Chapter 97

In 298, the prime minister's martial arts competition was held on the riverside outside the city as scheduled. Nobles from the seven kingdoms and knights who wanted to become famous one after another, as well as many wealthy citizens who wanted to watch the excitement.

For a moment, countless heads crowded the newly built site. Vendors also took the opportunity to sell food and drinks to the audience. All kinds of noisy voices were heard.

Although in novels and TV dramas, Robert baratheon, the "green hat king", has always been described as a stupid king who drinks and lusts and pays little attention to political affairs. He only thinks about hunting, whoring and indulging his desires every day.

But in fact, in the years when he was crowned king, the prosperity of agriculture and Commerce in Westeros has been greatly improved.

Although the royal family owed a lot of debt due to its extravagance, it had nothing to do with the civilians.

On the contrary, because there is no large-scale war, the whole society is in a relatively stable state, and most people can barely live.

Perhaps, as some economic experts have concluded, when the production structure is in a relatively primitive state, as long as there is no damage from external factors, it can complete its own adjustment and develop in a better direction.

Of course, all these have nothing to do with Zhang Cheng.

As a contestant, with the help of his servant, he has put on a silver body armor full of exquisite patterns, smiled and waved frequently to the female audience in the stands to show his gentlemanly demeanor.

In order to cater to the aesthetic taste of the world, he specially spent a little makeup before leaving. The whole person looks like a handsome man.

However, compared with the "hundred flower Knight" Loras tiller, he shows more masculine side, especially the beautifully designed armor, which is like a work of art rather than a solid armor.

Many experienced fighters are secretly waiting to see jokes. They don't think that goods with a large number of hollowed out patterns can block the fatal impact of cavalry guns.

Just as everyone was talking, the little maid with freckles on her face carefully wiped off the dust on her boots and whispered comforting: "master, don't be brave. If you can't, just admit defeat. I heard that Lord Loras tiller is a graceful knight and won't hurt her opponent at will."

"Do you think I will lose?" Zhang Cheng glanced at the little guy with a smile.

"No, no, I just don't want to see you hurt." the girl quickly shook her head.

Born in a slum, she managed to find a stable job. She didn't want to encounter the misfortune that her master died before she worked for a few days.

"Sir, Dana is right. I also suggest you give up early. The hundred flower knight may look young and thin, but in fact, he received strict training when he was very young and can use weapons such as sword, axe and hammer to the extreme. Admitting defeat may be a bit embarrassing, but it's better than losing a small life." Blanco echoed.

In fact, as early as a few days ago, he had been persuading his employer to give up unrealistic ideas.

The martial arts contest is not a gentle gathering of nobles, but a dangerous performance that may die at any time. A little wrong will lead to lifelong disability or death.

"Hehe, thank you for your kindness, but I am stubborn and conceited. I will never change my decision. Besides, who says I will lose?"

As soon as the voice fell, Zhang Cheng put on his helmet, with a long gun made of apple wood in one hand and a shield in the other, urging the horses to slowly approach the competition field.

At the same time, Loras tiller, on the other side, was ready and raised his long gun.

"Hum! What a good actor..." Zhang Cheng pursed a sneer at the corners of his mouth and also raised his riding gun.

Seeing that the two contestants had entered the competition, Robert, who had been impatient for a long time, immediately drank up the wine in his glass, stood up and shouted, "I announce! The first long gun competition of the martial arts competition, Loras tiller vs. Mason Aspen, starts now!"

With the last word falling, they immediately urged the horse to accelerate.

Because of wearing heavy armor, the horse didn't run very fast. It didn't enter the attack range until four or five seconds later.

Loras Tyrell has obviously had a lot of competition experience, adjusting the position of his long gun and protecting his predecessor with a shield.

You don't have to ask. He's going to kill his opponent who doesn't have any fame in the first round.

However, Zhang chengmingxian didn't intend to end too early. He wanted to tease his opponent under the gaze of countless eyes and show his strong side. Therefore, without thinking, he injected arcane energy into his armor, directly threw away his shield and took the opponent's full blow.

Bang! Bang!

With two loud noises, they passed by, and the wooden long gun in their hands was broken.

The only difference is that Zhang Cheng's body hardly shook, while Loras tiller leaned back and almost fell off his horse.

Embarrassed to stabilize his body, the hundred flower Knight quickly turned around with incredible light in his eyes.

At the moment of impact, he clearly felt that his long gun hit something, but somehow his opponent didn't even respond.

The king sitting in the audience showed a surprised expression on his face, turned and asked the attendant, "what's the origin of this Mason Asplin? Why haven't I heard of him before? Strange, a knight with such skills should be very famous."

"Well, your majesty, all I know is that Sir Mason Aspen once had to mortgage his territory because of debt," whispered the young man in charge of pouring the wine.

"Interesting, it seems that there will be a good play in this martial arts competition," whispered Robert, touching the thick beard on his chin.

At the same time, the "little finger" berry sitting in the audience also stopped talking and stared at Zhang Cheng, who had turned and was ready to launch the second round of sprint. It took a full minute to recover and hurried out of the stand.

After a short repair, Loras tiller put on his helmet again and took the lead in launching the charge with a new Lance.

This time, he didn't show his demeanor, let alone wave to the women in the audience as before. His mind was full of only one idea, that is to defeat the bastard who made a fool of himself.

"Wow, I'm angry. That's what I want." Zhang Cheng smiled contemptuously, lowered his body slightly, and started a sprint