The archery competition lasted until 1 p.m., when a nameless boy from the small village of Gascannik won the 100-step target shooting championship. Moody Bayer www.biquge.info who wrote "Fun" sent to ask him if he would like to get an errand in the Lord's Guard, and the boy, immersed in the surprise of good wine, beautiful women, and unexpected honors and large bounties, flatly refused the errand. Moody Bayer angrily asked the squire to step back, telling Sebastian and the others that there were better marksmen than that kid in the province of Gasganik, but they didn't come to the game, such as the Rangers.

Vincent von Lübeck shrugged his shoulders and was noncommittal to Moody Bayer's claims, while Olaf nodded in agreement that the no-name boy was too blind for Duke Bayer to be angry.

Bill smiled and told Sebastian that the Rangers wouldn't come to participate in this kind of competition, it would be a comparison between adults and children, not to mention that they would be guarding the Wall.

Sebastian then remembered that after the parade the other day, Olaf had said that the Rangers who had participated in the parade were impostors, and he had prevented Kagelon Young from exposing this. If Kajielun Young exposed the fake Ranger on the spot, His Majesty would be furious, and after the parade, he would slaughter Moody Bayer for bullying the king, which would lead to war. Or there is another possibility, His Majesty the Emperor knows that the Rangers are fake, and they are used to support the scene, and it will be Kajielun Young who will suffer at that time. In any case, Governor Kaselon Young was in the ground, and Sebastian privately felt that Olaf was more suitable to be prime minister.

There were about 40 people participating in the team competition, and Hans Barton, the "rag knight" in the morning, did not attend, and Sebastian felt that Hans's decision was wiser, and he must have gone to be happy somewhere now.

The rules of the team competition are simple: when playing, competitors can use blunt swords, spears, and flat-headed war hammers, which can greatly reduce the number of casualties. Fight until there is only one person left, and that person is the team champion.

The team event lasted two and a half hours, during which Sebastian was on his toll. Most of the participants in the team competition are wandering knights, freeriders, trainee knights who have just been canonized by the squire, and some are canonized knights who have not participated in the individual competition, and each of them only wants to make a name for themselves. They formed an alliance and fought in camps, and His Majesty the Emperor commanded a scattered group of canonized knights to break through the encirclement of the mixed knights, and he displayed his superior command skills on the battlefield.

"Assemble! Raise your spear and sprint!" His Majesty the Emperor, who was born with a good voice suitable for being a commander, swung his war hammer and the official knights slapped their horses forward. The formal knights straightened their spears and divided into three teams, one of which charged head-on into the mixed knights, and the other two attacked the left and right flanks of the mixed knights.

"His Majesty the Emperor was born to be a good fighter. "Bill Newton changed into a dress that still smelled of mint spice.

Empress Ivana's face was slightly red, her beautiful eyes shone with a strange light, and she whispered to Sebastian: "It reminds me of the first time I saw him, he now seems to be back to his youth, so brave and domineering." ”

"My father and brother are so powerful. The second prince said dryly, then coughed, raised his head and said to the queen, "Queen Mother, I also want to practice swords." ”

Empress Ivana was unexpectedly not annoyed, touched the head of the second prince, and returned her attention to the venue.

His Majesty the Emperor was dressed in pure white full-body armor, and he was also wearing an exaggerated pure white cloak, and the problem was that his fat belly, which had just been stretched open by a blacksmith, was put in alive and tied with a belt, which made him look like a white bear. He roared and rushed to one of the freeriders, his hammer colliding with his blunt sword, and he spotted the gap between his attack's attacks and slammed his opponent in the chest, knocking him off his horse.

The Grand Prince, still dressed in the equipment of a red knight and wearing a red cloak, was as skilled with his spear as a seasoned knight, and with a single blow he stabbed a wandering knight, turned his horse's head, and charged at another enemy.

"The father and son are really alike, they look alike and have a good figure, Your Majesty was also very strong when he was young, and they both had great strength. Olaf exclaimed.

The ground was filled with dirt and shouts of killing. The alliance composed of those mixed knights fought together for a while, and there was infighting for a while, and those canonized knights were no better, and they were all red-eyed. Some riders had their feet stuck in the stirrups and hung upside down on the ground, dragged by their own horses, and many were knocked to the ground, and they were able to take out blunt swords and war hammers and fight on the ground. The horses fled in all directions, neighing from time to time. His Majesty's roar was still the same, his shield in one hand, and although the war hammer was flat-headed, under his brute force, the people who were hit by the war hammer were miserable enough. A freerider sneaked up on His Majesty the Emperor, and the knight of the canonization beside him blocked the attack for the Emperor, and the freerider's helmet was firmly hit by the hammer, and he was crooked and paralyzed. The eldest prince also followed his father's example, roaring and holding a huge blunt sword, fearless. A knight rushed up, and the eldest prince, after dodging the knight's spear, leaped high and smashed the opponent off his horse with a giant sword.

"Look, Your Majesty is smiling! Your Majesty is smiling so happily!" said Scholar Winston, pointing to the venue, "Your Majesty's majesty has not diminished, and he is enjoying the fun of battle!"

"This reminds me of the civil strife in the Empire, which was the history of the Empire for many years, the first Emperor Nicklaus pacified the rebels in the old town, the rebels occupied the hill, the Imperial army could not be attacked for a long time, and the casualties were heavy, the first emperor charged ahead, the war hammer, dancing vigorously, killing the leader of the rebel army with a few hammers, and the morale was greatly boosted. Commander-in-Chief Ludwig narrowed his eyes, "His Majesty the Emperor is also a good wield of a war hammer. ”

"Yes, Your Majesty and the Great Prince, they are the symbols of the Empire," the Empress stood up, raised her hands, and said, "They are as strong as giants, and they are as brave as lions!

The crowd shouted, and as they led, the audience in the entire arena was shouting and roaring, as if watching the emperor and the prince kill the enemy.

The great prince's giant sword danced vigorously, and he used his sword to parry the attacks of the two people. His Majesty the Emperor knocked over one of them with a hammer and laughed, and the Great Prince also laughed. In the venue, the emperor and the prince were enemies of each other, and the two organized separate attacks on each other.

It's almost over, and there are fewer and fewer people in the venue. Sebastian found that his hands were so painful, he didn't know when he clenched his fists, and his palms were full of sweat. He shouted along with the crowd, but it wasn't cheering, it was more of a prayer. God of War, please protect Your Majesty and the prince are invincible!

Two freeriders rushed towards the Emperor, one attacking on the left side of the Emperor, who blocked the sword with his shield, and the other on the right side of the Emperor, who parried with a war hammer. The emperor knocked down 1 person with a shield. At this time, the eldest prince cut down the canonized knights beside the emperor, and the giant sword slashed at the emperor. The Emperor and the Grand Prince confronted each other directly, sparks erupted from the greatsword and the hammer, and the sound of weapons clashing made Sebastian shudder.

The greatsword slashed at the emperor's helmet, Sebastian noticed that the great prince avoided the part without helmet protection every time, His Majesty the emperor kept blocking with his shield and parrying with a war hammer, he suddenly fell to his knees, the greatsword slashed his breastplate, the emperor fell on his back, and the great prince immediately rushed up and pressed the emperor with his knees.

With the fall of His Majesty the Emperor, the people around him stopped attacking. Sebastian breathed a sigh of relief.

The Great Prince won! The Great Prince won and became the first member of the royal family in history to win the team competition! His Majesty the Emperor deliberately exposed his flaws and lost to the Great Prince. He wants to give honor to his precious son. Sebasti knew with peace of mind that this was the best outcome: the result that His Majesty the Emperor wanted, the outcome that the Grand Prince wanted. The empire has produced another teenage hero, a member of the royal family who has created a new history. His Majesty will definitely redouble his love for him and canonize him as the crown prince, and in the future, the great Lieutenant General of the great Emperor Brandt Rudolph, the orthodox heir of the great Kingdom of Gusselwice, the immortal Rhodes Empire, will record such a stroke: At the age of 16, he participated in the knightly competition of the centennial celebration of the empire, covered his true identity with red armor and red cloak, incarnated as a red knight, and became a double champion in both individual and team competitions.

Sebastian and Olaf looked at each other and smiled. Yes, bards love to die like this, and of course, don't let a third-rate poet like Olaf write the lyrics.

Everyone cheered, and the great prince threw away his giant sword, clenched his hands into fists, stretched out to the sky, and shouted to the audience. The audience responded with enthusiastic applause, whistles and cheers.

It's over, it's over, it's over. Sebastian suddenly felt weak, and after months of worry, he finally sat down weakly like a lamp that had run out of oil. Even though I was physically and mentally exhausted, joy still welled up in my heart. I'm going to ask Your Majesty for a long leave, where can I go to sketch?

At this moment, the cheers suddenly turned into exclamations. A free rider rode his horse, and the horse, frightened, broke loose and rushed towards the Grand Prince, knocking him several meters away. The freerider fell off his horse and was stomped in the abdomen by the horse's hooves, killing him instantly. The emperor got up from the ground with difficulty, and fell down again, his cuirass had been propped up with iron pliers and fixed with a belt, but at some point, the belt broke, and the cuirass hung on his chest, and the sword of the great prince struck the emperor in the abdomen, which was not protected by the cuirass, and the abdomen was gurgling and bleeding.

Empress Ivana screamed and fainted, the second prince was at a loss, crying and screaming, and the scholar hugged the second prince tightly. The arena was in chaos, with cries, shouts, screams, and the neighing of horses coming from all directions, and the flow of people pouring out of the arena's gates like a flood, and countless people were trampled on.

Sebastian's mind went blank, and he shouted with the last of his strength, "Help—"