direct evidence is that he breathed quickly and started to use the long axe with both hands.

But Cheerchen was still the same as before, his right arm raised almost didn't make a big movement, only his wrist was turning. The slender sword in his hand is constantly drawing circles of thoughts that are small but faster than people. The inner circle of these circles blocked the next blow, then stabbed again, and then retreated, jumping out of the attack range of Yakov.

Again and again.

Yakov's chopping became slower and slower, his nose flared violently, his breathing became heavier and heavier, and sweat was all over his forehead. And Cheer Chen, only his cheeks flushed.

Prince Alexei's hand gripped the armrest of the seat tightly.

"He's fighting wits, and he will exhaust Yakov."

Prince Alexei could see that Yakov was exhausted. Cheerchen's strategy is very dangerous and effective-to defend and counterattack, he wants to wait for Yakov's exhaustion to launch a counterattack.

Sure enough, after evading another blow from Yakov, Cheerchen launched a fierce attack.

Seeing Cheechen's foot stepping on a bump on the ground, he retracted his body, waisted a cat, and then shot at Yakov like a cannonball out of the chamber.

"He fought back." Prince Alexei said softly.

"He fought back!"

Shouted the nobles watching the battle.

"He fought back!"

Anatoly shouted.

At this time, Anatoly hopes Cheerchen can win.

For a time, the silver snake flew, and the sword glowed like electricity.

After Cheerchen found out all of Yakov's path, he swiftly launched a counterattack. At this moment, he squatted down, jumped up, and moved left and right. The direction of his attack was changing rapidly, but he could not move away from Yakov's key points.

These are all the subtle tricks he learned from the little knight Mikhav Volodyavsky, and now he is using it all on Yakov.

Yakov dangled from left to right, his shirt and body were cut with countless cuts, and his shirt began to be dyed with blood, and he began to go crazy.

"I want you to die!" Yakov growled.

"I want you to die too!" Cheerchen replied.

Cheerchen pierced Yakov's chest with a sword. Yakov didn't dodge, and his huge hand like a bear's paw blocked it.

The slender tip of the sword pierced Yakov's palm, but it was also firmly held in Yakov's hand and could not move forward.

"go to hell!"

Yakov's other hand was raised flat, and the axe pointed toward Chechen's neck.

At this critical moment, Cheerchen released his hand holding the slender sword, and he fell back to the ground suddenly, while bending his legs, and kicking Yakov's calf sharply as he fell to the ground.

The long axe slashed, and Yakov's calf instinctively bowed and knelt under the heavy blow.

He pushed his hand to the ground, but forgot that there was a slender sword in his palm.

The hilt of the sword was against the hard ground, and the body of the sword passed through Yakov's palm and pierced his throat.

Yakov opened his mouth like a fish out of the water. From his wide open blood basin ~www.readwn.com~ blood and saliva flowed down the blade continuously.

Yakov is dead.

Chechen stood up from the ground, and fell to his knees again, staring at the sky.

The boy was expressing his gratitude to God, thanking God for finally letting himself take revenge.

At this time, the **** standing high in heaven seemed to feel something, and an angelic illusion appeared in front of Cheer Chendu's eyes. Under the leadership of the archangel Michael, his dead comrade-in-arms, Captain Franco stood in front of Chechen and smiled at him.

The chorus of angels sounded, and a song of victory was played.

Yelishei was the first to jump over the fence of the duel, he rushed to Cheerchen, and he hugged Cheerchen in his arms.

"Head, congratulations, congratulations." Yelishei exclaimed happily.

On the other side, the nobles of Tsarist Russia who were on the scene turned their eyes to Prince Alexei.

Although most people think that Yakov’s death under Chechen’s sword is more than guilty, the one who died today was after all a general of Tsarist Russia. They did not dare to reveal themselves until Prince Alexei said something. Idea.

Prince Alexei, who became the focus of everyone's attention, stared at Yakov, who was dead and kneeling, motionless at this time. The tip of the sword that penetrated his throat was shining in the sun, dazzling and cold.

The prince's expression is solemn, without happiness or anger, like a statue.

"His Royal Highness?"

Seeing that Prince Alexei hadn't spoken for a while, the bishop Philip on the side reminded the Prince in a low voice.

Among the people present, only the bishop has this identity.

Prince Alexei stood up, but he left without saying anything.

When everyone saw Prince Alexei doing this, after casting a glance at Cheerchen who was still kneeling on the ground, they followed the Prince and left one after another.