I was a knight in the Middle Ages

Chapter 364: A draw, leaving without looking back

This fierce battle lasted extremely difficultly. Alpha and Alus continued to fight with swords. Every attack and defense was accompanied by huge risks.

Alpha's body was already covered with scars, with no less than dozens of wounds. Fresh red blood continued to seep out of the wounds, soaking his armor and clothes. He looked like a fighter who had walked out of a pool of blood.

However, the light magic power contained in Alpha's body was working at full capacity, like a warm and powerful current, quickly repairing the wounds on his body. Although he was in a mess at the moment, like a bloody man, these wounds did not have much substantial impact on his movements and combat capabilities under the effect of light magic.

On the other hand, Alus was also exhausted in this battle and was already panting. His chest was rising and falling violently, and sweat soaked his hair and back.

Faced with Alpha's seemingly clumsy but rock-solid defense and its cockroach-like tenacious vitality, Alus felt an irrepressible humiliation and anxiety in his heart.

Alus originally thought that with his strength as a silver knight, it would be easy to deal with Alpha, a bronze senior knight, but the current situation was far beyond his expectations. Alpha was like an indestructible cockroach, stubbornly surviving his attacks time and time again, which dealt a great blow to Alus's self-esteem.

Under this strong emotional stimulation, Alus finally decided to use his own life-saving method. He clenched his teeth, the fighting spirit in his body surged wildly, and his whole aura changed instantly.

This move, like an orc's frenzy, can increase his strength in a short period of time, but it also comes with extremely serious consequences. Once used, Alus' body will bear a huge burden and may even cause irreversible damage to himself.

"Kill!" Alus' eyes were red, and he let out a deafening roar. With this roar, his speed and strength suddenly increased, and he rushed towards Alpha like a black lightning. His figure left a trail of afterimages in the air, and the long sword in his hand flashed with a cold light, as if he wanted to completely devour Alpha.

Alpha was keenly aware of the change in Alus, and a strong threat of death instantly enveloped him. He could feel the powerful aura emanating from Alus at this moment, which was a dangerous signal that was fatal enough.

But Alpha did not retreat at all. He held the sword tightly in his hand and raised it high. There was an unyielding and determined light in his eyes, which was a desire for life and a belief that he would never bow to fate. At this moment, he knew that he had to survive this battle, no matter what the cost.

Alpha held up his sword, the little fighting spirit in his body struggling to burn like a dying flame. He clenched his teeth, his eyes fixed on Alus who was rushing towards him like black lightning, with only one thought in his mind: to persevere no matter what.

The attack of Alus after going berserk was as swift and fierce as a storm, and every swing of the sword carried a terrifying force that was enough to split mountains and rocks. Alpha tried his best to wave the sword of justice in his hand to block and dodge, but in the face of Alus's overwhelming power, his resistance became increasingly difficult.

"Bang!" With a loud bang, Alus's long sword hit Alpha's sword hard. The huge impact made Alpha's arm numb instantly, and he almost couldn't hold the weapon in his hand. Then, Alus's series of attacks followed one after another. Alpha's body continued to have new wounds, and blood spurted out like a fountain, gradually dyeing the ground under his feet red.

Although his body was riddled with wounds and his light magic had become weak due to excessive consumption, Alpha's eyes were still determined. He seized the opportunity and swung his sword fiercely. This sword condensed his last strength, carrying his desire for life and his persistence in victory. However, Alus's reaction speed and defense ability after going berserk were also extraordinary, and he easily avoided Alpha's attack.

Seeing this, Alus' eyes flashed with a cruel light. He shouted and attacked again. This time, Alpha could no longer dodge, and Alus's sword pierced his abdomen fiercely. Alpha's body shook violently, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, spraying on Alus's armor.

"No..." Alpha let out a weak roar, and he used up his last bit of strength to push away Alus's sword and continue fighting. But his body was no longer under his control, his legs began to weaken, and he was on the verge of collapse.

Alus looked at the shaky Alpha with a smug smile on his face. He suddenly pulled out his sword, and Alpha's body lost its support and fell backwards like a felled tree.

"I... haven't lost yet..." Alpha's lips trembled slightly, and he uttered a few words with difficulty. His consciousness gradually blurred, but the unyielding will in his heart still supported him tenaciously. The faces of his family members and the sacred temple of the Church of Light gradually appeared in front of his eyes. He knew that he couldn't fall down like this.

However, the pain in his body and the exhaustion of his strength finally overcame his will. Alpha's eyes slowly closed, and he fell heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of dust. The surrounding Crusaders cheered, cheering for Alus' victory, while Alus frowned slightly, with a complicated look in his eyes.

At this moment, the sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, and a flash of lightning streaked across the sky, as if expressing grief and anger for this brutal battle. Alpha lay quietly on the ground, blood constantly flowing from his wounds, dyeing the surrounding land a shocking red. His story seemed to have temporarily come to a tragic end.

"Trash is trash after all. You Knights of Light can only be stepping stones for us Holy Knights!" Alus panted, his face full of smugness, and laughed arrogantly, mocking Alpha who was lying on the ground without any concealment. The sharp laughter echoed in the camp, like a sharp blade, piercing everyone's eardrums.

However, Arus and Falter frowned at the same time. There was a trace of worry and dissatisfaction in their eyes. As experienced knights, they knew that if this was a real life-and-death duel, Arus would have died long ago.

Alus's carelessness at the beginning caused him to reveal his flaws many times during the battle. If his opponent had not been slightly weaker, he would not have been able to hold on until now.

But at this moment, this was a contest between the Holy Knights and the Light Knights, which concerned the dignity and face of their entire Knights Order, and the two of them could not afford to undermine Alus's morale at this time. In their eyes, in front of the balance of interests, the so-called justice and light seemed so insignificant and could only take a back seat.

Just as Alus was immersed in his wild laughter and wantonly mocking, an unexpected scene occurred. Alpha coughed violently and slowly stood up. His body was swaying, as if it would be easily blown down by a breeze at any time, but he stubbornly leaned on his sword and stood there stubbornly. Although the figure was in a mess, it exuded an awe-inspiring tenacity.

Alus's laughter stopped abruptly, and the smugness on his face instantly disappeared without a trace. He suddenly realized that he had overused his fighting spirit in order to win the battle just now, and now his body was completely hollowed out. If it weren't for the long sword in his hand, he wouldn't be able to stand up. And Alpha in front of him was still able to struggle to stand up, which made him feel scared and uneasy.

Alpha endured the severe pain in his body, concentrated his mind, and tried to gather the little fighting spirit left in his body, while activating the light magic. A ball of soft light slowly gathered in his palm, with warm and healing power, slowly spreading towards the shocking wound on his abdomen.

As the light surged, Alpha watched his wounds heal rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and a hint of excitement finally appeared on his originally pale face.

"This battle is a draw." Alpha's voice was weak but firm and powerful.

At this moment, Alpha resolutely chose dignity over life. He knew that even if he really defeated Alus, it would be difficult for him to survive in his current physical condition. Moreover, they were surrounded by the enemy, and their life and death were completely in the hands of the enemy.

"Falter." Just when Falter saw Alpha's actions and was about to take action to completely solve the problem, Arus interrupted his accumulation of strength in time.

Arus knew clearly that they should not escalate the conflict further. After all, this fight had already caused quite a stir, and if further complications arose, it would not be a good thing for them.

"The First Knights, immediately take your men to stop all enemies heading south, all for the holy war!" Arus gave orders loudly.

Of course, Arus would not let down his guard just because of Alpha's words. He would never allow these refugees to pass on the news that they were here. Although once the news was leaked, they could just go to the holy war area to continue fighting, but it was better to avoid unnecessary trouble.

Alpha summoned his warhorse, Shadow, who seemed to sense his master's weakness and approached Alpha docilely. Alpha climbed onto the warhorse with difficulty, and using up his last bit of strength, he raised the whip, and the warhorse galloped away like an arrow, quickly disappearing from the sight of the Crusader Knights, leaving Alus standing there alone, looking so lonely and helpless in the wind.

In this battle, Alus was confused. He didn't know whether he won, lost, or was it a draw as Alpha said. But everyone has a scale in their heart to measure the gains and losses of this battle, and the standard of this scale cannot deceive their true feelings.

In a vast and cold wasteland, the biting cold wind whistled like a knife, blowing up the remaining snow on the ground. Alpha was covered in blood. Jiying knew Alpha's condition and staggered back. The blood on his body was particularly glaring in the ice and snow. Seeing this scene, everyone's faces were full of worry. They hurriedly gathered around, their eyes full of concern and anxiety.

"Lord Alpha, how are you injured?" Graya spoke first, with a slight tremor in her voice.

Alpha was breathing heavily, his chest heaving violently. He waved his hands and said in a low but firm voice: "It's okay, everyone go north immediately." After that, he held on to his body and led everyone to continue moving forward towards the north with difficulty.

Graia looked at Alpha's shabby wolfskin coat, which was full of torn marks, and even exposed his skin in several places, and the cold wind was pouring in mercilessly. Her heart tightened, and she quickly took off her coat and quickly stepped forward to put it on Alpha.

Alpha was slightly startled, and a hint of warmth flashed in his eyes. This time he did not refuse, because at this moment his fighting spirit had been exhausted, and his body was gradually losing temperature in the biting cold wind. If he continued to be frozen like this, he could not predict how long he could hold on.

Alpha looked around at the crowd around him, and his heart sank. He found that the number of people around him was now much less than when he was rescued before, and there were only about a dozen people in total. "Where are the others?" Alpha's voice was filled with fatigue and confusion.

Graya stamped her feet angrily, her eyes full of anger: "Lord Alpha, you saved them, but they ran away without even saying thank you. It's so infuriating." As she spoke, she looked around, but those people had disappeared without a trace, leaving only a line of footprints in the snow.

Alpha sighed softly, without much anger on his face, but with a hint of helplessness in his eyes: "It's okay, we didn't save people to get thanks. But we must not go south now, those people will kill anyone who goes south without hesitation."

Alpha knew that this action was a misjudgment on his part. He originally thought that it was just a few scattered knights causing trouble, but after going deeper, he found that there was a big fish hidden behind it, and that force was simply beyond his control.

If Alpha had known this from the beginning, he would never have rushed forward. After all, Alpha was not the kind of person who would easily sacrifice his life for the so-called truth. Moreover, as he gained more and more, he became more cautious.

At this moment, a man walking with the woman he had rescued earlier asked cautiously with a worried look on his face, "Lord Alpha, you said those people will intercept us in the south? Is this true?"

Alpha nodded solemnly. "Yes, they will not let the news reach the jihad area in the south. Not only the south, but now I even feel that the north is not safe. We must leave here as soon as possible and cannot stay for a moment."

This time, Alpha had only one goal in mind, which was to walk all the way to the Oli area. Only in his own territory could he feel a sense of security.

After hearing what Alpha said, the man showed an anxious look on his face: "Many people are heading south, I have to go inform them." He was about to turn around and walk back. However, the woman next to him was quick and grabbed him.

Seeing this, Alpha reminded them loudly: "Everyone has his own destiny. Fortune and wealth are in the hands of God. Their choice cannot be changed. If you go back now, you will just die in vain."

Although Alpha reminded him, he did not stop them because he knew that if he were the leader of the other side, he would also issue the same order for the sake of profit. This had nothing to do with kindness, but was just the cruelty of reality.

The man was stunned for a moment, but finally gave up. He looked down at his wife and daughter, feeling helpless. He had nothing left now, as all his goods had been seized by the Crusaders. If he went back to die, his wife and daughter would lose their only support. He couldn't let this happen. He had to live, for his family.