People in the middle ages, draw cards to get promoted

Chapter 14 Champion Knight

The game continues.

From time to time, the bodies of knights and horses were carried out of the arena.

Lothar's opponent in the second round was the poor knight he had seen before, who had flirted with the noble lady in the stands off the court.

Not only was he wearing a cheap ridged helmet on his head, but his blouse had also been starched and turned white, and there were even faint traces of rust on the rings on the armor.

Although his martial arts skills were pretty good, Lothar still defeated him easily.

He had no idea of ​​adult beauty, because he was sure that even if he deliberately lost to this poor knight, this man would still be eliminated in the next battle.

The opponent in the next match may not be as kind as myself.

The possibility of this poor knight spilling his blood on the spot was too high.

He obviously understood this truth and sincerely thanked me: "Thank you for your mercy."

Lothar shook his head: "You're welcome, but with all due respect, you must at least get a decent suit of armor before participating in competitive competitions."

The poor knight looked bitter: "I originally hoped to defeat a rich knight in the first round so that I could use the opponent's armor, but unfortunately my opponent was also a landless knight like me."

"In short, it's better not to take such risks. For you, the competition field is sometimes more cruel than the battlefield."

"On a chaotic battlefield, even a peasant soldier wearing commoners and holding a manure fork may kill a noble knight, but on the battlefield, this can never be done."

The poor knight sighed. These words compared him to a humble peasant soldier. In the eyes of some knights who thought highly of themselves, it was tantamount to humiliation.

But he can understand the well-intentioned advice.

What's more, for a poor knight without a fief, he never thought that he was really any more noble than the peasants and soldiers working in the fields.

"Thank you for your advice. I am Ned Stark from Holstein. After the contest, I will give the ransom to your squire."

Lothar waved his hand: "No need, you should keep the money for yourself and buy decent armor. Your martial arts are good, but the equipment is holding you back."

He glanced at the aristocratic lady in the stands, who was holding a handkerchief with a worried face, and said with deep meaning: "May Heavenly Father bless you and make all your wishes come true."

Although such an opponent is easy to deal with, there is not much money to be squeezed out of it.

It is not in line with his values ​​to force others to give up everything and squeeze out such a small amount of money as ransom.

"Thank you for your generosity."

Ned's face was full of gratitude: "May Heavenly Father protect a morally noble person like you, enable you to make great achievements and everything goes smoothly."

Lothar waved his hand and left the arena.

As time goes by, the sky becomes brighter and brighter.

The dark clouds in the sky gradually dispersed, revealing the dazzling sun.

Lothar has experienced many opponents.

Church knights from Cologne, monk knights from a small order of knights, and aristocratic knights like Abelardo who pursue honor and have deep pockets.

They come from Lombardy, Gaul, Albion, and Germania. This knight competition has gathered almost half of the knights in Christendom.

Quite a few of them have the same goal as Lothar, and are planning to pass through here to take a boat to Venice, or take the overland route through the Eastern Empire to go to the Holy Land to participate in the Eastern Expedition.

Only the knights in Iberia were missing, which was still on the front lines of the reconquest.

Although the power of the Moors has become somewhat sluggish, a lean camel is bigger than a horse, plus the support of Morocco and other countries behind them.

That place is already the front line of the Crusades, and it is unrealistic to allocate any amount of force to the Holy Land.

After several rounds of fighting and watching, Lothar had to admit that in most cases, the richer the knight, the stronger he was.

Two wealthy knights from Lombardy even wore half-plate armor, which was very rare in this era (not historical fact), and it was difficult for opponents to even break through their defenses.

Even excluding the factors of equipment, wealthy knights are still generally more powerful.

On the one hand, they usually eat more meat and have stronger bodies.

On the other hand, they can also hire better and more expensive knight coaches and swordsmanship coaches, or simply have a family with a long history of martial arts inheritance.

The poor in literature and rich in martial arts has always been the same principle at all times and in all countries.

Fortunately, Lothar's father, Count Werner, was a knight with strong martial arts skills. In addition, he gained a lot of wealth from the Crusades, so Lothar could barely fall into the category of "rich knight".

Finally, there were fewer and fewer contestants.

Lothar's rest time is getting shorter and shorter. He often returns to the battlefield after two or three rounds just after defeating his opponent.

He felt like a bow whose string was getting tighter and tighter.

Hans still had too little combat experience. Although his attributes were not weak, he still defeated three opponents but unfortunately lost.

Fortunately, the opponent did not have much advantage. After defeating him, he was unable to pursue the victory and could only barely stay standing, so there was no room for asking for ransom.

Hans won three victories and won thirty gold coins of different qualities. The losers were all quite wealthy, so they decided to spend money to redeem their beloved mounts and precious armor.

Lothar's luck was far worse.

Most of his opponents are poor men who stumbled in by relying on martial arts and luck. Even if they win, the ransom they can earn is very limited.

Lothar even received silver dinar coins that were black in color, indicating that the silver content in them was pitiful.

However, he finally accepted the other party's offer.

He didn't want to be too stingy and have to take off the opponent's old armor of average quality, making the scene too ugly.

A reputation for generosity was important to a knight.

If you spend too much money, you will easily be nicknamed "Jew of Allgäu" and "Shylock of Allgäu" by the knights and bards present.

Of course, we are not yet in the Renaissance era, and the classic "The Merchant of Venice" has not yet been released.

…

By the penultimate game, both Lothar and his opponent were at the end of their tether.

Due to the exhaustion of physical energy, both of them lost the confidence to fight quickly and could only collide with weapons, shields, and even bodies again and again.

Finally, Lothar caught an oversight by his opponent.

A shield strike knocked away the opponent's shield.

He hit the opponent's helmet with the hilt of the sword with his backhand. When the opponent was shocked to death, he took off his helmet and gave the opponent a headbutt, knocking him unconscious on the spot.

Finally won!

Probably because there was no blood, Lothar gained very little experience from defeating these knights.

But he is not far from the second level itself.

Defeat this person and successfully push the experience bar up to the final step.

In an instant, he felt that his already depleted physical strength became full again.

The whole person's state is instantly filled up.

Even the fatigue accumulated from days of hard work was released.

Lothar raised the sword in his hand and saluted the people watching the battle.

People also responded with warm applause.

They were full of affection for this young man who had won consecutive games and reached the finals. He was also very generous and reduced the ransoms of many poor knights.

After this competitive competition, even if Lothar fails to win the title of Champion Knight, he will successfully make the name of Lothar of Allgäu resound across the borders of Eastern Europe.

In the future, if Lothar is granted the title of lord in Jerusalem, even though countless knights will come to serve him with a single call, he will still be much stronger than an unknown person.

As for the three newly obtained attribute points.

Lothar would definitely not consider adding spirit. Although increasing spirit can also improve his reflexes and mental resistance, the most important thing is the blue bar.

He doesn't have any active skills, and it's useless to have a blue bar.

Additionally, strength is also excluded.

As a knight, he mainly relies on horse power when charging, and his attack power is more than enough. However, in foot combat, even if his strength is increased, it will be difficult to cut through the enemy's armor.

What determines his ability to continue fighting is physical strength on the one hand, and endurance on the other.

But the main improvement in endurance is defense.

Even if Lothar added all three attribute points to endurance, the toughness of the skin would hardly be comparable to that of strong armor.

Moreover, Lothar has not been able to draw any treatment followers. With the poor medical standards of this era, a cold or a plague may kill him.

His most important thing right now is to save his life!

So he put all the three newly acquired attribute points into the physical column.

If Lothar's physical strength before was 8 points, which could only be said to be in line with the basic level of a powerful knight, then the current 11 points indicate that he has begun to exceed the category of a human being.

Ordinary diseases can no longer take effect on him. Injuries that could kill ordinary people would only be a serious injury to him.

Not only that, with a physical strength of up to eleven points, he felt that his energy was becoming more and more surging, as if he had endless strength and wanted to vent it out immediately.

In the stands, the witch advisor next to Count Leopold gave Lothar a deep look.

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, but he didn't say anything, but turned his gaze to Prajna.

She attributed the changes in Lothar to Prajna, a powerful witch who she considered to be on the same level as her.

She didn't wonder why such a powerful witch would commit herself to the command of a little knight.

Because witches are emotional animals.

It is not uncommon to become blind for the sake of love.

(End of chapter)