Medieval Empire Soldier Chapter 143

   For Baron Draco's formation of the Knights, Francis, Adrian and many other knights under the Baron's command are supportive.

As Baron Draco, Laylen has seven knight fiefs that he can seal out, and if two villages have been divided out, five villages means Laylen still has five kingdom knights. The number of places, at least for now, the baron still directly belongs to most of the land in the territory.

  Many knights who came to Oak Town also saw the difference between the baronies, prosperous, quiet and peaceful, and the dark forces were almost extinct in the territory of the imperial heroes.

Therefore, everyone is jealous of the Knights of the Kingdom in the hands of Lallen, including Hector Goetz, a poor noble born in Sol Land. Family, Hector's primary goal is to regain a title and a fief.

   Obviously, Baron Draco, who holds the title of Hero of the Empire, gave him a crucial opportunity, a chance to revive the family, and Hector used his sword to fight for a fief for himself.

   On the second Sunday of March, the selections held at the Baron's Great Training Ground were officially held.

More and more people are flocking to the large training ground outside Oak Town, which is enough to accommodate hundreds or even nearly a thousand people. The temporary sheds and seats around the training ground are sold at high prices, with the seats closest to the Baron seat. The spectator seat of the game was even fired to a position of 20 gold coins by the foreign merchants of the empire.

These businessmen who are attracted by wealth all know that Baron Draco is devoted to the construction of the territory, and the gold coins invested in the construction of the territory are almost thrown out in bags. In this regard, the merchants hope that they can give the Baron Leaving a trace of impression, in order to take over a construction project, a large order, maybe one of them will become the next big businessman Ofran.

Overland, a fat businessman who gradually became prosperous by relying on the baronies, is now more out of shape, with a belly inlaid with an emerald belt, protruding like a big wine barrel, his face is full of smiles, happy. Hehe sat in the seat behind the baron's seat. This was a precious seat that the businessman Ofran had secretly bought for seventy gold coins, and he was envious of all his peers.

   As selected contestants, at least one hundred and fifty knights joined the competition.

On the side of the large training ground, the place where the roster was filled out was very crowded. Young and passionate knights kept shouting their names, reporting their names or the badges of their families. Two seats were erected at the main entrance of the training ground. After the stone tower, the affairs officer Pittman is presiding over the competition process. Sir Gavin is leading the halberd camp to maintain law and order. A long line of knights has passed the stone steps. At the back of the line, many people are standing on the grass anxiously. wait.

   In order to show their bravery, the knights are fully armed, black, silver, orange, and various knight plate armors have become a beautiful landscape.

Hector Goetz stood far away from the crowd, waiting for the fast-moving team. He was wearing the only blackboard armor with gold stripes that was handed down from his family. Grease takes care of the armor.

   "Baron!"

   "My lord!"

   "Thank you, Hero of the Empire!"

Laylen, Adrian, and Francis were present. They walked in from the main entrance of the big training ground. The appearance of the baron attracted the love and cheers of the local people. The crowd avoided a road and maintained the law and order for a long time. The halberdiers straightened up.

"The number of knights participating is far beyond my imagination. I began to doubt whether the entire competition could end in time." Halfway through, Laren stopped to look at the long team of knights, with kite shields on their backs, irises on their heads, or bright lights on their backs. Bright, or simply decorated, all kinds of knights made knightly salutes to the baron.

   "My baron, they all come here to see the heroes of the Empire!" Nicas-Francis said with a smile.

   "Really. Instead, I think most people's purpose is to run towards that fief." The baron raised his eyebrows, and after taking a look around, he continued to walk towards the spectator seats.

There were a total of 169 knights participating, and the number of people who finally chose to join the knights was only 35, which meant that three-quarters of them would be eliminated, which was even higher than the battle damage ratio of a medium-sized war. out many.

At this moment, Rosa Mina, a sorceress riding a white horse, also arrived. She was dressed lightly, wearing a light blue dress, a white cape on her shoulders, and long brown hair with sapphire hair. Hooped, holding a staff inlaid with magic spar.

   In the purity, there is a hint of dignified beauty.

   "Miss Rosamina." Laylen was a little surprised, and the baron said with a smile, "Are you also watching the knights fight? Or, to see the strength of a certain knight."

   "Baron." Rosamina smiled politely, her eyes turned to Francis behind Lallen, and the sorceress smiled sweetly: "Nice to see you again, Sir Francis."

   ".. um. I'm also very happy to meet you, Miss Rosamina." Francis smiled a little hurriedly, and then he stood there in a daze, lowered his eyes, and dared not look directly at the sorceress.

   Adrian's eyes lingered on the two of them, and then he showed a smile of understanding.

  Lyren also smiled. He would not challenge the special relationship between his subordinates in person. The baron broke the brief embarrassment and waved: "The selection will begin soon, Miss Rosamina, let's go together."

   "Yeah." The sorceress nodded lightly and glanced at Francis.

After Rosa Mina expressed her consent, Lallen said to Francis again: "In this case, there will always be unforeseen accidents in crowded places, Francis, you will be responsible for Miss Rosa Mina's safety. Bar."

".I see, Baron, please rest assured Miss Rosamina, leave your safety to me." Francis looked a little embarrassed, but he still nodded to the sorceress. Since the baron named him to be responsible, then he Nor do I intend to avoid it.

   A few minutes later, Baron Draco and his courtiers took the seats in the middle of the game. There were continuous cheers in the big training ground, and people had high respect and love for the Baron.

Laylen also noticed that there were dwarves sitting in many seats in the spectator seats. The bearded people brought several barrels of beer. They just came to enjoy the fun of the lively activities. The dwarves shouted and laughed. On the seats with sheds erected at the corners, there were four or five guys in hoods and cloaks, who were obviously wood elves.

"I didn't expect the wood elves to come to watch the game too." Laylen glanced at them thoughtfully, and at the same time called a few soldiers to maintain the law and order. The baron told them to keep some distance between the dwarves and the wood elves. Dwarves who drink high like to fight.

   Not long after, the affairs officer Pittman also came to the Baron's side. Lallen asked, "Is everything ready?"

   "It's ready, Baron, just waiting for your announcement." Pittman responded respectfully.

   "Okay." Lallen nodded. He got up and walked to the stage in front of the audience, pressing his hands on the wooden handrail decorated with garlands. The Baron's every move attracted warm cheers from the crowd.

  The participating knights stood in three rows under the wooden platform. They took off their knight helmets and revealed their faces. The knights' eyes were filled with a certain desire and expectation.

   "In the name of Charlemagne and Sigmar, I, Baron Draco, Redeemer Lyron-Wald hereby declare that the Tournament begins!"

   Hector Goetz stood in the queue of knights in the audience. After Baron Lallen's brief announcement began, he sank his heart and shouted secretly: "Start! For the Goetz family!"

With thunderous applause and surging cheers, after a sharp swan horn sounded, the participating knights opened their battles in the form of a roster draw, from foot battles, cavalry battles, spear duels, team duels, etc. The journey of titles and fiefs.

After a while, in the open space of the big training ground, there were more than a dozen duel fields surrounded by wooden fences. Lailun sat on the seat, held a glass of wine, and asked beside him, "Adrian, Do you have a better candidate?"

"There is one, Baron, his name is Cere-Lyle. He was born in a family that is a side branch of the Elector's bloodline in Tarabek. He often travels in the major provinces of the empire and destroys a lot of beastmen." Adri Ann Gentlely pointed Lallen where he said the Cavaliers were.

In that field, a knight wearing a kite helmet decorated with a bust of a stag and wielding a two-handed knight's great sword, every blow pushed his opponent back a step, looking at the momentum, it was only time for him to win. question.

Lailun's actual combat experience is very rich. He can see at a glance the extraordinaryness of the knight wielding the great sword. Every blow is spared, and the feint attack and the strong attack are mixed with each other. A little adjustment can save his own in battle. Life, the baron nodded: "It's really good, looking forward to his performance."

In the open space of the big training ground, the knights were defeated and eliminated from time to time, and there were also cheers of the winners. There is no doubt that every winner received the enthusiasm and praise of the crowd, and the commoners moved towards their favorite. The young knights threw their handkerchiefs, wreaths, and bodice to show their earnestness.

Compared with the kingdom of knights, the empire is more open culturally, and the laws do not restrict the love between nobles and commoners. For example, the great-grandmother of the mad Hou Marius-Randolph was once the daughter of a petty citizen. The legal shackles are still strict, but relatively speaking, they are not solidified. It is just that ordinary people need not only merits to climb to the top of power, but also a lot of coincidences and opportunities.

As for the defeated knights, there were a few who lost so badly that were valued by the merchants in the spectator seats. Their trade caravans often travel in dangerous areas, and the guards they need are very demanding in terms of hard power. The big knight with a hammer in his hand, the knight facing him held a long sword and a shield, but during the battle, the big knight smashed his shield, and he was finally defeated, but as soon as he got off the field, there were many The businessman's assistant handed over business cards and invitations and invited him to discuss in detail in the town.

   To be precise, this selection also provided a selection of multiple classes, and the most powerful group was naturally selected by the baron.

Francis came behind the baron with a sword in one hand, and his face was still marked by a smile. Francis noticed the eyes of the baron and Adrian looking at him, and hurriedly coughed a few times, looked squarely in the field and said, "Very Sorry for being late, baron."

   "Where's Miss Rosamina? She's back?" Laren asked with a smile.

"Uh yes, she returned halfway." Francis nodded helplessly, and he added, "I was worried that there would be some safety problems, so I escorted Miss Rosamina for a while before turning back. My Mistake, baron."

  The good security situation in Oak Town, Francis is probably the clearest, the pale explanation fell into the ears of the other two, which deepened the laughter of Lailun and Adrian.

   More than an hour later, in the venue of the big training ground.

  The warm sun of early spring shone on the earth, and Hector Goetz ushered in the second step battle.

"Riccardo of Midden, an expeditionary knight!" A knight with stubble stood in front of Hector, holding a two-handed warhammer like most Midden knights: "In the name of Uric , I will win!"

  The expedition knights are similar to the expedition knights in the knight kingdom. They are different from the latter. The former is stronger than the ranger knights, and slightly weaker or comparable to most of the kingdom knights. What they desire is more complicated, titles and money.

"Let's live up to my father's name!" Hector Goetz, in black armor with gold rim, raised his sword, and at the same time raised his hand and turned down the visor of his kite helmet. The red lion on his shield was glowing in the sun , the armor and the chainmail rubbed screechingly.

   With the sound of a swan horn, his duel on foot began.

In the knight battle, the one-handed warhammer is more advantageous than the sword and shield, but the strength of the two sides is not disparate. After a hasty observation, the expedition knight slowly approached Hector. He has already won a victory. This time, He still took the lead in attacking,

   "For Uric!" The expedition knight strode forward indifferently, raising his warhammer as high as ever.

   "Come on!" Hector used his long sword to slam his shield violently, flipping his elbows, and then he suddenly shortened, raised the shield diagonally, and used his entire body to withstand the force of the warhammer.

A heavy hammer had no effect, and the expedition knight at Midden had to deal with the recoil from his elbow. The shield bounced off the back of the warhammer. Just as the expedition knight stepped back to balance his body, Hector waved directly. The shield, with the iron-clad edge of the shield, slammed the opponent's kite helmet on the forehead. His strength was so good that the expedition knight took many steps backwards to slow down.

   The wonderful counterattack in the field undoubtedly attracted a lot of attention, and people cheered loudly for this wonderful strike.

"Where does the real attack come from, is it the long sword you can see? No, Riccardo, the real attack will only come from places you don't expect. This is learned from war!" Hector directly Sweeping the shield, deflected the opponent's warhammer, and struck him on the forehead repeatedly.

The expedition knight was dazed, and the counterattack swung by the warhammer became more and more incoherent, but Hector's attack became more and more fierce. All the expedition knights had to be forced to defend, and gradually, the continuous attack of sword and shield, the opponent has completely lost the initiative.

  In the end, Hector's iron boots knocked down the opponent, his sharp sword stopped by his neck, Hector took a deep breath and calmed down: "You lost, Riccardo!"

   The horn sounded to signify the end of the duel, and thunderous applause and cheers from the audience were dedicated to Hector Goetz, who took off his kite helmet and bowed deeply in the direction of Baron Draco.

   Looking at the back of the knight in black armor with gold rims leaving, Lallen narrowed his eyes, "I admire him."

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