Dominate the Game of Thrones with Mount and Blade

Chapter 5 A novice at first glance

According to the plan, Arthur was going to charge with 20 sergeants and 21 peasant soldiers as the main force.

But Amber reminded that the north was the territory of the Blackwood family. The relationship between the two families was not good. If they found that Arthur was with dozens of soldiers in their territory, there would be trouble in the future.

So Arthur followed suit and accepted Amber's suggestion. He took six of the most powerful people on horseback to intercept the bandits.

The main force was chasing behind.

In the afternoon chase, the distance between the two sides gradually narrowed. As long as the bandits were stopped and blocked for a while, the infantry units could easily catch up.

After riding for a while, Arthur, Jules, Amber and seven others stopped the "bandits" in a beech forest.

On this cloudless afternoon common in the riverlands, the sun shone through the gaps between the beech trees on Arthur and others, while the bandits and the two hostages were in the shadows.

The obvious distinction between light and dark created an excellent atmosphere of confrontation.

"Why am I not worthy of being called Arthur?"

Arthur felt puzzled. Did he meet a die-hard fan of Excalibur Fodio?

Having the same name is nothing. The most common thing in the Game of Thrones world is having the same name.

The Wolf Starks have four or five Brandons, such as "City Builder", "Ship Builder", "Ship Wrecker", etc., and the Dragon Targaryens have five or six Aegons.

If there is no distinction between titles, it is difficult for viewers and readers to distinguish who is who.

It was not Arthur's own choice to have the same name as Arthur Dayne, the top fighter of Excalibur Fodio.

"You insulted this name!" The middle-aged bandit in the lead rode forward, "Do you dare to fight me to the death?"

Arthur laughed, "Do you mean a one-on-one duel?"

He was just about to test his combat power.

According to the world view of Mount and Blade, five attribute points are the level of normal people, and he is now 15.

The power far exceeds that of ordinary people!

Although the original owner had not experienced much actual combat, he had learned some basic sword skills of the nobles and his physical fitness was also good.

He also liked fighting very much. After all, the greatest fun of playing Mount and Blade was to chop people.

"Of course." The middle-aged bandit turned over and dismounted, patted his horse and asked it to go further away, "Looking at you like this, if you can catch my three swords, I will let you die more easily."

"It's hard to say who can catch whose three swords. Then..."

Arthur was about to agree, and Amber the Gray Robe suddenly said:

"My lord, you are too thin and weak. It is impossible for you to beat this bandit. If you want to duel, I will go."

Arthur was tall, but he was indeed thin.

Jules, who had been silent all the time, also said: "Let me do it. My nephew, you are really a little weak. You don't look good."

Jules has been wandering in Essos and Westeros for many years. He relies on being a mercenary. He even went to the famous mercenary group Second Sons for a while.

Although he was a bit of a scoundrel, he still had some skills.

"How do you know if I can beat him if you don't try?" Arthur dismounted.

He still had the confidence to beat the bandit.

Seeing that Arthur was determined to be a hero, Amber dismounted and stopped the lord in front of him, "No, I have to do it no matter what."

The middle-aged bandit laughed and said provocatively, "Are you afraid of letting your servants play a double act?"

"How could I be afraid of an unknown person like you?" Arthur responded to the middle-aged bandit, and then pushed Amber away, "Don't worry, I'm not that weak, you wait on the side."

After saying that, he drew out the two-handed sword of the Bracken family and strode forward.

Seeing this, Amber also drew out his own sword, ready to rush to rescue at any time.

Jules had a bad quarrel with Arthur in the morning, and was rejected just now. Seeing that his nephew was determined to show off, he left it alone and prepared to watch the show.

He even secretly hoped that the bandit could kill his nephew, so that he could inherit the family business legitimately.

After seeing the two people in the field draw their swords, Jules snorted coldly and said to Amber:

"I bet a silver deer that Arthur can't survive three rounds."

Amber turned back and glared at Jules, ignored him, and turned back to carefully watch the battle.

But a soldier named Piper next to him replied: "I bet that the lord can survive three rounds, at least five rounds."

Someone opened the market, and naturally someone followed the bet.

The other two soldiers believed that the lord could survive three rounds, but not five rounds, and each bet a silver deer.

The remaining two soldiers supported Jules's point of view, but did not bet.

In other words, none of the six people on Arthur's side was optimistic that he could win.

Obviously, the "bandit" on the opposite side also thought so.

And since Arthur left the field, he did not pay attention to the small actions of the people around him.

"Young Master Bracken, you are dragging the sword with one hand, can't you swing the big sword?" Roger said sarcastically.

From the moment Arthur got off the horse to the moment he walked in front of him to confront him, he was sure that his opponent had basically no actual combat experience.

Because Arthur always faced him head-on, which was a taboo in fighting.

Even the most inexperienced warriors knew that when fighting one-on-one, they should face the enemy sideways to reduce the probability of being hit.

He was very determined and wanted to perform hard in front of Brynden.

"Hey, cousin, do you think this young master Arthur is weaned?" Roger asked behind him.

Brynden laughed and said, "I don't think so. I've probably never even held a sword."

"Needless to say 80%, I'm sure this is his first actual combat." Roger pointed his sword at Arthur, who was standing upright, and tilted his head to point at Brynden.

"His stance is wrong. He should bend his body slightly before fighting to use force."

Brynden nodded, convinced.

"Then when holding the sword, you should keep the sword in front of your chest so that you can block, but also quickly perform offensive actions such as chopping, stabbing, and slashing."

Roger continued his commentary, pacing in front of Arthur as if he were facing a scarecrow who couldn't fight back.

Brynden observed the behavior of the two men, then took his distant cousin's words to heart and rated him a little higher.

This is all practical experience.

Arthur was happy. Before he could win, the bandits on the opposite side had already ignored him.

He raised his sword and prepared to attack.

"This starting position is absolutely useless. There are flaws in the chest."

Roger commented again, but he didn't have any offensive flaws. I guess it was out of disdain.

Of course, he didn't dodge.

And Brynden recognized Roger even more, because he also saw that Arthur's movements were extremely amateurish.

One of them rushed forward with his sword in hand, while the other commented indifferently, and the battle began.

Yule, who was on the side, thought that Arthur's defeat was determined and began to observe the bandits on the opposite side.

He noticed that another bandit on horseback also followed suit and organized a gambling game for the middle-aged bandit, but none of the bandits on horseback responded.

Moreover, the dozen or so bandits were all standing in an orderly manner, not at all like normal bandits.

strangeness! Are these bandits so well disciplined? Yule was confused.

He habitually glanced at the collar of the young bandit riding opposite, and immediately discovered a clue.

What was vaguely revealed was the image of Crowtree City with crows surrounding a weirwood tree.

The Blackwoods! Yule reacted immediately.

Years of mercenary experience made him realize that the person facing him was not a bandit, but a warrior from a rival family.

This is a conspiracy!

Although I don’t know what the opponent’s backhand is, the danger is not far away.

Yule quietly reined in his horse and prepared to run away.

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