Chapter 430 The Competition Begins
As loud shouts were heard, Hayden Harold, King of the Principality of Alban, appeared on the city wall.
"Greetings, His Majesty!"
"Greetings, His Majesty!"
Although many young people in the square have not yet obtained the title, their status as descendants of nobility means that they do not need to kneel, but only need to bow to salute the king.
"No need to be polite! I am very happy to meet so many young talents from our Principality of Alban here. I believe you have received the notice I sent yesterday."
"Then I will say no more. The enemy is about to arrive at the city. My warriors! Please show your bravery! Let the enemy of the Principality of Jean see that our Principality of Alban is invincible!"
"We will win!"
King Hayden doesn't look very old, about the same age as Lawrence. Both of them are peak gold knights, and both have a majesty that is intimidating without even being angry.
King Hayden was dressed in purple and wore a crown. His words were powerful and friendly, which instantly aroused the emotions of nearly 10,000 young nobles in the square.
"We will win! We will win!"
"We will win! We will win!"
The young nobles below raised their hands and shouted in agreement.
After waiting for more than a minute, King Hayden raised his hand to signal for silence. After the crowd in the square was quiet again, he continued, "In addition to the rewards that have been announced, the ten winners among you will be able to enter the palace tonight to attend the banquet!"
"I prepared this especially for you."
"Moreover, when the enemy arrives, you will fight with me as my left and right! When the time comes, those who make contributions will be rewarded with fiefdoms!"
King Hayden once again dropped a bombshell, which instantly exploded on the spot.
What King Hayden meant by going to war was not to abandon the royal city and go outside the city to engage in a field battle with the Principality of Jean.
Rather, it is a form of battle between the great nobles of this world, just like the ancient pre-war challenges in Gervis' previous life.
At that time, the kings of both sides will come forward to meet and talk in person. If they can reach an agreement, they will shake hands and make peace and stop fighting.
If the negotiations fail, he will send out several subordinates to have a contest between knights.
Although this battle cannot influence the outcome of subsequent battles, the nobles of this world believe that as long as they win this first battle, the God of Glory will bless them to win the entire war.
"Now, I declare! The competition officially begins! I am looking forward to the moment of meeting the ten warriors!"
With that, King Hayden turned and left the palace walls.
With so many people coming to participate in the competition, the king naturally doesn't have time to watch the whole thing. He will only come in person at the finals to see the true strength of the ten strongest contestants.
After King Hayden left, the guards who had been prepared quickly walked into the square, and then surrounded the ten platforms that had been set up in advance to separate the crowd.
The rules of today's competition are also very simple, that is, it is a ring match, and any noble youth who meets the requirements can go on stage to participate.
But in order to successfully enter the next round, he must defeat ten opponents on the stage, or no one dares to challenge him on stage within ten minutes.
Because the rewards offered by the king today were so tempting, many young nobles could no longer hold back and began to rush to the platforms beside them, waiting for the moment when the referee announced the start and they would rush up without hesitation.
If the originally announced rewards were considered very tempting, then entering the palace to attend banquets, following the king into battle, and having the opportunity to obtain a fiefdom were simply fatal temptations that were impossible to refuse.
In today's Duchy of Alban, because it suffers invasions from the Duchy of Jean every year and has no chance to expand its territory, no one has received a fiefdom awarded by the king for many years.
These young nobles would naturally go crazy for such an event that only happens once in decades.
As long as you get a top ten ranking, it is equivalent to stepping onto the ladder and getting a ticket to the big stage of the Principality of Alban.
"Quick, let's go over there, the platform over there has already started!"
Treed and his companions were equally excited. Seeing that someone had already walked up to the platform not far away, they quickly squeezed over there.
At this moment, Gervis was still struggling over whether or not to participate in the competition, so he was pulled over there by Tread and others.
The first person to go up on the stage was a mid-level bronze knight, whose strength was neither strong nor weak among the noble sons.
After all, the requirement for participating in the competition is to be unmarried young people, so those who can participate are basically around 20 years old.
At this age, the offspring of a young noble would be qualified if they could reach the initial bronze level, and would be excellent if they could reach the intermediate bronze level knight.
As for high-level bronze and peak bronze knights, apart from geniuses, they are basically the offspring of large families.
As soon as the young man who was a mid-level bronze knight stood firm on the stage, an opponent immediately followed behind him, who was also a mid-level bronze knight.
Following the referee's command, both men drew their swords and began tentative attacks.
The competitions in this aristocratic world usually involve real swords and guns. Of course, that doesn't mean that life and death are disregarded. The long swords are provided by the king and are not sharpened.
Moreover, there is a high-level silver knight standing guard beside the platform, who will come to the rescue if someone is about to die on either side.
After the test, the two fought very quickly, using the most practical moves to kill the enemy, and the winner was decided in just over ten seconds.
After the swords of both sides were crossed, the young man who came on stage later was kicked in the abdomen, lost his balance and fell to the ground.
His opponent took advantage of the situation, took two steps forward, and swung his sword towards his face. The young man who fell to the ground saw that he was doomed to defeat and immediately shouted words of surrender.
The victorious young man was also very well behaved. The moment he admitted defeat, he stopped chopping and his sword stopped in mid-air.
After all, it's just a competition, not a real rivalry. If you take advantage of the situation and deliberately hurt the other party, you may very likely bring an enemy who is also a noble to the family.
"This guy is too weak to even defend against this kick. If it were me, I would have dodged to the side and chopped his thigh with my sword!"
After seeing the young man fail, Treed began to comment.
"Tred, why don't you go up and try first? Maybe the opponents will get stronger as you go further in. If you don't go up, then I will."
Hearing what Tredd said, Gervis and Anlis also agreed very much. From Tredd's narration, they knew that Tredd must have put a lot of effort into martial arts.
And Anlis was already eager to try at this time, and immediately asked.
"Hey, then I'll go up first!"
Treed smiled innocently, not at all stage-frightened. He patted the large shield weighing dozens of kilograms and walked up to the platform.
"Tread Ladson! Please advise!"
"Bodie Ancher! Please advise!"
The two sides performed a knight's salute, and as the referee spoke, the two began to fight.
Bodie had already won once, and now his confidence soared. He took the lead in attacking, using his fighting spirit to rush towards Tread with a swift and agile pace.
Treed was a strong man, and he could move freely while holding the nearly one-meter-long square shield in one hand. He held the shield in his left hand and the sword in his right hand, and also attacked the opponent fiercely.
Boom! Boom!
The two sides collided and at first they hacked at each other, but were blocked by the other's shield.
Bodie's shield was a standard small round shield, so he moved even faster. After deflecting Tread's sword, he quickly moved to the side and swung his sword to attack Tread's flank.
After realizing his opponent's motive, Treed slightly turned sideways and immediately swung his sword to block. With a ding, the two swords collided.
drink!
Although Tread's body was not as agile as the opponent's, he was full of strength. After blocking the opponent's sword, he roared, and his fighting spirit was running to the extreme. The square shield weighing dozens of kilograms was swung rapidly and quickly hit the opponent.
Boom!
When Bodie saw Tread's move, he immediately raised his round shield to block, but his strength was not as great as Tread's. After the shields of both parties collided, Bodie staggered and squatted on the ground.
"I give up!"
After Bodie squatted on the ground, Tread's sword came in an instant, and Bodie immediately admitted defeat loudly.
"Hey! Sorry!"
Hearing the other party admit defeat, Bodie smiled, sheathed his sword and pulled the other party up.
And Bodie didn't say anything, he just walked down the platform with a helpless look on his face.
They were both mid-level bronze knights with equal strength, but Tred was stronger than him and the venue was limited, so even if he had some advantage in speed it was useless.
"Good job! Tred!"
Anlis and others saw that Tread won easily and cheered him on!
“Trouble!”
But the next moment, Gervis saw a man in full body armor walking onto the stage, and he thought to himself that something was wrong!
This man was the earl's son who had just mocked them.
(End of this chapter)
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