People in the Middle Ages, draw cards to get promoted
Chapter 108 Duel
Chapter 108 Duel
Through the window of the hotel, one could see the street, where a large crowd of idlers were frantically rushing towards the castle.
The news that the two knights were about to duel in the square in front of the castle had spread throughout the city.
This is definitely a rare pastime for entertainment-poor Montreal.
Especially for those low-level people, it is not too great to be able to see with their own eyes the master knights who are superior in their eyes, who can distinguish between superiors and inferiors, and decide life and death!
"The duel, is it just starting now?"
Lothar didn't understand what happened in it. He was indeed not interested in watching a knight duel without any suspense, but it didn't seem good to show up at all.
After all, that Montreal knight insulted the honor of the Royal Knights.
"Ulm!"
Lothar called his first hussars, took out a heavy purse, and said, "Tell Pepin that this is a bonus I personally prepared for him. Remember to give it to him before the battle begins. And tell him , I didn't watch the battle because I knew he would win this battle!"
Ulm nodded and said, "My lord, I will remember what you told him."
"Andreas!"
Lothar summoned another hussar and put a heavy purse full of silver dinars in his hand.
"Go buy some silk, and invite a priest, a craftsman who understands heraldry. At noon today, I will hold a ceremony to confer knights."
Andreas' face changed slightly, he opened his mouth, but stopped talking.
"Don't worry, you're one of them."
Lothar patted him on the shoulder, and almost all the hussars knew that this was his signature move to express his appreciation for a person.
Even many knights of the Royal Knights are proud to be patted on the shoulder by Lothar.
Andreas burst into tears.
Changing to Winged Cavalry does not mean that they are completely turned into ignorant puppets. Andreas was once the personal servant of a knight lord.
He knows better than anyone how much a leap has been achieved from a slave to a freeman to a knight!
Many squires have fought to the death for their masters and never could have earned this honor.
Lothar smiled and said, "Do you still remember what I said when I brought you to the Holy Land?"
Andreas nodded heavily: "I remember a lot, for example, you asked us to ban vendettas, perform military service and pay taxes"
Lothar was a little helpless.
Will Hans always be the only fan of his own?
"Not these, I promised that as long as he makes meritorious service, I will give him the honor he deserves regardless of his background."
Andreas was full of excitement: "Yes, it is this sentence, I remember, but I don't think we deserve it. This is clearly a generous gift from you."
As he spoke, he made a gesture to bow down.
Lothar held his arm: "Don't worry, when the ceremony is held, it's not too late to kneel, go and complete my task, don't be too stingy, follow the budget to spend all the coins."
Lothar watched Andreas leave, and instead of returning to the room immediately, he took a silver coin and put it on the counter on the first floor of the hotel: "Have a glass of ice wine."
"Yes, my lord."
The bartender smiled flatteringly.
This big client who spends a lot of money has made them a lot of money in the past two days.
On the street, because the duel was about to start, it seemed a lot deserted.
Lothar took a glass of wine, found a seat by the window and sat down.
Drink a glass of wine.
A faint shout came from the ear.
The dragon blood also strengthened his five senses, not only his eyesight, but also his hearing.
"Lords (referring to all nobles), knights, sergeants, and others, this is a duel of honor to wash away the shame!"
"According to the rules of the holy duel of knights, this duel is limited to Pepin from Mantua and Odole from Sechem. No squires, sergeants and any other bearers are allowed to participate."
"You need to make sure that you don't use crossbows, witchcraft, and other weapons and means that do not conform to the identity of a 'good Christian'. Use a lance and a knight's sword to conduct a proper duel."
"If any party uses weapons and armor made through sorcery and magic, it will be regarded as the rebellion of the heavenly father. Even if it wins, it will be regarded as a murderer and will be severely punished."
Listening to the clergyman's shout, Lothar couldn't help but recall the duel that he witnessed Belian and Guy of Lusignan.
Dueling is a deep-rooted custom and tradition of the Franks.
Sometimes, even on the battlefield, when the two sides confront each other, they will still send players to a duel to decide the outcome of a battle.
It is similar to the battle of generals described in Romance of the Three Kingdoms.
In this environment, the resulting national spirit is naturally full of martial arts, and it is reasonable for the Frankish knights to be so powerful in combat.
But at the same time, this also means that the reckless of the Franks account for the vast majority, and when dealing with a strong enemy like Saladin, recklessness is sometimes more terrifying than cowardice!
"Control—"
Hans jumped off his horse and walked towards Lothar: "My lord, I watched them leave the city with my own eyes. They didn't stay in the city at all, and they didn't talk to suspicious people."
Lothar ignored the inn dancer who kept winking at him, and walked upstairs with him: "It seems that I have a villain's heart."
A villain belongs to a villain.
The lesson Humphrey taught him is never to judge others with common sense.
For example, according to common sense, it is absolutely impossible for Humphrey to attack him, but he just did it. Because of the information asymmetry, Lothar never thought that there would be such a factor as "bewitched by evil gods".
Who knows if Savudin is crazy too, trying to get rid of this noble governor, and set off a riot in Montreal?
"Am I suffering from persecution paranoia?"
Lothar rubbed his eyebrows.
Hans said in a low voice: "My lord, be careful, there is no big mistake."
He hesitated.
Lothar said helplessly: "Is there anything you can't tell me directly?"
Hans scratched his head in embarrassment: "My lord, to be honest, I am a little afraid of what happened to you in the castle. If possible, I hope you can take me with you as much as possible in the future. Sometimes, I can do things that are inconvenient for General Prajna to do."
Lothar patted him on the shoulder: "I appreciate your kindness, but it's really unnecessary. Besides, I'm not what I used to be now, do you want to practice?"
"Are you sure?"
Hans was a little puzzled.
Some time ago, in the fight between Lothar and Hans, even if Hans let go of "Hai", Lothar couldn't last for a few rounds with pure swordsmanship.
Just pure abuse.
"of course."
"Go, go back and wear armor, let's have a good fight."
Lothar doesn't think he is Hans' opponent now, but his combat effectiveness has definitely been improved in all aspects. As long as Hans releases the water, he thinks he should still be able to fight back and forth.
Both of them put on their armor and came to the backyard of the hotel.
Lothar held the hilt and blade of the half-handed sword with both hands, and his field of vision was narrowed by the helmet.
But Lothar's mental power has skyrocketed, and the channels he uses to observe the outside world are no longer limited to his eyes.
"It's about to start, Hans, release the water first, and compress the strength and speed to half your level!"
"it is good!"
Keng——
Lothar strode forward with an unpretentious slash. Seeing that Hans found a flaw immediately, he raised his long sword from bottom to top to meet him.
Originally in his eyes, Hans was extremely swift, but his movements at this moment already felt sluggish.
He stopped chopping immediately, avoiding Hans' counterattack, and tapped Hans' helmet lightly with the sharp hilt of the half sword in his hand, making a crisp sound.
Hans stopped his movements in astonishment.
Lothar lifted his mask and said proudly, "What, isn't it what it used to be? Next time, this time, if you do your best, I will also use blood magic to help!"
(End of this chapter)
Through the window of the hotel, one could see the street, where a large crowd of idlers were frantically rushing towards the castle.
The news that the two knights were about to duel in the square in front of the castle had spread throughout the city.
This is definitely a rare pastime for entertainment-poor Montreal.
Especially for those low-level people, it is not too great to be able to see with their own eyes the master knights who are superior in their eyes, who can distinguish between superiors and inferiors, and decide life and death!
"The duel, is it just starting now?"
Lothar didn't understand what happened in it. He was indeed not interested in watching a knight duel without any suspense, but it didn't seem good to show up at all.
After all, that Montreal knight insulted the honor of the Royal Knights.
"Ulm!"
Lothar called his first hussars, took out a heavy purse, and said, "Tell Pepin that this is a bonus I personally prepared for him. Remember to give it to him before the battle begins. And tell him , I didn't watch the battle because I knew he would win this battle!"
Ulm nodded and said, "My lord, I will remember what you told him."
"Andreas!"
Lothar summoned another hussar and put a heavy purse full of silver dinars in his hand.
"Go buy some silk, and invite a priest, a craftsman who understands heraldry. At noon today, I will hold a ceremony to confer knights."
Andreas' face changed slightly, he opened his mouth, but stopped talking.
"Don't worry, you're one of them."
Lothar patted him on the shoulder, and almost all the hussars knew that this was his signature move to express his appreciation for a person.
Even many knights of the Royal Knights are proud to be patted on the shoulder by Lothar.
Andreas burst into tears.
Changing to Winged Cavalry does not mean that they are completely turned into ignorant puppets. Andreas was once the personal servant of a knight lord.
He knows better than anyone how much a leap has been achieved from a slave to a freeman to a knight!
Many squires have fought to the death for their masters and never could have earned this honor.
Lothar smiled and said, "Do you still remember what I said when I brought you to the Holy Land?"
Andreas nodded heavily: "I remember a lot, for example, you asked us to ban vendettas, perform military service and pay taxes"
Lothar was a little helpless.
Will Hans always be the only fan of his own?
"Not these, I promised that as long as he makes meritorious service, I will give him the honor he deserves regardless of his background."
Andreas was full of excitement: "Yes, it is this sentence, I remember, but I don't think we deserve it. This is clearly a generous gift from you."
As he spoke, he made a gesture to bow down.
Lothar held his arm: "Don't worry, when the ceremony is held, it's not too late to kneel, go and complete my task, don't be too stingy, follow the budget to spend all the coins."
Lothar watched Andreas leave, and instead of returning to the room immediately, he took a silver coin and put it on the counter on the first floor of the hotel: "Have a glass of ice wine."
"Yes, my lord."
The bartender smiled flatteringly.
This big client who spends a lot of money has made them a lot of money in the past two days.
On the street, because the duel was about to start, it seemed a lot deserted.
Lothar took a glass of wine, found a seat by the window and sat down.
Drink a glass of wine.
A faint shout came from the ear.
The dragon blood also strengthened his five senses, not only his eyesight, but also his hearing.
"Lords (referring to all nobles), knights, sergeants, and others, this is a duel of honor to wash away the shame!"
"According to the rules of the holy duel of knights, this duel is limited to Pepin from Mantua and Odole from Sechem. No squires, sergeants and any other bearers are allowed to participate."
"You need to make sure that you don't use crossbows, witchcraft, and other weapons and means that do not conform to the identity of a 'good Christian'. Use a lance and a knight's sword to conduct a proper duel."
"If any party uses weapons and armor made through sorcery and magic, it will be regarded as the rebellion of the heavenly father. Even if it wins, it will be regarded as a murderer and will be severely punished."
Listening to the clergyman's shout, Lothar couldn't help but recall the duel that he witnessed Belian and Guy of Lusignan.
Dueling is a deep-rooted custom and tradition of the Franks.
Sometimes, even on the battlefield, when the two sides confront each other, they will still send players to a duel to decide the outcome of a battle.
It is similar to the battle of generals described in Romance of the Three Kingdoms.
In this environment, the resulting national spirit is naturally full of martial arts, and it is reasonable for the Frankish knights to be so powerful in combat.
But at the same time, this also means that the reckless of the Franks account for the vast majority, and when dealing with a strong enemy like Saladin, recklessness is sometimes more terrifying than cowardice!
"Control—"
Hans jumped off his horse and walked towards Lothar: "My lord, I watched them leave the city with my own eyes. They didn't stay in the city at all, and they didn't talk to suspicious people."
Lothar ignored the inn dancer who kept winking at him, and walked upstairs with him: "It seems that I have a villain's heart."
A villain belongs to a villain.
The lesson Humphrey taught him is never to judge others with common sense.
For example, according to common sense, it is absolutely impossible for Humphrey to attack him, but he just did it. Because of the information asymmetry, Lothar never thought that there would be such a factor as "bewitched by evil gods".
Who knows if Savudin is crazy too, trying to get rid of this noble governor, and set off a riot in Montreal?
"Am I suffering from persecution paranoia?"
Lothar rubbed his eyebrows.
Hans said in a low voice: "My lord, be careful, there is no big mistake."
He hesitated.
Lothar said helplessly: "Is there anything you can't tell me directly?"
Hans scratched his head in embarrassment: "My lord, to be honest, I am a little afraid of what happened to you in the castle. If possible, I hope you can take me with you as much as possible in the future. Sometimes, I can do things that are inconvenient for General Prajna to do."
Lothar patted him on the shoulder: "I appreciate your kindness, but it's really unnecessary. Besides, I'm not what I used to be now, do you want to practice?"
"Are you sure?"
Hans was a little puzzled.
Some time ago, in the fight between Lothar and Hans, even if Hans let go of "Hai", Lothar couldn't last for a few rounds with pure swordsmanship.
Just pure abuse.
"of course."
"Go, go back and wear armor, let's have a good fight."
Lothar doesn't think he is Hans' opponent now, but his combat effectiveness has definitely been improved in all aspects. As long as Hans releases the water, he thinks he should still be able to fight back and forth.
Both of them put on their armor and came to the backyard of the hotel.
Lothar held the hilt and blade of the half-handed sword with both hands, and his field of vision was narrowed by the helmet.
But Lothar's mental power has skyrocketed, and the channels he uses to observe the outside world are no longer limited to his eyes.
"It's about to start, Hans, release the water first, and compress the strength and speed to half your level!"
"it is good!"
Keng——
Lothar strode forward with an unpretentious slash. Seeing that Hans found a flaw immediately, he raised his long sword from bottom to top to meet him.
Originally in his eyes, Hans was extremely swift, but his movements at this moment already felt sluggish.
He stopped chopping immediately, avoiding Hans' counterattack, and tapped Hans' helmet lightly with the sharp hilt of the half sword in his hand, making a crisp sound.
Hans stopped his movements in astonishment.
Lothar lifted his mask and said proudly, "What, isn't it what it used to be? Next time, this time, if you do your best, I will also use blood magic to help!"
(End of this chapter)
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