Marquis Richard gritted his teeth and stared at An Ning: "If a civilian like you is beaten to death in my territory, he will be beaten to death! At most, I need to apologize to the lord of Caen, because I killed his serf!
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An Ning: "First of all, my family is a cobbler in the city, and we are no longer serfs. Secondly, times have changed. Even if you are a serf, you can't just beat him to death."
Marquis Richard sneered: "You are dreaming! You are a guy who is bewitched by Rousseau's fallacies! Our France will always be His Majesty the King's France. How can we still want to be the masters of the country if we are a bunch of idiots?"
An Ning turned to look at Duke Tollestair.
The Duke was also a supporter of Rousseau and Voltaire. At this time, he frowned and said to the Marquis: "Times have changed. Now even if His Majesty the King wants to send someone to the gallows, he has to go through the Supreme Court of Paris. You just
Shooting Frost was indeed an attempted murder, and he has the right to prosecute you."
Marquis Richard was stunned. He stared at the Duke: "Your Excellency, Duke, do you actually side with this commoner? He is just a cobbler!"
The Duke shrugged: "I am on the side of the law. What I saw was you pulling out a gun and trying to murder him. If I need to testify in court, I will."
Marquis Richard was silenced by the Duke. He probably didn't expect that the Duke would really side with the common people.
At this time, the third-party witness Talleyrand also spoke: "This is Paris, and many things are different from what you do in your own territory. I suggest you apologize to Mr. Frost in exchange for his understanding. Anyway, you just shot him."
The bullet was not actually fired."
An Ning: "I don't understand, don't you understand? He may send someone to kill me at any time now, and I need the protection of the law."
Talleyrand curled his lips: "Then what do you hope to do, send him to the Bastille? This is unrealistic."
An Ning thought about it and suddenly felt that it made sense. It was just an attempted murder. It was unlikely that the Marquis would be sent to prison. At most, he would only pay some compensation.
Then the most reliable way is to fight in a duel, kill the marquis, and directly eliminate the future troubles.
An Ning looked down at his hands. Now that he was not wearing gloves, he could not throw them away immediately...
Unexpectedly, the Marquis took off his gloves at this time and threw them directly in An Ning's face: "The law is indeed unreliable! Now that the witnesses from all three parties are here, I want to duel! Choose your weapons!"
An Ning smiled, that's right!
"I choose a pistol as a weapon." An Ning said loudly. In fact, he was planning to choose a long sword at first, so that he could bully the Marquis that he was old, but then he thought that although the Marquis was old, he might have been trained in swordsmanship, so a pistol would be better.
, when the Marquis just took the gun, his hand was shaking, so he might not be able to hit.
Talleyrand glanced at the witnesses on both sides and said tentatively: "Then... shall we continue now? The witnesses are all here."
Duke Tollestair glanced at An Ning: "Your shoulder is injured, you should suggest recovering from the injury before coming back."
Only then did An Ning remember that he had been shot in the shoulder. He had become accustomed to the pain and forgot about it.
As soon as the Duke reminded him, An Ning's shoulder felt severe pain.
Marquis Richard shouted: "He has agreed to the duel and cannot repent!"
Talleyrand: "Mr. Frost, are you okay? Can you fire?"
Marquis Richard interrupted Talleyrand: "Of course he can fire. He was shot after the first shot was fired, and then he completed the entire duel process! And according to the rules of the duel, after choosing the weapon,
I should be the one to choose the duel time! I choose now, immediately!"
An Ning moved her arms and felt that although her arms hurt, it didn't seem to affect her ability to operate the firearm.
Maybe this is Tranquil's FPS system at work: seriously injured soldiers in the game can still reload and shoot, and their accuracy will not be affected.
So An Ning decided to settle this problem once and for all today, so he said to Talleyrand: "Just do as he said, and the duel will continue."
Talleyrand raised his voice and said to the onlookers: "Now, things have made new progress. Marquis Richard did not accept the result of the duel and decided to go into battle himself! Mr. Andy Frost has accepted the duel and he chose
The weapon is still a pistol!”
After the words fell, An Ning heard Christina's voice from the audience: "No! He's already injured, it's not fair! I mean Andy is already injured!"
Talleyrand glanced at An Ning's shoulder and said, "Can you bandage it? Is there a doctor on site?"
An Ning waved her hand: "Don't bother the doctor. Is there any wine on site? Just bring me some wine."
Doctors in this era are not trustworthy. They have no concept of disinfection at all, and they even think that suppuration in wounds means they are getting better.
Talleyrand shouted to the crowd: "Whoever has wine, bring a bottle of wine!"
Immediately a young gentleman ran over with a bottle of whiskey: "I have wine here, you can drink it, brother!"
This person thought An Ning wanted wine and drank it himself.
An Ning took off his coat, exposing his upper body, then took a bottle of wine and poured it over his shoulder.
The stinging pain made his whole face twist.
Christina ran over, hands resting on her arms: "What are you doing! You need a doctor!"
An Ning shook her head: "No, this is enough."
After washing the wound, An Ning felt that the pain had reduced a lot. He didn't know whether it was a psychological effect or the effect of his plug-in was strengthened after washing the wound with alcohol.
The Duke grabbed Christina and said, "He is an adult and knows what he is doing. Just wait and congratulate him."
After that, the Duke handed Christina over to the servant who came forward, then personally took the bandage handed over by the servant, bandaged An Ning, turned around and signaled to Talleyrand: "We are ready here."
Talleyrand nodded, and after confirming that the Marquis was also ready, he raised his hand: "The two sides opened a distance of 15 fathoms!"
The Marquis held a pistol and stood where his guard had fallen.
By the way, the Marquis's servants had just carried the guard Edward down, and the blood stains on the ground had not had time to be cleaned up.
An Ning also arrived at the position where he was standing just now, and he found that there was only a little blood on the ground, which should have come from when he was first shot.
The moment she saw the blood, An Ning's shoulder started to hurt again.
But this did not prevent him from smoothly completing the reloading action of the pistol.
Talleyrand raised his right hand: "Get ready! Both sides load!"
The Marquis's reloading speed was much slower than An Ning's because his hands were shaking.
Because they had to wait for the Marquis to reload, the entire venue fell silent for a while.
An Ning had a chance to glance at Christina and found that her face was tense, worry written on her face, and the noble ladies around her were trying to comfort her.
Finally, the Marquis finished loading and raised the gun tremblingly.
Talleyrand saw this, raised his right hand and then slashed down: "Start!"
After Talleyrand issued the order, the Marquis immediately walked toward An Ning with his gun raised! It seemed that he was preparing to shoot in the face with the first shot!
An Ning was happy and thought about how you could succeed. I can see the crosshairs here! In other words, I know what distance can ensure a certain hit.
So An Ning stood there waiting for the Marquis to take the bait, and fired directly when the crosshairs completely caught the Marquis!
He did not forget to step sideways at the moment of shooting.
The moment he took steps, the Marquis also opened fire.
An Ning didn't feel like being shot at all.
He did not dare to neglect and immediately started to reload. With the Marquis' reloading speed, he must have fired the second shot first. It can be said that he was sure to win this duel!
Then he heard the sound of something heavy falling to the ground.
An Ning turned to look at Talleyrand.
Talleyrand ran up quickly, knelt down and looked at something.
An Ning couldn't see clearly what was going on because of the smoke, so she just stood there and continued loading.
If the duel is not over, An Ning can shoot immediately.
At this time Talleyrand said loudly: "The Marquis Richard is no longer breathing! Our Andy Frost has won the duel again!"
An Ning let out a sigh of relief. At this time, he heard someone in the audience say: "Is that why he killed the Marquis and his son? A cobbler's son actually killed two nobles!"
"Oh, what's the point? Hundreds of noble young men die in Paris every year, all in duels. With Reginald's character of making trouble all the time, he will die in a duel sooner or later."
At this time, the Duke also came over and patted An Ning on the shoulder: "Great, now the trouble is completely solved. Anyone who dares to question this duel is going against me."
An Ning raised her eyebrows: "You also think the Marquis is a trouble?"
The Duke shrugged: "He wrote to his son more than once to propose marriage. If you hadn't killed his son, he would have proposed marriage again this time when he came to Paris. This kind of country nobleman is a bit..."
The Duke shrugged before making his comment: "It's a bit stubborn. Even if I told Christina to go to Brienne Military Academy, he wouldn't give up."
An Ning raised her eyebrows: "Then I have solved your problems this time?"
"Yes, you can say that. It is precisely because of me that I agreed to be your witness. I am a Duke and will not come forward easily."
At this time, Talleyrand also came over from the body of the Marquis and said to the Duke with a smile: "Then the Duke witnessed the death of the Marquis."
"Oh, Abbot, please don't sound like I hope the Marquis dies." The Duke spread his hands, "I can only say I'm sorry for the Marquis' death, but there will be casualties in a duel, and bullets are ruthless."
An Ning echoed seriously: "Yes, bullets are ruthless. It can only be said that the Marquis thought that my being injured was a good opportunity, but in the end things did not go as he wished."
Talleyrand looked at An Ning's shoulder: "Are you okay? Let me tell you, you are the toughest young man I have ever seen. You have won two duels despite gunshot wounds. It is really amazing."
Duke: "That's why I'm optimistic about him! It was with this bravery that he saved my daughter from the battlefield!"
"Really, that's right." Talleyrand nodded repeatedly, "Although he is the son of a cobbler, he behaves as brave as a real nobleman. It's not simple."
An Ning: "This fully illustrates a person's quality and has nothing to do with his origin, Mr. Dean."
"really……"
At this time, Christina ran up and gave An Ning a solid hug: "Andy, you won again!"
Duke: "Oh my god, Christina, please be gentle, he's still hurt!"
An Ning: "It's okay, Your Majesty the Duke. As a reward, the lady's hug overwhelms all the pain."
But Christina immediately distanced herself: "Sorry, I forgot about you...Does it still hurt?"
As she spoke, she gently touched the bandage on An Ning's shoulder.
"As soon as you rub it, I won't feel any pain." An Ning said grumpily.
Christina giggled.
At this time, Mirabeau came out: "It's so beautiful. Now you are also the one who has won three duels. You have also achieved the achievement that Reginald boasted about before!"
An Ning: "And I still won the third game despite being injured."
"Yes, you won the third game with an injury. Tomorrow I will write your story in the newspaper. The title is...just..." Mirabeau pressed his forehead with his hand, "Let me think about it.
Call……"
An Ning: "How about the legend of a cobbler's bravery?"
Mirabeau: "Do we have to emphasize the cobbler? Yes, it is contrasting to emphasize that you are the son of a cobbler. Yes, it is called the legend of the cobbler's son!"
At this time, someone shouted "Andy"'s name again. An Ning turned around and found that it was Robespierre, Danton and others.
It turned out that everyone from the Brittany Club was also here.
Dandong came up and gave An Ning a hug: "Awesome! Now some of us civilians have won three duels!"
Robespierre: "I was ready to help you fight a lawsuit against the Marquis. I planned to use all my strength to send the Marquis to prison. It's better this time, you send him to heaven!"
An Ning: "No, no, for such an outrageous person as the Marquis, he won't be able to go to heaven. I should send him to hell."
Robespierre was a little confused: "Hell?"
Danton explained: "His Excellency the Marquis has a bad reputation. It is said that he often beats his serfs. When he was young, he once asked for the right to have the first night."
Robespierre frowned: "Right of first night? How is it possible? He will be accused."
Dandong: "Not every place has lawyers and judges like your father who are willing to help civilians litigate cases. In fact, in many places, the Marquis still has great authority."
An Ning nodded.
Indeed, after the Great Revolution broke out, farmers in the Vendée and other places were less able to accept the Republic.
In addition, after the Great Revolution, the National Convention passed the Priestly Oath Act, which attacked traditional Catholic forces everywhere and drove away the "good priests" in the eyes of the farmers. Therefore, royalist rebellions broke out in less developed areas such as the Vendee.
Marquis Richard probably came from a remote, underdeveloped area.
In the future, after the Great Revolution breaks out, a royalist rebellion may break out in the marquis's territory.
But that is all for the future and has nothing to do with the current peace.
An Ning: "Shall we celebrate somewhere tonight? Your Excellency, the Duke, will come too!"
The Duke nodded: "Let's have a celebration banquet at my house tonight! All Andy's friends can come!"