An Ning looked at His Excellency the Duke and suddenly realized that this was a good opportunity to bring the Duke in as a backer, so he said: "Your Excellency the Duke, I wonder if you are willing to be my witness? After all, this duel is under your eyes.
It was initiated from below.”
The Duke thought for a while and nodded: "It makes sense, and everyone regards you as my disciple. It is reasonable for me to be a witness. But why don't you choose a sword?"
An Ning: "I almost confessed to the sword fight last time. It was really dangerous. This guy's swordsmanship is stronger than Reginald's. I can't take the risk."
The Duke stared at An Ning: "What? Aren't you proficient in swordsmanship? Christina said you used your wonderful swordsmanship to suppress Reginald?"
An Ning shook his head and said: "No, that was Christina's misunderstanding. In fact, it is really very dangerous."
"So this time you chose a pistol, but isn't it a bit too lucky?" The Duke looked at An Ning with a worried look, "As far as I know, the outcome of a duel with a pistol is rarely determined by one shot.
The two sides stood face to face and reloaded, competing to see who was lucky enough to hit the other side first. In order to increase the chance of hitting the enemy, both sides reloaded desperately in order to get more shots, but essentially it was still a matter of luck."
An Ning said "Oh", the Duke didn't say that he didn't know that a pistol duel was such a situation.
The scene of two people standing face to face loading pistol bullets... is quite silly.
An Ning: "During a duel, do two people have to stand so far apart?"
The Duke shook his head: "No, there is no rule, so some people try to rush up and fire close to win, but those who do this usually get shot before they get close enough to be able to hit the target with perfect accuracy."
An Ning raised her eyebrows.
At this time, a winning idea was formed in his mind: after he got the gun, a crosshair would appear in his field of vision, and the crosshair would show the range of bullet dispersion. As long as he got close to the distance where the crosshair was almost locked on the opponent's body, he would shoot again.
, you can ensure a hit.
He only needs to get a little closer, not very close to the enemy.
Duke: "In this case, I will provide you with a more accurate pistol, but the Marquis will probably also find the best craftsmen in Paris to buy the most outstanding pistol. If you want to win by relying on the accuracy of the pistol, I don't think you should have one."
Such a fantasy."
An Ning: "I have no such illusions, but I will win this duel."
The Duke nodded, and then said seriously: "If you die, Christina will be sad."
An Ning smiled: "No, I will accompany her to the military academy in Briena."
**
The next day, An Ning took the Duke's carriage to the duel site.
In addition to the Duke, there was also Christina in the car.
Christina stared at An Ning and pursed her lips unhappily: "Why do you want to duel with him? It's okay to refuse if you think you can't win!"
An Ning shook his head: "If I refuse the duel, Your Majesty the Marquis will not give up. You don't want me to be stabbed to death by someone who suddenly rushes out while walking on the street, right?"
Christina frowned: "How is that possible? The security in Paris is pretty good. If they do something like this on the street, the Paris police will not let them go."
Just as An Ning was about to speak, His Excellency the Duke said: "That Edward Alice is a knight of the Marquis. These country nobles attach great importance to this past master-servant relationship. Maybe he is really willing to sacrifice himself to avenge the young master.
life and even life.”
Christina was silent.
The Duke added: "So I personally very much appreciate Andy's decision. What he did was both wise and courageous."
Christina: "But he is in danger now, why not use a sword to duel? Isn't the pistol just for appearance?"
An Ning looked at Christina seriously: "I will be defeated with a sword. I really don't know how to use a sword."
"You're lying! I saw it clearly last time. You flipped your wrist and opened Reginald's sword! You must be proficient in swordsmanship."
An Ning thought that it was true to only look at the moment when the sword was raised, because that step was taken care of by the plug-in. Why didn't you look at my attack later? As soon as an expert saw that attack, he would know that I was a layman.
But he couldn't explain this to Christina, so he could only say: "Don't worry, I also have a clever way to win with a pistol. I don't just leave the victory or defeat to luck."
Christina refused to give up: "How to win? I know how to use a pistol. I know that thing is going to hit someone, so be careful!"
"Don't worry, just wait until I come back victorious." An Ning could only say this.
The Duke also said: "Just believe Andy. No matter what you say, he can't change the fact that he is going to duel with a pistol. It's better to spend more time praying that he can win."
Christina sighed and looked at An Ning: "I'm waiting for you to go to Briena together. You must come back victorious!"
"Leave it to me." An Ning paused and then added, "I really have a secret strategy for winning. You can see it later."
Christina: "You better have it."
**
The carriage arrived outside the forest where the last duel took place, and An Ning got off first.
This time there were more people gathered outside than last time, and most of them were nobles.
As soon as An Ning got out of the car, someone shouted: "Look, the cobbler's son is coming in the Duke's carriage!"
"He is indeed the Duke's retainer."
"I heard that he is the illegitimate son of the Duke, but he was fostered in the cobbler's home in Caen, so he received the best instruction. The swordsmanship was taught by famous masters in person!"
An Ning couldn't help but frown, what the hell!
Are these nobles so unwilling to believe that a cobbler's son defeated a marquis' son?
The Duke also got out of the car. At this moment, he probably heard the gossip of the people around him. He laughed loudly and patted An Ning on the shoulder: "You have become my illegitimate son."
An Ning: "Stop making fun of me."
At this time, the Marquis and his knight Edward Alice were waiting not far away. At this time, the two men led an officer and a priest towards this side.
The Marquis introduced to the Duke: "This officer is Colonel Yassen, our witness, and this priest is His Excellency Talleyrand, the abbot of the Saint-Remy Monastery recommended by the Cardinal Archbishop."
When An Ning heard Talleyrand's name, she couldn't help but look at him a few more times.
Talleyrand was a famous chameleon during the French Revolution and a fighter among the fence-sitters.
This guy was obviously a priest, but during the Revolution, he turned to the Third Estate. He also suggested that the National Convention confiscate church property, which was a mark of rebellion on his forehead.
Talleyrand bowed lightly to the Duke, and then asked An Ning doubtfully: "I didn't see Mr. Francois's witness?"
An Ning: "First of all, my surname is Frost, and secondly, my witness is His Excellency Duke Tollestair."
Talleyrand said "Oh" and rolled his eyes.
An Ning thought he was going to betray her on the spot.
But Talleyrand did not do this, but said in a business-like tone: "Then the witnesses from both sides are here. Please check each other's weapons."