Chapter 160: 159 Laughing Robert

Chapter 160: 159 Laughing Robert

Chapter 160 159. Laughing Robert

The venue for group competitions is a huge fence.Updated from novelbIn.(c)om

The ground is a black soil texture that is a bit sticky. This land had been trampled by the hooves of knights' jousting horses yesterday, and then it had become very loose after a night of carnival by thousands of people.

Perfectly suitable for group competitions and large-scale exercises.

So putting the group competition after the knight's competition is probably a common sense after the tournament has been held for so long in Westeros.

The fence is only half a person high. Those who want to withdraw during the battle can just squeeze to the edge of the field and turn over to escape, thus avoiding unnecessary death and injury.

But today, the championship reward of up to 10,000 gold dragons makes everyone think that an extremely **** game will probably take place today.

Eddard Stark sat on the high platform that the king had just walked on. Yesterday, the high platform was still full of people. Today, there were no Stark family members, as well as the queen and her attendants who had been scolded by the king. For a moment, it was completely different. It's quite empty.

Petyr Baelish sat down next to Eddard with an apologetic expression, and once again explained to him that he had caused this situation because he did not understand the king's temper.

Sincere attitude and sincere feelings. If Ed hadn't seen through him earlier, he would probably have commented like this.

The crowd roared with cheers like a tidal wave.

Robert Baratheon, on this occasion, once again put on his temporarily enlarged armor.

The main color is black iron, with an iron bucket-like helmet on its head, and flamboyant and ferocious antlers on both sides. The armor's blouse is khaki.

With his huge body, coupled with the huge armor and the antlered helmet on his head, Robert's appearance alone can make many people tremble in fear.

The attendant responsible for opening and closing the entrance and exit of the fence was dumbfounded.

After Robert entered the door, he closed the fence gate in a daze.

Lan En, who was following Robert, curled his lips and walked to the edge of the fence. He held it up with one hand, and the cotton hem of the High Bear School armor drew a smooth arc in the air.

I flipped it in smoothly with direct movements.

Few people present noticed this scene, and among those who noticed, few knew the weight of Lan En's armor.

Robert's two-handed war hammer was half as tall as him. The huge and ferocious hammer head made people imagine what would happen after it hit a human body.

There is a place in Westeros called Ruby Beach.

The origin of this name is not because of the abundance of rubies here, but because during the War of the Reaver, Robert's warhammer hit Prince Rhaegar's breastplate decorated with rubies.

Prince Rhaegar was recognized as a powerful knight by the Seven Kingdoms at that time, but Robert's hammer directly smashed the thickest and strongest breastplate in the entire set of armor!

Prince Rhaegar died on the spot, and the ruby on his chest was broken into small pieces. It is said that some people still pick it up on that beach.

He became a serious high-shoulder in an instant. Lying on the black earth that was gradually moistened with blood, he was twitching and roaring.

Its so exciting! Its so exciting! Haha!

Robert raised his head and avoided a hammer blow aimed at his helmet. He took the blow with his vambrace.

The pain was like bursting from his bones, but it made him laugh.

The weight of the huge war hammer was rounded by him, whistling and sweeping over the head of the holder of the Hundred-page Hammer!

Suddenly, a scene like a big watermelon being smashed appeared in front of everyone.

The tourney in Westeros has never been gentle. It is essentially an entertainment activity to show off the ruler's military power to the people!

Blood and death are necessary footnotes!

Every time you kill an enemy, or every time you are hit by an enemy. Robert would burst into deafening laughter.

From the high platform watching, Archmaester Pycelle's old cheeks trembled, and his body shook twice every time Robert laughed.

At the same time, he kept saying a name called "Laughing Storm" in his mouth.

That was Robert's grandfather, Lord Baratheon, a contemporary of the legendary [Tall] Duncan of the Kingsguard.

He once started a rebellion and called himself "Storm King". He was a legendary knight of that era.

Robert's current appearance reminded the Grand Maester of the legends of the past.

Just when Robert was swinging his war hammer and almost clearing away all the enemies around him, he suddenly let out a scream.

"ah!"

This voice made everyone's hearts rise to their throats.

But it soon became clear that Robert was in no big deal.

An armor-piercing dagger? Are you going to fight with this girls teeth-picking thing?

On the field, Robert pulled out a sharp-edged dagger from the joint of the armor on his back and threw it to the ground. Laughing at the enemy.

But soon, he discovered that something was not right.

In his battle circle located in the center of the field, the remaining seven or eight people all looked at him with cold eyes, and in perfect agreement, they took out armor-piercing daggers of the same standard from their arms.

He understood in an instant. This was an assassination!

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