People in the Middle Ages, draw cards to get promoted

Chapter 14 Champion Knight
The game continues.

From time to time, the corpses of knights and horses were carried out of the arena.

Lothar's opponent in the second round was the poor knight whom he had seen before, who had been off the court and flirted with the noble lady in the stands.

Not only did he wear a cheap spine helmet, but his blouse was also washed white, and the rings on the armor even faintly showed spots of rust.

Although his martial arts were not bad, Lothar still defeated him quite simply.

He didn't have the idea of ​​adult beauty, because he was sure that even if he deliberately lost to this poor knight, this person would still be out in the next battle.

The opponent in the next match may not be as merciful as himself.

The possibility of the poor knight's blood being spilled on the spot is too high.

He obviously understood this truth, and sincerely thanked: "Thank you for your mercy."

Lothar shook his head: "You don't have to be polite, but with all due respect, you must at least get decent armor before participating in the competitive competition."

The poor knight was full of bitterness: "I originally hoped that I could defeat a rich knight in the first round so that I could use the opponent's armor, but it's a pity that the opponent is also a landless knight like me."

"Anyway, don't take such risks anymore. For you, the martial arts arena is sometimes more cruel than the battlefield."

"On a chaotic battlefield, even a peasant soldier wearing a commoner coat and holding a dung fork may kill a noble knight, but in a tournament field, this can never be done."

The poor knight let out a long sigh. These words compared him to a lowly peasant and soldier. In the eyes of some self-important knights, it was tantamount to humiliation.

But he can understand the well-intentioned persuasion.

What's more, for a poor knight without a fief, he never thought that he was really more noble than farmers and soldiers working in the fields.

"Thank you for your persuasion. I am Ned Stark from Holstein. After the contest, I will hand over the ransom to your attendants."

Lothar waved his hand: "No need, you should keep the money for yourself and buy decent armor. Your martial arts are good, but the equipment is dragging you down."

He glanced at the noble lady in the stands who was holding a handkerchief with a worried face, and said deeply, "May Heavenly Father bless you, and your wish will come true."

Although such an opponent is easy to deal with, it can't squeeze much oil.

It is not in line with his values ​​to force people to spend all they have and squeeze out a little money as a ransom.

"Thank you for your generosity."

Ned was full of gratitude: "May Heavenly Father bless a man of high morals like you, so that you can make great achievements and everything goes smoothly."

Lothar waved his hand and left the arena straight away.

As time went on, the sky became brighter.

The dark clouds in the sky gradually dissipated, revealing the dazzling sun.

Lothar has experienced many opponents.

Church knights from Cologne, monk knights from a small knight order, and noble knights like Abelardo who pursue honor and have big pockets.

They came from Lombardy, Gaul, Albion, and Germania. In this knight competition, almost half of the knights from the Christian world gathered.

A considerable number of them have the same goal as Lothar, and are going to go to Venice to take a boat, or go to the Holy Land to participate in the Eastern Expedition through the Eastern Empire by land.

Only there were no knights of Iberia, which was still on the front lines of the reconquest.

Although the power of the Moors has been a little sluggish, but the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, coupled with the support of Morocco and other countries behind it.

It was already the front line of the Crusades, and it would be unrealistic to deploy as much power to the Holy Land.

After several rounds of fighting and watching, Lothar had to admit that in most cases, the richer the knight, the stronger he was.

There are two wealthy knights from Lombardy who have even worn half-body plate armor (not historical fact), which is very rare in this era, and it is difficult for opponents to even break their defense.

Even if the factor of equipment is removed, wealthy knights are still generally more powerful.

On the one hand, they usually eat more meat and have stronger physiques.

On the other hand, they can also hire better and more expensive knight coaches and swordsmanship coaches, or simply have a long-standing family history and have some kind of martial arts inheritance.

Poor culture and rich martial arts, ancient and modern China and foreign countries are the same truth.

Fortunately, Lothar's father, Earl Werner, was a knight with high martial arts skills. In addition, he won a lot of wealth from the Crusades, which made Lothar barely belong to the category of "rich knight".

Finally, there are fewer and fewer contestants.

Lothar's rest time is also getting shorter and shorter. Often after he has just defeated his opponent and leaves the field, he will return to the field after two or three rounds.

He felt like a bow, and the bowstring was stretched tighter and tighter.

Hans still has too little combat experience. Although his attributes are not weak, he still lost after defeating three opponents.

Fortunately, the opponent didn't have too much advantage. After defeating him, he couldn't take advantage of the victory and pursue it. He could only barely stand, so there was no room for asking for a ransom.

Hans won three victories and won thirty Suledes gold coins of various colors. The losers were all quite rich, so they decided to spend money to redeem the mount and precious armor that they had the same heart with.

But Lothar's luck was far worse.

Most of his opponents are poor ghosts, relying on martial arts and luck to stumble in all the way, even if he wins, the ransom he can earn is very limited.

Lothar even received blackened silver dinars, which shows that the silver content in them is pitifully small.

However, he eventually accepted the other party's offer.

He also didn't want to be too stingy, insisting on stripping off the old armor of average quality on the opponent, making the scene too ugly.

A reputation for generosity is very important to a knight.

It was too penny-pinching, and it was easy for the knights and bards present to give nicknames like "The Jew of Aargau" and "Sherlock of Aargau".

Of course, it is not yet the Renaissance era, and the classic "The Merchant of Venice" has not yet been published.

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By the time of the penultimate game, both Lothar and the opponent had reached the point of exhaustion.

Limited by the consumption of physical energy, both of them lost the grasp of quick battles, and could only carry out weapons, shields, and even body collisions again and again.

Finally, Lothar caught a negligence of his opponent.

A shield strike knocked open the opponent's shield.

Backhand hit the opponent's helmet with the hilt of the sword, and when the opponent was shocked, he took off his helmet directly, and knocked the opponent unconscious on the spot with a head hammer.

Finally won!
Probably because there was no blood, Lothar gained very little experience from defeating these knights.

But he's not far off Level [-] itself.

After defeating this person, he successfully pushed the experience bar up to the last step.

In an instant, he felt that his exhausted physical strength became full again.

The state of the whole person is instantly filled.

Even the exhaustion accumulated from a few days of hard work was exhausted.

Lothar raised the sword in his hand and greeted the people watching the battle.

People also responded with warm applause.

They are full of affection for this young man who has won consecutive victories, reached the finals, and is very generous, reducing the ransom of many poor knights.

After this competition, even if Lothar fails to win the title of Champion Knight, he will successfully make the name of Lothar in Algau resound across the borders of Eastern Europe.

In the future, if Lothar was granted the title of lord in Jerusalem, although countless knights would come to serve him with a wave of arms, he would still be much better than the unknown man.

As for the newly acquired three attribute points.

Lothar would definitely not consider adding it to his spirit. Although increasing his spirit can also improve his reflexes and mental resistance, the most important thing is the blue bar.

He doesn't have any active skills, and it's useless to ask for blue bars.

Also, strength is excluded.

As a knight, he mainly relies on horsepower when he charges, and his attack power is more than enough. When fighting on foot, even if his strength increases, it will be difficult to cut through the enemy's armor.

It is physical strength on the one hand, and endurance on the other hand that determines how he will continue to fight.

But stamina mainly improves defense.

Even if Lothar adds all three attribute points to stamina, the toughness of the skin is hardly comparable to the sturdy armor.

And now Lothar has not been able to draw a healer. With the poor medical level of this era, a cold or a plague may kill him.

The most important thing for him right now is to save his life!

So he put all the three newly acquired attribute points into the column of physical strength.

If the former Lothar had 8 points of physical strength, which can only be said to be in line with the basic level of a powerful knight, then the current [-] points shows that he has begun to surpass the human category.

Ordinary epidemics can no longer take effect on him. If it were an injury that would kill an ordinary person, it would be a serious injury to him.

Not only that, his physical strength as high as eleven points made him feel that his energy became more and more surging, and his whole body seemed to have inexhaustible strength, and he wanted to vent it immediately.

In the stands, the witch advisor next to Count Leopold took a deep look at Lothar.

The corner of the mouth was slightly raised, but he didn't say anything, but turned his eyes to Prajna.

She attributed the changes in Lothar to Prajna, a powerful witch she thought was at the same level as her.

She didn't wonder why such a powerful witch would commit herself to the command of a little knight.

Because witches are emotional creatures.

For love, it is not uncommon to become blind.

(End of this chapter)