Eagle Flag of Epirus

At this moment, the tournament outside Rusnina City was still not over, and the tournament was held for an afternoon, and it was already close to dusk. The fastest update and the sound of horseshoes on the field is still rumbling, trampling the ground of the competition ground into a dilapidated wasteland.

But the more so, the audience below is also excited. Although it is inevitable to be thrilling, the casualties like the previous ones did not appear, at best they suffered some minor injuries. However, the so-called one inch long and one inch strong, one inch short and one inch dangerous, although it is not that the riders collide with each other with their long spears, making the audience unable to feel the excitement of the bursting and shattering of the long spears, but the screams from short weapons can make four The audience screamed loudly and couldn't help shouting in unison for the supporters.

Relatively speaking, the attitude of the nobles to watch this event was much more reserved. They watched indifferently the samurai fighting each other for their honor, even if someone was seriously injured by falling horses. As the sun gradually set, the outcome was finally decided.

As a contestant representing the Emperor Mikhail, the young Nicholas Ovania had a brilliant record. In the following competition, he defeated many players who had performed exceptionally before. Genoa, known as the favorite to win, started a fierce battle on behalf of Alfred from the Doria family, and finally won a miraculous victory. For this, it won countless cheers and applause. However, in the eyes of real experts, all this has already exposed the nuances. The first few games have nothing to say. In the last fight between Nicolas and the knight in Genoa, the discerning person can see at a glance that the Genoese warrior is deliberately releasing water. How could the skill that people showed before could not beat a dude nobleman, but reluctantly, the Genoese warrior had no trace of his skills, and the outsider was fascinated by the handsome guard officer's embroidered legs.

Despite this, none of the people present who saw these came forward and directly pierced it, and seemed to have acquiesced to this fact, which made Justinian, who was already wearing his armor and watching the battle underneath, also a little curious.

"What the **** is going on? There are so many people releasing water just for the sake of a guard officer!" Even after realizing it later, Justinian guessed at this moment that the identity of this young nobleman named Nicholas might not look like it. It's that simple.

Seeing that Justinian also guessed the probabilities of this, Hendriel also shrugged slightly, and said in a slightly ridiculous tone: "There are rumors in the market that our young and handsome Sir Nicholas is our great. His Majesty’s illegitimate son. Although it is a rumor, in fact, Emperor Mikhail has always been ambiguous, no matter how embroidered the big pillow this kid is, he will spare no effort to commit to the important task. It seems that this time, our emperor really decided to do whatever it takes. Nicholas Ovania pushed up to regain the position of Thessaloniki."

"Let the whole person...?" Justinian sneered under the mask of Qin Charen. It seemed that he really overestimated Mikhail Dukas, and he did this for an illegitimate child. Things come. You must know that Thessaloniki is the gateway to Constantinople, and it would be a fierce battle to regain there and expel the Latins, but for his own sake, the man wanted to appoint a dude as the forward commander.

"It's so stupid!"

Justinian whispered disdainfully, while the horn outside the court was slowly sounded.

"The time is up, Justinian, I can only send you here." Looking up at the sky, Hendry also stopped and saluted Justinian, "I hope you can win."

Under the mask, Justinian also nodded, did not say anything, and slowly walked to the preparation area of ​​the arena. He replaced the Chincha warrior who died before, and finally it was his turn. He played

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The equestrian competition was finally over. Only the last eight people remained in the audience. They represented different families and forces, but they were all determined to win the next victory. After all, the winner can not only get honor and wealth, but also get a promise from His Majesty the Emperor. Among the eight winners, Alfred and Nicolas Ovania of Genoa are naturally among them, and Justinian, who retains his strength, is also among the eight winners. The same stumbling to enter the final finals, although it is late, but the conference does not seem to want to delay until the next day.

After a short break, the final finals finally started. After the lottery, the first game was played by Justinian, but his opponent was a little taken aback. It was actually Nicholas Ovania, the Guards officer who won countless lights and applause before!

For a time, the spectators under the tents on both sides of the arena were waiting attentively for the duel that was about to begin.

At this time, the moon in the west has already risen, but people don’t seem to be tired once, and no one wants the last few matches to be postponed until tomorrow morning, so at the sign of Emperor Mikhail, the spectators were allowed to dine while watching. , While discussing the martial arts event of the day and waiting for the highlight to begin~www.ltnovel.com~ I saw six surprisingly big fat cows slowly turning on the barbecue skewer, and they had been roasting for several hours. His royal chef was busy spreading butter until the meat was roasted crispy and crispy, overflowing with fat and drunk. Large dining tables and benches were set up outside the tents. The dishes, soups and freshly baked bread on the tables were already piled up high, and the hungry people immediately began to devour and indulge in joy and banquets.

But the excitement at the banquet did not dilute people's expectations for the next duel, because everyone knows that the upcoming battle is not so much a battle between two warriors, as it is the emperor of the empire and the prince who people dare not name. The game between. The disagreement between the two has long been known to everyone, and this time it was said that there must be no competition. Although outsiders dare not get involved, anyone is extremely happy to watch the excitement.

On the other side, Emperor Mikhail was also sitting on the high platform. At this moment, the torch of the arena was lit and brightly lit. Looking at the samurai in the armor of the Qin inspector who slowly walked onto the arena, the man frowned slightly and said: "Unexpectedly There are still people under him." I thought that the most powerful samurai under Theodore had been eliminated, and the opponent had nothing to do, but he still found a substitute to reach the finals, which made his expression uncontrollable. livid.

But at this moment, Constance Doria's calm voice sounded again, "I think this, your majesty, you don't need to worry too much. You have also seen the two previous competitions by the people sent by Prince Theodore. I just barely made it to the finals. Mr. Nicholas is definitely able to deal with it. Even if he misses, our people will definitely be able to help your Majesty solve this trouble."