Dozens of peasants who participated in a game, armed with all kinds of cold weapons or farm tools, and prepared for a bloody battle, did not want to pay attention to the dozen or so "strangers" who stayed on the sidelines. For them, even the collapse of the sky could not prevent them from using the weapons in their hands to kill another group of people.

Seeing that a battle was about to begin, Baldwin, a spear-armed guard, sat on his horse and glanced sideways at the Privy Counsellor of the Duke's Palace. The advisor took out a brown three-fingered leather glove from the saddlebag and put it on his right hand, and then took up the longbow that lay across the saddle. Then, he slowly pulled out a light arrow from the quiver behind him and placed it on the bowstring.

As Isabel got ready, she watched the changes in the arena and calmly asked the new guard beside her, "William Parr, tell me, how are you going to stop this battle from happening?" ”

It would be too much of a struggle for a young man who was born in Westmoreland, in the north, but grew up in the more socially tranquil county of Northampton, to stop a bloody private fight that he had almost never seen before, comparable to war. William Parr couldn't help but reach out and grasp the hilt of the cross-handed half-hand sword at his waist, and watched nervously at the two vicious peasants in front of him on his left.

"Your Excellency, I think that violence can only be solved by violence. Because it's... war, although the two sides involved in the war may be neighbors of the other side. ”

"Well, your advice isn't bad." Isabel raised her left arm and raised the longbow in the air, and the three fingers of her right hand clasped the bowstring and the tail of the light arrow on the bowstring, and quickly pulled the bowstring to the full bow, "William, if my trick doesn't work, then I can only send you to the field." ”

Isabelle's series of arrows and bows fell into William's eyes, and he was a little surprised by the next behavior of the Privy Counsellor, "Your Excellency, you plan to use the longbow to stop this war?" ”

"Maybe." As soon as she finished speaking, Isabel spread the three fingers of her right hand, and a light arrow suitable for long-range shooting flew into the sky like lightning.

"Brothers, whoever helped me kill this bastard, I will invite him to eat mutton and drink malt wine one day!" A middle-aged man of medium stature and rather savage-looking held a shield in his left hand and a short-handled single-edged battle axe in his right hand....... ”

Before the middle-aged man could take a step, he saw a light arrow shoot down in a parabolic shape from mid-air, pinpointing between two groups of men armed with weapons. The middle-aged man looked at the light arrow and hurriedly looked at the peasant brothers on the left and right, "Who did this?" ”

"Baldwin, follow me." Isabel, who carried the longbow on her body, saw this rare opportunity, and hurriedly whipped her horse and galloped towards the scene of the private fight.

"Your Excellency, what shall we do?" William's voice came from behind Isabel, as if he wanted to join the fight as well.

Opened by a spear-wielding guard, Isabel and the two quickly came to the clearing between the two groups of peasants. Pulling the reins, controlling the horses walking back and forth, he looked at the group on the left and right, "What are you doing?" Do you want your highness's land to be infiltrated by the blood of hatred? ”

"Hey, Buck, it's the lord's man." Next to the middle-aged man, a peasant with a one-handed sword craned his neck to look at the spear flag fluttering in the cool wind.

"Well, I've seen a young lady near the lord's castle." The middle-aged man holding the battle axe nodded, put down the battle axe in his hand and looked at his companion, "The lord sent someone, and it can't stop me from wanting to kill Arthurs." ”

Buck looked coldly at Arthurs and his accomplices standing opposite, and raised his right arm into the air and shouted, "Hey, Arthurs, truce." ”

Arthurs, the leader standing on the western side, nodded at Buck and whispered to his accomplices, "Do you want to find the lord's people to deal with this matter?" ”

The accomplice glanced at the three people standing in the middle of the field on horseback, "Well, Arthurs, I believe that the lord's people can administer justice for you. ”

In this way, the two groups of peasants, who were about to start fighting, temporarily laid down their weapons. When Buck and Arthurs approached the horses, Isabel looked at the two men dressed as peasants, and then at the weapons in their hands, "Farmers, put down your weapons first. ”

Buck didn't speak, just made eye contact with Arthurs before inserting the tomahawk back into a leather ring on the belt around his waist. Seeing that the other party had done so, Arthurs also took advantage of the situation and inserted his cross-handed half-handed sword back into its scabbard. Next, the two of them saluted and greeted Isabel who was riding on the horse, "Good day, miss." ”

"Tell me, what's going on? Why fight? Isabel sat upright on her horse and asked the two of them in a stern tone.

"Yes, miss, please wait for now." After the bearded Buck replied to Isabel, he looked at the enemy standing a step or two away with contempt, "Do you say it first, or do I say it first?" ”

"Let's talk first." Arthurs clasped his hands to his chest, unconcerned by the provocative gaze of his enemies.

At this time, William Parr and the other guards stood on horseback on the sidelines, and he kept his eyes on Isabelle. When he saw Buck and the others put down their weapons one after another, he quietly asked the guard holding a spear beside him, "Fast, Your Excellency won't be in any danger, right?" ”

Fast clubbed the end of his spear on the saddle of his right foot, and took the opportunity to relax his right arm, "It's hard to say, if your opinion doesn't satisfy these two men, there may be a fight." ”

"Fighting? Quick, quick, fast, fast, fast. William cried out at the thought of Isabel and Baldwin desperately resisting in the midst of dozens of peasants.

"Hahaha... Relax, you'll be fine. Fast, sitting on horseback, didn't look panicked.

"How do you know that these fierce peasants will not do anything to your Excellency?"

"William, your Excellency can come back safely every time you encounter this situation, don't worry."

"What if this time was different?"

After listening carefully to each of them without saying a word, Isabel soon learned why they were leading the others into an armed conflict. The reason was a sheep, a sheep that Buck believed to be his own, a sheep that had been stolen by Arthurs. Arthurs never admitted that he had stolen Buck's sheep, believing that Buck had framed him.

Both sides insist on their own words, and they both speak reasonably. Isabel sat on her horse and thought for a moment, "Barker, Arthurs, I think your dispute can only be resolved by the County Magistrate's Court, and let Your Excellency the Judge make a decision that satisfies you. ”