Today's weather was surprisingly good, and after 2 hours of the Cavaliers' single game, the sky was clear, and the ground that was wet by the rainstorm last night was basically no longer muddy. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoThe climate and ground are perfect for the Cavaliers, and as the final approaches, the crowd is getting more and more excited.

In the 4-in-2 match, the first game was played by the Rag Knight against the Royal Knight, and he was still riding the mare, which was a little panting. The tattered knight took a spear from the hand of his squire, who covered his head with a brown linen turban, and his black beard reached to his chest, which was a little shorter, but still strong.

"Your precious knight is really poor and sour, look at his squire, he is a very old, and he is a peasant at all. I don't know where it came from. Parker Bloom lifted his chin and said to Olaf, "But that kind of talent, even if he loses this fight, is still respectable." He's gone far enough. ”

The royal knight's horse started and sprinted, and he held the spear firmly and aimed it at the chest of the "tattered knight". The mare of the "Broken Knight" is swaying, and it is not as good as the royal horse in terms of size, not to mention speed. "The Rag Knight" waited for his opponent to rush forward, adjusted his posture and caught the blow with an oak shield. The royal knight's spear broke, and he replaced it with another one, and the second time he attacked, the "tattered knight" repeated his old trick, and instead of urging the horse to charge with all his might, he used his shield to block the spear that pierced him.

"What is he doing? Seems to be on the defensive?" said Krause, picking up a glass of wine.

"Damn, the guy in scrap brass and iron is already cowardly, the royal knight give it to me, idiot, pierce his breastplate!" His Majesty the Emperor shouted as he lowered his glass heavily, his cheeks slightly reddened, and his throat pulled out.

"Olaf, you kid will give me back with interest. I bet another 100 Reichsmarks and the Royal Knight won. Today I don't believe in evil. Philip, the master craftsman, pulled out a cloth bag.

"How much money did you bring today?" Olaf winked at Sebastian, "Could it be that you even took out your own money?"

"You have to take care of it!" Philip blushed and roared, "if my wife dares to talk more, I will give her a hammer." ”

"Then you are suitable to participate in the knight competition, the war hammer against the hammer, that is also the gap in equipment to make up for the strength. Olaf teased, "Okay, buy it and get away!"

This guy really thinks this is a casino. Sebastian was surprised that Olaf had been betting on the "Broken Knight" and winning every time, while Vincent von Lübeck was undecided, often betting between the "Broken Knight" and his opponent, winning or losing, but not making any money or losing money.

The Royal Knight made a third charge at the "Broken Knight", and the speed of the horse slowed down significantly. The "Tattered Knight" urged his horse forward, his shield blocked the spear, and in only one turn, his spear stabbed the rivet part of the Royal Knight's willow shield, and the Royal Knight was heard screaming, falling off his horse, and rolling on the ground with his left hand covered.

The audience erupted in applause and cheers.

"Wow-" Olaf smiled, grabbed a handful of Imperial Marks and threw them into the air, "I've made a lot of money!"

Philip grabbed his own hair, eager to pull it all out. Dior hung his head, long lost the confidence he had at the beginning, and awkwardly touched his pockets. Only the rich Duke Parker Bloom shrugged his shoulders and said that he wanted to press the final.

Sebastian cast an admiring look at the "Broken Knight" and said, "I think Fred Mann has a point, and with the same equipment, you can see the knight's skills better. "On the other hand, when the horses and equipment are inferior to others, the wandering knight relies on skill to defeat his opponent, and then win the honor, the bounty, the girl's heart, oh my God, this is really the bard's favorite! I bet that today's 'Tattered Knight' has become famous, and tomorrow, not tonight, there will be a Bard composing 'The Song of the Tattered Knight' for him." Olaf gushed and danced with excitement.

That bard is you. Sebastian wanted to laugh. He felt that Olaf was right, he admired the strong, but he admired the weak who did not admit defeat.

Not surprisingly, the Red Knight blocked the spear with his steel shield, which was broken, and with only one shot, he stabbed at the throat guard, and the spear stabbed into the poor Maynor Knight's neck, causing a scream. The death of the Maynor knight ended the 4-in-2 game.

When the knights of the final were resting in the preparation area, and when the defeated knights in the safety zone were taken away by the victors, most of them cried and lost a lot of things, bounties, equipment, weapons, honor, and future. The squire of the "Tattered Knight" smiled happily and dragged a large pile of equipment to greet the "Tattered Knight".

"The last bet, Olaf, who are you betting on?" Parker Bloom patted his purse, "Hey, are you still playing?"

"I don't believe in evil, and I can still win against the Red Knight with that scrap of copper and iron. The master craftsman groped his pockets, gritted his teeth, and took off his gold ring, "I'll bet on the red knight." ”

Olaf scratched his head and said to himself: "It's so embarrassing, I don't really want to play, I'll take it when I see it." ”

"I'm also betting on the Red Knights, 200 Reichsmarks, 10 to 1. Parker Bloom smiled, "Who?"

"Don't be a shrunken turtle. The master craftsman crossed his hands on his hips, "1 to 10, my ring and these changes, enough to be worth 200 Reichsmarks, who else wants to play?"

"1 to 10, if you lose, you will have to pay 2,000 Reichsmarks, the ring is gone, what are you going to pay?" the Minister of Justice glanced at the jade ring and gold necklace of the master craftsman, "Your wife has killed you." ”

"Fuck you crow's mouth, nerd! It's rare to beat the strong with the weak, let alone a one-on-one knight game. The master craftsman shouted.

Olaf counted the reichsmarks in the money bag and shook his head: "I don't have enough money to pay." ”

"Wait, do you really want to bet on the 'Rag Knight'?" Vincent von Lübeck looked at Olaf in surprise, "Take it when you see it, the weak will defeat the strong, and when you fight, you may be able to rely on surprise attacks, one-on-one games, enough hanging." ”

"I can lend you. Sebastian said, "How much worse?"

"That's more than 500 Reichsmarks. Olaf shook his purse and replied.

Sebastian took out his money bag, grabbed a large handful of money, and said, "I'll borrow you." ”

Bill Newton looked at the two of them, approached Sebastian, and whispered, "If I were you, persuade Olaf to bet on the Red Knights, then this time the bet would not work, and you would still have a little money to spend." He took out 200 Reichsmarks and threw them into the prize pool: "I'm betting on a draw." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone burst into laughter.

The Red Knight fought again, his squires young and energetic, each carrying a bundle of spears, each with five spears.

"It's spectacular. You say, where did the Red Knight come from? Parker Bloom stroked the back of his head, "At first glance, he looks like a knight raised by a rich family." It is not known who the supporters behind him are. ”

"When he wins the championship, it is time for him to take off his visor and kneel before His Majesty. What are you anxious about. Philip said dismissively, "I'm more concerned about how Olaf went back crying." ”

The "Tattered Knight" was now replaced with new equipment - the plate armor and chain mail that had been taken off the body of the vanquished, and he finally had a throat guard made of chain mail, and the cuirass was replaced by plate armor. The spears that had been captured came into his hands, and he weighed them and picked one.

"My God, looking at his poor and sour appearance, maybe in the end, he won't even have a spear, and he will surrender directly. Dio pointed to the preparation area, where the "tattered knight" had only a bundle of spears, and his squire blushed and dragged the spears to the ground.

The championship has finally begun. The shouts of the audience were like a tidal wave.

The horse under the crotch of the Red Knight is well-trained, starting, accelerating, and sprinting, the "Tattered Knight" urges the horse to accelerate, and both of them are very fast, the Red Knight's spear pierces the oak shield of the "Tattered Knight", and the spear of the "Tattered Knight" pierces the steel shield of the Red Knight, and the spears are broken. The two men adjusted their postures, each took a new spear from the attendant, and launched a second charge. This time the Red Knight stabbed the oak shield, and the oak shield and spear burst at the same time, and the spear of the "Tattered Knight" pierced through the gap in the steel shield and stabbed the red knight's breastplate.

"Damn it!" His Majesty the Emperor shouted, and stood up.

"Oh, a wandering knight and a mysterious rich knight are enough for the bard to sing praises for a long time. Olaf saw the Red Knight stabbed in the breastplate, clapped his hands and said, "I won!" but he was not too happy, and the front hooves of the mare of the "Broken Knight" fell to his knees, and if he had not reacted quickly and adjusted his position in time, his legs might have been crushed under the horse's body. On the other side, the Red Knight lost his balance on his horse and fell to the ground.

The Red Knight's squires ran up in terror, but the Red Knight waved his hand and struggled to get up from the ground, and he stood up.

"Hey, 10 to 1, I'll win!" Philip, the great craftsman, went to get the bet in the jackpot and was stopped by Sebastian. Sebastian lifted his chin: "It's not over yet. ”

The "Rag Knight" also got up and shook his head, and his mare struggled to get up, and he patted the horse on the back and let the horse go back on its own.

"His horse was finally exhausted. "If it weren't for his skill, which often wins in a round or two, his horse would have been tired." ”

The Red Knight drew his blunt sword and rushed forward. The "Tattered Knight" dodged a blow, the sword slashed on the shoulder armor of the Red Knight, the opponent did not show weakness, and immediately shot back, a sword slashed over, and the "Tattered Knight" crouched down to dodge a blow. The swords of the two collided with each other, and sometimes the plate armor was slashed by the tip of the sword, making a terrible piercing sound. The swordsmanship of the "Tattered Knight" is even more spicy, he slashes the red knight's face armor with a sword, the red knight shakes his body, he slashes again and again, and the red knight blocks the blow with an iron gauntlet. The Red Knight stabbed the "Tattered Knight" in the breastplate, and the plate armor was scratched by the blunt sword, and the "Tattered Knight" grabbed the sword with his iron gauntlet and struck the Red Knight on the knee with the blunt sword, causing the Red Knight to fall to his knees.

"Get up, damn it!" His Majesty the Emperor's face turned strange.

"His Majesty the Emperor has won the Red Knight?" Olaf wondered. The crowd shook their heads.

"He won't send the Imperial Guard Knight, pretending to be a red knight to compete, right? 1 million will be given in the end, it is up to him to decide. Dio lowered his voice and reasoned his way.

The "Tattered Knight" slashed the Red Knight's face armor with his sword, and the Red Knight gave up his sword, and the Iron Gauntlet grabbed the "Tattered Knight's" blunt sword, and then crashed into it, and both swords flew out. The Red Knight lay on the ground, and the "Rag Knight" lay on the ground.

"Looks like I won. Bill Newton laughed, and the faces of the others were uglier than crying.

The Red Knight stood up, and the "Rag Knight" rolled over to dodge a punch from the Red Knight, and the audience began to boo.

"He shouldn't have attacked an opponent lying on the ground, that wouldn't be in the spirit of the knight's game. Vincent von Lübeck shook his head.

"Well done! him!" His Majesty the Emperor clenched his hands into fists, and was so excited.

The "Rag Knight" used an iron gauntlet to block the Red Knight's attack, and the Red Knight did not stop amid the boos of the audience, and the "Rag Knight" kicked the Red Knight, got up, and when the Red Knight was about to get up, he smashed a punch on the side of the Red Knight's face armor, and then another on the front of the face armor.

"In the name of your emperor! stop me!" His Majesty the Emperor's loud voice, coupled with the voices of the royal guards and knights and the golden robes around him, finally overwhelmed the boos and cheers of the audience.

The "tattered knight" stopped and knelt before the emperor. When the Red Knight finally stood up, the squires removed his visor to examine his injuries, and everyone was stunned: the Red Knight had maroon hair and a slightly immature face, the Grand Prince, Blandett Rudolph.