The first event of the tournament is the lance competition.
The competition is held on a long field, separated by a wooden fence in the middle, and two contestants attack on horseback from one end.
The fully armed knight held a concave shield in his left hand and a lance in his right hand, holding the butt of the lance under his arm to secure the hollow lance.
In fact, the lances used on the real battlefield are not only solid, but also much shorter than the lances used in the arena.
The only thing they have in common is that they are both disposable items.
Every time you charge and stab it out, you have to replace it with a new one.
And in order to avoid hurting themselves, they are usually easy to break.
The arena lance is even made hollow to reduce damage.
Of course, the lances of the Hussars are also hollow, but that is to deal with unarmored peasant soldiers, so the strength is reduced in exchange for length.
If you are dealing with armored infantry, the lance is much shorter and harder.
Nearly a hundred Westeros knights and nobles participated in the lance competition.
Commoners and wandering warriors basically did not participate in this, as lance was not an event they could afford. Most of them were ready to sign up for archery competitions and team battles.
Originally, according to the Targaryen dynasty's practice, the tourney could charge registration fees, but in order to show his wealth, King Robert waived all fees and increased the prize money for the champions of the three competitions to tens of thousands.
Moreover, the contestants' travel expenses and accommodation expenses in King's Landing can be reimbursed by the Minister of Finance's subordinates.
This shows Robert's sincerity in spending money.
Now, the first-generation king of the Lu family, who had spent all six million gold dragons in fifteen years and the three hundred years of accumulation of the Targaryen dynasty, was with most of the courtiers, royal nobles, as well as the marquis, earls and others who came after hearing the news.
The official ladies were sitting in the VIP seats, waiting for the lance competition to begin.
Thousands of people crowded into the long open space opposite the VIP seats, guessing who would be the champion this time and who would become famous.
The closest tourney is Crown Prince Joffrey's Twelfth Name Day Tourney.
The biggest dark horse in that game was the Knight of Flowers, whose vest was covered with hundreds of roses. He shot down the regicide Jaime Lannister with one shot and became famous throughout the continent.
In this game, the people have different favorites, but most people have the same view, that is, the handsome nobleman riding the giant red horse with golden armor can make the whole audience remember his name.
Because that golden-armored red horse is really too big.
It was so big that it was surrounded by nearly a hundred riders, and they were all visible at a glance.
Of course, the rider’s handsome face is also eye-catching.
"Aren't you tired from riding this horse?" Loras, the Knight of Flowers, gently held the horse's belly and strolled to Arthur's side.
"Except for the weird posture, it's not very tiring." Arthur, who was almost doing the splits, answered.
Tob found a highly skilled carpenter to sit on the saddle, and he made a special saddle in two days, which gave Arthur one day to get familiar with this giant horse.
Although the saddle is well made, the horse's back is a bit wide and not very comfortable to sit on.
Servants Medan, Yule, and Piper helped him put on his vest long before he came to the competition venue.
This was done under the guidance of Desmond.
After all, few of them have ever been exposed to such advanced things as vests.
Although Arthur felt that this golden vest was a bit arrogant, even more arrogant than Loras's vest decorated with roses.
But when he thought that everyone in the audience was looking at me, he accepted this fact with peace of mind.
A pretty girl like Sansa Stark will definitely be able to see him.
Looking at the roses on Loras' vest, he suddenly had an idea.
"Would you mind if I use one of your roses?"
"Take whatever you want, I have more roses." Loras said.
He was letting his attendants help tie the gorget, and didn't pay much attention to what Arthur wanted to do.
The Lord of the Moulin Rouge picked the largest rose, stuck it in his golden waistcoat, and then lined up to wait in line.
There were only a few good riders in the front, and the race went on uneventfully.
So when Arthur came on stage riding a huge red horse with golden armor, the entire VIP table and the people became agitated at the same time.
After all, this is a player who impressed everyone deeply.
Some people with strong memories even recognized that this was the man who defeated some bastard of the Kingsguard one day a week ago.
Arthur's opponent was riding a much smaller and skinnier horse, which made the result seem almost unsuspicious.
Both sides pressed down their masks, and after the referee signaled the official start, they charged forward.
"This is really not interesting. Where is your magic mountain? I want to see him fight with this red horse rider." Robert asked Queen Cersei beside him.
"I don't care where a guard is," Cersei replied coldly.
She did notice that this red horse knight was extremely handsome, not much different from James when he was young.
Robert glanced coldly at his nominal wife and said no more.
Not far from them, Sansa and Littlefinger Baelish were sitting together, talking about something.
The eldest lady of Winterfell was extremely excited by what she saw and heard, but she was very restrained and did not show it physically. It only made her face more rosy.
The rider's handsomeness also left a deep impression on her.
Much more handsome than that Royce, she thought to herself.
Bang!
Arthur's opponent was knocked off his horse and carried away by the king's servants.
Chitu walked the remaining half of the distance with a steady pace, carrying the winning party to the VIP table.
After opening the mask, Arthur picked off the prepared rose and handed it to the rosy-faced Sansa.
Sansa was so excited that she wanted to scream, but considering the princes and nobles around her, she held it back.
This must be her happiest moment since arriving in King's Landing.
The handsome knight in golden armor, the flower-giving act that attracted everyone's attention, may be sung by the bards of later generations!
Prince Joffrey watched with surprise as his fiancée was given flowers by another man.
Didn't he just chat a few words with the hunting dog, and why was he taken advantage of?
Loras, the Knight of Flowers who was waiting to appear, was also stunned.
Isn't this what you want to do?
How come he got ahead of me?
The people on the opposite side aroused the strongest atmosphere since the start of the game because of this move, with boos and laughter emerging one after another.
Many people also cheered for Arthur and expected him to do something for the eldest daughter of the new prime minister.
But Arthur knew when enough was enough and left immediately after presenting the flowers.
He didn't want to be fucked by Sandor Clegane, the hound sent by jealous Joffrey.
The rest of the game went on step by step, with the rumble of horse hooves sounding until the evening, until the top four were decided:
Loras, the Knight of Flowers, the Mountain, the Hound and Arthur.
Because there is really no end to the competition, the king announced that the semi-finals competition will be postponed to tomorrow, and will be held together with the team competition and the archery competition.
This made the people boo, but they still left obediently.
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