Riding and Slashing

Chapter 230 Sigismund

As long as it is not a non-human being, the lord is still worthy, and he deliberately narrowed the distance between the two sides.

But in fact, the arenas in northern countries such as Sarleon, Raven, and Fieldsway are clearly different from the slave arenas of the Bacchus Empire.

The main event in the northern arena is the athletics meeting. Most of the participants are knights or noble children, at least they must be qualified to use the swallowtail flag, just like Li Ang was in the Fog Cage City at first, at least he must be a child of a knight.

Those who made a name for themselves in the competition are usually recruited by the higher-ranking nobles. Therefore, the competition in the north is often the entry level for the children of the nobles.

If it is an ordinary freeman or a slave warrior raised in the arena, no matter how good his skills are, he can only participate in real sword fighting competitions at most, and cannot participate in the competition.

But the arena of Bacchus is just the opposite. There will be no nobles participating in the arena. Those who fight in the arena are either slaves or fierce beasts such as lions, tigers and crocodiles...

Occasionally, there will be half-slave and half-free people. Basically, after breaking the law, they voluntarily come to atone for their sins by fighting.

This is the special law of Bacchus. When a person commits some less serious crimes and does not meet the felony standard of being sentenced to be hanged or reduced to slavery, he will be imprisoned or sent to work as a coolie.

If you don't want to go to jail, you can apply to enter the arena to entertain the audience and make atonement.

Freedom was won by winning the required match and recorded as a reservist.

This can also be regarded as encouraging the atmosphere of martial arts, so that Bacchus can continue to have the reserve force to be recruited.

But everything has advantages and disadvantages. Judging from the current situation of Bacchus, most of the reserve forces may have been involved in the rebellion and uprising. As a result, the scale of the rebel army and the rebel army was ridiculously large...

Especially this rebel army led by gladiators.

Because there are many sources of gladiators in the Bacchus Empire, including slaves, prisoners of war, criminals... everyone, and the gladiatorial competition has formed a multi-level league system with layers of selection. Therefore, the gladiators in Siyuan City are indeed skilled. Very tough.

Of course, there will be no weak players who can participate in the Champions League.

Although Castro is dead, even the runner-up in this rebel army does not seem to be very easy to deal with.

"Earl Leon? I've heard of you... You want us to obey you? But we have to know first, since you are the enemy of the Bacchus Empire, why did you rescue Boshi City? If you didn't attack us, we would have already fallen Boshi City is here!"

A tall gladiator stepped forward, a middle-aged man in black armor, who looked a bit like a Vaskerry pirate.He seemed to have indeed heard of Li Ang's reputation, but the gladiator didn't directly mention words like devil.

This guy doesn't seem like the kind of brainless brat.

"Capture Boshi City? That's right, you can indeed capture this city, but what happens after you conquer this city? Do you know how to deal with the Red Death? If you capture Boshi City, the only consequence is that many of you will die Infected with the Red Death, and then brought this terrible plague to every corner of the continent..."

Li Ang looked at the piece of wooden scaffolding on the city wall, and shook his head: "I am not here to save Boshi City, nor to save you, I am here to save all the civilians in the north! Devoured by the Snake Cult! For a peaceful life!"

"Peaceful life? I hope so... We didn't want to attack the city at first, but the army of Boshi City took the initiative to attack us, and we had no food... We also know the horror of the Red Death. In fact, we only I just want to seize the food in the warehouses of those nobles..."

I don't know if this sentence of saving the civilians in the north has played a role. The attitude of this gladiator has become a lot gentler, and his speech no longer seems extreme.

"Once you invade the city, the chaotic Boshi City will not be able to control those nobles who are infected with the Red Death and plan to flee..."

Alina interjected.

"Who cares what disease you get when you're starving?"

The gladiator did not quibble, but spoke the truth.

"That's right, you won't care about anything when you're hungry... So, I brought a lot of food! It's enough to feed all of you for two months! But you have to bring your troops to serve me!"

The lord pointed to the carriages: "You will become my commoner knights, and there are no slaves in my territory!"

That was more than 600 carts, and each cart was filled with grain.

"Civilian knight... I haven't heard anyone say that for many years... But, are you really planning to use the gladiator's method to win the respect of fighters, Lord Li Ang?"

The gladiator nodded, took off his helmet and put it on the ground, then bowed to the lord.

There was a big sword on the ground in front of him, it should be his original weapon, but he didn't reach out to take it.

The action of putting down the helmet is the habit of the fighters in the highlands of Ravencrow Realm when they conduct friendly exchanges, and it means that the point is over.

"Of course, this is the easiest way, isn't it? I will respect the way you follow the strong... But you don't look like a slave, are you a Raven or a Fieldsway, gladiator? What's your name? name?"

The lord saw the two-handed sword, and then at the gladiator—this guy looked like a descendant of Vanskerry pirates, but behaved like a Raven Highlander.

"I'm not a slave, and I'm not a gladiator, but I agree with the way gladiators follow the strong... My name is Sigismund Sinclair, a tramp without a home. Come on, Lord Leon, beat me , I will make them your loyal fighters!"

The middle-aged man who called himself Sigismund bowed his head to Li Ang, and gestured to the big sword on the ground: "Since it is your challenge, I choose to use weapons... Do you mind if I use two-handed swords?" Bar?"

When one party challenges, the other party has the right to choose whether to fight with bare hands or with weapons. This is the practice of gladiators when they compete.

"Sigismund? That name means 'guarded by victory', right? ... It's fitting. I'd like to know why you're in Bacchus instead of Ravencrows... But we'll see when we're done." Bar!"

Li Ang laughed, got off his horse, and returned the Eloquent Sword to his restored right hand.

Sigismund picked up the big sword on the ground, slapped his breastplate with the spine of the sword, then leaned the sword on his shoulder, and nodded to the lord.

Sure enough, it was the style of a warrior in the highlands of Ravencrow Realm.

It was a fair contest, and only swords were used on both sides.

However, Sigismund used a two-handed sword, which actually took advantage of it a little.

At this moment, Sigismund is attacking by taking advantage of the length of the great sword.

This is a very powerful fighter, if compared with people who also use a big sword, it is roughly on the same level as Frederick of Mettenheim.

But unlike the people of Mettenheim who are open and close, Sigismund's swordsmanship doesn't look gorgeous at all, and most of the movements don't seem very reasonable. Obviously, he has not received formal teaching, probably Self taught.

Not only is his movement and posture unreasonable, but he seems to be completely undefensive and has been rushing to attack.

But Sigismund's strange swordsmanship is very difficult to deal with, much more difficult to deal with than the Mettenheim people.

Because, his sword is fast, very fast.

When the speed of the sword reaches a certain level, there is really no need to defend...

Li Ang has never seen this kind of attack that can make the two-handed sword faster than the one-handed sword.

Right now, Sigismund is leaning sideways, keeping his sword at a distance of about two meters, and the movement range of each sword is not large, which makes Li Ang unable to get close at all.

Li Ang's sword was too short, unable to close the distance, he could only defend passively.

Since the Orator's Sword was in his hand, it was not as easy as the Griffin Sword, so Li Ang didn't intend to forcibly slash the opponent's sword to shorten the distance.

In fact, it's not very easy to slash now. Sigismund didn't slash, and he used the big sword for very special stabs more often.

Instead of holding the hilt with both hands, he held the hilt in his right hand, and used his left hand as a shelf, allowing the blade to push out from the back of his left hand.

There is a black metal gauntlet on his left arm. The surface of the gauntlet has been rubbed brightly. It seems that he often uses this special trick.

This kind of action is difficult to block, because this is using a big sword as a spear, and it is more concealed than a spear. The hilt of the sword is completely covered by the back hand, and it is difficult to distinguish the real from the real.

This kind of action seems to sacrifice some flexibility and shorten the attack distance, but the great sword he uses may be 1.7 meters long, even if the distance is shortened, it is still larger than Li Ang's attack range.

Due to the shielding and support of the left arm armor, this action can make it difficult for the opponent to distinguish the direction of the sword - his left hand can turn the half-pierced sword at any time.

If he blocks and intercepts rashly, intending to move the sword he is stabbing to the side, then Sigismund will probably follow the direction of the block after stabbing the sword, holding the hilt of the sword with his left hand and doing it with both hands. Slash in the opposite direction.

The initiative is in the opponent's hands, which makes Li Ang have to avoid carefully, and even take the initiative to distance himself, constantly looking for opportunities in circles.

But every time the lord takes a step to the side, Sigismund will immediately follow closely for half a step and continue to get stuck in the position. Obviously, his grasp of the pace and sense of position is better than all the opponents Li Ang has encountered.

Seeing that Sigismund hadn't shown any flaws, Li Ang frowned, and then suddenly laughed.

He suddenly felt that he had stayed with the Noldor elves for too long, and his brain seemed to have been infected a little bit, so why did he have to compete in sword skills?
I am not a martial idiot, nor do I intend to become the best swordsman in the world, I just want to win...

To win, you don't need to rely on swordsmanship at all, right?

So, the lord took two steps back and closed his eyes.

Then he put the sword into the scabbard sideways, took off the scabbard and put it on his waist, put his hands on the hilt, and made the appearance of an expert blind swordsman listening to the sound——and that movement It's still a gesture of drawing a knife.

It is estimated that no one in Pender Continent has seen the sword drawing technique, but this kind of closed-eyed pretending to be a master is indeed quite bluffing. Sigismund was stunned by it, and Wendy beside him also widened her eyes. The eyes look unbelievable.

Only Amy remained calm, just raised her eyebrows, and there was a smile on her face.

Now Sigismund obviously couldn't figure out the Lord Lord's situation, so he stabbed tentatively with his sword.

This sword was a pure false move, and it was retracted halfway through the strike, probably to test Li Ang's reaction.

In the end, the lord didn't move at all - Li Ang was very sure that Sigismund would not dare to attack with all his strength at this time. The more experienced the master, the less likely he would be to easily attack when the situation is unclear...

So Sigismund panicked a little.

He felt that Li Ang kept his eyes closed, but he could distinguish his false moves, and he didn't even have a dodge.

The two confronted each other for three seconds, neither of them moved.

Li Ang tilted his head slightly with his ears sideways, and Sigismund took a small step back with a 'whoosh', only to find that the lord did not move...

Sweat dripped from Sigismund's head.

At this moment, the lord suddenly opened his eyes and turned his head. Sigismund was shocked, and subconsciously raised the sword in front of him.

It's now!

This is Sigismund's instinctive reaction, but this defensive reaction should not appear at this time.

Li Ang suddenly rushed in front of his opponent, drew his sword and slashed.

This action really looks like the sword drawing technique in the rush, but Li Ang doesn't know this thing at all...

So what the lord did was something else - he threw the scabbard towards Sigismund in the posture of drawing his sword, and at the same time he flew towards Sigismund.

As soon as Sigismund put the sword in front of him, he caught a glimpse of a black thing flying towards his forehead, and quickly blocked it with the gauntlet of his left hand.

The gauntlet successfully blocked the scabbard, making a crisp sound of 'thump'.

But at the same time, it also blocked his own eyes.

Afterwards, he was thrown to the ground by Li Ang's arms, and the left arm armor in front of him was just caught by the lord.

When the two were fighting close to each other on the ground, the big sword was useless at all...

Moreover, Sigismund obviously didn't know any ground strangulation techniques. After his left hand was pinched, he wanted to knock Li Ang away, but Li Ang turned over and passed him - now his pinched left hand became Backhand triangle twist posture...

"Admit defeat?"

"Admit defeat..."

Sigismund didn't hesitate, and if he didn't admit defeat, he would be useless, and the gauntlets for joint skills couldn't prevent him.

Amy curled her lips, and complained in a voice that only she could hear: "Sure enough, deception is much more useful than swordsmanship..."

"Then go organize your troops, Sigismund. I'll wait here for you to bring the team over, and I hope you don't disappoint me."

The lord let go of his hand, pulled Sigismund up from the ground, and then shouted at the other gladiators watching the battle: "Is there anyone who refuses to accept?"

No one was dissatisfied, the gladiators all lowered their heads towards the lord while stroking their chests.

Although this victory does not seem to rely on pure force, but the arena is not pure force, the gladiators only look at the victory.

In the arena, only the victor is eligible to live.

"Since no one is dissatisfied, go and regroup your troops! Tell them, follow me, not only will you have food to eat, but you will never be slaves!"

Li Ang waved his hand, the Noldor guard put away their weapons and dispersed, and the gladiators were no longer guarded.

(End of this chapter)