Dominate the Game of Thrones with Mount and Blade

Chapter 13 This wine is good

Iron Bone is a skill on the Mount and Blade panel, which can add two points of health per level.

Arthur's panel has no life, but Iron Bone still exists.

According to the more than 40 points of health that each character has at the beginning of Mount and Blade, the effect of each point of Iron Bone is roughly to increase the health by 5%.

After the battle of capturing Brynden, Arthur added two points of Iron Bone to himself.

If he can avoid the vital points and take a hard hit in exchange for reversing the passive situation, Arthur thinks it is not impossible.

With the idea made up, he took the sword forward while Dylan stabbed, turned slightly, and used the arc of his ribs to slide Dylan's sword away.

Dylan forced Arthur to the edge of the wooden fence of the venue, and wanted to let the opponent dodge along the edge, and then he would wait for an opportunity to attack.

Unexpectedly, Arthur was so anal fissure that he took a sword hard.

Dylan stabbed casually, without much force. Arthur was wearing plate armor, so in order to stab him, Dylan inserted the tip of his sword into the gap between the two plates.

This gap is usually padded with cowhide, which is enough to reduce some of the impact. Arthur turned around and avoided the vital point, so no substantial damage was caused.

It was just a layer of skin broken.

At this time, Dylan's sword was clamped by Arthur's armor, and Arthur and Dylan were only an arm's length apart.

Arthur did not use the sword, but directly swung up with his empty left fist.

A left hook hit the right eye of the greedy and aggressive opponent.

The cowhide gloves hit the steel face armor, causing Arthur's finger bones to ache.

But Dylan was even more uncomfortable, his right eye was numb and he could not see clearly.

Arthur's second punch followed, hitting Dylan's right chin directly.

After taking two punches, Dylan finally pulled back his sword, and then stepped back before Arthur's third punch came.

Arthur did not pursue, but kept his sword in front of him.

Only then did he understand what the middle-aged bandit said.

The sword in front of the chest is the fighting posture, otherwise it is easy to be driven straight into.

In this round, Arthur's armor was broken and he was slightly injured. Dylan took two punches and staggered.

It seemed that Arthur was more at a disadvantage.

"Fuck him, Dylan, fuck him."

"Good job, that's it, he's big, and his reaction is not as fast as yours, two punches for one sword, no loss."

"Arthur, don't be stunned, go up and cut him."

Outside the field, various voices came one after another.

The little blood flowing from Arthur's chest greatly stimulated the audience, making them more fanatical.

The two of them moved closer to a distance of two or three steps again and began to test.

"Boy, you will pay the price for these two punches." Dylan pressed his right eye through the visor.

"Hey, the bastard of King's Landing, you have to call me lord." Arthur corrected him.

Weishui is the surname of the bastards of the king, just like the bastards of the North are all named Jon Snow.

"So what if I'm a bastard? I can easily defeat you, my lord."

Arthur responded to Dylan with action.

He held the sword in both hands, bent his body, took a step forward, and slashed from the left side first.

If he slashed from top to bottom, the opponent could block with the sword, but the effect was not great.

And if he slashed from the side, Dylan couldn't exert any force, so he had to either take it hard or retreat.

Dylan really blocked with his sword upright.

Arthur was happy and was about to exert force, but his eyes blurred.

He was dizzy, but the audience outside the field could see it clearly.

When the two swords collided, Dylan changed his footsteps and slid to Arthur's side.

Another kick, kicked Arthur's right knee.

Arthur's center of gravity was unstable and his right knee landed on the ground.

Damn it, playing dirty!

This was Arthur's first reaction.

In order not to fall forward, he had to retract the sword and lean on the ground to relieve the force.

Dylan was not idle either. He took a step back and stabbed Arthur's right back.

Although Arthur could not see the situation behind him, he knew that it was not good. He immediately rolled forward and then stood up and turned around.

Dylan's attack followed Arthur's jaw.

Since Arthur only wore a helmet, without protective gear such as a mask or a visor, and even without a neck guard, he had no time to block and could only retreat.

The two were in a situation of chasing each other.

The main seat of the audience.

"Arthur is very tired this time." Carle Vance said with a smile.

Dylan is a free knight who is temporarily loyal to him. Such performance is naturally a face-saving thing for him.

He even thought about taking Dylan as his own sworn knight after this time.

Free knights, also known as wandering knights. In the eyes of the nobles, they are mercenaries with the title of knight.

But sworn knights are different.

The knights swear to be loyal to the lord and never betray or leave.

The lord naturally has to pay a corresponding price. In addition to paying for living expenses and a certain commission, he also has to be responsible for the knights' old age and their descendants.

But Ma Ke didn't think so. "Dylan gave up his flexibility and turned to close combat with Arthur. It was really stupid."

"Is it because you bet Arthur ten gold dragons that you defend him like this?" Khalil felt that he had discovered the truth.

"Don't use your own little thoughts to guess the thoughts of a noble man like me." Ma Ke picked up the wine glass handed over by the servant, "Arthur fought for his own people. Such a lord deserves respect."

Then he turned to Hendry and said, "Why don't you send someone to make peace with the Blackwood family, and I will send someone too. The face of the two families is enough to make peace in a small territory with only nine villages."

Hendry also took a glass of wine.

"Well, it's quite good." He raised his voice and tried to change the subject. "This is the wine you brought. It's much better than the horse urine along the Red Fork River."

Seeing that he was pretending to be confused, Ma Ke snorted and stopped talking. He turned his head and focused on watching the battle.

After a few more rounds, Arthur's plate armor had fallen off his chest and right leg, and several blood lines flowed on the silver calf armor.

Dylan was not doing well either. His face armor had been knocked off by Arthur, and half of his face was swollen.

He still fought close to him, but his speed had dropped visibly.

Arthur was as clumsy as ever.

Outside the field, the voices supporting Dylan became louder.

Because Dylan was still a whole person, Arthur had already started bleeding.

The two were not far apart, and Dylan continued to press on, swinging his sword straight into Arthur's chest.

The armor here fell off. If it was stabbed, his life would be gone.

Arthur leaned back and swung his sword with one hand to fight back.

His feet slipped and he fell.

Dylan was overjoyed. After dodging Arthur's sword, he strode forward and stabbed his neck with all his strength.

The tip of the sword was only an arm's length away from Arthur, and it seemed that he had already won.

Dylan wanted to show mercy, but Arthur never shouted surrender, so he stabbed straight down.

Several people outside the field exclaimed and felt sorry for Arthur.

Ma Ke even stood up.

"Did Arthur lose like this?"

And more people began to applaud, obviously they believed that Dylan won.

At this juncture, the situation suddenly changed.

Arthur kicked Dylan's leg and held the blade with his right hand wearing a cowhide glove to keep it away from him.

Dylan's center of gravity was unstable and he fell on Arthur. The sword was also pushed to the side of Arthur's right hand when both of them exerted their strength.

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