"How about letting Horan Reed take revenge himself?" Bunyan imp interjected, patted Holland Reed on the shoulder, and said to him, "I can find you armor and horses!." ”

Hearing Bunyan's words, the Zediren pondered for a moment and said, "I thank you for your kindness, Bunyan. But he shook his head.

Because he was a small Zedi, and more importantly, the Zedi did not ride horses, and the Zedi was full of waterholes and swamps, and the boats were their war horses, and the frog catching spears were their horse guns.

"You're embarrassing him! Don't you know that Zedi people can't ride horses? Lyanna reproached.

"I'm just suggesting it!" Bunyan stuck out his tongue and said, unaware that his suggestion had given Lyanna a "bold idea."

The feast was over, and Robert had narrowly prevailed over Sir Rickard Rommoth, who himself was almost unconscious.

Perhaps sorry for not being able to avenge Horan Reed, Eddard decided to invite the poor Zedi to live with him. He stepped forward and patted Holland Reed on the shoulder and said, "All Northerners are always welcome in the Stark tent!" Moreover, your father is a vassal and loyal supporter of my father! Don't worry, I'm sure after this time, they won't dare to bully you again. Horan Reed just nodded silently.

Who would have thought that this diminutive Zedi would become one of the only two survivors of the Battle of Elysium, fighting alongside Ed and saving his life?

The Zedi man was not in a hurry to sleep, he came to the lake, facing the direction of the Thousand Faces Island, and prayed to the old gods of the north and the Zedi in the moonlight, telling what had happened to him, and speaking of the sad place, a few tears fell on the mirror-like lake, causing ripples on the surface of the lake.

The distant wind blew across the lake, causing ripples to sweep across the water, wiping away the ripples left by the tears, as if the old gods had heard the prayers of the Zedi people and wanted to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes.

As everyone knows, this scene fell in someone's eyes, and it strengthened "he" to do something.

The next day, the sun shines on the Divine Eye Lake, the rippling blue waters of the Divine Eye Lake are shining with golden light, and the water birds flutter their wings on the lake, and at the lake, people have already begun to prepare for the next day's competition.

Han Xing was dressed in armor, and the "Dian Dian" under his crotch was also dressed in a "new clothes", a vest made of blue cloth mixed with chain mail. Only a pair of eyes are exposed, and there is a white delphinium on the left buttocks of "Denden", which is the coat of arms of the Segaard family.

I don't know if it's my luck or misfortune when I draw the first game, Han Xing shook his head, and even a little sleepy-eyed. In the audience on one side, Roy, Robert and Ed were cheering for Han Xing, and Robert also asked him to participate in the pistol, but Ed sternly refused, thinking that Roy was too young, his strength and height were not up to the standard he should have, and the pistol race was so dangerous!

However, he allowed Roy to participate in the afternoon bow competition, believing that that was Roy's forte.

Han Xing's opponent is a knight with the "Twin Towers" coat of arms on his chest, and at a glance, he knows that it is the Frey family of Twin River City. The Marquis of Valde Frey of the Twin Cities is known for having many children and grandchildren on the continent of Westeros, and to put it mildly, the Frey family breeds as fast as rabbits.

I think the scholars probably hate the Frey family, especially those who study the family history of the nobles, because the population composition of their family is too complex, and there is a tendency to expand exponentially, so that their family's "family tree" needs to be updated every year, even if the family history experts probably need at least 10 pages to record the family members of the Frey family.

The knight of the Frey family was dressed in gray armor, which did not look like a beautiful silver, but rather the black of wrought iron, and it was obvious that he was not of high status in the family.

He had what he called a helmet on his head, which was more like a spittoon to Han Xin.

Despite this, Han Xin still didn't dare to underestimate this knight of the Frey family, after all, the horse pistol competition was the most test of reflexes and courage, and strength was secondary, after all, it was mainly accelerated by horses on horses.

"Denden" screamed and raised its hooves, not knowing whether it was satisfied with its "new clothes" or excited to finally be able to accompany its master to battle.

Han Xing took the pistol and shield from the servant, and the pattern on this shield was exactly the same as the one on the horse's hip.

Amid the thunderous cheers of the crowd, the two sides began to charge towards each other along the fence in the middle. When the distance was shortened to 20 meters, Han Xing put the pistol flat, pointed to the left front, lowered his head, clamped the horse's belly, and shouted "Drive", "Electricity" seemed to have a good relationship with Han Xing, and immediately began to accelerate the charge.

Han Xing rode the "Electricity" like a white lightning bolt and rushed towards the other party, this appearance can be described as full of appearance, coupled with the bright armor, it immediately won the screams of a large group of ladies, and in the blink of an eye, there were countless "fans".

Some waved the silk handkerchief in their hands at him, some gave flying kisses, and some looked at him dumbfounded, regardless of their appearance, this feeling of being sought after greatly satisfied Han Xing's vanity.

The knight of the Twin Towers on the opposite side did the same, wanting to release his charm, but his war horse did not give face at all, and still moved forward at a slow pace, not caring at all about the master's vigorous shouting, as if he was a "stubborn donkey".

Still, his kicks and shouts did a little trick, and he got the attention of the ladies as he wished, but not the one he wanted.

The ladies looked at him stupidly, and they all laughed out loud, some of the ladies could still maintain their style, some held fans to cover them, and some directly ignored the image of the lady, laughing wildly. Who made him look really bad?

Within a few seconds, the two collided, and the knight of the Frey family was still immersed in the frustration of the sky falling apart and did not come back to his senses, and was hit by Han Xing's powerful horsepower, although it only hit his shield, but Han Xing's horse was fast! The inertia was naturally stronger, coupled with his absent-mindedness, he was directly knocked off the horse.

The funny thing is that one of his feet was still hung by the stirrup, and his "stubborn donkey" dragged him for more than ten meters before stopping, not paying any attention to his cursing on the ground, fortunately his armor was ugly, but it protected his body and made him unharmed.

Han Xing generously said that his armor and war horse were returned unconditionally, and immediately ushered in the rumbling applause of the audience. (If you lose a tournament, your horse and armor will become your opponent's trophies.)

The embarrassed guy stood up with the help of the servants, and cast a grateful look at Han Xing in embarrassment, he wanted to kick his "stubborn donkey" hatefully, but in the end he still didn't get off the foot, so he had to limp out of the scene amid people's laughter, Han Xing seemed to be able to hear the sound of the young knight's dream shattered.

Under the backdrop of the boy of the Frey family, Han Xing seemed to have become a heroic knight, he unveiled his mask, rode his horse slowly, waved and bowed to the crowd, accepted the cheers of the people, and felt the honor of belonging to the victor.

"Well done, and I said he's going to win! And voila! When Robert saw Han Xing return to the audience, he immediately spoke, and then turned his head to ostentatiously swing a bulging money bag at Ed, the coins inside jingling.

"Thanks to you, I won 200 silver deer." Robert explained to Han Xin with a smug expression.

At this time, another competition had already begun, and Han Xing took this opportunity to take a break.

"Look, that's weird!" Robert said to the three of them, following his gaze, Han Xing saw a knight with a thin body and armor that looked like a patchwork of knights, and what was even more strange was that he was holding a shield painted with the Heart Tree (the spokesperson of the old gods, usually a fish beam wood carved with expressions), and the Heart Tree on the shield actually had a smiling face (the Heart Tree usually has a sad or blank expression).

"He looks like a northerner, Eddard, do you know this coat of arms?" Robert poked Ed beside him.

Ed shook his head and said, "I haven't seen this coat of arms, and I have the impression that the nobles who don't use this coat of arms in the north may be newly canonized knights." As the two spoke, the Smiling Tree Knight had already begun to charge.

His opponent was a knight with a pitchfork painted on his chest, and he was the owner of the pitchfork servant, which made Han Xin suddenly think of Holland Reed, a native of Zedi, could it be that this kid really wanted revenge?

He couldn't help but feel a pang of worry for the diminutive figure in patchwork armor, and thought to himself, "If he wants revenge, he should at least tell us, so that I can lend him the 'electricity', so that at least he won't lose his life." ”

The Pitchfork Knight looked tall and majestic, like a mountain, and the Smiling Tree Knight looked like a child playing "playing house" with a toy shield and a toy spear in front of him.

To make matters worse, the knight was clearly not merciful because he was still a child, and he didn't look like he was asking for mercy.

As the two approached, many ladies closed their eyes, not daring to look at the bloody scene that followed, as if they had foreseen the bloody scene of the poor little fellow being knocked out and even strung on a riding spear.

"Silly boy, looking at him like he is not yet 16 years old, I really don't know how he got in, this is like death. Damn, didn't anyone tell him it wasn't a play house? Robert also felt sorry for this child, and cursed hatefully for the irresponsibility of some people, and actually let a child like him slip into this terrible arena.

"Hey, that iron bump, is your heart as cold as your armor? He's just a kid, and he still has a lot of good life to enjoy, don't you have the slightest sympathy? Robert shouted at the knight of the Hay family.

For Ed and Han Xing, the two "insiders", they were even more worried about Holland Reed, and watched the arena nervously.

Robert covered his eyes with his hands, unwilling to look at the bloody scene, and it was not until he heard an unusually heavy landing sound that he quietly let go of his fingers a slit.

What he saw was a scene that stunned him, the knight of the Hay family, the man of the mountains, lying on the ground, struggling to get up, his horse licking his face on the side, and the "silly boy" riding upright, turning his horse's head smoothly in the distance, and receiving the cheers of the people in the arena.

Han Xing and Ed explained to Robert: "That kid's riding skills are really good, and when he was about to get close to his opponent, he bowed down, but the knight of the Hay family stabbed his horse pistol in the air, and the kid stabbed him with a horse pistol from behind, and the big guy who was already unstable in his center of gravity fell down directly. ”

"Lucky boy, but that's still not where he's supposed to be." Robert was happy for him, but insisted that he shouldn't take any chances.