In the Middle Ages, people drew cards to be promoted to nobility.

Hans is not easy to win unless he transforms into a werewolf.

Jeanne frowned.

She can sense the danger coming from the opponent's body. Even if she uses a magic-blocking gold weapon, which is a relatively flexible metal, it will be difficult to penetrate the opponent's defense and harm the body that can be restrained by the magic-blocking gold.

No, if Hans openly turns into a werewolf in public, I'm afraid this will not only fail to boost morale, but will actually make the soldiers doubt whether they can still be redeemed if they fight side by side with the 'monster'.

Lothar shook his head and said, the wolves in the giant ship world yesterday are not the same as the werewolves in this world, but their appearance is so similar that it cannot be explained.

Speaking of which, this guy should be considered a member of the Dragon Beast.

Lothar said.

The knight who fought against the enemy was filled with the aura of a dragon. At least like Balian, he had drank dragon blood potion and had a weak dragon blood flowing in his body.

Beasts with dragon blood are dragon beasts, and the same goes for humans with dragon blood. They can be called dragonborn, but they are essentially no different from dragon beasts.

Now, at the milestone of bathing in dragon blood, he has collected Earth Dragon (cast iron body), Sea Dragon (rising wind), Fusion Monster (dragon breath), Tyrannosaurus (Lord of the Volcano + Nirvana), Dragonborn (Immortal) Dragon Soul), Qi Luck Black Dragon (Qi Luck), the progress is already over half.

Compared with the unattainable goal of upgrading to the full level of the five-star template of level 70, so that the dragon bloodline can be advanced into the body of a true dragon, this path can improve one's strength in a short period of time.

Jeanne wondered: Even if it is, it's just a defective product. If you really want to pursue progress, you might as well beg Anna to prepare some dragon blood potion for you and give it to the death row prisoner directly. You can easily meet the milestone requirements.

Lothar nodded: Indeed. Let's take a closer look at how powerful this Saladin's dragonborn knight is.

In front of the Saracen Camp, a big green umbrella has been erected.

Under the umbrella, Saladin was wearing the set of golden scales and asked the black-robed spellcaster next to him with a relaxed expression: Master Shemail, who is opposite?

I don't know, but he is definitely not an ordinary noble knight.

Shemaier was sitting on a recliner, holding a yellowed ancient parchment book in his hand. Hearing Saladin's question, he only raised his eyelids slightly.

The battle that was about to take place in front of him was actually not very attractive to him.

Thorle was just his experiment, and he was infused with the blood of the Karelian dragon just so that when he fed his beloved pet, he could be regarded as a kindred spirit without being devoured by it.

He is not a Celtic druid who is good at taming beasts and can blend with the beast's soul, or a favored person of the evil god who uses the power of the evil god to confuse the mind of the evil god. His relationship with this Karelian dragon is more like Is a collaborator, a partner.

He can give the dragon sweeter and richer food, help the dragon capture other dragons, and improve its own bloodline. What the dragon has to pay is just some materials that are innocuous to itself and the protection of force. .

It's a win-win.

High dragons have their own wisdom and tough souls, and are not easily deceived.

Saladin asked again: Master Shemail, can you see any clues?

Master Shemeier shook his head and said: You have to wait until they actually fight to find out something - this Lothar can be friends with Anna from the Levant Wizards Association. He is probably a character of the same level. Just deal with it carefully.

Saladin was not annoyed with Master Shemail's attitude. The relationship between the two was not superior and subordinate.

The same is true for everyone.

Saladin provided the massive amounts of food, materials, and manpower Shemail needed.

Master Shemel provides his own force support.

Takidin on the side looked a little angry. He didn't like the attitude of this so-called spell caster. You must know that even among the Zoroastrian imams who have extraordinary power, Saladin still has a status like a favored one by the gods.

Saladin chuckled and said: Then let's see, Lothar. Who would have thought that the little character who caused trouble for me when he first arrived in the Holy Land under the name of Savoddin has now become a serious problem for me. ”

Hans crossed himself on his chest: Do you need me to wait until you finish praying before fighting?

Many Zoroastrian believers have to face the holy place to worship before a battle. Zoroastrianism has many rules and is even better than Christianity in many aspects. Some people have even made up legends that they can win in one fell swoop by attacking the enemy while they are worshiping.

No need, I only believe in my Lord Shemael.

The man's laughter was a little hoarse: Let's get started.

The two began to move their horses back.

Hans followed, and from the hands of the attendants watching the battle from behind, he took out the lance with the square flag attached to it - this was the indestructible equipment lance, and the square flag attached to it carried his personal Heraldic silver wolf head.

He put the kite shield's belt around his neck and forearm, raised the heavy iron spear, and turned to look at his opponent.

Torler was also well-dressed at this time, just like where he came from - the Neva Valley in Karelia. His equipment had a strong Russian and Viking style, and he was wearing a top-mounted Nogo with excellent visibility and poor defense. Man Helmet, with holes on the edge of the helmet, and chain armor cheek guards, and the body is wearing heavy, dark chain mail.

The mount under his crotch is obviously not an ordinary war horse. It has no vest or blouse. It has huge hooves and is carrying a full armor and no less than three hundred kilograms of weight. It still has a light gait.

Hans tapped his shield with his lance, signaling that the battle could begin.

Toller on the opposite side received the signal, and with a haha sound, the mount stepped forward and began the acceleration phase before charging.

The same goes for Hans.

The mount moved forward from a slow walk to a gallop, trot, and gallop.

The sound of wind filtered in through the gaps in the armor.

Hans knew that his lance was not as long as his opponent's lance. At the moment when the two were about to collide with everyone's attention, Hans turned his horse to the side. The iron shield in his hand was instantly hit by the opponent's lance, causing sawdust to fly. .

The iron frame of the shield shattered into iron bars and hit Hans' helmet, making a crisp metal collision sound.

The huge force made Hans feel like he was about to be thrown away, and the mount under his crotch let out an overwhelmed scream.

Hans tried to steady himself and murmured: Now, it's my turn.

Discarding the remains of the shield, Hans held the spear with both hands, ignoring the horse that was panting violently under his crotch, and turned around to kill Thorle again.

In the final analysis, this imperial-style lance is not suitable for lance charging. Only by holding it with both hands can it maximize its power.

Thorler obviously did not expect Hans to be able to catch his lance charge, but at this time, there was obviously no time for him to go back and change the lance. He took out the long sword from the sheath and attacked Hans. And up.

There is never so much fancy in a duel right away.

The two passed each other again.

Half of the wing was cut off from the winged helmet on Hans' head, and Toller's lance also slid past the locking plate on his ribs.

If he hadn't dodged in time, just one shot of the spear would have been enough to make him lose his fighting ability.