Take the ride to dominate the game

Chapter 5

According to the plan, Arthur planned to charge with 21 sergeants and [-] peasant soldiers as the main force.

But Amber reminded that the north is the territory of the Blackwood family. The relationship between the two families is not good. If they find that Arthur is haunting their territory with dozens of soldiers, there will definitely be troubles in the future.

So Arthur followed Amber's suggestion and led six of the most powerful men on horseback to intercept the bandits.

The big troops chased after them.

During the chase in the afternoon, the distance between the two sides gradually narrowed. As long as the bandits were stopped for a little time, the infantry units could easily catch up.

After riding the horse and whipping the whip for a while, Arthur, Yule, Amber and other seven people stopped the "bandit" in a beech forest.

On this cloudless afternoon that is common in the riverlands, the sun shines on Arthur and the others through the gaps in the zelkova trees, while the bandits and the two hostages are in the shadows.

The clear distinction between light and dark creates an excellent atmosphere of confrontation.

"Why don't I deserve to be called Arthur?"

Arthur felt baffled, could it be that he met a fan of Fudio Excalibur?

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

Stark of the wolf family has Brandon the "Builder", Brandon the Builder, Brandon the Destroyer, four or five Brandons, etc., and the Targaryen of the Dragon family has five. Six Aegon.

If there is no title distinction, it will be difficult for audiences and readers to distinguish who is who.

Arthur didn't choose the same name as Fudio Excalibur Arthur Dayne, the top combat power in Game of Thrones.

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

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

He was about to test his fighting power.

According to Qi Qi's world view, five attribute points are the level of normal people, but he is now at 15.

Far beyond the power of ordinary people!
Although the original owner hadn't experienced much actual combat, he had learned some basic sword skills of nobles, and his physical fitness was not bad.

And he himself likes to fight very much, after all, the greatest joy of playing mount and cut is to cut people.

"Of course." The middle-aged bandit got off his horse and patted his horse to let it go further away. "Look at you, if you can catch my three swords, I will let you die a little easier."

"It's hard to say who can catch the Three Swords. Then..."

Arthur was about to agree, when the gray robe Amber suddenly said:
"My lord, no, you are too thin and weak. There is absolutely no way you can beat this bandit. If you want a duel, I will do it."

Although Arthur was tall, he was indeed thin.

Yu Le, who had been silent all the time, also said, "Let me do it, little nephew, you are really weak, and you don't seem to be able to do it."

Yule wandered around the continents of Essos and Westeros for many years, relying on being a mercenary, and even went to the famous mercenary group Second Sons for a while.

Although he is a bit of a mess, he still has some skills.

"How do you know if I can beat you if you don't try?" Arthur got off his horse.

He is still confident that he can beat this bandit.

Seeing that Arthur wanted to be a hero, Amber hurriedly got off his horse and stopped in front of the lord, "No, I have to do whatever I say."

The middle-aged bandit laughed when he saw this, and said excitedly: "You don't want your servant to play the oboe because you are afraid!"

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

After speaking, he pulled out the two-handed sword inherited from the Bracken family and strode forward.

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

Yu Le had a bad quarrel with Arthur in the morning, and was rejected again just now. Seeing that his nephew wanted to show off, he put it aside and prepared to watch a good show.

He even secretly hoped that the bandit could kill his nephew, so that he could inherit the family business in a legitimate way.

After seeing the two people in the field facing each other with their swords drawn, Yule snorted coldly and said to Amber:
"I bet a silver stag, Arthur won't survive three rounds."

Amber turned his head and glared at Yule, ignored him, and turned back to stare at the battle situation carefully.

Instead, a soldier named Pip replied, "I bet my lord can survive three rounds, at least five rounds."

Someone opened the market, and naturally someone called.

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

The remaining two soldiers supported Jule's view, but did not place their bets.

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

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

And since Arthur left the field, he didn't pay attention to the small actions of the people around him.

"Young master of Bracken, you are dragging the sword with one hand, so it must be the big sword that you can't swing?" Roger said in a strange way.

From the moment Arthur dismounted to confronting him in front of him, he had already determined that his opponent had basically no actual combat experience.

Because Arthur is always facing him head-on, and that's a big no-no in fighting.

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

He was determined and determined to show his strength in front of Brynden.

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

Brynden laughed, "I don't think so, I probably haven't even taken a sword."

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

"His standing posture is wrong. Before fighting, he should bow his body slightly so that he can exert strength."

Brynden nodded appreciatively.

"Then is to hold the sword. You should keep the sword in front of your chest, so that you can block it, and you can also quickly perform offensive actions such as chopping, stabbing, and chopping."

Roger continued to comment, and walked up and down in front of Arthur, as if facing a scarecrow who would not fight back.

Brynden observed the behavior of the two, then took to heart the words of his distant cousin, and raised his evaluation a little.

This is all practical experience.

Arthur was overjoyed. Before he had won, the bandits on the opposite side had already ignored him.

He swung his sword, ready to attack.

"This opening gesture is useless, the chest is full of flaws."

Roger commented again, but he didn't have an offensive opening, presumably out of disdain.

Of course, he didn't dodge either.

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

One rushed up with a sword, and the other commented indifferently, and the battle began like this.

On the other hand, Yu Le thought that Arthur's defeat was certain, so he began to observe the bandits on the opposite side.

He noticed that another bandit riding a horse followed suit just now, and organized a bet for the middle-aged bandit, but none of the bandits who did not ride a horse responded.

Moreover, the dozen or so bandits were all standing upright, not at all like the crooked ruffians of normal bandits.

strangeness!Are these bandits so disciplined?Yule was puzzled.

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

Faintly revealed is the pattern of Raventree City with crows surrounding the weirwood.

The Blackwoods!Yule reacted immediately.

Years of mercenary experience made him realize that the opponent 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, but the danger is not far away.

Yule quietly reined in his horse, ready to run away.

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