Volume 1 Forest Knight Chapter 66 Please Call Me Big Brother
As he spoke, Balian approached the lance stand and explained to Bran with great interest, "Look at this lance. It gradually shrinks from the tail to the front. The advantage of this design is that the entire lance is
The center of gravity is rearward, and when the rider holds it, he will have a better sense of balance and can better control the lance. This kind of lance is mainly divided into several parts, let me tell you about it.
Let’s start with the tip of the gun. This part of the gun head is usually called the crown. Do you think the design of this metal gun head looks like the corolla of a flower?
Although the design looks pretty, its purpose is very insidious. It is used to penetrate the opponent's shield tightly. This kind of lance will not be cut off from the opponent's shield, and you can use the tip of the spear to firmly penetrate it.
Grasp the opponent and apply all the power of the charge to the opponent.
Looking back along the barrel of the gun, you can see that there is a disc on the lance. This thing is called a hand guard. There is also a hand guard behind it, which is a device to protect the fingers.
Because even if you are fully armored and wrapped very tightly, your opponent's lance will still slide along yours. Without these two hand guards, your fragile little hands will be hit by the front crown.
中.Can you imagine what your finger would look like after being hit by the tip of a gun?"
Bran chuckled and said: "Master, if my hand is hit by the lance tip, I'm afraid this hand will be useless."
After saying that, Bran asked another question, "Master, whether you can knock down your opponent depends on your control of the lance."
Balian thought for a moment and replied: "It depends on how hard you can use to knock down your opponent, and how much strength you can use. This depends on your weak points. If your equestrian skills are poor, when your lance hits
When you hit an opponent, the lance will not necessarily break. This powerful reaction force will directly make you fall off the horse."
"Then I want to practice horse riding. Maybe I can participate in the knight tournament in the future. When I was eating just now, I heard from the person at the next table that knight squires can also participate in the competition." Bran said with some longing.
Balian patted his little head lightly, "The knights and squires who can participate in the competition basically start practicing when they are seven or eight years old. After ten years of training, they dare to participate in the competition. If you want to
You still have to practice hard to compete.
And if you want to sit steadily on the horse, the saddle is very important. A comfortable and easy-to-use saddle allows you to use the correct posture during confrontation and transfer all the power of your charge to the head of the lance, giving you
A fatal blow to the opponent."
"Master, can I use the bonus you gave me to customize a good saddle for myself? The saddle on the horse I am riding now belongs to Uncle Bess. It is very big and does not fit me." Bran asked in a request.
He looked at Balian.
According to the standards for bonuses given to guards, Balian gave his young squire a bonus of thirty dinars, which would allow him to customize a saddle. So Balian nodded, and Bran's joy was palpable.
"Dear Sir, if your attendants want to customize saddles, we can do it here. Many knights and their attendants who participate in tournaments have custom-made saddles here. Choose us, you will not be disappointed.
"I don't know when, but the businessman who was still drowsy just now got up.
"Okay, bring me a saddle and let me see it," Balian said.
As if by magic, the weapons dealer rotated the wooden shelf filled with swords behind his seat. Behind it hung more than twenty saddles, pedals, weapon bags for horses, etc.
Very complete.
The arms dealer held a pair of saddles and introduced: "Sir, I am the owner of the Shuanghuan Armor Shop, the best armor workshop in Shuo City, Yang Weike. You can just call me Jed."
As he said this, the weapons dealer named Jed explained everything to them in great detail, from the saddle bone to the front and rear saddle bridges, to the saddle, saddlebags, stirrup straps, saddle wings, saddle pillows, etc., which made Balian
I can't help but have a great impression of this boss. It seems that he is not only a businessman, but also a gold medal salesman who understands craftsmanship and consumer needs.
After listening to his introduction, Balian directly spent money to customize two pairs of saddles, both for himself and Bran. These two saddles cost fifty dinars, because at Jade's suggestion, Balian's saddles were used extravagantly.
It is made of fine deerskin and will be inlaid with the owner's name in silver.
Having made a lot of money recently, Balian decisively agreed to add these two upgrades to make himself more comfortable and more dignified.
After Jed took the money bag, he was very happy. He took out a piece of gray straw paper with the double ring mark of their store, wrote the product details and delivery time on it, melted the fire paint with a candle on the side, and asked Balian to use his own
The right ring is stamped with his own emblem on the fire paint.
Then after the fire paint cooled and solidified, he used scissors to cut the gray straw paper into two pieces, and gave one piece to Balian. When the time came, Balian would just send someone to pick up the saddle with this piece of paper.
After leaving the weapons store, the two wandered around the street for a while. By this time, the seafood in their stomachs was almost digested, so they came to sit down in front of a stall selling wine and food, and had some midnight snacks.
The supper stalls at this time are very lively, with people sitting there in small groups drinking and chatting, and there are also bards talking and singing fascinating stories, which is very lively.
Balian and Bran ordered two large glasses of beer, marinated pork, roast rabbit and other foods. In the cool autumn breeze, they listened to the bard's stories and enjoyed the wine and food comfortably. They felt very comfortable.
After the bard finished singing a long poem, he came down from the high platform made of wooden boxes in the middle of the stall. He took his hat and begged for rewards from the people sitting around eating and drinking.
In this lively and joyous moment, everyone was more generous with their actions. After a while, a lot of copper coins were thrown into the bard's hat, and Balian also asked Bran to reward him with ten copper coins. He respected the fruits of other people's labor.
Holding his heavy hat, the bard stepped onto the simple stage again with satisfaction. He wanted to sing a new long poem about knights' jousting for everyone. His opportune suggestion received applause and cheers from everyone. North
The knight's tournament is about to begin, and everyone is here to watch the excitement, so naturally they want to know more about the knight's tournament.
The bard began singing in the first person.
"I am a knight from the western border of Verinen Continent. My name is Henry, and I am about to participate in the Knights Tournament.
This kind of jousting and jousting is not only a sport, but also known as the "King's Game", because the servants of Vulcan, that is, the missionaries do not like this kind of bloody competition and only want to open up frontiers.
Only the kings of soil are keen to organize such competitions.
This is a great sport about overcoming fear. Only those who are brave enough and proud enough to raise a lance can participate in such an ultimate challenge. You can only charge forward on a horse, never like a wild dog.
Just as timid.
The warriors raised their spears, sat on their saddles, aimed at their opponents, charged with all their strength, and hit the opponent's shield with their lances. The lances broke and their opponents fell off their horses. The victor would win honor, wealth, and the favor of noble women.
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Such a sacred and dangerous game can only be participated by knights like us. Only we can afford high-quality armor and can wrap our bodies tightly in steel to better protect ourselves.
It’s not just about armor. It’s impossible to participate in a knight’s tournament without a horse. Whether a horse has strength, passion, and a handsome body will be the key to whether a knight can win.
With good armor and war horses, superb riding skills are the key. Riding is the ultimate test for knights and war horses. They must become one, connected with each other, and fight for the same goal!
Even if there is the devil's poisonous fire hell ahead, even if there are ferocious trolls ahead, even if there is a cliff ahead, we must go forward without hesitation, rush down to the end of the world, and rush to the end of mankind!
The moment you get on the horse, you no longer have a son, a husband, or a father. You only have one identity, and that is a warrior who charges for victory!
Charge, my warriors, lower the spear, let it hit the opponent's shield, let it shatter on the opponent's armor, let it knock the opponent down, this is the charm of the pinnacle of human power!
As a knight, I have also been on the battlefield, and I am used to seeing corpses trampled into mud by horses' hooves, sucked to the ground like dark red octopuses.
Just as the robber soldiers took away the heads of the defeated, the flowing scarlet, like red ribbons, held a promotion ceremony for these dead souls.
The battle started in the autumn, and was eaten away by rats and wild dogs in the winter. When the following spring came, the children from the village came here to play the game of breaking river ice with the bones of the new year.
I once met a beautiful girl with long golden hair and a charming fragrance. She hugged me on horseback and I could hear her nervous breathing.
We crossed the creek in early spring, walked on the grass in autumn, bathed in the heavy rain in summer, and kissed the velvet in winter. When next spring, I said goodbye to my beloved girl and embarked on the journey to pursue honor and wealth.
When I become successful, I will definitely come back and share the happiness with her..."
The bard's long poem is full of emotion and emotion. It not only introduces some knowledge of knight's competition, but also reflects on war, as well as the desire for love and family.
The bard's voice was beautiful and his stories were so attractive that everyone forgot about drinking, and even the passers-by stopped.
After he finished singing this long poem, everyone's applause and cheers were unprecedentedly warm. This time he received more rewards. When he came to Balian's table, Balian directly tipped his hat into his hat.
Two dinars were cast.
When the bard saw that it turned out to be two silver coins, he suddenly became energetic, and the fatigue of having recited two long poems in succession was gone.
He bowed respectfully to Balian, "Dear Sir, thank you for your generosity. Drew, who has traveled far and wide, expresses his most sincere respect to you. Thank you for your reward. The God of Fire will definitely bless you and your family with health."
Longevity."
The young bard named Drew was very happy with Balian's generous rewards like a big brother. The total reward he received for the last long poem he sang was less than two hundred soles.
, and this person’s reward is more than all the rewards he received last time, how can he be unhappy?
Balian smiled and said: "Drew, you have traveled far and wide. Have you ever been to Fort Nolandenburg in the direct county?"
"Oh, my lord, I have heard about this place. The Lord of Nolandenburg had two duels and defeated the enemy with one move. He also wiped out the three major gangs on the south bank of the Karl River that had been causing harm for many years." Drew replied.
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"Can you compose and sing a long poem for him? The content is mainly what you just said, but this long poem should have the effect of attracting people to do business and settle in Norlandenburg. Is that okay?" Balian asked.
road.
Hearing what the person who gave him the reward said, Drew thought for a while and did not answer directly. Seeing him like this, Balian asked him to sit down and poured him a glass of wine.
"Yeah, yes, but I have a question, are you from Norlandenburg?" After Drew agreed, he asked doubtfully.
"The man in front of you is the knight of the palace, the lord of Norandenburg, and the deputy sheriff of the county directly under Sir Balian." Bran lowered his voice and introduced him.