Chapter 299: Wild Dogs
Before Belun fought the Charr, Berun would never believe that a transcendent warrior who was skilled in the art of knightly duels would lose to the Charr as a hunter, because he had participated in countless knightly jousts similar to this in Nasser, and he did not know how many noble and powerful real knights he had defeated.
What is Charles? Does he know how many kinds of spear heads there are? Does he know what kind of armor is best for knightly stabs? Has he learned the seven most elegant thrust stances?
He was just a hairy boy who looked young and handsome and won the favor of the county lord, and he didn't even have the courage to brave and forget his chivalry and duel, otherwise how could he have come back from Sbaya in a gloomy way?
Béruhn confidently played a passionate horseback stab with Charles, and after a round, the two misered the horses, and the elegant Berun vomited blood, and his body was crooked and almost fell off his horse.
"Rude madman! Not worthy of a duel with me! I've shown enough bravery in the face of hundreds of knights, I'm leaving!"
Béruen instantly found a reason for himself to retreat, his white horse was very powerful, he was sure to get out of the battle in style, and then returned to Nasser, using what he saw today as a capital to show off at the banquet of the nobles.
But before his crooked body could regain stability, he heard the sound of horses' hooves in front of him, and when he looked up, he saw a young man who was only seventeen or eighteen years old excitedly stabbing at his beloved war horse.
The boy is Charles' personal knight Brut, and he and Bourne and others are trying to chase after Charles, but his war horses are better and faster than others', so he follows Charr the most, just catching Berun, who was beaten by his own lord and vomiting blood.
Brut is a pure knight's son, who has received orthodox knightly training since he was a child, and is very familiar with the training game between nobles such as riding a horse and stabbing at high speed.
However, instead of stabbing Béruhn, who was crooked, he stabbed at the lower part of the neck of the opponent's horse, where the horse's armor was combined, and although it was also protected by a thin horse armor, it was just a matter of using a little more strength for an extraordinary warrior.
"Poof!"
"Boom!"
Brut's thrusting technique is good, and he accurately stabbed the gap in the horse armor on the high-speed galloping warhorse, and his wrist stabbed and shook and loosened, stirring up a big wound, and scarlet horse blood spurted out instantly.
"Hahaha!"
Brut is very proud, the tip of the three-meter-long riding spear is trembling when running at high speed, but it is not so easy to stab the precise target, he can hit the luck with one hit is also quite good, and he can use the riding spear to instantly expand the wound on the horse's body, which can only be done by the strength and speed of the transcendent.
Berun's horse was hit hard, and his front legs fell to the ground as soon as he was weak, and Berun, who was already seriously injured, could no longer support being thrown off the horse and fell into a.
"Rantle!"
Unable to maintain his aristocratic demeanor any longer, Berun screamed and called the names of the royal knights, asking them to hurry up and save him.
But what he didn't know was that the two royal knights were no better off than him at this time.
Charles slammed a shot at Berun's back, and he knew by his hand that he had little power to resist, so he didn't care about the Count of, and rushed towards the two royal knights.
The two royal knights were originally following behind Belun, and they were all shocked and gasped when they saw Charles gently and skillfully knock Berun to the ground.
Béruen is arrogant, lustful, greedy, and very annoying, but he is a real seventh-rank transcendent warrior, and he is in the field of knight versus stab duel that he is best at, how could he be so cleanly overturned?
Could it be that Marquis Shire is hiding his strength? He is not an eighth-rank spirit hunter at all, but a higher-rank transcendent?
Either way, both royal knights have to make a difficult choice, either play with Charles or bow their heads.
If you choose to play with your life, you don't know whether you will win or lose, and if you choose to admit it, then the face of the Royal Knights will be lost to your grandmother's house.
If they retreat before the start of the war, no one will say anything about the Royal Knights, but this is all rushing in front of you, and your own generals have all fallen from their horses, and admitting it is almost like surrendering.
Both of them hesitated after hearing Bellun's call for help, but Charles didn't give them a chance to think about it, and the silver Ancoral spear shone with a terrifying cold glow, only a few dozen meters away from the two.
At the last moment, the two royal knights tacitly chose to back down, turning their horses to the left and right to avoid the charles, and at the same time changing the riding spears in their hands from flat spurs to erections.
In a knightly duel, this means a peaceful stop.
"Lantel, you bastard, you coward, you have tarnished the glory of the royal knights........."
Berun, who had just gotten up from the ground, happened to see the choice of the two royal knights, and suddenly roared in excitement.
This was the last thing Berun relied on, and he insisted that Charles would never dare to kill himself, the royal earl, let alone two royal knights, otherwise the young knight would not have stabbed his horse, but his heart.
So as long as the two royal knights insist, the charr will not dare to really fight them, no one in Florence would dare to really kill a royal knight, the Royal Knights are one of the top armed groups in Florence, and their majesty is inviolable.
But now the two royal knights have conceded first, giving up their most important bargaining chips, and burying their last dignity and hope.
"They're all cowards, they're all stupid!"
The hundreds of cavalry of the Chevalier family slowly moved, slowly surrounding Berun and the two royal knights in the center.
However, the two royal knights were on horseback, and Béruen stood alone, and there was a clear gap between the three.
Béruhn was still haughty, wiping the blood from his face little by little with a white handkerchief, and raised his chin to look at Charles with contempt.
"Charles Chevalier, do you know what crime you have just committed? If not, I can explain to you what these nobles must know. ”
Charles squinted his eyes and stared at him indifferently for a minute before he said coldly, "I just accepted a standard invitation to a knightly duel, what kind of crime is it?"
"You're wrong, this is not a knight's invitation to a duel, this is a counterattack made by the Royal Knights when they are besieged by a mob, and besieging the Royal Knights is equivalent to besieging the royal family, I think the Marquis of Charles will soon need to go to Nasser to explain it to His Royal Highness Wembley in person. The sneer at the corner of Berun's mouth was very strong, as if he had eaten Charles.
The Royal Knights are the direct armed forces of the Flensian royal family, and Wembley has served in the Knights for many years after becoming the crown prince, so Wembley is the leader of the Royal Knights most of the time.
"I could have been wrong!"
Charles looked at Berun with a blank face, and said expressionlessly: "I was indeed not fighting a knight just now, but teaching a wild dog barking in the way, and now...... That stupid dog doesn't know what crime it is to provoke me. ”
"Whew!"
The spear of Ancoral slashed a silver phantom and smashed into Berynn's leg, shattering bones with a "click".
The wild dog was lame.