Warhammer Throne

"Hmm!" About twenty minutes later, the kingdom knight named Tolan had become the end of the crossbow, and he was struggling to support him under the slam of Becker's warhammer.

The white wolf knights who believe in Uric often have a characteristic, that is, the more they fight, Tolan can still be evenly matched with Becker at the beginning, but as time goes by, the kingdom knights wearing plate armor and swords and shields began to start. Down the wind.

The sturdy warhammer slammed on the shield, red and blue, with a long sword painted in the middle of the coat of arms of the Principality of Kagasong has been beaten out of shape, Becker sweated profusely: "Happy, happy, come Ah, Breton, aren’t you great?"

"The knight on the other side of the mountain! Don't underestimate our strength! For the lady!" The kingdom knight slammed his shield forward, pushing Becker back.

"Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh~ Own physical strength.

The white wolf knight Becker also sweats profusely. His beard and sideburns have been soaked with sweat. In such a high-intensity battle, his stamina is also consumed very quickly: "Brittania knight, you Very good, I can persist until now, but I will definitely defeat you in the name of Urik!"

"I am, for the lady and the king, for Bretania!" Tolan yelled, and raised his shield again.

On the high platform, Ryan was sitting next to Mogiana. I don’t know why, the lake **** witch seemed to have arrested him. He had no chance to say a few words to François and was directly killed by Moggi. Anna pulled and sat with her.

Morgiana’s body was like the fairy in the lake, with a fragrant scent of iris, which was refreshing. Ryan sat next to Morgiana, frowning: "This kingdom knight named Tolan also It's not Becker's opponent, he probably will lose."

There was a hint of displeasure in the green eyes of the Lake God Witch. This displeasure was not directed at Ryan, but at Tolan. She directly said: "Tolan is already an elite high-ranking kingdom knight. He is good at horse warfare and Using a lance, swordsmanship is acceptable, but it is obviously not the opponent of this white wolf knight, Urik's knight is really not to be underestimated."

"The White Wolf Knights, the Griffin Knights, and the Holy Grail Knights are also known as the three knights of the old world. In the north of the empire, it is the supreme honor to have children in the family to become the White Wolf Knights." Ryan said only lightly. In a word, I won't say more.

Mogiana nodded, and her cold voice finally became serious: "This time let the knights of the kingdom increase their knowledge. The strength of the imperial knights across the mountain is no longer weaker than us."

When the two talked, the victory or defeat was divided, Tolan's shield was blown away, and the exhausted knight had lost the ability to fight again, so he had to raise his hand to signal that he surrendered.

"Hahahahaha!" The young white wolf knight was also very tired. He gasped and laughed loudly, and then intermittently said: "Praise...white wolf...Urik."

Tolan's face turned red for a while and white. He really didn't want to admit defeat, but the lady taught the knights to be honest. He knew that if he was strong enough, he might be humiliated again, so he could only leave silently.

Richard's face was even more ugly, or that the faces of the great nobles in Brittania became ugly. They looked at the retreating knights of the kingdom with reproachful eyes. The nobles knew that things were difficult now.

Among the great aristocrats present, there are still many legendary powerhouses. After all, about 30% of the great aristocrats of the entire kingdom are gathered here, but the problem lies in the request of the ambassador of the empire, Boris, and the duel of the young people.

From the appearance point of view, the white wolf knight in front of him seems to be only twenty-five or sixty years old, and in any case he is not thirty years old. Since Boris has made the request that it is a duel between young people, the older ones will naturally not end well. NS.

François's face was also very ugly, his son Julius did not come today.

Although the king had all counts and nobles above the count to participate, Francois directly ignored the king’s orders. Julius took the time to guide his sister Suria on the rules of the Knights’ Tournament and many others. Tips, this is very important to Suria's journey to the Knights' Congress, so the Duke himself arranged for his children to stay at home, and only came by himself.

"Damn, the empires came prepared." François said to Raun, who was sitting next to him. The grand duke's face was full of caution and thinking: "This elector first asked for a foot battle. Weakening our strength, and then asking young people to choose from among young people to compete is also a strategy. He is clearly prepared, but we cannot refuse. Dismounting to fight is indeed a skill that knights must also be proficient in. Young knights belong to the kingdom. future."

"The humans across the mountain are always so aggressive." Lawn also looked serious: "Then, only let Ryan..."

"No!" François categorically rejected the offer: "Let Ryan go up now? Don't forget, the opposite is just an ordinary white wolf knight, and we in Brittany will actually ask the lady's chosen champion to go up and fight. This may be the plan of the Elector of Boris. As long as he is forced out of Ryan, even if Ryan can defeat the white wolf knight named Becker? We have already lost!"

Lawn nodded. He is more than 40 years old, and he still has no children.

"Why, don't our knight allies have a young man who can rival us as an ordinary white wolf knight?" Boris said gruffly, and the feathers on his head swayed triumphantly in the air following the master's movements.

Boris looked at several dukes present with provocative eyes: Francois, Duke of Winford, Dalheide, Duke of Lyonese, Raun, Duke of Connet, the King of Cavaliers, and Richard, Duke of Le-Angouran.

Finally, Dalheide, Duke of Lyonace, could not sit still. He cast a color on a young knight beside him, so the young knight stood up: "Aldreid of Lyonace, son of Dalheide, Accept your challenge on behalf of the lady!"

This young man has short flowing brown hair, a pair of slender black eyes and a high bridge of nose, the corners of his mouth are full of enthusiasm, he is wearing a set of shiny enchanted plate armor, holding a cross helmet, Stepped out of the crowd: "Aldreid de Lyonace, faithful believer of the lady, son of Dahlheide!"

"Huh?" Morjana said strangely. The Lake God Witch was holding the Holy Grail of the potion, and she couldn't tell what the expression was on her face: "He actually came too."

"This knight? Is the eldest son of Duke Dalhead?" Ryan asked curiously.

"Well, Aldelaide is the eldest son of Dahlheide, but Dahlheide was already old when he gave birth to him, and he was unable to manage his eldest son... So Aldelaide gradually grew into an alcoholic. Drunkard and arrogant arrogance." Morgiana sighed: "Therefore, Dahlheide sent Aldelaide to the Duchy of Beléon, which is at war with Estalia, where he hopes that there will be a continuous war environment. And the strong artistic atmosphere can make him change. He feels that in this way, Aldelaide can accept the teachings of Theodoric, learn piety and self-discipline, and stay away from his group of drinkers."

"It's no use, right?" Ryan smiled.

"Yes, it's no use." Mogiana's beautiful face and blue eyes were full of helplessness. Her beautiful body was slightly changed to a sitting position, and the white soft boots under the long skirt came out: "Sad It was Aldelaide who immediately found a group of like-minded drinkers in Berleon and formed a drinker's club. He used his identity as the heir to the duke to gather everyone together, no matter how strict Theodoric punishes them. , They will never be able to correct the problem of alcoholism... Despite this, Aldelaide's strength is still remarkable. It is not surprising that he will come out to fight."

Aldelaide stepped out of the stands and stood opposite Becker. His footsteps were still a bit vain, but his whole body was burning with vigorous fighting spirit: "I accept your challenge, White Wolf Knight, I will not bully You, I will give you twenty minutes to rest, and then we will fight again!"

"...As you wish!" The young white wolf knight chose to rest in Boris's warning gaze. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the older white wolf knights immediately fetched medicines and potions for Baker. Heal.

The red-bottomed and silver-clad Aldelaide looked at the white wolf knight who was healing with contempt. The crimson lion on his shield was glowing in the sun, and the kingdom knight walked around in front of the white wolf knight. , The armor and the chain mail rubbed and made a harsh sound.

Twenty minutes later, the battle started again.

Unlike the other knights, Aldelaide was holding his shield and slowly approaching Becker. The White Wolf Knight was as brave as before. He strode towards the son of the Duke of Lyonasse without caring, and then Raised the warhammer as high as ever.

"Come!" Aldelaide used his long sword to slam his shield vigorously, then suddenly became short, lifted the shield diagonally, and used his entire body to bear the weight of the warhammer.

A heavy blow had no effect. The young White Wolf Knight had to face a strong reaction force. The warhammer was bounced off by a strong shield, and when the White Wolf Knight stepped back a little to balance his body, Aldred Swinging the shield directly, he slammed the white wolf knight's forehead with the upper edge of the shield. The power of the kingdom knight was so great that the white wolf knight took a lot of steps backwards before slowing down.

"What is the real powerful attack from? Is it the long sword that you can see? No, White Wolf Knight, the real powerful attack comes from a place you didn't expect, little wolf boy, today I will Let me give you a lesson!" The kingdom knight directly used the shield sweep to bounce off Becker's warhammer attack, and then used the shield to hit Becker's forehead again.

Feeling dizzy and dizzy, the White Wolf Knight stepped back and tried to get away from Aldrellela.

The kingdom knight didn't give him this opportunity at all, he strode closer, and even shot a few swords, the white wolf knight left and right awkwardly, embarrassed, the initiative of the battle was completely controlled by Aldelaide.

Sitting in the stands, Ryan squinted his eyes and said to Morgiana next to him: "Aldelaide is not rigid at all in the use of shields. He flexibly used the cooperation of swords and shields to grasp the first opportunity. The Cavaliers were given the upper hand when they were not superior in wrist strength. This time Aldelaide won."

Morgiana snorted. It seemed that the Lake God Witch was still dissatisfied. There was no joy in her tone: "A white wolf knight who came out to test the fiction and reality let a legendary junior duke out. What if you win?"

"That's better than not winning," Ryan said helplessly.

In the arena, the victory and defeat gradually became clear. The sharp sword in Aldelaide's hand was like the sharp teeth of a lion, with the power to shred everything. With every blow, Becker had to give up the offensive and return to the hammer to defend. , Just after the sword, the shield attack came again, and Becker had completely lost the initiative.

In the end, the kingdom knight’s iron boots kicked on the white wolf knight’s calf, and then the sharp sword was wiped off the side of Becker’s neck. Aldelaide spit out and withdrew his sword: "Ms. Yi In the name, you lose, White Wolf Knight!"

"Yes, I lost. In the name of Urik, the honor belongs to you!" Becker gave in. He just felt death passing by. The young white wolf knight gasped for breath, and then talked to his colleagues. He helped down and retreated to his side.

Boris patted Becker on the shoulder. An elite mid-level young white wolf knight can fight with a legendary junior duke's son. Even Yurik will not accuse him. Everyone is human. Nothing. You must fight to the death.

Next, Aldelaide completed the feat of one wear three, he defeated two consecutive white wolf knights who came to challenge.

"For madam! For Britania!" The kingdom knight who was less than thirty raised his shield.

"Ye ye ye!" There were carnivals in the Bretania camp. The knights sang loudly and chanted the name of the fairy in the lake. The Duke of Lyonasse received a lot of praise, everyone praised him for having Excellent aunt.

Although Dahlheide was humble on the surface, in fact his triumphant expression had already betrayed him. The Duke himself deliberately glanced at Ryan who was talking to Mogiana, and Ryan responded with a smile.

The empire could no longer sit still, and Boris Todd Blinger turned around: "In this case, then... Conil, it's your turn to dispatch!"

"Yes, my lord!" A young man with a gray wolf head fur on his head, his face looked very young, and even a young man with some fluffy lips stood up. He held a silver skeleton warhammer in his hand and was dressed in a huge wolf. He walked into the arena in a leather cloak with a white wolf knight badge hanging on his chest.

"Uric's champion warrior, the seventh company commander of the White Wolf Knights, Conil Ritzfeld, accept your challenge, and may Uric grant me victory!"

"In the name of a lady, I accept your challenge!" Aldelaide accepted the challenge. He smiled disdainfully, then looked at the fluff on Conil’s mouth and suddenly smiled: "Tell me, Xiao Wolf cub, how old are you this year?"

"24 years old, a knight!"

"Okay, then let's start!"