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    The fluctuations on the field stopped. Duke "Enrique Clembasa" stood up from the rostrum and rang the "silver bell" of the game vigorously-

    "Cang!"

    The second round of competition begins!

    At this moment, most of the audience on the field focused their attention on Yifa, but Yifa did not move and stood motionless on the stage.

    After a while, the two referees walked onto the stage and raised their hands high.  "The opponent abstains, and the Cavaliers win all the way!" the referee announced the result of the game.  I shook my head and sat down.  "It seems I'm worrying too much."

    A quarter of an hour passed and the second round ended.  Eight Cavaliers, including Yilufa, successfully entered the next round.

    "Hey, DiBoer, the monster advanced without even touching his sword. Aren't you happy for him?" Stanton said to me while arranging his armor.

    "I don't think this is a good thing. If we enter the finals directly like this, I'm afraid I won't even have a chance to make a move." I said calmly.

    "Do you think the monster will lose?!" Stanton looked at me in surprise.

    "I hope not." I looked at the man walking happily towards me and fell silent.

    The first day of the quasi-cavalier competition ended that afternoon.  Along the way, Stanton and Asantean successfully entered the "lance" competition participated by 72 qualified contestants on the second day.

    The so-called "lance" competition is a duel between knights on horseback and lance.  The eight platforms for the fencing competition at the "Queen's Hunting Ground" quasi-knight competition venue have been removed and replaced by two mutually separated dirt tracks.  (The lance competition stipulates that the venue must be dirt to avoid casualties caused by the rider accidentally falling off the horse.) These two dirt tracks are the tracks for today's competition.

    The 72 prospective knights who advanced yesterday will be arranged into groups of 2 to compete in 2 groups at a time.  The entire competition is divided into 13 games. At the end of the 13 games, the winning 36 knights will win the title of trainee knight.  Therefore, today's "Lance" competition will be a game that determines the fate of the would-be knights.

    A few of us have practiced for more than 2 months in advance for the "lance" competition, so I think that the knights competing in the lance competition will compete in "courage"!  When both sides of the competition compete with each other holding 4-meter spears, the one with the most courage will definitely be the winner!  This not only requires the courage of the knight himself, but also the courage of the mount to charge fearlessly.  The courage of man and horse must reach a unanimous high to ensure victory in the race.  Otherwise, a slight hesitation can cause the opponent to poke him, or the horse under his crotch to be directly knocked down.

    (Each knight competes only once in the "Lance" competition. Being poked by a lance or knocked down by a horse will be deemed a failure, and the opponent will win the game.)

    The "Silver Bell" rings and the first round contestants enter the arena.  (The difference between the "lance" competition and the fencing competition is the signal: in the fencing competition, the flag is waved, the players enter the field, and the silver bell rings to start the competition, while the lance competition is just the opposite. Because the knights all wear heavy helmets, the bell rings during the competition.  Bell, most people can¡¯t hear it.)

    The four knights entered the track wearing armor and accompanied by attendants (the attendant's task was to help the knights carry thick wooden spears).  (Swords in fencing competitions will be edged, and only wooden spears can be used in lance competitions.) The knights stood at both ends of the track, two on each side, with a solid wooden fence separating the groups.

    When the attendant handed the lance to the knight, the knight put the lance under his right arm, raised his right arm forward, held the lance guard in his right hand, extended the lance head from the left front of the horse's head, and placed the weighted lance tail.  Go to the hook on the right waist of the armor.

    The knights at both ends raised their shield-lined left arms to indicate that the equipment was complete and they were ready to compete.  At this time, the messenger in front of the rostrum raised the flag high, then quickly lowered it, and the lance competition began.

    I saw two knights in red and white on the track on the left (red and white are the colors of the robes worn by knights) riding out on horseback. Both sides raised their lances levelly and charged at each other.  Four pairs of horse hooves turned up like a sudden rain. The knight on the horse was as solid as a rock, pointing his spear directly at the opponent.

    "Bang"!  With a loud noise, the spears of both sides hit each other at the same time, and the two spears shattered into powder under the violent impact.  The knight on the red side was hit hard and fell off his horse, regrettably losing the game.

    At the same time, the blue and green knights on the right track also decided the winner. The blue side was hit and the green side won.

    Amid the cheers of the audience, the knight who lost the game sadly left the field with his attendants.

    Watching this exciting game, my shoulders could not help but tremble slightly with excitement.

    The knights who won the first round slowly exited the venue. I carried the big gun and prepared to enter the venue to prepare for the second round.  Suddenly I saw Asantean on the opposite side preparing, and I was confused: I got Asantean all the way!  After a while, one of the two friendsSomeone will leave with hatred, and I really don¡¯t know what to do.

    "Dipor, it's Asante, don't fight him." He looked at me blankly all the way.

    "There is no other way, let's go together. This may be the fate of you two." I comforted the Flame Knight in a low voice.  (Inspired by swordplay, we painted all the armor, robes, and cloaks in flames.)

    "Fate? It turns out that the so-called fate is so tortured." I thought of Xiu Ting and Fat Ball and murmured to myself.

    At the beginning of the second round, Asantean, who was on the left track, charged forward with his gun drawn and his horse, completely ignoring the boos from the Flame Knight supporters around him.

    The horse was still in a daze while riding on the plateau. When I saw something bad, I slapped the horse's butt hard, and the strong horse rushed out madly carrying the Flame Knight.

    There was another loud noise, and Asantean accurately hit the Flame Knight all the way, but to his disappointment, the one on the horse was as motionless as an iron tower, while his own horse was touched by the monster.  The black horse was hit so hard that his sternum was broken, and he couldn't stand and fell down.

    The Flame Knight actually won without any suspense. The audience raised their arms like crazy and shouted: Flame Knight!  Flame Knight!  Flame Knight!

    He jumped off the horse and ran a few steps to help Asantean up.  I don¡¯t know what the two of them said, but I felt the concern that came from the bottom of my heart.

    At this time, the game on the other side is also over, and the black knight wins.

    Along the way, Asantean was carried out of the arena, and the second round came to an end.

    Next, Stanton won without any suspense in the fifth round. We left the competition venue early because we were concerned about Asantean's injury.

    We and Asantean¡¯s soldiers took him back to the Marquis¡¯s residence in a carriage.  Asantean woke up later in the evening and insisted that we get back on the field as there was a title fight the next day.

    He got angry with us for the first time along the way, and he insisted on staying.  In the end, Asantean made his decision known by his death and promised to let Montetier stay, so that this guy agreed to leave.

    When we left, Asantean stopped me alone and told me to enlighten me when I got back and not let this guy blame himself too much.  I nodded, indicating that I would definitely comply, and then left quietly.  A soldier who devoted his life to becoming a knight sadly bid farewell to the game. I really don't know how to comfort Asantean. Maybe giving him a peaceful night is a kind of comfort.

    Under the cover of night, a group of us left the Marquis's residence silently. No one said a word, and no one bothered us, including Stanton, the trainee knight who has always been known for his loud mouth.

    I didn¡¯t want to talk either, the moment of Asantean¡¯s charge kept replaying in my mind.  Why do you still try your best when you know you can't win?  for what?  Is it to prove courage?  Or for the honor of knighthood?  I don¡¯t understand why Asantean didn¡¯t choose to abstain, just like the swordsman did.  Suddenly, I remembered what happened all the way!  Facing Asantean who rushed over without hesitation, he still raised his spear at the last moment.  ah!  I suddenly understood, that is respect!  Respect between opponents!  Respect between friends!

    "Friend!" I silently chanted this word in my heart, and I finally knew how to enlighten everyone.  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .

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