I am Peter III, Emperor of the Hexagon of the Goose Kingdom

Chapter 77 Before the Duel

Sophia saw that of the two men, one was dark and handsome, and the other was strong and agile.

And both of them held a sword in their hands, and they were attacking back and forth, and sweat broke out on the foreheads of both of them.

I am afraid that if you are not careful, you will be poked a hole.

Sophia had never seen a duel between men, so she couldn't help but feel anxious for a while.

And Peter frowned.

The agreed duel, is this a play?

Which duel is with a sword, not a gun?
Peter called Matriona to inquire, and Matriona said it was suggested by Sergey.

Peter couldn't help calling Chernyshov a fool.

Wounded with a sword and still waiting for Sergey to recover?

He's going to shoot this son of a bitch!

Whispered to Matrona, Matrona nodded.

Then Peter gave a dry cough, drew out the flintlock on Mirkowski's waist, and pulled the trigger into the air.

Under the action of the spring, the flint hit the edge of the fire door heavily, sparks came out, and the gunpowder was ignited to fire.

Accompanied by a bang gunshot, a sheep dung egg was sprayed into the sky in a puff of smoke.

The sound of the gun startled the two people who were dueling, they couldn't help but stopped and looked here.

Because Peter didn't show up with his aunt at the masquerade last time, Sergey didn't know him, and Matriona ran forward to introduce Peter's identity.

When Sergey saw Peter surrounded by guards, those guards were all dressed in red and white court attire, so he thought he had some serious background.

Hearing Matriona's introduction again, she immediately put down her weapon and was overjoyed.

Seeing that he was about to be defeated, he would either die or be injured, but he did not expect that the crown prince came here for some reason.

It happened to take the opportunity of the crown prince to stop this duel.

Then Sergey stepped forward to salute Peter, then looked up, and saw Sophia standing beside Peter, stunned.

I have never seen such an attractive woman.

Although he was still sweating profusely, his eyes were full of amazement, and there was a hint of desire.

Seeing it, Peter couldn't help but sneered, ignored him, and looked at Chernyshov, who was walking towards him, with a bad look.

After a while, he spoke to Matrona:

"Ma'am, our duels in Russia are not like this. Since you are all my Russian citizens, of course you have to fight in the Russian way. Your Excellency, do you think so?"

The second half of the sentence was directed at Chernyshov.

Under the dangerous eyes of His Highness, Chernyshov suddenly realized.

He now admits that he underestimated Sergey before, and he couldn't help becoming nervous when His Highness proposed this kind of duel.

In this case, one is doomed to die!
Bullets don't have eyes, what if he is the one who dies?
Before he could speak, Sergey was taken aback.

It was okay to use a sword just now, wouldn't it be more dangerous to use a gun, he said quickly:

"Your Highness, I admit..."

Without looking at him, Peter said to Matrona:

"Madam, what do you think of the two warriors fighting for you?"

Matrona wept and said:
"Your Highness, if my husband dies because of this, I will definitely be in great pain, woo..."

Sergey almost fainted from anger, and almost cursed.

He wants to admit defeat, what kind of mess is this woman!

Has Matrona been kicked in the head by a donkey!
He said again:

"Your Highness, I..."

Peter suddenly raised his voice:

"The duel between men cannot be flinched, whoever admits defeat, dies!"

For a moment, the guards all raised their flintlock guns at Sergey, and the scene was almost suffocating.

Sergey couldn't help feeling weak all over.

He was sweating uncontrollably, his mouth was trembling, but he couldn't utter a word.

Peter said to Mirkowski:

"You give them weapons, load them."

"Yes!"

Not far away is a small river that is more open. It is not frozen at this time, and the river is flowing turbulently.

A table had already been set up at the place where the duel had taken place, and Mirkowski ordered it to be carried to the river.

Then take out two flintlock guns.

In the eyes of Sergey and Chernyshev, the process of reloading seemed extremely long, and both of them couldn't help but shiver.

It's just that Sergey trembled more than Chernyshov.

He couldn't help shaking, and his nostrils were stretched because of the uncontrollable rapid breathing, and the white air of his breath came out in this cold weather.

"boom--"

"boom--"

After the gun test, Mirkovsky asked Sergey and Chernyshov to choose.

The two guns are the same, and they are both used by the palace guards, so naturally there will be no problem.

Chernyshev could no longer maintain complete composure, and he tried his best not to tremble.

Sergey was panting, and looked this way almost pleadingly, Peter put his arms around Sofia and softly comforted her nervousness, without looking at him.

Sophia is a small bird.

Pleading to no avail, Sergei had to step aside with a gun.

Seeing the two standing face to face at a distance, Peter couldn't help but nodded in satisfaction.

According to the Russian duel rules, the two parties to the duel look at each other 40 steps apart, and then shoot at each other at the same time. The interval between the first shot and the second shot is not less than 1 minute, until the opponent dies.

Peter said to Matrona:

"Madam, let us pray for your husband."

As he spoke, he made the sign of the cross.

And Sofia also prayed, and after requesting Peter, she gave Matrona a hug full of sympathy.

Then Sophia turned her head away, not daring to look.

Matrona glanced at Peter and couldn't help crossing himself in his meaningful eyes, but this cross was extremely erotic.

But Sophia, who turned her head away, and the guards waiting to guard His Highness did not notice.

A gust of wind blew by, and the river water was blown into circles of ripples.

The two men by the river were standing by the river.

The scene is picturesque.

Chernyshev's chest rose and fell, and he had already established from the sword fight that Sergey was not a pussy, despite his frequent flings on women.

If Sergey had a character like himself and was eager to make contributions, I'm afraid he was not his opponent.

What's more, it's a gun now!

Chernyshev's nose was also beaded with sweat.

As for Sergey, his body gradually stopped shaking, but his teeth were ringing.

There was fear in his eyes, and for some reason, he suddenly calmed down completely.

The air is quiet...

No birds, no insects...

The guards also held their breath.

The hands of the two guns were drooping, forming an angle of 45 degrees with the ground.

(End of this chapter)