Take the ride to dominate the game

Chapter 69 First Day
The first event of the martial arts tournament is the spear riding competition.

The game is played on a long field, separated by a wooden fence in the middle, and two contestants each attack from one end on horseback.

The fully armed knight holds a concave shield in his left hand, a lance in his right hand, and holds the hollow gun with the tail of the gun under his armpit.

In fact, compared with the arena lances, the lances used on the real battlefield are not only solid, but also much shorter.

The only thing they have in common is that they are disposable.

Every time the charge stabs out, it must be replaced with a new one.

And in order to avoid hurting yourself, it is usually easy to break.

The arena lance is made hollow to reduce damage.

Of course, the lance of the hussars is also hollow, but that is to deal with unarmored peasant soldiers, so the strength is reduced in exchange for length.

When dealing with armored infantry, the lance is much shorter and harder.

Nearly a hundred knights and nobles of Westeros participated in the spear riding competition.

Civilians and wandering warriors basically did not participate in this, and riding a gun was not something they could afford.Most of them are ready to sign up for archery competitions and team battles.

Originally, according to the practice of the Targaryen dynasty, registration fees could be charged for the tournament, but in order to show off his wealth, King Robert actually waived all the fees and increased the prize money for the championship of the three competitions to tens of thousands.

Moreover, the travel expenses of the contestants and the board and lodging expenses in King's Landing can be reimbursed by the subordinates of the Minister of Finance.

It shows Robert's sincerity in spending money.

Now, the first generation king of the Lu family, who spent 15 million gold dragons in 600 years and accumulated 300 years of the Targaryen dynasty, is working with most of the courtiers, royal nobles, and the marquis, earls and official ladies who have heard the news. We sat in the VIP seats, waiting for the start of the spear competition.

Thousands of people huddled in the long strip of open space opposite the VIP seats, guessing who would be the champion this time and who would become famous.

The closest tournament is Crown Prince Joffrey's No. 12 Name Day Tournament.

The biggest dark horse in that battle was the Knight of Flowers, whose waistcoat was covered with hundreds of roses, and shot down Kingslayer Jaime Lannister with a single shot, making him famous throughout the continent.

In this game, the public favored different players, but most of them had the same opinion, that is, the handsome nobleman riding a golden-armored red horse could make his name remembered by the audience.

Because the golden armored red horse is really too big.

It was so big that it was surrounded by nearly a hundred riders, and they were all visible at a glance.

Of course, the handsome face of the rider is equally conspicuous.

"Aren't you tired from riding this horse?" Loras, the Knight of Flowers, gripped the horse's belly lightly, and strolled to Arthur's side.

"Except for the weird posture, I'm not very tired." Arthur, who was almost splitting his arms, replied.

The saddle he was sitting on was a special saddle that Tob had found a highly skilled carpenter to make within two days, which gave Arthur one day to get familiar with the giant horse.

Although the saddle is well made, the back of the horse is a bit wide and it is not very comfortable to sit on.

The servants Meidan, Yule, and Piper helped him put on the vest long before they came to the competition venue.

This was done under Desmond's guidance.

After all, few of them have ever been exposed to such advanced things as vests.

Although Arthur felt that the golden vest was a bit flirtatious, even more flirtatious than Loras's vest studded with roses.

But when he thought that the eyes of the audience were all looking at me, he accepted this fact with peace of mind.

A face-controlled girl like Sansa Stark must be able to see him.

Looking at the roses on Loras' vest, he suddenly had an idea.

"You don't mind using one of your roses, do you?"

"Take whatever you want, I have plenty of roses." Loras said.

He was having the garter tied by the attendant, not paying much attention to what Arthur wanted to do.

The lord of the Moulin Rouge picked the biggest rose, put it on his golden waistcoat, and waited in line to go on stage.

There were not many good riders in front of the field, and the race was uneventful.

So when Arthur rode the golden-armored giant red horse on the stage, the entire VIP seats and the crowd became restless at the same time.

After all, this is a player who impresses everyone.

Some people with strong memories even recognized that this was the man who defeated a certain bastard King Forest Guard one day a week ago.

Arthur's opponent rode a much smaller, skinny horse, which made the result look almost certain.

The two sides pressed their masks, and after the referee signaled the official start, they charged forward.

"This game is really meaningless. Where is your magic mountain? I want to see him fight this red horse rider." Robert asked Queen Cersei beside him.

"I don't care where a guard is," Cersei replied dryly.

She did notice that the knight on the red horse was extremely handsome, not much different from James when he was young.

Robert cast a cold glance at his nominal wife, but said nothing.

Not far from them, Sansa and Baelish Littlefinger were sitting together, talking.

The eldest lady of Winterfell was extremely excited by what she saw and heard, but she restrained herself and didn't show it physically, it just made her face more rosy.

The rider's handsomeness also left a deep impression on her.

Much more handsome than that Royce, she thought to herself.

Bang!
Arthur's opponent was thrown from his horse and carried away by the king's servants.

Chitu walked the rest of the way with steady steps, and carried the victorious side to the VIP table.

After opening the mask, Arthur took off the prepared rose and handed it to the rosy-faced Sansa.

Sansa was so excited that she wanted to scream, but considering the princes and courtiers around her, she restrained herself.

This must have been the happiest moment since she came to King's Landing.

The handsome knight in golden armor and the flower-giving behavior that attracted the attention of the audience may be sung by the bards of later generations!
Prince Joffrey watched in surprise as his fiancée was given flowers by another man.

Didn't he just gossip with the hunting dog, why was he taken advantage of?
Loras, the Knight of Hundred Flowers who was waiting to play, was also stunned.

Isn't this what you want to do?

Why was he preempted?
The people on the opposite side mobilized the strongest atmosphere since the start of the game because of this move, with boos and laughter emerging in endlessly.

Many people also cheered for Arthur, expecting him to do something to the eldest daughter of the new prime minister.

But Arthur knew enough was enough, and ran away immediately after presenting the flowers.

He didn't want to be fucked by Sandor Clegane, the hound sent by jealous Joffrey.

The rest of the game proceeded step by step, and the sound of rumbling horseshoes sounded into the evening until the final four were decided:
Loras, Knight of Flowers, The Mountain, The Hound and Arthur.

Because there is really no end to the competition, the king announced that the semi-finals will be held tomorrow, together with the team battle and archery competition.

This made the crowd boo, but everyone left obediently.

PS: Ask for a recommendation ticket and ask for a monthly ticket.

(End of this chapter)