Chapter 22: The Raging Civilians (Part II)

Urgat and Svein stepped down from the carriage drawn by four horses from the Siberian steppe, and the long convoy of nobles that stretched for nearly 100 meters followed behind the lord of Urgat and Svein.

As the nobles entered the field before and after, the infantry and cavalry of the city also held the Noxian flag to defend the Stirolan Square.

At this time, it also indicates that the recruit conference has entered the last process: battle! "Fight for a place for glory with blood and even life." This is already a commonplace thing in Noxus.

This last process would take at least two to three weeks to officially end, and as a result, only one of the more than 3,000 new soldiers in the square would be the winner, in keeping with Noxian tradition, with no reward for second place.

Looking at the lack of a seat for Archbishop Raphael on the high platform, Augustus and the others were not surprised. Every year at this time, Archbishop Raphael does not come to the Recruits' Assembly to "pray for the soldiers of Noxus" are the exact words of Archbishop Raphael.

Today, the central figure among the nobles is still the lord of Ergat. Amid the frenzied shouts of the soldiers, the lord of Urgat once again walked up to the front of Styrolan Square, a three-meter-high platform dedicated to the nobles.

Ascending the steps, taking steady and brisk steps, the lord of Urgat walked to the high platform, and the cheers and frenzy became thicker.

Urgart's speeches have always been known for being short and concise, and they can easily touch the hearts of enthusiastic soldiers. Today's speech is even shorter than yesterday's, with only one sentence: "Soldiers of Noxus, go to battle!" ”

Under these words, the roar of three thousand recruits resounded in the square. Looking at the lord of Urgat, who was flying like a giant with his arms outstretched, Augustus' eyes flashed with a fierce heat, and there was an unknown meaning in his gaze.

More than 3,000 recruits, tens of thousands of residents outside the stadium chanted the city lord of Urgat, Augustus, a civilian who was not very handsome and did not look outstanding, was naturally drowned in the vast sea of people.

I thought that this was the end of the speech, but everyone didn't expect that at this time, the city lord of Urgat suddenly said: "Is Augustus, the man who was born to be a general, here?" ”

When this sentence fell, everyone's eyes were focused on standing in the forefront. Augustus at Pompey's side. Outside the square, Aunt Carlos, who was holding a shovel, immediately stood up excitedly from the crowd, looked at Augustus with a calm face, and roared in a voice that was louder than a lion: "Lord of the city, our family's Augustus is here!" As she spoke, Carlos proudly straightened her burly and strong chest, looking very proud.

Looking at Aunt Carros, who looked proud and proud, Augustus shook his head helplessly, and he took a step forward. Stepping out of the ranks, he looked up at the city lord of Urgat on the high platform, knelt on one knee, and said with a humble smile on his face: "Meet the city lord of Urgat." Augustus never dared to forget his promises, especially to the great Noxian Federation. ”

Urgatte grinned, his face looking particularly hideous, and he looked at Augustus approvingly. Stretched out his hand and swept around the hot-eyed recruits standing in Stiroland Square, and asked sharply, "Can you defeat them?" ”

Augustus smiled helplessly in his heart, this is a sharp and difficult question. But Augustus, who had learned to disguise since childhood, had the same face on his face. He slowly stood up straight, glanced at Eisen, Orit, Ural, Cairo Side, and Pompey of the Gnaeus family standing behind him, and then swept over Toquael, Isaac, Maude, and Zhang Tianzuo, the corners of his mouth hooked up a hint of arrogance, confident smile, reached out and grabbed the horn bow on his shoulder, raised his hand, turned back to Urgat, and said: "Lord of the city, I don't know if I can defeat them, but I can be sure of one thing, anyone who wants to defeat me must pay the price, I don't think anyone is willing or trying to pay that price! ”

Urgatte looked down at Augustus' unruly and arrogant eyes, smiled evilly, and playfully asked, "What about me?" ”

Augustus lowered his head and said calmly: "Anyone! ”

Suddenly, the frenzied cheers and roars in the square stopped instantly, and almost everyone looked at Augustus blankly.

The nobles on the stage had a thick playful face on their faces: "The honorable city lord of Urgat was provoked by a pariah, it's really funny!" ”

And in the audience, while the noble soldiers such as Solit and Pompey showed disbelief in Augustus' eyes, they flashed a flash of admiration, in Alder City, no one, including the ancient nobles who controlled the economic lifeline of Alder City, did not dare to challenge the authority of the lord of Ergarth.

Without waiting for the recruits to react, Urgart smiled and threw down a sentence, "Men are naturally accustomed to making women look up at them, not at the stars!" I see this from you, and maybe the two most beautiful golden flowers in Noxus may look up to you in the future! Augustus, I'm looking forward to seeing what you do! ”

The two most beautiful golden flowers in Noxus, aren't they Du? the daughter of General Caqueo; Katerina, Cassiopeia!

With that, Ergart stepped off the podium.

Augustus bowed his head humbly, but a knowing smile flashed in his eyes. At this time, if anyone could see Augustus's face, they would find that there were beads of sweat on Augustus's cheeks, and his back was already soaked.

Augustus's words just now were actually a provocation to the noble lord of Urgat. In Noxus, commoners must not provoke the nobles, no matter how justified they are, otherwise they will end up with death or life rather than death. Even a minor nobleman is qualified to deal with a commoner who provokes him.

Although the status of civilians has improved in the last hundred years, this is already an insurmountable law.

Just now Augustus was gambling with his life. Provoking the nobility is naturally a dangerous thing to dance on the tip of a knife, but whether it is dangerous or not depends on how the nobility does it. Augustus had just gambled that Ergart would not be counted.

If the Urgart City Lord cares, he naturally has no reason to exist, no matter how talented he is. If the city lord of Urgart didn't care, then his status would be quietly improved, which would have fully paved the way for his next things.

This gamble, Augustus won by luck.

After the lord of Urgat stepped down from the high platform, the recruit tournament officially began.

Although Stirolan's square was not small, it was not possible to accommodate three thousand soldiers to compete together. Twenty areas have been divided into squares, a total of twenty teams to fight, and only one person from each team can stay, and then the twenty people left by the teams in these twenty areas will have a second battle tomorrow.

Augustus was assigned to the third group, so for the next almost an hour, Augustus didn't have anything to do, he just had to prepare.

Quite fierce battles have already taken place on the square.

On the stage, Urgaté looked condescendingly at the soldier who was fighting with weapons in Stirolan Square, and an inexplicable smile appeared on his face: "Augustus, what an interesting little ghost. ”

Svein nodded indifferently, coldly watching the scene of a soldier in the square inserting a spear into the arm of another soldier, his face was indifferent, and his eyes were even more cold, and he responded to Augustus lightly: "There are indeed not many smart people who dare to gamble with their lives in Noxus, and I am looking forward to the next battle between him and the noble boys of the Gnaeus family, the Mark family, and the Flavi family, I don't think it should be as boring as it is now." ”

At this moment, one soldier attacked another soldier with his spear, and pierced the soldier's abdomen from the back, and before the soldier could cheer, the other soldier slashed at him in the back with his broadsword.

Blood stained Styroland Square red.

Most of the recruits who stood outside the square and watched the fighting in the square couldn't bear the stimulation of such blood and vomited. There were even a few people who fainted instantly, and these fainting people were immediately pulled out, and they could no longer be recruits in Noxus, and then their names were expelled from the army roster.

He has been a hunter since he was a child, and Augustus, who has killed a lot of prey up and down the mountain, is not having a good time. Although he killed countless hunts, in the face of human blood, Augustus, who had never seen or done such a thing in his previous life and in this life, was not suitable.

Augustus covered his mouth with a white cloth, and almost all the white noodles he had eaten in the morning were spit out, his face was as pale as paper, but his eyes still looked at the bloody scene in the square without blinking, and he did not ignore a single detail.

Augustus is well aware that any detail of what is happening in the square right now may be something he will have to face when he comes on the pitch, and only by knowing more and remembering more will his chances of surviving and defeating his opponents be better.

When Augustus swept over the nobles such as Pompey, Orit, and Eisen on his side, he found that their faces were flushed, and they were obviously already familiar with this situation, and in the end, the civilian youth Toquill, Isaac and others were not much better than him.

The recruits in the square, after the initial jerkiness, gradually got used to it, and gradually became ruthless, and they were all red-eyed. At this time, the Styroland Square was already boiling with animal blood.

Wiping the residue of vomit from his mouth, Augustus looked at the recruits who were taken off the stage by the Noxian veterans and waited for the treatment of the Holy See priests, and then swept the blood from the square and sighed: "What a beast world! (To be continued.) )