Chapter 8: The Duel (20)

The time for a hundred-man duel was approaching, but Dante Yi obviously maintained his own rhythm and arranged the work.

When the time came to a few days before the duel was agreed, Ding Yi summoned Bayezet. In fact, the latter is really not a hostage, not only is it delicious to eat and drink, but it also has half an hour of teaching time every day. Therefore, Ding Yi taught someone to summon him up, and Bayezet did not panic. As soon as Ding saw him coming to salute, he asked him, "Pengsheng Mazhong, straighten up without support, what does this mean?" ”

"Back to the teacher's words, this is about the importance of a good growth environment. Teacher, can I learn math? I don't like this kind of philosophical stuff. "Bayezet prefers to study mathematics and yes, he is excited about it. Especially Qian Chujiu's guy was bored, and threw a few Olympiad math problems explained by Ding Yi in front of him to pretend to be forced, and Bayezette even proposed to Ding Yi several times that he wanted to learn mathematics, but unfortunately, his wish was impossible to achieve.

Ding said to him with a straight face: "You want to be a mathematician? No, if your father dies, then you will have to compete with your brothers for the right to be the heir, you will rule a country, what is the use of studying mathematics? Half of the "Analects" rules the world! You have to learn this "Persuasion" first, and then you can learn the "Analects". Listen, unless you're not going to fight for the heir seat, you can start learning math starting tomorrow. ”

Bayezet had no choice but to bow his head: "Then, forget it, the students follow the teacher's arrangement." ”

Of course, he can lie to Ding Yi, if he doesn't expect help from Ding Yi.

But before Ding Yi died, before he died in a duel, Bayezet would not have done such a thing. As long as Ding Yi is alive, then. Once the succession is contested, there is no doubt that this invincible Poseidon at sea. It can give him a great help. So he didn't plan to deceive Ding Yi, so as not to give Ding Yi an impression of distrust at that time.

Ding nodded and said to him, "Are you worried about your father?" ”

"Yes, teacher, but I'm also worried about the teacher at the same time." Bayezet said tactfully, "If the student's wishes are concerned, this is a duel that should not be held. But I know that it had to be held, because this was a promise made by the monarchs of both countries, and neither could afford to back down. ”

"Go back to Constantinople, take your retinue, and I'll send someone to escort you to Marseille and get on board. Then arrive at Constantine by sea. Assignments must be delivered on time, even after you arrive in Constantine. If I don't receive your assignment, then, I'll know you've been killed. No one can kill my students without paying the price. ”

Bayezet bowed deeply: "Yes, dear teacher. ”

He didn't ask Ding Yi why he would let him go back to Constantine at this time, nor did he ask why he had to hand in his homework.

Because he's smart enough. This was a signal, a signal that Ding Yi felt that he would definitely win the duel.

Even. After embarking in Marseille, the servant who went with Bayezid to Dingyi's side as a hostage asked him, "The duel between Poseidon and the Caliph should be counted today." Don't know who will win in the end? Aren't you worried? In your opinion, who was the last person standing? "He grew up with Bayezet, so between the talks. It's more plain, and there are a lot less rules.

Bayese leaned on the side of the boat and sneered, "Father is dead. I will get the whole Ottomans; If the teacher is dead, then I will have all of Egypt! Feel relieved. I will exile the female pharaoh to the canal governor's yamen, or let her go back to China. I don't plan to provoke this huge empire, and I don't plan to provoke the army of the Ming Dynasty, it is said that the teacher is the military soul of the Ming Dynasty, and I will go to Egypt as the teacher's most loyal student. ”

"What about the Canal Yamen? The Suez Canal's annual tax revenue profit ......"

Bayezid shook his head: "Don't even think about it, our interests are in the West." Be sure to ensure the interests of Da Ming and Xi Ming, and don't provoke them. In fact, the teacher is too impulsive, he is a hero, he should not start a duel with his father, he doesn't know how many infidels have been harvested under his father's knife! If he can wait a few years and transfer ten divisions of troops from Daming, then there is no need to have any duel with his father, and here in Asia Minor, we have to share the benefits with Ximing. ”

"It's a pity that he is a hero, and his hero's blood does not allow him to bow his head, not allow him to back down, and not allow him to submit."

"So he agreed, in what he was best at."

"The end of a hero is always tragic." Bayeselli summed it up like this.

Because there were sailors walking on the deck, he immediately stopped talking, he was not a hero, he never claimed to be a hero, he knew how to tolerate it, especially when his life was in the hands of others.

Even if the sailors made a loud bet: "I bet that within the Triad of the General Constitution, I will kill Mehmed II by the sword!" ”

And some people sneered disapprovingly: "You pickled goods, there is no reason to despise the army!" Only one together, if the enemy chief can survive it, your wine this month will be invited by Lao Tzu! ”

Bayezette still had a smile on his face, not only did he not refute, he was not even angry.

He looked to the west, in the direction of Paris, and at this time, it was time for the duel to begin.

From the Holy Rosian Empire to Castile, Aragon, Hungary, Venice and other countries, and even dukedoms and countdoms with a little strength, envoys were sent to watch the ceremony. It is not uncommon in Western society to have a duel about a fight, but when it comes to a duel between the kings of a country, it usually ends with one party shrinking its eggs and then finding an excuse to talk about it.

This kind of thing where the monarchs of both sides come to a third-party city with their escorts and really end up in a duel is definitely a grand event.

This plain outside Paris is a rare crowd of people, not only the citizens of Paris come to watch, but the magnates of various countries have long occupied the stands.

And the Duke of Burgundy, Charles the Bold, said to his daughter, who was wearing the armor of the cuirassiers of the Simen: "It's time for you to go home." ”

"No, Father! Did you know? Marguerite of Anjou has also joined, she has also become the knight of His Majesty, our ranks are growing, we will follow His Majesty, to conquer, to fight! "Mary did not have the reincarnation of Margaret of Anjou, nor the ambition of Isabella, who was no less than a man, and Christina, who was less than ten years old and the granddaughter of Frederick II, Elector of Saxony, was a simple admirer of Ding Yi, a naΓ―ve and fanatical fan.

Duke Charles was a little helpless, he didn't know how to persuade his daughter: "Poseidon will lose this duel, my angel." If he wasn't sure, he wouldn't have put the hundred-man duel in front. Listen, putting the hundred-man duel in front was chosen by Poseidon. As long as he wins this one, even if he admits defeat, it will only be a draw; But if he can't win this one, then he has to go into the dueling arena in order to protect his reputation, and he will die! Dead! Do you understand? My little angel. ”

"Then we will set out to the Ottomans, His Majesty is not only the emperor of the Western Ming, but also a saint canonized by the Holy See, and we will organize a crusade to avenge His Majesty!" Mary didn't care at all, the so-called crazy fan was nothing more than this, "Besides, nothing can stop Your Majesty!" Then she left Duke Charles' seat and returned to serve in front of Ding Yi.

The bold Charlie shook his head with a wry smile, and shrugged helplessly to the emissary of King Edward IV of England beside him: "Well, you are right. Just do it your way. "The Duke of Charles sent his own chamberlain to Ding Yi and made a request: it was hoped that during the duel, the female knight of the Emperor Ximing, Mary of Burgundy, would serve as a receptionist for the envoys of the Duke of Burgundy and the King of England.

And the emissary of the Elector of Saxony made the same request, but the object was changed to Christina of Saxony.

Castile, for their part, made the same request, and of course they wanted Isabella as a reception official.

"Your fathers don't think favorably of us, don't be angry, my knights." Ding Yi smiled at them and said, "This shows that they love you and are worried that if we, I, die in the duel, there will be a riot, and you, as my knights, I am afraid that there will be some damage." So, please face up to their affectionate love and don't make them sad. ”

Then he asked the three female knights to perform their functions as reception officials.

"Your Majesty, it is a nobleman who is loyal to me from Castile, and if it were my brother, he would not make such a request." These were the words Isabella whispered, "Great Majesty, no matter what happens, Isabella will always be your loyal knight, always." Then she did as Ding Yi had commanded, and headed for the seat of the Castille's messenger.

Margaret of Anjou stood beside Ding Yi in armor, and she said a little bitterly: "Your Majesty, I am the only one who will remain with you in the end." ”

"No, the British want you to come too, but I refused." Ding Yi smiled at her and said, which made Margaret feel a little better. Edward's emissary certainly wanted Ding Yi to hand her over, and he must have put forward conditions for this, and it was obvious that Ding Yi refused.

Amid the music, Louis XI himself announced the beginning of the duel.

The teams on both sides began to appear, but at this time, even many onlookers began to shake their heads: ", ** raised, Poseidon can't do it!" I'm finished, I put all my money and won in the cold winter! "You're just a pig, stupid pig, hahaha, don't you believe that you want to beat the Ottomans with me? Regret it! ”

Because the Ottoman soldiers beat their shields and shouted frantically, their armor leaves rattling, their blades glistening with cold light! On the other hand, the hundred-man phalanx on Ding Yi's side was silent, completely silent, like a sculpture, it looked like they were dummies on the training ground, while the Ottomans were practitioners, all they did was to wave the long knives in their hands and knock these dummies down! A low-hanging victory. (To be continued......)