The next few games were competitions using weapons. The first was a crossbow competition. The winners were rewarded by His Majesty the Emperor. Then came the most thrilling game, where both sides had to use wooden weapons to fight. Cohen already knew that the relatives of the two future sisters-in-law were.
To participate in this event, I followed their worried and expectant eyes and saw clearly the two young men standing in the crowd who were about to become relatives of the royal family.
The first sword competition ended. Amidst thunderous cheers, the winner stepped back holding the gold-inlaid sword awarded by Cohen. Two young men holding spears came out and stood at a distance from each other.
The master of ceremonies made preparations, and the two of them got into a stance. One of the warriors in white raised his spear horizontally, but in a starting position that was very familiar to Cohen.
Cohen had been used to seeing this action since he was a child, and of course he understood what was going on. He turned to look at Prince Lectra, who happened to turn to look at his younger brother, and the two looked at each other and smiled.
Looking at the person who is being watched by Prince Shifta, although he is only standing aside solemnly, the style of the wooden sword in his hand is exactly the same as the long sword that Prince Shifta uses every day.
The two princes were the best in the hunting night banquet many years ago, and their kung fu was extremely good. With their private teachings, it would not be a problem for these two young men to win. However, the imperial concubines also said that the identities of these two relatives were not the same.
Celebrity, Cohen wanted to give them a higher reward, but ordinary victory was not enough.
"You heard me clearly, from now on." After thinking about it for a moment, Cohen thought of a way, turned around and said to everyone in the field: "I will personally inspect the winner of each game after returning to the Holy City. The one with outstanding skills will be the winner.
I will be greatly rewarded!"
What the young people were waiting for was the emperor's words, and they immediately responded loudly: "Yes!" Before the master of ceremonies finished shouting the order, the two spear warriors in the field shouted and rushed to the center of the field to kill each other. The two were evenly matched, and for a moment they were evenly matched.
It’s still hard to tell the winner.
"Look at you, you are messing around again!" Princess Wensley said softly: "Wouldn't this leave too many traces?"
"I'm helping you." Looking at the fierce fight in the field, Cohen replied casually, "Am I still afraid that they will know?"
After hearing Cohen's answer, Princess Wensley knew that her husband had other plans, so she said nothing more and concentrated on watching the fighting in the field.
Although the spears of both men were made of cork and covered with thick cloth stained with red powder, it did not reduce the intensity of the competition at all. The warriors in white were nimble in their steps, and the circles drawn by their spears were very small. Each time the opponent fired a shot
He was able to make two stabs at any time, but his arm strength was not strong enough and he missed several perfect opportunities.
On the other hand, although his opponent's marksmanship is not as sophisticated as that of the white warrior, his spear is steady and powerful. He never moves easily. With only the strength of his waist and arms, every blow can bring out a "whooshing" sound. He is particularly defensive.
He is good at using the tail of his spear to parry. The warrior in white had used the tail of his spear to block several of his tricky attacks.
While others were worried, Rick smiled slightly, picked up the wine bowl and shook it at Cohen.
Before even finishing a sip of wine, the situation on the field changed. The opponent of the white warrior roared, and swung his gun in a semicircle, sweeping towards the white warrior. With a sound of "Puff!", the white warrior managed to hold on, but
Shocked by the powerful force, his steps were light and he staggered back. Seeing the rare opportunity, his opponent immediately jumped into the air and stabbed the white warrior in the left chest with a condescending shot!
The warrior in white didn't panic. He pushed the tail of his gun on the ground and suddenly accelerated to get out of the opponent's attack. Then he turned around, extended his arm, and stabbed back with a spear. The tip of the gun covered in red powder touched the opponent's chest——
The opponent had a burly body and flew in the air again. He lost his balance after being knocked over, and the white warrior's gun body was immediately bent!
If the gun body is broken, the opponent's blood will inevitably be splashed on the spot. Experts outside the field want to save him but it is too late. Seeing that disaster is about to happen, several ladies can't help but scream.
The white-clothed warrior shouted, flew up, and kicked his opponent three times in the chest. With three muffled "bump, bump, bump" sounds, the opponent's burly body was forcefully kicked up by him, causing him to fall sideways.
Several people went up to help the injured person, checked, and found that there were no serious injuries. The master of ceremonies awarded the victory to the warrior in white. Everyone present was a well-informed person, and they were impressed by the warrior in white's quick response. They immediately
There were thunderous cheers. But Cohen shook his head and stared hard at the general liaison officer sitting below... This white-clothed warrior's volley and kicking technique was something Cohen had racked his brains to teach Mafa.
The chief liaison officer shrugged helplessly and smiled apologetically at the emperor. The expression on his face clearly said, after all, this guy is your relative, and I don't want to take advantage of anyone else.
In addition, the chuckle from Princess Dill next to him made Cohen understand that this matter was secretly arranged by the princesses, and he felt helpless and helpless.
Because the winner of this round will have to fight against His Majesty, the master of ceremonies did not ask him to salute Cohen and immediately started the next round. Two swordsmen in red and blue costumes appeared on the stage holding swords. Sifu was sitting next to the emperor.
Prince Ta took the opportunity of the toast to smile slightly at Cohen and indicated to him that the swordsman in blue was his brother-in-law.
Cohen responded with a wink.
Even in the retro night banquet arena, the two swordsmen still saluted each other after standing still. They did not rush forward and start fighting like others. The clothes they wore were warrior robes with double breasts and waists, which looked more elegant than others.
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Among the martial arts of all the gods, the sword has the highest status. Sword users must not only practice martial arts diligently, but also have certain cultural accomplishments. Even students studying at the Sibia Imperial Academy must be qualified in sword skills.
Only after graduating. Samurai from civilian backgrounds can only use other weapons. As for Haiert and others who were able to use swords when they were young, that was purely due to Cohen's glory...
The man in red stepped forward with his sword in hand, and made a false slash with the wooden sword in front of him. Dots of fighting spirit filled the sword body. It was difficult for the wooden sword body to have fighting spirit attached to it. He performed this move very beautifully, and the crowd watching the battle spread rumors
There was a burst of admiration.
However, the swordsman in blue with a calm expression only slowly raised the wooden sword in his hand and pointed at the opponent with the tip of the sword. Although he was standing still, the corners of his clothes were shaking rhythmically.
Even before it officially started, the fight was already going on evenly, and even His Majesty Cohen was watching with great interest.
"Be careful!" the red-clothed swordsman warned, and he rushed forward quickly, slashing his sword horizontally towards the blue-clothed swordsman's right shoulder.
The swordsman in blue raised his sword to block, and with a muffled sound of "Puff!", the two wooden swords collided together, and the scattered fighting energy on the swords shot out to the surroundings. Amid the cheers, the two men each took a step back and turned around.
Fight again before.
In this fight, the two swordsmen fought faster and faster, and the sound of collisions continued in the swirl. There were rolling sword shadows around them. Several bonfires around them were oppressed by the sword energy, and the flames kept swaying, sometimes
It shrank and sometimes skyrocketed. A few bits of fighting spirit flew out from time to time in the field, showing the superb martial arts of the two swordsmen.
Just as it was interesting to watch, an officer wearing armor and a sword squeezed to the sidelines and gestured to Cohen. Cohen nodded slightly, said a few words to the princess beside him, turned around and walked into the big tent.
"Your Majesty the Emperor." The officer handed over a scroll, "This is the urgent message from Riva just received."
After taking it apart and looking at it, Cohen couldn't help but frown and walked around in circles in the tent.
"What happened?" Princess Feilin, who came in shortly after, was stunned when she saw this. In her impression, it had been a long time since Cohen had encountered a problem worthy of frowning.
"What else can happen now? Of course it is Berne Ebbinghaus's marriage." Cohen smiled faintly and handed the scroll to Princess Feline. "In the Divine Alliance, except for our Sbia Empire, there are no other
All six countries have sent emissaries to propose marriage, and four of them are actually princes. And Berni is only the youngest princess of the Riva Empire. Although she is beautiful and graceful, if it is just to propose marriage, it seems that none of the countries would need such a proposal.
Luxurious lineup.”
"What do you mean by your husband, are you worried that they will engage in other shady activities? Although there is no evidence at present, it is true that they have always hated your husband." Princess Feilin read the scroll and realized the hidden meaning of her husband's words.
"This period of time is the critical moment for Sibia to restore its national strength. We must be careful to watch out for them."
"I was wondering some time ago why Prince Carl Ulysses of the Tansi Empire returned home early. It turned out that he had to go to this appointment halfway." Cohen looked down at the carpet at his feet, "At this time, six
The high-ranking envoys of the country gathered in Riva in the name of marriage proposal, what does this mean?"
"Could it be to divide the information obtained from us?" Princess Feilin said this hypothesis, and she immediately overturned it, "Although that thing is very tempting, there is no need to send out prince-level figures!"
"It's not because of this, or because of the proposal. Are they uniting to isolate Sibia? No, no, no, although Sibia's national strength is increasing day by day, it is not yet to the point where all countries feel threatened..." Cohen
Continuing walking in a circle, he suddenly stopped, looked at Princess Feline very seriously and asked, "How old is the current emperor Riva?"
"The current emperor is fifty-seven years old." Princess Feilin replied, and then showed a shocked expression, "They don't want to obtain the throne abnormally... What should I do with Prince Wa? Is there another prince?"
"Prince Riva is a hopeless idiot. In my impression, although he knows the difficulties of being a prince, he only escapes and vents. Even Berni's words revealed her extreme hatred for him.
disappointment."
Cohen snorted coldly, "According to consistent intelligence, his three sisters were not idle after getting married. They each cultivated party members and wanted to overthrow the prince and become the queen. As for the other prince, he really had nothing to do with the world.
, However, people who are indifferent to the world have little ability to resist when things happen."
"So, a few princesses want to be queen?" Princess Feilin opened her eyes wide, "What about the old emperor?"
"You also know that he is old. There is a saying among some people that he who is old but not dead is a thief. Of course, you can use simple techniques to deal with a thief." Cohen made a cutting motion with his right hand, "Riva
Emperor! You and your wife have raised such good children... Poor Princess Berni, she is extremely unfortunate to have such a brother and sister."
"I always feel that if they want to take action now, wouldn't it be too fast? From a third party's perspective, this is indeed not a good time to take action." Princess Feilin waved to the guard and told him to take it.
Map came, "Husband, I don't think your view is quite right. Even if they want to take action, they won't invite all the empires to go! This is tantamount to seeking the skin of a tiger."
"Look at the map!" Cohen pointed at the map and said: "The Liva Empire is a big country. It faces the sea on one side, and on the land side, from the map, it borders four empires, namely Sbia, Pota, and Tansi.
and Banse, and the closest border between Riva and Omatu is less than thirty miles away, so it actually borders five empires."
"Then what?"
"The military power of the Liva Empire is dispersed. Some of the military generals are dependent on the powerful, while others have a wait-and-see attitude towards the struggle for imperial power. Under such circumstances, if some people in the Liva Empire want to plot big things, they can only rely on the little power in their hands.
, will soon be killed by other people joining forces." A sneer appeared on Cohen's face, "So, these people can only go one way."
"With external help?" Princess Feilin's hand on the map trembled a little, "Do they really dare?"
"My dear, I'm sorry." Cohen held Princess Feline's hand and said softly: "In this world, such ugly things happen from time to time." "Look what you said, I am your wife!"
Princess Feilin smiled at her husband, and then lowered her head to analyze. The three married princesses, including the prince, were a total of four forces. If they were trying to win over a neighboring empire... no wonder four princes were involved.
As for the Yunlu Empire and the Gallo Empire, they are far apart, so at most they can wave their flags and shout, but in the end they can only drink some residual soup!"
"After all, they are doing big things, and no matter who has the last laugh, they need the recognition of the temple. So with these two small countries joining, things will go much smoother." Cohen sat next to the desk, "However, they
What are the conditions for post-event rewards... If you can attract four empires to join at the same time, the price will definitely not be small."
"Husband, do you want to get this reward?" Princess Feilin smiled, "No one asked Sibia to join."
"Do you still need someone to invite you? I am Princess Berni's brother!" Cohen shook his head, "As for this reward, no matter what those four ambitious guys give me, I don't want it."
"This doesn't seem to be your character." Princess Feilin looked at her husband with suspicion, "Would you do something that is not beneficial?"
"Before I answer your question, let me ask you a question first." The smile on Cohen's face gradually faded, "I am Berni's brother, so what obligations do I have to Berni's parents?"
"This, I'm not sure." Princess Feilin thought for a while, "Just a little bit! If Princess Berni asks you to ask."
"So, if the thing we guess is already being planned, do we have the obligation to stop it?" Cohen asked again, "In other words, with the power of the Isbia Empire, we can stop this thing.
happened?"
After being silent for a long time, Princess Feilin shook her head with regret.
"As the empire's first internal affairs supervisor, I ask your Majesty to give up trying to prevent this." Princess Feline looked at Cohen, "But as your wife, I ask you to rescue Princess Berni, because she only loves Fichet."
"Don't worry, not only do I want to rescue Princess Berni, but I also want to save this place..." Cohen pressed his palm on Riva's position on the map, and said, "I want to save this place too!"
"However, we did not include this step in our previous plan. The empire's national and military strength are limited." Seeing Cohen's expression, Princess Feline was quite surprised. "If we intervene forcefully at this time, it will disrupt the situation."
We take all steps.”
"There is no other way. Our plans will never keep up with the changes." Cohen tapped his forehead with his fingers. "If the forces of other empires are allowed to enter the Liva Empire, it will greatly restrict our country's rear. Even if these empires do not enter the Liva Empire,
, we also have to be on guard against the new Emperor or Queen of Riva at all times. That stretch of border is flat and there is no danger at all."
"So, sooner or later we will have a fight?" Princess Feilin sighed, "This situation is too cruel."
"Let me think about it! Try to come up with a way that can both reassure me and be acceptable to Berni." Cohen replied in a deep voice, "I originally thought I could be lazy, but now it seems that in Kinshasa,
Lip was trapped among a group of princes and was alone! The guy didn't dare to ask for help openly, so he had to write this urgent document."
"How can a foreign minister with a low rank win over four princes? But who should be sent now? My father certainly cannot leave, and the weddings of the other two princes are imminent, so he cannot escape at all."
"Isn't there a suitable candidate standing in front of you?" Cohen smiled slightly, "Whether it's dealing with gods, demons, princes, ministers, or idlers in the market, I can be equally useful."
"I know you can't sit still." Princess Feilin rolled her eyes at her husband, "Let's invite father in! After the arrangements are made, you can go to Riva to deal with this matter."
"Don't worry, they won't take action right away, and I will deal with Princess Berni's matter and come back as soon as possible." Cohen held Princess Feline's hand, "Not only do I have to come back before my brothers' wedding,
I have to come back before your first informal gathering, I want to take a good look at your demeanor in debating with other scholars."
"That's what you said." Feilin said with a smile: "What if you can't come back by then?"
"If you can't come back, I'll let you punish me." Cohen approached Feline, "But what if I come back in a hurry?"
"I'm back in a hurry, so I'll..." Felin suddenly lowered her head, exposing a section of snow-white skin around her neck, and her voice was so weak that Cohen could hardly hear her, "I'll just let you be frivolous."
As soon as she finished saying this, before Cohen could react, Princess Feline had already fled the tent as fast as she could. When she came in again following Prince Vesuvius, the blush on her face had not yet dissipated.
Loud cheers kept coming from the open space in front of the big tent. The three people were studying the complex situation in such a noisy environment. After everything was generally arranged, the previous competition was almost over.
"That's it!" Prince Weisu nodded to Cohen, "You go early and come back early."
"Okay." Cohen accompanied his father to the outside of the tent, "I'll give the ministers and nobles who are staying here a reminder."
Outside the tent, the last competition has been completed, and the victorious young nobles are lined up in a row, standing on the platform waiting for rewards from His Majesty the Emperor. Cohen walked forward with a smile, and presented them with finely crafted weapons one by one.
The onlookers also burst into cheers.
"You guys are all good. After returning to the Holy Capital, you should first report to the Guards Garrison Headquarters." Cohen said loudly: "Don't think about being an official for now. Go to the training ground and work hard first. You will pass the test."
Then you can put on the military uniform!"
"Yes, Your Majesty!" Although they did not get official positions, several young people knew in their hearts that His Majesty the Emperor would never treat them badly.
The ministers came forward to congratulate the emperor one after another. One of the middle-aged nobles was particularly excited and repeatedly advised the emperor, "There is a war ahead. It is better to recruit the young nobles who won every battle tonight into the army, so that they can
Serve His Majesty..."
"What did you say?" Cohen looked stunned and asked him, "When will there be a war ahead?"
Hearing the emperor's words, the bustling crowd immediately fell silent. Although military news was blocked, the nobles present had received more or less rumors. Everyone knew that His Majesty the Emperor was using troops...
"On the dividing line between gods and demons..." The nobleman didn't react for a moment and asked the emperor, "Isn't there a fight?"
"Bold!" Prince Weiss knew what Cohen meant and was worried that Cohen's punishment would be too severe, so he reprimanded him, "The empire is now prosperous and it is time to fully restore its national strength. How dare you talk about war!"
"Your Majesty..." The nobleman who had been taken advantage of finally understood. "Your Majesty, please forgive me. I drank a few too many drinks and was dizzy before talking nonsense..."
"For your first offense, your first-level title will be removed, your salary will be deducted for one year, and you will be grounded for half a year." Cohen said coldly, "During this period, all matters will be handled by your descendants."
Everyone around took a breath: losing the first-level title is not a light punishment. From now on, you can no longer talk about the war...
The reason why Cohen and Wiseau teamed up to perform this scene is because this war is destined to fail... at least in name. But the current Sibia Empire is equivalent to a newly established empire. Those who have been
How could the people who had regained hope accept the news of the defeat in the first war?
Therefore, news of the war must be tightly sealed! (To be continued)