I silently listened to the conversation between the two people, and in a blink of an eye, I caught a glimpse of the Duke of Normandy's seat was empty, and I didn't know where I went, so I subconsciously searched in the venue, and finally in the corner of the arena, I found Duke Richard, who was talking to his participating knights.

"You have so much confidence in your men, Lord Count?"

Count Baudouin smiled and put down his knife, leaned out and asked me, "Aren't you going to set up tactics?" Knowing that the winning team will receive a relief armor crafted by Italy's best craftsmen, which is a priceless treasure, are you really rich and unimpressed by this floating wealth? ”

"So you can still improvise tactics? Forgive me for being so unheard. ”

I nodded gratefully at Count Baudouin, thanking him for his kind reminder.

"But for me, compared to rare armor, it is my heartfelt prayer that my men can bring a little joy to you in battle, the great Earl."

"You're so empathetic."

The Count of Baudouin stroked his beard with satisfaction, and said that he was very pleased with my compliment, and his round belly was accentuated by the belt.

"Excuse me."

I got up and said goodbye to the Count Baudouin, and immediately went down to the field, and found the three Kohler men who were gathered to rest, and they obviously did not expect me to appear, and thought that something great had happened, and all of them reflexively came around and asked, especially Hans, who almost put his whole body on me.

"Did something happen? Why are you here, my lord? ”

As the core of the leadership of the three, Kohler asked as he stabilized the excitement of his teammates.

I waved my hand and said, "It's nothing, come and see you, you played very well in the front, and finally entered the final, and proved the strength of Nijmegen with your performance, now I don't think it's difficult to become a celebrity." ”

"That group of waste wood is not our enemy at all, you can easily defeat it with three strikes and five divided by two, I have just warmed up!" The bull picked up his huge battle axe and said with a smile.

"I'm glad to see your confidence, but I don't want it to swell into irrepressible complacency, and I want to focus on the enemies you're about to face."

I rolled my eyes at the tiger-headed bull, and then pointed to the Normans in the corner and said: "These Normans are strong, all of them are big evil stars killed in the sea of corpses and blood, they have rich experience in actual combat, and they are all knights with mining estates, especially the middle one, I believe you have all seen it in the battle, he is the core of the entire offensive team, and he is a muscular man who can carry the top but does not rely on brute force to win." ”

The bull spat disdainfully on the ground, rubbed his rough palms, and swore to pat his chest and promise: "Give me this brute bull to see how I beat him so that he doesn't even know his mother." ”

"Bastard!"

I twitched the bull's back hard, and said to them in a low voice: "That Duke Richard of Normandy, who has been unpleasant to me since the beginning of the fight, has humiliated me several times in front of many great nobles, and it is said that he also came to ask for marriage this time, it is our opponent, it is time for him to see the true strength of Nijmegen." I don't care about the battle, as long as the result is that you defeat the Norsemen in Normandy, dedicate the laurels of victory at my feet, and take this opportunity to ridicule the black duke who has no one in his eyes, understand? ”

Khloe stared thoughtfully at the huge back of the swaying Norman not far away, nodding, he was always under the protection of the bull in the battle ahead, using flexible running and accurate archery to kill and injure the enemy again and again.

If it weren't for the fairness of the game, every arrow would have been pulled out, and it would not just be the opponent's eyes that would have been injured, but their lives.

"This time, let's give up the war horses and all change to foot fighting, and the three of them are each other's horns, don't fight separately."

Kohler brought a few people in front of him, took a straw stick and scratched on the ground: "The bull is the core of the attack, in the middle position, Hans and I protect the two wings of the bull on the left and right, and at the same time wait for the opportunity to launch a counterattack, the three of them overlap forward, but always ensure that the bull can devote himself to the attack without worrying about his own defense." ”

"Are you sure you will win?" I looked at Kohler and asked uncomfortedly.

"Tell you the truth, my lord, I assure God, no!"

Kohler shrugged helplessly: "Those Normans look like they are possessed by the devil on the battlefield, completely rampage and uncontrollable, even the strongest castle seems to be pushed down by them." ”

Just as I was about to continue asking, the gong sounded to represent the start of the game, and I had to leave the competition area, and the Duke of Normandy bowed to me from a distance, with that kind of underwhelming expression on his face, and I pretended not to see it, and gave a middle finger in private in indignation.

Returning to his seat, Duke Richard leaned over and pointed to the warriors who were preparing on both sides of the venue, and said proudly: "In fact, your knights are also among the best brave, but today you will be buried under the mouth of a lion from Normandy, I feel sorry for you, otherwise, I will invite you to a banquet in the evening, and discuss the matter of compensation appropriately, I don't know what the Earl thinks?" ”

I smiled slightly, stared at his blue eyes-for-tat, and sneered at each other with a smile: "Okay, I'd be happy to attend, but let's let Nijmegen preside over this banquet, after all, we are talking about Norman warriors who are about to become the ghosts of the sword, what do you say?" ”

Duke Richard's face darkened instantly, and I saw him sit back in his position stiffly, pursing his lips and looking at the scene in the arena without saying a word.

The squire walked up to Count Baudouin and asked if he could start the game, the count nodded, stood up and raised his glass to bless every knight who participated in the final: "You have proved that you are worthy of the reputation of a warrior of Christ through the previous battles, now please use all your strength to push this wonderful game to the supreme Father, God bless all the warriors!" ”

"Amen!"

Everyone in the hall whispered in response, drew crosses on their chests, and prayed for the knights who had attracted their attention, especially the noble women who did not know when, reappeared in the field, and before they had time to straighten their scattered sideburns and belts, they sat down in the best position of view, and stared at their favorite prince charming with their hands folded, as if they would be torn apart by a monster-like enemy in the blink of an eye.

"I'm optimistic about a few of your men, they seem to be in a Roman attack formation, which is really rare in a duel match."

Count Baudouin, ignoring the Duke of Normandy's angry eyes, who had frequently expressed displeasure, said to me with a smile: "May the Lord bless the knights of Nijmegen." ”

"Thank you so much for your favor, which has flattered us all, and if I could, I would like to dedicate you to the victory that is coming, because only the true king is worthy of the crown of victory."

"The real king?"

The Count of Baudouin stroked his long beard again, his eyes narrowed into a thin slit: "I really like your directness more and more. ”

With a loud gong and a tsunami of applause and screams from the audience, the official competition finally began, and it was the real highlight of the day, a crucial moment for everyone to wait for.

There is no doubt that there will be those who will fall by the sword of their opponents on the road to supreme glory, but the victor will soon enjoy extraordinary adoration and cheering, and of course, the enthusiastic embraces of the girls, and under the cover of the bright moonlight, it will be a great carnival that does not distinguish between the other.

In the eyes of the Orthodox Church, this is still a ** custom that maintains the barbaric pagan tradition, but who cares?

Alcohol, barbecue and extreme indulgence, just think about it is exciting blood gushing, this is a God-given feast of life, even the parents of the girls will not be in this night of fun, their baby daughter in the house, so, every corner can be seen, like a snake entangled**, the air is filled with drowsy taste.

The two teams participating in the finals entered the arena from different passages, and they walked to the center of the court step by step, receiving the enthusiastic cheers and kisses of the audience.

Just like the citizens of ancient Rome who loved gladiator performances, the people of these Frankish countries also worshipped the invincible strong, and the women were equally happy to throw themselves into the arms of such heroes, and accept stronger genes to create the next generation.

Kohler and the others all chose to fight on foot, except for the bull, who still used his battle axe, both of them carried spears and round shields, and carried spare small hand axes on their backs.

The close-fitting half-cut chain mail replaces the fish scale armor that imprisons the body's movement, and the short shirt is paired with leather pants, which is more suitable for flexible running positions and choosing the timing of battle.

Although most people don't think so, they will only cheer for the victor, and the victor should be the better equipped side, and besides, how can three imps from Nijmegen defeat the descendants of the Vikings who haunt the dreams of the coastal inhabitants like devils? Come on, where Nijmegen is, I'm afraid even the most learned clergyman can't tell.

The three knights who fought in Normandy were all from noble families, and the so-called nobility was only the descendants of those who plundered relatively much gold in the great wave of Viking infestation hundreds of years ago, and they were the first to own the land and the titles that came with it than their old brothers who lived in the poor ravines of Northern Europe, and then passed them on from generation to generation.

After abandoning his Odin faith and believing that he had been immersed in ink for a long time, if anyone was lucky enough to marry a noble princess of Frankish destiny, then his family would be able to claim that its history dates back to Merovingianism, perhaps earlier, but it would be just a little more gold to silence the greedy mouths of the court clerks and clergy.

(End of chapter)