Game of Thrones: Catastrophe

The horse's hooves trampled on the ground one after another, and the majestic war horse moved forward. The warrior on the horse's back was wearing hard armor and clamped the huge wooden gun under his armpit. The tip of the gun pointed at the opponent's body, and followed the The charge was getting closer and closer, and the body was slightly lowered.

With a click, as the wood chips flew up, two huge knight guns broke, and two war horses passed by. A knight threw the broken gun in his hand off the horse, reached out and lifted up the protective armor of the barrel-shaped helmet. A rough face full of beard reveals.

Greg Crigan, a family that raises dogs for the Lannister family in Kaiyan City, Western Region. People call this Crigan Knight another name: Demon Mountain.

The Demon Mountain sat high on the war horse, holding its head up and tugging at the reins lightly. Behind him, the opponent's war horse slowly stopped. The knight slid down from the horse's back, facing the sky, and rolled up a deformed guard in front of his chest. The throat, the iron plate of the throat protection was penetrated by the broken tip of the Knight's gun, and blood was coming out from the wound of the throat pierced by the wooden jab.

In the stands, the crowd burst into a commotion and shouted, both surprised by the bloody scene and cheered for the fierce knight gunfight.

"It's very smooth!" Leonor patted his thighs with his hand, and said to Renli beside him with a curl of his mouth.

"It's just some luck." Lan Li covered her forehead with her hand and looked reserved but proud.

The person who died at the Demon Mountain in the field was named Shuff, from the East Valley, and was the servant of Jon Elin who had just been promoted to the knight.

Leonor looked at the dead Schufu in the field and then looked at Ed, who was sitting next to his brother Robert. Sure enough, he saw confusion and suspicion in the face of this Duke Stark. He got up and squandered his strength to find out the cultivator, but he was killed in front of him, and died at the hands of Lannister's vassal.

"When do you think they can fight?" Lan Li asked in a low voice, referring to the Lannister family and the Stark family.

"You are so proud, my brother." Leonor reminded Lan Li to pay attention to the occasion and not to talk about important matters in such a crowded place, as it is easy to be heard.

"You have many subordinates who participated in this competition, but there was not one of them in the gun competition!" Lan Li curled her lips and mentioned another thing. Leonor's Midsummer Hall selected a group of soldiers to participate in this competition. But there was no one who entered the gun competition.

"This bloody competition has no meaning at all." Leonor expressed his thoughts.

His soldiers are all from practicing swords, formations and bows and arrows. They occasionally have equestrians and driving. However, they have to compete with those knights who have practiced fighting for more than ten years in equestrians and guns. It is just a waste of their lives. Therefore, he It is prohibited to participate in the competition.

"Soldiers cannot grow without being baptized by blood." Lanli felt that Leonor was too naive and it was unrealistic to win without bleeding.

"Let him!" Leonor still felt that gunfighting was a private fight, and soldiers should quit private fights and public fights.

The martial arts competition is still going on. After several days of fierce competition, the archery competition, group battles and swordsmanship have successively won the championship.

Among the three competitions he participated in, Leono's subordinates selected from the Midsummer Hall only performed well in team battles and directly won the championship. As for the archery competition and swordsmanship competition, he directly won nothing.

Although he gained very little, Leonor was still satisfied overall, because most of his soldiers were from down-and-out nobles and civilians. Why did he compare how many years of hard training to the hard accumulation of others over the past ten years or even several generations?

Leono was very satisfied with the current results. He fulfilled his promise to the players who won the team battle championship and the third place in archery, and granted full amount to the corresponding fiefs, and promoted the positions of the people participating in the competition to encourage them to do so. Keep trying to spread the good experience of group combat.

In addition to digesting his experience in his own internal organization, the most important gunfighting competition in the martial arts competition also decided on the final four.

The gunfighting competition is valued for its involvement in the competition's equestrian, gun technique, physical fitness, and mental qualities.

People can say that group battles are not honorable, archers are not honored, and swordsmen rely on external objects, but they cannot say that there is something wrong with the charge knight wearing heavy armor and galloping horses. Therefore, the gunfighting competition is regarded as the most important final. The champion is also regarded as the champion of the competition and has the power to offer flowers to select the "Queen of Love and Beauty".

After fierce competition, Grego Crigan, the vassal of the Lannister family in the West, James Lannister, the regicide of the Royal Guard, and the third son of the Tyriar family in the River Bay. Loras Tyriel and Sandor Clicang of the West became the semi-finals.

"I'm sure to win, my brother, if I were you, I could throw a bet on Lolas now, so I would definitely make a big profit." Lan Li looked proud to Leonor with a look of honor. suggestion.

"My brother, you have to see clearly." Leonor picked his eyelids. He saw that Lan Li was proud of his little lover. "The other three people in the semi-finals are Lan Nister. ”

Leonor's words made Lan Li's originally happy expression collapse, but he quickly held on:

"This is a gun fight, a glorious duel, and the number of people is meaningless."

"Even if Loras wins, he can't give you his flowers."

"Enough..." Renli broke the defense directly.

"Who asked you to provoke me first?" Leonor curled the corner of his mouth.

"I'm a suggestion." Lanli tried to find a solution for herself.

"I'm just reminding you some facts, too." Leonor showed an indifferent expression.

Leonor is fighting with Renly, and the game is in full swing. Loras Tyriel defeated Demon Mountain with a mare in heat, while Sandor Cligan defeated directly head-on After the regicide James Lannister, the brave fight of the four made everyone on the field intoxicated and cheered.

In the final four, everyone showed their style in the duel, and as Leonor watched, he gradually improved the gunfighting game.

Leono himself has always scoffed at the battlefield generals, and always felt that this kind of personal fight was a private fight. However, as he was on the audience stage, he saw that he was obviously just four human-shaped cans running against each other and had no highlights. Countless onlookers cheered, and hundreds of people were in their moods one after another.

Suppose this is a battlefield, and four iron cans, including Demon Mountain, are enemies, and hundreds of spectators are their own soldiers. Even if they have a hundred ways to command hundreds of people to defeat the four iron cans, Leonor is expected to end. The one who lost must be himself, because the audience of hundreds of people had no morale at all.

The four iron cans, including Demon Mountain, look bulky, but as long as they charge, even a hundred times more enemies will be dispersed and driven away.

Faced with the feeling of oppression from the horses, those who can turn around and run have good psychological qualities. Most people may have weak legs and cannot run even if they run.

Leono for a moment understood the powerlessness of the Song and Ming dynasties in ancient China facing the northern nomadic peoples.