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112 The Judgment of the Seven Sons (35)

The competition venue is close to the King's Gate, which is a vast grassland. On both sides of the grassland are auditoriums separated by fences. Now a large number of people are swarming out of the earth-yellow city covered by morning mist not far away, walking towards the audience, and many people have already sat on it.

Sitting in the stands in the middle of the audience were the two referees of the competition. One was the archbishop of the Sihuai Temple, and the other was an old lady in her sixties. She was wearing a dark black satin robe. She had a stereotyped face, slender eyebrows, wrinkles on her face, but her waist was straight and full of sharp temperament.

Lanli, who was standing on the south end of the grassland, had never seen her, but guessed that she should be the queen of the conqueror, the current queen Visania. This old man made him quite strange, but he focused more on the seven people who were facing them a few hundred yards across the grassland.

At this time, on his left was a Knight Murray in silver-plated armor, and on the right was one of the brown-haired twins. Like Lanli, they were wearing a standard armor cover with a crystal sword embroidered in the original color linen burqa. Some monk-dressed servants were checking for them whether the buckles of the armor were tightly clasped, not missing any details.

The same is true for the people on the other side at this time, but the armor and helmets on them are of different shapes, some are simple, some are fancy, some are bright and dazzling with enamel, and some are only steel colors, which quietly shine in the morning light.

Among them, Lan Li was particularly concerned about two people, one of whom was a tall middle-aged man with brown hair, wearing a gorgeous brown-yellow armor, and a more fancy shirt outside the armor. The slanted orange-black bottom of the shirt was embroidered with a black and orange castle that seemed to burn.

This person is the enemy he needs to face next. The distance is not close, and he can't see anything special when he concentrates his mind. However, judging from the pattern of the heraldry, Lan Li can confirm the other party's origin.

The current ruler of Helenburg, Helloway, is a member of the Harrowway family.

This is a lord family that had been dying for a long time in his time, but it is currently in a prominent position, or is about to take off - because the second woman Meg married to bigamy was from this family.

Unlike the rules of the competition, the Qizi Judgment required the knights to charge head-on with a cavalry rifle instead of protecting the side attacks through a railing. There was no room for relief. The degree of cruelty and the death rate were naturally not comparable to the ordinary competition.

Lan Lixin was wary of his opponent's physique that seemed comparable to himself. In addition, he was particularly concerned about another tall man wearing pitch-black armor, helmet and shoulder armor with a dragon head decoration. He was covered with a black-bottomed red dragon robe. The long sword he was leaning on was dull but full of a special sharpness. Now he was talking to people around him, his eyes scanning from time to time, but he seemed to care little about these people in the church.

He is Meg Targaryen.

The third king to sit on the Iron Throne, the most famous tyrant in the future Targaryen dynasty.

However, Lanli was blocked from his sight before he could observe for a long time. He saw Nancy, the commander of the Son of the Warriors, stepping forward to the Knights, and then spoke to them: "The next battle is crucial. Each of us must do our best, and we will die if we don't live or die."

"I don't need to say anything else. You are all qualified knights, only you, Lemon." He said, looking at Renli, still with annoyance, but also with a hint of encouragement.

"You are not without a chance of winning. The main thing you rely on is riding skills, and your riding skills are not bad. The things you provide make up for your shortcomings, so what you need to pay attention to after playing is to focus and focus on all the enemy's movements, which must be faster than the enemy's reaction. Only in this way can you play your advantage."

Church insiders always believe that Renly's death is very likely to die here, because he has just become a knight. He was a young man from a civilian family before. Although he had done something amazing, it had nothing to do with what the judgment required.

No matter from any perspective, in this special knight battle, he cannot compare with those senior knights.

In fact, if possible, they would have asked Renli to give up their position long ago. After all, this matter is very critical to the church and there must be no mistake.

Unfortunately, someone's first move made them helpless and could only pinch their noses and recognize the matter.

In a sense, this behavior is equivalent to a bully getting on the car. No wonder many senior officials of the church were dissatisfied with Renly. The same was true for the previous leader of the Nancy leader, but now he stared at him very seriously and said, "Your enemy is Cole Harrowway. He is a well-known knight, but he is arrogant and your information is easy to find, so he may underestimate you. This may be your chance. If you grasp it, you can win."

At this time, the referee in the central stand summoned representatives of both sides to come forward, so Captain Nancy patted his shoulder and finally said, "If we can survive this trial, then I hope to have a good talk with you."

After he said that, he turned over and rode with Kingsguard Raymont toward the other side, and the same was true for the other leader, Meg.

They are going to have a final meeting, which also means that the competition will begin soon.

The atmosphere became more solemn. Lan Li felt that it was really unlucky for the group leader to stand in a random flag. Someone around him seemed to think so, so he asked.

"Lemon, are you nervous?"

The questioning was one of the brown-haired twins, and he looked at him seriously.

"Something." Lan Li told the truth.

"It seems that you can't guess who I am." The other party said with some disappointment.

"I still want to ask you again before I die. Forget it now, nervous people will become stupid."

"You are Amman." Renli rolled his eyes and saw the other party showing surprise. He said, "Because Amman has bad breath, Almond does not."

This made the other party feel choked. He even lowered his head and covered his mouth with his hands suspiciously. He looked at the people around him unconsciously and the solemn atmosphere also relaxed a lot, but he still couldn't completely get rid of the heavy weight brought by the environment.

At this time, not only the audience seats on both sides, but the open spaces in the north and south of the competition venue had been occupied. The dense crowds seemed to have tens of thousands. Although everyone did not make any sounds on their own, countless trivial sounds gathered together and still seemed very noisy.

There were too many people here, and there was no sight outside. After glanced around, Lan Li found two familiar figures from the stands where the clergy were, Igo and Raya, which made him frown unconsciously, but the competition was about to begin, and he didn't care much about these two people who were clearly asked to stay in the city but ran over rashly.

After Commander Nancy and the Imperial Guard returned, everyone was on the spot who turned over the horses. The attendants who served them hurriedly handed over shields and spears. Although Lanli did not bring the attendants, there were still monks coming to help. The black war horses riding beneath him had also worn horse head armor, breastplate and mail blankets.

So from the outside, he looked majestic like the others in the same row.

"Remember the plan we agreed on."

After giving a last word of advice, Nancy Tabek, the commander of the Son of the Warrior, buckled the steel helmet, held the twelve-foot-long training spear in his hand, rode on the horse's back, bent his back, and stared at the opposite side.

The same is true for others, including the enemy, and the two sides silently confront each other across the competition ground. An invisible confrontation seemed to have been born.

When a horn sounded, seven war horses began to trot and rushed towards the opposite side.

He bent over and his body was undulating in conjunction with the running posture of the war horse. Renli held his spear tightly in his hand, and the sound of the wind whimpering around him was gradually aroused. The collision between the plate armor and the mail was slightly audible, and his heart was beating more and more violently like a drum. In addition, he ignored other sounds around the surrounding environment, the crowd shouted, the river was rushing, the birds were flapping, and the horses were whistling...

The running rhythm of the war horse under him became more and more rapid, from the initial trot to the violent running. The rumbling sound of the horse's hooves hit the ground and the horse's body trembled like an earthquake. The helmet restricted, Lan Li could not see the situation of his companions on both sides except directly in front of him, and could only see the knight guns wrapped in colorful striped guns pointing to the front.

But then he ignored everything he saw from the corner of his eyes, staring at the opposite side with his eyes concentrated and focused. The figure of the enemy wearing gorgeous armor rushed towards him became taller and more obvious.

A burly body, a dark yellow burqa shaking in the wind, a castle emblem on the shield, and a rifle that was raised obliquely and looked not sharp at the front.

The most important thing is to ride a rifle...

Lan Li on the horse's back suddenly woke up. The other party was using the same training spear as them at the moment, and it was also a twelve-foot-long training spear, rather than an eight-foot-foot-long real battle spear with a sharp pointed head!

But all this was discovered too late, because the moment of confrontation had already arrived.

Looking down at the sky, seven fully armed knights on both sides rushed towards each other quickly like fourteen arrows on the grassland, and they rode their guns suddenly aimed at their respective targets at the right moment.

Immediately afterwards, at that moment, a rapid impact formed several loud bangs suddenly sounded, horses neighed, some people screamed, and a violent uproar came from the surroundings—

All kinds of voices seemed to be suddenly born at the same time, just as the judgment that had been preparing for a long time suddenly broke out, with death and blood splattering, and screaming and roaring together.

At the last moment, Lan Li tried hard to command the horse to hit the opponent's horse instead of avoiding it from the side. The rifle in his hand ignored the enemy's precise defense shield and instantly hit the opponent's fancy burqa left chest.

The gun ring and gun frame cooperated with the speed of the war horses and the heavy collision. With the sudden splash of wood chips from the two spears, the tall figure on the horse's back was immediately raised and rotated and knocked away by the huge impact force. Then it fell to the distance and made a violent sound. The arm moved slightly, and then it lay there motionlessly as if it had lost its strength.

But this does not mean that Renly won.

The recoil force caused by the collision between two extremely fast-moving war horses made him dizzy, and he could not avoid the enemy's attack, and even the breastplate was sunk.

Fortunately, the enemy did not expect him to be so crazy, and the attack angle did not fully exert the power of the charge. However, it made Lan Li lean back for a while before barely thrusting back. He felt a burst of blood gushing pain in his body, as if his whole heart was about to be smashed by the impact.

What's even more unlucky is that the eyes of the war horse under him were deeply inserted into a splash of broken rifle wooden pieces, which even made the horse's steps stagger, and finally fell to the ground with a wail and neighing.
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