You and me under the world tree

In Midgard's traditional culture, the long whip symbolizes punishment.

And Etzel has the title of God's Whip.

Could it be that everything he did symbolized the punishment of the gods?

Staring at the flag with the simple whip symbol, Wittig thought a lot at this moment.

Although he felt that he should have made up his mind, every time he thought about it, he felt it was difficult to breathe.

"What a joke."

He gritted his teeth and said in a low voice.

"Why should I..."

Speaking of this, he suddenly paused for a moment, and then he suddenly turned his head to look at the thick and scarred city wall, as well as the tired but still ready soldiers standing above it.

"It should be us." Wittig said, "Why must we be a stepping stone for your insignificant feat."

Facing Wittig's angry questioning, Etzel did not respond immediately.

He just gently stroked the mane of his well-behaved war horse, and then he let out a long sigh.

"I want you to be a stepping stone, but the people behind you, those lords, and those high-level officials may have already reached some kind of deal."

"..."

This bloody fact was placed in front of Wittig, leaving him speechless, but at the same time, lingering anger and boredom emerged from the bottom of his heart.

"So, what's the use of you talking to me now?" Wittig said coldly.

"I just want you to think about it clearly, what are you staying here for?"

Etzel spoke up.

"In the past, you were pursuing fame, so you challenged the prince who has been famous for a long time as a commoner, and you even betrayed the tainted monarch without hesitation when you were deceived. These are all things you have done before. things."

Facing the words of the King of Hungary, Wittig's expression turned pale.

He couldn't argue, so he just kept listening.

"However, you, who once pursued the reputation of "pure white" without any stains, have now taken the initiative to deviate from the "correct" path in your eyes. It seems that you should have found something more important than the reputation you once pursued. things."

"..."

"You are staying here for the sake of the soldiers behind you, and the expectations and trust they placed in you."

"..."

Wittig didn't respond.

But Etzel knew that he had actually caught the weakness of the Holy Sword Warrior at this moment.

"If fighting broke out again, how long do you think they can last under my warriors?"

Before Wittig could continue to say something, Etzel continued to speak calmly.

"It may not be difficult to defend the eastern line of defense, but it seems that you should seek more things. You are waiting in front of the city gate alone. Maybe you want to use your own bravery to fight against our Hungarian warriors. For you In other words, as long as it causes the greatest loss to us...or even kills me directly, then we will have to retreat."

Seeing that the great king of Hungary said everything he had thought about, Wittig couldn't help but clenched the holy sword Mimeng in his hand.

"But have you ever considered that the confidence of the soldiers under your command is all based on fabricated lies? Guess if I directly disclosed the fact that they were abandoned, would they be able to maintain their morale? Will civil unrest break out?"

How could Wittig not have considered this kind of thing?

But what if you think about it?

Is it possible to break the jar?

"what on earth do you want……"

At this moment, the ugly holy sword warrior stared at the King of Hunlan riding on the horse.

"Surrender... I was going to say that, but I think you should refuse."

Staring at Wittig's extremely ugly expression, the King of Hunland said

"So, let's use the most primitive means to resolve this struggle. To be honest, I don't want my fighters to waste energy in this quagmire."

At this moment, Etzel had no intention of discussing it at all, so he just raised his voice.

"I intend to challenge the brave holy sword warrior Wittig to a one-on-one duel! The bet is the eastern defense line! If I win, you will give up this defense line, and I will allow you to retreat! If I lose, then The Goths only need to give 'compensation' war supplies, and the Hungarians will evacuate themselves!"

Under Wittig's vigilant eyes, the Hungarian ruler smiled wildly, and then threw the parchment scroll out of his hand.

"I believe you can make the right choice, warrior holding the holy sword."

"I... I accept this duel."

Staring at the content depicted on the parchment, Wittig gritted his teeth.

"This parchment is my meeting gift, so you don't need to give it to me. It's useless to me anyway, hahahahahahahahaha!"

The King of Hunlan laughed and left. The laughter was like the sound of a beast, which was deafening.

"Three days later! I'll wait for you at the bottom of this city! My sons and daughters, please share our food. I think the Gothic warriors are sallow and emaciated. I'm afraid they almost starved to death."

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The myths and legends of Wittig are quite contradictory. If you say he is scornful, he is indeed scornful, but if you say that he is scornful of his relatives, that may not be the case.

Legend has it that Wittig did betray his old master because of the so-called "glory" and "justice", but when he faced the old master again, he chose to throw himself into the sea, and he was unwilling to draw his sword against the old master again.

By the way, what I wrote in my article is 'I didn't want to kill a giant for a woman, I killed a giant to save the villagers'

This passage is the original content of the legend. After killing the giant, he ran away, and the king did not have time to introduce his daughter.

Chapter 59: The Battlefield of Injustice

In the end, a war that should have been recorded in history and became the final victory ended in this way.

The Hungarian cavalry army of [-] people has already approached the city. As long as the commanders of both sides give an order, or one side takes the lead, the war will break out quickly.

Anyone with a discerning eye like Hernberg can see that if a war breaks out, it will inevitably be an extremely miserable tug-of-war.

The Gothic side is destined to get no benefit, because the continuous harassment of monsters has already exhausted them.

Even with the thick walls, mass casualties are absolutely unavoidable.

But at the same time, the Hungarian side may not be able to completely gain the upper hand. After all, the city wall of the eastern defense line is too strong and thick. It is not easy to climb up the city wall or even completely occupy it.

In short, no matter from what point of view, Etzel's last proposal made Hernberg heave a sigh of relief.

At least, their king had avoided the impending casualties.

but……

"To be honest, I didn't expect Wittig to directly accept your duel proposal."

Just when Etzel rode his war horse back to his camp, Hernberg couldn't help but speak first.

"I originally thought that he should at least think about it for a while, because this kind of thing can't be rushed."

Perhaps it was because of reasons not involved, Hernberg was quite clear about this.

The so-called 'duel' is definitely not as simple as reducing casualties.

More importantly, it brings everything together on the 'gamble', and concentrates the pressure that should have been borne by the garrison on one person.

And more importantly, Hernberg felt that the conditions proposed by his king were not so easy to accept.

Because even if it wins, the Gothic Kingdom must pay the war compensation.

And if he loses, he will also become the eternal sinner of Gothic.

This is not a good deal by any means.

"Why, do you think Wittig doesn't have that kind of strength?"

"No, not really."

Seeing that his king brought the topic to the level of strength, Hernberg shook his head hastily.

He didn't question the Warriors' habits.

What's more, Wittig himself has already proved this point with his own strength.

"Wittig was indeed a mighty warrior."

After more than half a year of confrontation, anyone can see that the overall combat effectiveness of the Gothic fighters is actually not as good as their Hungarian warriors.

The reason why they can stick to the present is that on the one hand, Gothic's thick city wall has played an excellent protective role.

On the other hand, of course, it was because of the man named Wittig.

In the case of riding the tall descendant of the god horse, Skemin, he guarded the line of defense like a patron saint.

Because he can gallop around the city wall anytime and anywhere, and even ride a war horse and jump off the city wall.

To be honest, it was precisely because of Wittig's existence that the entire defense line caused a lot of trouble to Hungary's offensive.

"However, what I said has nothing to do with strength or anything, my lord, what Wittig has done..."

At this moment, Hernberg did not complete these words.

But Etzel also knew what he wanted to say.

"In short, he should not be a person who is willing to take risks."

"People change, Hernberg."

Facing the doubts from his subordinates, although Etzel didn't explain much, he still directly pointed out the key points.

"The purpose of that man standing there now is not for his own reputation, he is just to protect those fighters who are still fighting side by side with him."

Having said that, Etzel couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"Because of this reason, even if the lords in the Gothic Kingdom have already had a different heart, and even abandoned this huge frontier army formed by their fighters, he will not leave, because he knows that once he leaves , then the soldiers of this legion will no longer have anyone to rely on."

"Then now..."

"No one can accept being abandoned, let alone a group of legionnaires in the name of defending the kingdom, so no matter how harsh the conditions I put forward, he must agree."

"He's scared."

Hernberg also couldn't help sighing.

"Yes, he is afraid that if I directly announce a certain fact, causing turmoil and confusion in the army, he may not even be qualified to negotiate, so he can't do it if he doesn't agree."

Etzel just laughed.

"Wittig is an interesting man. In fact, deep down in his heart, there is no fixed loyalty and loyalty. The reason why he guards the eastern line of defense is to protect the residents behind the line of defense from being harassed by our Hungarians. , looting, and now, he is also fighting for his comrades."

The great king of Hungary just turned around.

At this moment, with his eyesight, he could still see the silhouette of the warrior who had returned to the city wall.

"To be honest, with Wittig's character, he will have a very hard life in his life, because he is destined to be unhappy at both ends."

"Yes."

"However, these have nothing to do with us. We ordered the entire army to retreat 20 miles, and we will set up camp on the spot. When the logistics troops arrive, we will send some cattle and sheep to our opponents."

"Would you like some 'seasoning'?"

"That's not necessary. There is no need to put any conspiracy on the table now, because Wittig is probably a headache right now."

Also as Etzel said.

After the complete withdrawal of the Hungarian Empire, Wittig gathered a large number of soldiers in front of him.

They asked those questions in a hurry.

Some of them blamed him for making claims, some asked him if he was confident, and some even felt that he should be able to continue bargaining with Hungary.

Because as far as common sense is concerned, the first party to propose a duel is Hungary.

To some, this meant that Hungary itself was not sure.

"There's really no need to settle this dispute with a duel."