Reborn Night Rise

Chapter 164 The Dynamics of the Various Races: The Court of Baira
The Royal Court of Baila belongs to a semi-nomadic and semi-agricultural empire. Since the first emperor unified the northern grasslands and established the Royal Court of Baila, this empire has risen rapidly and stood in the present world!

Not only devoured various small countries to grow itself, but even beat the most powerful Ross Empire to disgrace, and lost a number of cities around the northern corridor. Pushed back to the top of the world.

If the city hadn't been built against the sky, on such a steep and tall mountain range, and the mountain range had almost completely blocked the country's borders, the Barra Royal Court might have annexed Foljord directly.

In the era of cold weapons, the grassland nation has always been so powerful, few people can compete with it, and also met a king who is rare in a thousand years. In order to keep the empire strong, the first king established a eliminated aristocratic system!

Half of Baila's territory is grassland, and half is a farming city that came from plunder. In order not to obliterate the nature of grassland people, except for a small number of nobles, most of Baila's natives are prohibited from entering the city.

There must be a knighthood, which means that the tribe with the least viscount is eligible to live in the city, but the viscount is the outermost bottom line of the city of the Baira Empire. Through competition in the grassland, each tribe can apply for knight fighting and tribal cavalry fighting , not only can you gamble on the opponent's resources, but if you accumulate more honor, you will be valued by the royal court, and then every three years, the top ten representatives of the tribe leaders will be selected to lead his knights to a knockout competition!

The casualty rate of this kind of competition is very high. If you are not careful, the knights you have accumulated over the years may disappear in the competition, and the No. There is also a chance for fame. They will compete with the two worst viscounts in the royal court for the past three years. Return to the grassland!
That is to say, every three years, one or two viscounts will face the crisis of being eliminated, and within the Royal Court City, various martial arts will be used to rank up and down every year. Not only viscounts, but also high-ranking earls and even dukes will be eliminated. , the last two will compete with the first two of the next level, the one who loses will be demoted, and the one who wins will be promoted!No one can be exempted from this rule, including the children of the royal family. Even if they are not strong enough, they may slowly reduce their titles, and even be eliminated from the city later. This is the rule of the Baila Royal Court!
Here, victory is everything. Whoever wins will receive better treatment, a larger territory, and higher income. Therefore, the knights in the tribe work very hard to strengthen themselves for the glory of their tribe. Everyone All extremely belligerent!

The emperor's system is intended to keep the water flowing. Only by implementing the elimination system can the grassland people maintain their blood and not be lost by the bustling city life. The status of a powerful country, no one is not afraid of its soldiers!
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In a corner of the prairie, several tribes are meeting for a knightly fight, betting on supplies for this year’s winter. The knights participating in the battle from each tribe are the best ones in the tribe. There was a bloody murderous look!
There are nearly ten tribes participating in this gambling fight. Those who dare to bet on supplies in winter are all more confident and aggressive tribes, but this year, that one is often bullied, and even the leader of the previous generation was robbed of his wife and daughter The weak tribe: the Black Sheep tribe, dared to join the war this year, which made many people feel a little unbelievable!

"Hey, Bolt!" A tall man of nearly two meters, with a bald head but a long braid, and wearing a good snow raccoon coat, strolled over. The knights behind him were all tall and majestic, looking imposing. Extremely strong, compared to those behind the old Bolt, it looks too much stronger.

"What are you doing here? Sightseeing?" the big man sneered.

Bolt gave him a cold look. This person is called Temur, who belongs to the Black Iron Tribe. His former lord had to gamble with him a few years ago in order to prepare resources for the winter. After losing the red eye, he asked the leader duel!The other party proposed to use resources to gamble against his wife and daughter, and the lord who had already lost the red eye agreed almost without any consideration, and then his head became someone else's trophy, and even his wife and daughter became the other party's playthings!
"Come here, of course to fight!" Bolt looked cold and provocatively said: "Why, want to play two?"

"Hey!" The other party smiled: "You have a lot of confidence, it seems that you have recovered a lot in the past few years." Temur sneered: "What can you show? Old Bolt? Your wife and daughter I'm not interested in being so old and ugly."

"But I'm interested!" Bolt looked at the other party provocatively: "Your wife and daughter are the jewels in this neighborhood. I'm very interested, old man!"

"Oh?" Temur heard the words, his contemptuous face finally sank, and he looked at Bolt quietly: "You will regret what you said!"

"Three hundred gazelles, fifty beef cattle, and twenty dairy cows, bet or not?" Bolt didn't bother to continue talking harshly with him, and directly offered conditions!

"Hey!" The people around who were alarmed by the quarrel between the two exclaimed: "Hey, this old Bolt is very courageous, much stronger than the previous leader of the Black Sheep Clan, not bad!"

"Hey, Temur, what are you doing in a daze when someone let you go? Don't dare to hit me? Don't dare to hit me!"

The people around are the kind who don't think it's a big deal, and stir up the flames, and the atmosphere is quickly mobilized. Temur looks around gloomyly, with a tendency to ride a tiger!
He is very confident in the strength of his tribe. He usually wins more than loses when he participates in this kind of gambling fight. He doesn't pay attention to the veteran underdogs like the Black Sheep tribe, but today the other party's tone is so firm. Seeming so confident made Temur feel a little guilty.

He carefully looked at the warriors behind the old Bolt. He had seen many faces, basically the same as three years ago, and occasionally there were two new faces, but the posture was not so strong, but the only one made him I am very concerned, standing at the back of the line, there is a man who is not much different from Temur in height, both of which are two meters tall, with a lazy face.

There is not much difference between this man's face and the people of Baila Royal Court. They are both sharp-cut, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a high nose bridge. But if you look closely, you will find some subtle differences. a feeling of.

People here don't know how to look at muscle lines and breathing. If Guo Lang is here, they can definitely feel it. This is a strong person on the same level as Alice!
"What's the name of this brother?"

Temur didn't point at anyone, but just focused his eyes on that person, but the people around him all cooperated to get out of the way, and made way for the strong man at the back. The status in the Yang clan is not low, because just now even the old Bolt stooped to get out of the way.

"Me?" The giant man grinned, walked forward slowly, looked at him and said, "Thunder!"

I wiped it, and the people around were stunned, who named it?So arrogant!
Temur was also taken aback, frowned and then asked, "May I know your last name, warrior!"

"Hammer of Doom!" the giant said straightforwardly.

"Uh..." The people around were taken aback again, why do you feel that the last name sounds more ugly?Do you have this last name?It's easy to pretend to be B's surname!

Guo Lang would be surprised if he was there, Doomhammer: It is the royal bloodline of the orc fighting shaman, and it is also the most representative royal bloodline of the orc clan!
"May I ask, are you from Baila?" Temur asked coldly.

"Now it counts." The giant Lei Ting shook his head: "I just applied to join the Black Sheep Tribe a few days ago, and I have already received official approval from your royal court!"

"Oh." Temur looked at the old Bolt with a sarcasm on his face: "I said, where did I get so much confidence, so I invited foreign aid?"

"Get lost if you don't dare to fight." Bolt looked impatient: "Where are so many talking?"

"You!" Temur's face was gloomy when he heard the words, and the people around him began to boo again. He hesitated for a while and finally said to a strong samurai behind him on the left: "Hada! You go and meet this brother for a while, let him see Take a look at the bravery of my prairie boy!"

"Oh!" Seeing Temur's duel, the people around started cheering one after another!
Although Temur said it casually, he was actually very cautious. The Hada he sent was the most powerful one in his samurai group. His own physique, since Temur owned him, basically has no defeats!
Hada came out silently, and pulled out the long sword behind him. Few people in the grassland practice swords, and more people use machetes, but no one dares to underestimate this person, because his sword skills are indeed very good. After the Iron Tribe, there has been almost no defeat in the past two years. The only tie was the battle with Boqin, the number one warrior of the Wolf Fang tribe.

In the past two years, Temur has won many bets with this person, and has become a dark horse that has a chance to be promoted to the Viscount of the city this year!
After Hada drew out his sword, everyone around retreated one after another to make enough space for the two of them. Hada performed a prairie salute to Lei Ting. Lei Ting grinned and turned around to perform a warrior salute unique to the orc race!
The etiquette of the orcs is simple and generous, and very masculine, which looks very pleasing to the eye. Many people were taken aback by Lei Ting's etiquette, feeling that the posture is very flavorful.

"You don't need a weapon?" Hada asked with a frown.

"Ah" Lei Ting shook his head indifferently: "I didn't find a suitable one!" Then he hooked his hands: "It's okay, come on!"

The face of Hada, who was underestimated, suddenly sank: "You will regret your decision!" After saying no more nonsense, a sharp light flashed in his eyes, and his movements were as fast as a ferocious cheetah. It is hard to imagine him acting like this The figure can have such agility.

The eyes of the people around were wide open. They had seen Hada's duel countless times. Many people knew that this was the prelude to the opponent's jumping and chopping. Most people in China are tall and tall, not suitable for such flexible swordsmanship, but Hada is different. Obviously, he has learned very well. With his physique, coupled with this dexterous and explosive swordsmanship, few people can match him on the grassland.

A cold light flashed by, and Hada felt that his touch was very good this time, but he was a little puzzled. The opponent had been standing there since the beginning, and had no intention of parrying at all. Could it be that this guy didn't know how to fight at all, and was just a Embroidered pillows?Hada was a little puzzled, but even for this situation, the cautious character of the warrior for many years made him not show any mercy, but chose to attack with all his strength!

A beautiful jump cut, no matter the angle, strength or speed is perfect, it is already comparable to some swordsmanship masters in the East Island. Two halves of the picture!
But at the next moment, a picture that they couldn't understand at all appeared. The jump cut perfectly hit the opponent's body, but there was a sharp metal collision sound. The giant man was not split in half as imagined, and even The fur was not even injured, and the sword body was stuck with the neck muscles abruptly!
Hada didn't expect that what he cut was on the cartilage, but he felt like he had cut on the iron stone. The powerful counter-shock force made his long sword almost drop out of his hand. This strange scene made him want to draw his sword and turn around immediately. Defense, but the next moment he found that he couldn't do it.

The body of my sword was firmly stuck by the muscles of the opponent's neck, and I couldn't move at all!

This weird scene gave him a chill in his heart, and he thought to himself, "What kind of monster is this?"

The people around me also thought the same way. It felt too exaggerated. I had never heard of it. People can block swords with their muscles, and the neck is so fragile!
"Just this little strength?" Lei Ting suddenly showed a sinister smile on his lazy face: "Then it seems that you can't make me regret it." He raised his left hand while the other party's pupils were dilated, and punched him directly. Going over, a very simple and unpretentious punch directly smashed Hada's upper body to pieces under the eyes of everyone!

Such a bloody and violent scene was extremely shocking, and shocked the chiefs who were used to watching martial arts. They had seen countless martial arts in their lives, but they had never seen such a shocking scene!
Then everyone started to exclaim, calling for Lei Ting's name. People on the grassland worship the strong. If you are strong, you will naturally get the honor and respect you deserve!
Temur looked at Lei Ting with a livid face, and finally snorted coldly, turned around and led the crowd to leave.

But suddenly he was stopped by old Bolt: "Hey, Temur, where are you going?"

The other party paused, then looked back at Bolt and said coldly: "I will ask someone to send the cattle and sheep to them later. No one dares to renege on their debts here, so don't worry!"

"I don't mean this." Old Bolt suddenly laughed: "I want to say, let's gamble again?"

Bet on your sister!Temur rolled his eyes when he heard the words, and secretly said: "You have that kind of pervert, so SB will bet with you!"

"Leader duel!" Old Bolt's words stopped Temur's leaving footsteps. He turned his head sharply and looked at old Bolt with surprise: "Leader duel? You and me? Are you sure?"

Old Bolt smiled and said: "I'm sure, and didn't I just say that I am very interested in your beautiful wife and daughter!"

The other party's provocative words did not annoy Temur, but a hint of surprise flashed across his face, and he said immediately: "You are not allowed to go back on your word, what about your bet?"

"What do you want?" Old Bolt sneered.

Temur looked at Lei Ting eagerly, and said excitedly: "If you lose, this warrior will belong to our Black Iron Tribe!"

When the old Bolt heard the words, he turned and glanced at the big man named Lei Ting. The other party pouted, and then nodded. Bolt turned back and smiled and said, "Okay! Just as you wish!"

"Okay, okay!" Temur frustrates his hands, looking excited, secretly said: "If I have this pervert, I will be promoted to Viscount this year with every chance!" He laughed and looked at Bolt: "You gave me such a gift!" Don’t worry, I’ll be merciful in the duel, at least I won’t let you lose your old life here!”

"Heh!" Old Bolt sneered when he heard the words: "Yes, but I won't show mercy." He took off his shirt as he said that, and everyone noticed that Old Bolt was wearing only clothes on such a cold day. What surprised them even more was the muscles on the old Bolt's body. The smooth and solid muscles exuded a strong momentum, which made everyone stunned. This old guy has so strong?
Temur was also taken aback, and he found that the opponent was hunched over at first, but now he stood up straight and was almost as tall as himself. This old guy is not only physically strong, but when did he become so tall?

All this weirdness made him feel uneasy.

He took a deep look at the other party, pulled out his scimitar solemnly, walked forward, and performed a prairie salute.

The other party also returned the salute with a grim smile on his face. Temur noticed that the etiquette performed by the old Bolt was exactly the same as that of the strong man named Thunder at the beginning, and he didn't seem to bring a weapon!

This made him subconsciously ask, "Where's your weapon?"

"Oh." Old Bolt looked at him coldly, and said blankly, "I didn't find a suitable one!"

The people around were stunned, and Temur felt a deep chill, the same scene and the same dialogue as before, all these made him feel more and more uneasy!

　Hey, I finally finished this chapter. I wrote it with too much dedication. The fat man looked up and said, damn it, it's almost [-] words. No wonder it took me four hours to write. . . .Hey, I still can't control it. Looking at the time, there are only four updates today. Although there are only four updates, in terms of word count, it is definitely more than five. Fatty only wrote two chapters, which is almost tens of thousands of words, you guys Say it?

　　
　
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