Two hundred gold marks, everyone was slightly stunned. They didn't expect that the Genoese man in front of them would actually place such a bet without blinking. People who looked at each other couldn't help but speculate about this man's identity.

But the nobleman who just placed the bet was not afraid and said with a smile: "That's the best, I'll add another hundred sous!"

As soon as this statement came out, the atmosphere in the audience exploded. In response, Baron Fernand sneered: "I thought you would continue to make more! Then now I can only think about how to spend your money."

Already."

The unabashed sarcasm revealed in the words made the noble Luo An on the opposite side change his face slightly, and was about to retort, but at this time,

The sound of the horn "Woo~~~" covered up all the disputes, noises, and laughter. People returned to their seats and became quiet. The first competition of today's martial arts tournament has begun.

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The first one to appear was still the Kipchak warrior from Theodore's family. He attracted countless applause and cheers as soon as he appeared. And his opponent was an "Agontopla", a military officer's son.

It was established during the reign of Emperor Alexius I

The elite central force was originally a heavy cavalry formed by orphaned officers. However, it performed extremely poorly in the Battle of Durazo. Therefore, it disappeared under the Frankish military reforms of Emperor Manuel and became a member of the nobility.

A common official title.

However, since he can enter the semi-finals, he must have some ability. Under the mask of the Qinchao, Justinian rode a war horse and slowly entered the arena, without any pride or complacency.

I don’t know if it’s because of yesterday, but the rules of today’s competition have been specially changed. Participants can ride horses and be equipped with all weapons and protective equipment. They can fight in full armor, and life or death does not count. Mikhail was obviously offended.

Dukas had already regarded the Kipchak warrior Justinian pretended to be as a thorn in his side.

Haha, it looks like it will be quite troublesome to win this time!

Justinian, who was laughing dryly in his heart, rode his tall horse into the arena and stopped in the middle. The young officer's son in front of him had a trace of panic on his face, and he was obviously afraid, but he finally entered the arena.

With a "clang" sound, he covered his Persian mask and got ready. Amidst the cheers and shouts from all around, the two warriors on horseback raised their spears and pointed at each other at the same time.

Launched a charge——

Although Emperor Mikhail had already guessed who would win, he still chose to watch. What he was most happy to see was that Justinian died under the gun of the officer's son. It was just such an expectation.

It was really a bit slim. The two horses started running at full speed, and the people under the tents on both sides felt their feet shaking. Although this officer's son was a little timid, he was skilled in horsemanship. I saw him riding on the horse, leaning forward, using Frank

gun-style charge

, I saw that his spear on the horse was as stable as a rock, but Justinian turned a blind eye to it, as if the sharp lance was not worth mentioning in his eyes. He moved his body a moment before the fight,

As a result, the opponent's spear tip was removed by Justinian

The iron shield he was holding was released without any damage, but the officer's son staggered on his horse instead of being hit by the blow. The horse swayed and he almost fell. This wonderful round instantly caused a loud roar in the crowd.

Yelled loudly.

"He is hiding his strength again. With his acumen, he can solve this battle with just one blow." The commander of the Imperial Guard said to Emperor Mikhail.

"At least take off the helmet of that Kipchak barbarian for me and let me see what kind of monster is inside! Otherwise, your nephew will be too useless." The emperor said coldly, while the imperial guards on the side

The military commander quickly nodded in agreement, but he had no confidence at all in his heart. In yesterday's game, he was not sure that he could block the last shocking blow, not to mention that the Kipchak man in the field might be hiding his strength.

Woolen cloth!

The officer's son, who was unsteady on his horse, finally managed to steady himself without falling. He suddenly reined in his horse and turned around, riding back to the sidelines to prepare for the second round. And Justinian also adjusted his state. He was not letting go, but testing.

With the blow just now, he also felt that the other party was really trying to take his life with all his strength. In this way, Justinian was almost sure of Mikhail Dukas's attitude at this time. So he clamped the horse with all his strength.

belly, riding forward and galloping, and

The opponent on the opposite side also rode to meet him. This time when Justinian moved, he saw the officer's son following the side of the body. The spear bypassed the shield and penetrated Justinian's neck.

, causing everyone to exclaim. The Kipchak-style armor was not enough to protect the place. If it was hit, it would be fatal. Countless people held their breaths, and the women couldn't help but cover their eyes. But in the end, an unexpected scene happened.

But it happened——

A war horse without an owner ran out of the arena, but it was not the mount of a Kipchak warrior.

I saw the officer's son who seemed to have succeeded, but he was rolling in the mud in a miserable condition, and his helmet was dented. What happened just now was so fast that many people didn't notice it, but only a few people saw it clearly.

The rider who was knocked away

I was one of them. Just when he was about to succeed, the Kipchak warrior suddenly blocked his shot with a shield in an incredible reaction. Then he flipped his wrist and swung it with the barrel of his gun, waiting for his reaction.

Came here

He had already fallen to the ground. He was dizzy and tried to get up, but he knocked the helmet on one side and dented it, blocking his sight. As a result, he could not take off the helmet. The audience pointed and booed.

Even if you are a noble,

They couldn't help but laugh. Amidst the noise, the commander of the Praetorian Guards, Valens Doyle, had the most unpleasant expression. In the end, he had to send someone to lead his blind, stumbling nephew to the blacksmith, and announced in a hurry

The victory of the Kipchak warriors off the field...

The first game undoubtedly brought joy to many people, but the following duel made the audience experience what a nightmare. The unlucky rider who faced Alfred of Genoa was a mercenary.

An excellent warrior, unfortunately, he met a violent opponent. In full view of everyone, the last headless body fell to the ground from the running horse, causing everyone to shudder.
Chapter completed!