Vikings: Journey of the Juggernaut

Chapter 144 Boxing match, the emergence of the iron-slaying man
  In the public area at the junction of Chishan and Lushan, under the moonlight, there were hundreds of excited mining workers.

People were sitting or standing on the surrounding small mounds, looking at the boxing venue that was simply surrounded by a fence. There were also members of the Whale Mountain and Lushan Guards around to maintain order.

"Let it go, let it go."

On both sides, miners carried ten large barrels of malt liquor and ten portions of meat. These were the spoils of the boxing match. The meat is exclusive to the victor's boxer, while the ale is available to all members of the winning side.

According to the rules of the boxing match, ten people from each side will randomly draw lots and compete against each other in the opponent's mine.

This is also a place to resolve personal conflicts. If you are dissatisfied with someone, you can challenge the other person, but there are no wine or meat rewards for these additional challenges.

Sam got this information from the introductions of the old miners around him.

At this time, Captain Joseph of Jingshan was standing together with a figure from Lushan whose face was covered with dense scars, each drawing lots into the other's box.

"The one with scars on his face is the Centipede Man, a general with long claws."

A miner lowered his voice, "He once defeated our Captain Scar in a boxing match here. Later, the Captain was not convinced and challenged again, but was defeated again. It was extremely lively at the time."

Sam looked at the scars on the captain's face and the dense scars on the opponent's face. Comparing this comparison, it was obvious that he was far inferior to others in terms of appearance and aura.

At this moment, he suddenly remembered Heidao, who was probably still addicted to blacksmithing. Half a month ago, when Heidao faced the killing whip, the scene where his upper body was covered with bloody whip marks was no more shocking than seeing the centipede in front of him. The human face is weak.

Of course, today's black knife, after so much time, those whip marks have been restored to some extent.

"Number three." The captain shouted to the parchment he pulled out.

Among the ten people standing side by side on the other side, a third body walked out. On his side, along with the Centipede Man's drawing of lots, a figure also walked out.

"here we go."

Amid the excitement around them, the two boxers stepped into the fence, and soon blood spattered everywhere.

"Neither of these two is very powerful, and it will probably take a lot of time to fight." An old miner analyzed.

In Sam's eyes, he saw that the two men seemed to be fighting back and forth, but neither of their fists had the ability to stun the opponent with a single blow, and it gradually turned into an anxious physical battle.

In my ears, there were continuous shouts:
  "Give us Jingshan a chance to fight and defeat the other side."

"Come on!"

"Hold on, hold on, alas..."

With a chorus of sighs, the Jingshan boxer was pinned to the ground by the Lushan boxer for more than ten seconds before surrendering.

"This waste, garbage."

"You useless guy, if I go up there, you won't be able to surrender even if you get beaten to death."

"It's embarrassing, get out of the field quickly, the opponent is not very strong, you can't beat this."

Seeing their large barrel of malt liquor being happily carried away by several Lushan miners, the Jingshan miners and guards became increasingly dissatisfied and kept mocking the defeated boxer.

"Sam, don't shut up and curse together. The boxing match is the best place for us to vent our anger." An old miner instructed.

Miners like them can also be said to be slaves. They work in a muddle-headed manner all day long. Without a place to vent, they may have many problems in their hearts.

Since the conflict between the War Whale and the Long Claw two years ago in the Divine Grace Mountain and peace has been restored again, in order to increase the friendly exchanges between the two tribes in the mines, Lord Kurag and the Long Claw proposed to create unarmed fighting among the miners here. race.

Only then did we have this public boxing area where we can freely vent our anger. Our own boxers would be scolded if they lost, and the other boxers would be ridiculed severely if they lost... Since then, there have been very few incidents of thugs hurting people in the mines. Appear.

This boxing match is also the hope of prisoners and slaves like them. There are also many female slaves working in the mine. If you are lucky enough to get a female slave wife and have some children, if the child still has some fighting talent, maybe Being able to achieve something in this boxing match is their hope and expectation for the future.

"Ok."

Sam was moved by the atmosphere around him and started to express some disdain. His eyes were fixed on the victorious boxer in Lushan who was eating mutton and drinking ale, full of envy.

"I want to eat meat too."

"Who wouldn't want to, but we don't have the strength to play."

The old miners smashed their mouths, but they really didn't have the strength to play, so they could only look at it with wide eyes and salivation.

"Our district is too poor. There is not even one person who can play." Foreman Lawrence sighed slightly.

"Perhaps the Iron Cutting Man can do it." An old miner replied.

"Iron-cutting man can definitely do it. Look at the sound of his cutting the iron chain. It's louder than the sound of a sledgehammer. He uses the palm of his flesh and blood."

"It's really outrageous. I don't think our captain can do it. I have a feeling that he is stronger than the captain. I don't believe it if it's just mediocre."

"Whoever believes it is a fool, the black knife must not be ordinary." Sam once again recalled the scene when entering the mine, the terrifying disaster knight from the north stopped for a moment and left a message.

Although Heidao didn't admit it, he felt more and more now that he was obviously talking to him.

He might be a Calamity Knight, no, he's still so young... By the way, the Calamity Knights were expanding some time ago. He must be a genius from a certain tribe, and he came here because of the mistake of 'flirting with women'.

From the Disaster Knight's words, it was obvious that he could go out, and he didn't know how long he would stay.

"It is inevitable that the war-marked boy has strength, but at his age, it is impossible for him to be stronger than the captain." The supervisor said.

At such an age, even though the centipede man with the qualifications of a general won in the end against the captain, every game was extremely anxious and strenuous, and the difference was not that big.

The black sword obviously cannot be the qualifications of a shocking general. While everyone was talking, the lots had been drawn in the venue, and the second battle began again.

This scene was the same as the previous scene. It was another scene of rookies pecking each other. The people watching were extremely nervous. After all, it was related to how much malt liquor they and others could drink.

In the end, his own boxer narrowly won, causing deafening cheers from the Jingshan side, and curses from the opponent's Lushan side.

As soon as the draw for the third game came out, our side was wailing.

Sam looked at the opponent's boxer in confusion. He was as strong as an ox and a whole size larger than his own boxer. With such a size difference, there was no way he could fight.

really--

His own boxer surrendered directly before the fight started, and he watched helplessly as the Lushan man came over in a show of force and took away a large barrel of malt liquor.

Then the overwhelming shouts of Lushan came to my ears: "Lushan Iron Fist, invincible!"

"That big guy from Lushan is nicknamed Iron Fist, and only our captain can be sure of defeating him." An old miner introduced.

The shouts of the Lushan people that came in did not stop at all, and became more and more intense:

"Jingshan garbage, the iron fist is invincible!"

"Jingshan garbage, the iron fist is invincible!"

Listening to this harsh sound, some miners couldn't help but retort loudly: "Invincible, we have Jingshan Iron Slayers who are dedicated to beating you with an iron fist."

Immediately aroused the echoes of countless Jingshan miners:
  "That's right. In front of us, the Iron Slayers of Jingshan Mountain, your iron fists are nothing but fish and meat on the chopping block."

"Your Iron Fist is rubbish, our Jingshan Iron Slayers are invincible."

"We, the Iron Slayers, can cut through the iron sword with one palm. Can your Iron Fist do it?"

Don't let your mouth be weak. Everyone spouted nonsense, completely destroying the reputation of Jingshan Iron Slayer.

In the venue, I heard that such a powerful guy suddenly appeared, and the guards of the two races were also communicating with each other.

"That iron-slashing man from Jingshan Mountain, is he really that powerful?" a Lushan guard asked in confusion.

"Of course, it's very powerful, much stronger than your iron fist." A Jingshan guard said nonsense.

"Why don't I believe it too much? How about inviting him over for a fight?"

"He dislikes you as trash and doesn't want to come here."

"boast!"

When the Lushan guards heard that the miners around Jingshan said that even the mines could collapse with one palm, they quickly realized that it was all nonsense.

Even the general of the Raider God is still a world away from the collapse of the mine.

What a mess.

After this episode, the boxing match continued.

Amidst the constant shouting, the ten main games were played out without even realizing it. The final result was that Lushan won six games and Jingshan only won four.

Such a result is really difficult for Jingshan to accept. After all, the total number of miners on our side far exceeds that of the other side, but the result is like this.

All I can say is that it’s embarrassing!
  The four large barrels of wine won from Lushan were distributed to the Jingshan miners present according to management arrangements and arrangements by the guards.

In addition, I naturally want to take back the four large barrels of wine I have left.

Scarface returned to the Jingshan Guard Area with people and wine in a not very happy mood. As soon as they reached the mountainside, a left-behind patrol hurried over.

The patrolman frowned and said, "Captain Joseph, a thief appeared in our guard area and stole our meat."

"Are you sure about what you said?" Joseph was a little unbelievable.

The patrolman nodded and said, "I'm sure. I felt something was wrong some time ago. I always seemed to lose some meat every few days. I paid special attention to this matter today, and I really lost some meat."

"Bring the hounds and find him." Joseph, who was already in a bad mood due to the loss in the boxing match, was in a bad mood again.

There are still people who are tired of living and dare to steal meat. They happen to be the ones who want to die. They have to be caught and tortured.

Everyone returned and took their hounds with them, and started searching around the guard area. A team of more than forty people, plus more than a dozen hounds, quickly discovered something unusual.

"Captain, there are footprints here, but the footprints are a little strange."

"coming."

Joseph hurriedly led people over, his brows deepened as he looked at the unfamiliar footprints. Comparing his own footprints when he walked by, he found that the weight of this thief was about the same as his own weight of nearly 350 marks, which meant that the meat thief was definitely not weak. .

What made him frown the most was that one of the right foot prints under the stone wall was deeply dented. In other words, the man jumped directly over the stone wall that was as tall as one person.

And to be able to make such deep footprints, I'm afraid a monster is coming.

It looks like he is even more powerful than me, so he needs to report to the field director immediately.

(End of this chapter)