Chapter 222 Masters compete with each other
Chapter 222 Masters compete with each other
It turned out that this time when Bestur leaned over to shoot the arrow, he did not just pull the bowstring and shoot as usual, but the moment his hand released the bowstring, his right hand holding the bow swung it, causing the arrow shaft to shake up and down and fly out.
When such an arrow hits the ground, it is not the arrowhead that hits the ground first, but the arrow shaft. The up and down shaking of the arrow shaft will prevent the arrow from sticking into the soil, but will instead be bounced off the ground and continue to fly forward for a distance. This is why Mathilde was shot in the calf.
It was only then that Mathilde remembered what her late husband had said to her:
"When masters fight, you can't use ordinary people's thinking to guess."
However, the situation at the moment did not allow her any time to regret. The first thing that came to her mind was how to stop the loss. She pulled out her left hand that was holding the shield, and changed the shield from the arm to the hand. At the same time, she squatted down, shook her right hand and swung a flying axe at Bestur.
The flying axe flew almost close to the ground, raising a trail of dust and smoke. It looked deadly and powerful. Bestur was horrified, and he quickly ran a few steps and then took a deep breath and leaped up to a height of nearly a person above the ground, barely avoiding the fate of having one of his legs almost cut off.
It turned out that when the flying axe was approaching Bestur, it suddenly raised its flying altitude, quite similar to the arrow he had just shot low to the ground. Mathilde's understanding and application of combat skills was astonishing.
After Bestur landed on the ground and took a few steps to stabilize his body, Mathilde had already cut off the arrow that pierced his calf and quickly bandaged it.
She stood shakily, holding a shield in her left hand and a throwing axe in her right hand, pointing one finger at Bestul in a provocative gesture, with blood still dripping from her bloody palms.
The audience was all moved by her strong fighting spirit, and some of them were unwilling to lose, so they shouted frantically:
"Kill! kill! kill..."
The resentment of thousands of people who wanted Bestur dead also made him feel very uncomfortable. After his face trembled a few times, he spat at the audience in dissatisfaction and muttered contemptuously:
"Tsk, what a bunch of rabble, all scum!"
After saying this, he did not hesitate, drew out his arrow and launched a long-range attack on Mathilde.
But Mathilde, who took it completely seriously, was no longer careless and did not give him any chance to succeed. No matter whether it was the ground arrows, the Yin-Yang arrows, the continuous arrows, the curved arrows, etc., they were all resolved by her one by one.
Mathilde would either use her shield to deflect the incoming arrows at an angle, or use the rotation of her body to drive the shield and knock the arrows off with the edge of the shield, or she would simply swing the throwing axe in her hand to directly chop down the arrows shot by Bestur.
In short, Bestur had shot all the more than 20 arrows in his quiver, but only caused two scratches on Mathilde's left upper arm and right ribs.
The shield she held was full of arrows. This kind of shield would usually be broken by five or six arrows at most when Bestur shot at it from the front, but it was still usable even with more than a dozen arrows stuck in Mathilde's hand, which showed her outstanding shield skills.
Seeing that Bestur had run out of arrows, Mathilde threw aside the shield in her hand, which had become heavy and useless. Then she handed the throwing axe in her right hand to her left hand, drew the long sword behind her back with her right hand, pointed at Bestur, and waited for him to fight.
Bestur originally wanted to move around for a while to see if there was any loophole he could exploit. He also wanted to let Mathilde bleed more from her wound and make her weaker so as to reduce the difficulty of his close attack. However, the audience was not stupid either. There were boos and insults everywhere.
Originally, for Bestur, it didn't matter how these scum on the field insulted him, because he had the mentality of a superior towards these people.
But it was precisely this mentality of a superior that allowed him to tolerate the abuse and insults from the audience, but not the contempt of those below him.
He was first chased all over the field by Mathilde, and then when she was injured, he only dared to shoot from a distance instead of fighting. The key point was that his opponent was a woman. At this time, except for Aix and others, seven out of ten people on the field looked down on him, and the other three were angry and looked down on him.
"Coward, wimp, cowardly rat, ballless, not a man..." and other such words kept coming to his ears. No matter how strong Bestur's mentality as a superior was, he couldn't help feeling ashamed and angry, and his face turned red. He simply put down his bow and quiver, drew his sword and held his shield, and strode towards Mathilde.
The biggest trap for a man is to prove himself. Originally, as long as he maintained his mentality, he could easily and safely win. It was his self-proving behavior that invisibly increased the difficulty of victory. Mathilde was just waiting for him to come and fight her.
Even though Mathilde is a woman, in terms of close combat strength, she is even stronger than Bestul.
First of all, in terms of body shape, she is 1.72 meters tall, slightly taller than Bestur who is only 1.7 meters tall. As a Nord, she not only has a rough character, but also a rough physique. Although she is just a woman, she is strong and powerful. In terms of physical fitness alone, she is slightly stronger than Bestur.
Secondly, in terms of talent, the Nords rely on infantry combat against the enemy, and their infantry combat ability is definitely better than that of the Kugit Bestur, who mainly relies on horseback combat. He went straight forward to fight Mathilde on foot, which was equivalent to using his disadvantage to her advantage, which was exactly what Mathilde wanted.
However, as a top-notch fighter, Bestur would never rush forward mindlessly. When he got close, he did not rush to attack. Instead, he circled around Mathilde carefully like a gray wolf, and only launched a sharp attack after a little thought.
He first used Mathilde's right leg, which was wounded by an arrow, as the axis, circling around and waiting for an opportunity to attack, and soon inflicted several new wounds on Mathilde, who was unable to cope.
Mathilde, who is good at close combat, is no pushover. She actively uses proactive attacks to resolve the passive situation. She first sweeps the long sword in her right hand in front of Bestur to slow down his movements, and then uses the axe in her left hand to chop it hard on the shield that Bestur has on his left arm.
The shields provided in this kind of arena were of the quality of disposable chopsticks. Although they were stronger than ordinary barrel shields, they were only so strong. They were far inferior to ordinary standard shields or even hardwood shields. When attacked by an axe specially used for chopping wood, coupled with Mathilde's strength far stronger than that of ordinary people, Bestur's shield was split in the middle with a "click".
Not only that, the remaining force of the axe also penetrated directly into the flesh, cutting a gash in his upper arm.
If it were an ordinary person, he would definitely retreat quickly to avoid being attacked by the opponent again, but Bestul would not do that, because he has Nana, the nano core machine, to rely on. As long as the injury is not fatal, he is not afraid.
In addition, he also had things that Aix had told him to do. Rather than saying that the two of them had fought to this point, it would be more accurate to say that he had deliberately left a flaw, allowing Mathilde to hit the shield with a strong axe, with the shield blocking the axe and thus limiting her attack.
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