Power and Empire Chapter 120: Competition (1)
The loud trombone of "Woo" resounded through the sky. Over the oval-shaped "Wind of God" arena, long lord flags of various colors were fluttering in the wind. The predecessor of this big arena was the Japanese car. The racecourse of Ze, for the Knights Tournament, the Dardanelles family changed it into an arena,
The registration for this competitive competition takes two forms of competition, single player and group battle. Most of the people who report to the list of battles are some unowned knights or wandering knights, hoping to get ahead in this competitive competition and arouse the stands. The idea of the lords is to find a good future for their own. Those who sign up for group battles are the knights of the lords from all over the world. The superb teamwork and excellent tactics are what they value most
"Clang!" The three-meter spear in the hand of a knight slammed into the opponent's knight shield, making a muffled noise. The nobles in the stands cheered loudly for the beautiful block, and the fat man had already watched it. After a few games, I finally saw the doorway,
The rules of the knight single-player game are very rigid. Two knights with spears and shields draw a distance from each other, and then face each other holding their shields and start charging. The knights’ spears can only attack the opponent’s shield. Anyone attacking the opponent’s horse or below the shield The actions are all illegal, and then the two hit each other in a staggered way, then turn back, and then hit, often like this two or three times, the wooden shield in the hand will be released due to the violent impact, and only when the opponent's shield is knocked out will it happen. Allowed to attack the opponent’s body, but often after the shield is defeated, the opponent will choose to abstain,
The nobles in the stands are all invaded in the pleasure and shock caused by this violent impact. Often when the knights collide with each other, they will shout hoarse and shouts. The noble ladies in the stands are even more expressive. He’s crazy, and he keeps expressing his admiration for the winner, and he can even hear the shout of "I love XX". The fat man got goose bumps all over his body and couldn’t help muttering to himself
"A bunch of lunatics, a bunch of silly women!"
Since the day before yesterday, the fat man disturbed the good deeds of the Nisha family, the representatives of the business family gathered in Riva Cheze sent envoys to express their willingness to join the Zivadin Business Alliance. "
At the inauguration ceremony of the Merchants Federation attended by the Dardaniel Patriarch that day, there were only a few local representatives. The whole venue was miserable and unparalleled. In the end, the servants of the Nissah family had to be used to support the scene. It is said that Nissah After being scolded and scolded by the Dardanelles, the Marquis was dismissed from his position as the president of the Merchants’ Federation. This farce of the Merchants’ Federation ended with the defeat of the Nissar family.
, the mastermind who led to all of this has entered the VIP list of the Knights Athletic Conference held by the Dardanelles, but the position is a little bit worse. It is in the rightmost corner, and the one next to it is ordinary. Seat, if you don’t pay attention, it’s easy to take this old private room as an ordinary seat, and place the head of the largest army in the south in this inconspicuous corner. The Dardanelles’ revenge is obvious
"I didn’t know anything about VIP boxes!" The fat man was very calm about the retaliatory behavior of the Dardanelles. Instead, he asked the waiter to bring a sentence to the Dardanelles. The Neal family’s arrangements are very satisfied, and now I finally don’t have to smell the stench on the noble lords!"
For such a rogue lord, the Dardaniel family can only open one eye, close one eye, and only hope that the plague **** will leave soon, it’s best,
"What's the use of such flashy things? Could the enemy be so polite to you on the battlefield! What a silly idea of a bunch of boring aristocrats" "Fat guys really look down on this kind of performance than actual combat," Turning his head and asking Si Duhan next to him, "Can such a knight who only pursues fancy and chic styles be on the battlefield? "
" My lord has misunderstood it! In the Kingdom of Kyoto and the Kingdom of Knights, Swadian, the Knight Tournament is not like this. Except for not hurting precious horses, any other methods are allowed. There was a battle axe. It’s about the knight dismounting and fighting directly!” “Stuhan explained with embarrassment on his face next to him, “A fancy knight tournament like them is only possible in the exhibition match before the Kingdom Festival! "
"Hehe! That's it! It seems that the Japanese car really regards itself as a model of etiquette?" The fat man smiled mockingly, "Even the Cavaliers are so fancy, let's go and watch this kind of competition. Is wasting my precious time!"
The fat man shook his head disappointedly, stood up and prepared to leave the box, suddenly listening to the neat cheers of "Ksaster! Ksaster!" from the ordinary seats nearby, a tall soldier walked away. Entering the ordinary arena south of the arena, his naked upper body is covered with cyan tattoos, and his whole body is full of explosive power, like a cyan cheetah ready to attack at any time, with a two-meter long bow behind him. It’s impressive at a glance
"Barbarian Longbowman!" The fat man stopped, the naked longbowman, reminded the fat man of the tragic "Sahula Swamp Battle" he saw in the Nissah family. The barbarian warrior fighting with the snow country’s axe warrior with a longbow suddenly jumped off the wall carving
"It's the thorn hunter Ksister! I didn't expect that he would also participate in this competition!!" The Fatty's face changed slightly, "He is the hero of the southern mountain hunters, two meters in his hand. Rhinoceros horns and bows are said to be able to wear a knight’s steel armor at 100 meters*, but I never heard that he is a knight!"
"It’s not a knight’s mountain hunter! It’s a bit interesting." The fat man walked out of the VIP box and found a place to sit down on a nearby ordinary seat. Kesstai’s opponent was a walking knight with a two-handed sword, no All knights have horses. In order to obtain a precious war horse, many poor low-ranking knights often need to serve for more than ten years before they can be transferred to regular knights and are eligible to wear dovetails on their banners. Before that, they could only use their feet to follow the lord to fight, they are an important part of the lord’s elite heavy infantry
The two-handed sword knight was obviously frightened by the mountain-like shouts nearby. Even the fool knew that the great bow warrior standing fifty meters away was the protagonist of this game. His face was pale and muttered, "Calm, Calm down, Stoke, you are the strongest!"
"swish" a sharp whistle passed through his ear~IndoMTL.com~ At the moment when he was stunned, an arrow shot into the wall behind him almost sticking to his ear, and the rubble splashed, frightened. Stoke stooped to dodge subconsciously. This magical archery technique caused cheers in the stands.
"Fight! For glory!" Stoker still dashed forward. Everyone knows that the archer’s weakness is close combat. As long as he can rush close to the longbowman, his two-handed sword can definitely handle it. The opponent split in half
"Dang" a long arrow hit the two-handed sword in Stoke's hand from 40 meters away. The sharp and powerful arrow pierced the two-handed sword through a hole, and cheers came from the stands again,
"Kxastair! Kxastair!"
Even the fat man in the stands stood up in amazement, staring at Xaster, who was holding a two-meter long bow steadily in the field. The invincible momentum was hundreds of meters away, fat man. I can feel it too
"A master, definitely a master, 100 meters*The legend of wearing a knight's steel armor is definitely not a lie!"
Fatty has always wanted to form a long-distance support force. Although the crossbow is fierce, but the rate of fire is too low. He can shoot three arrows in one minute and is a skilled and experienced archer. Using ordinary bows and arrows has lethality and range defects. So when he saw a barbarian hunter with a two-meter bow, Fatty’s thoughts that he had been deeply buried were moved, "The barbarian longbow hunter is a good choice!"
This cruel arrow completely shattered Stoker’s final fantasy. Looking at the broken two-handed sword in his hand, his face was as gray as death. This is a warning from the opposite longbowman. If you go forward, you will not shoot through the sword It's easy
"I abstain!"
Stoke’s mind was blank, and with the last bit of strength he threw the white cloth representing abstention into the air,
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