The War Court and Lap Pillow, Austria's Mandate of Heaven

Chapter 1591 Trial by Martial Arts (Part 1)

Bismarck's survival was largely due to Lanavarona I's arrogance and curiosity. After the translator relayed Bismarck's words, Lanavarona I immediately arranged a contest.

However, Bismarck's opponent was not a human, but an enormous crocodile.

This was Queen Lanavarona I's favorite beast, which she affectionately called "Mpishina Bebe!" (meaning "big stomach").

Mpishina Bebe is an enormous Nile crocodile with thick skin and incredible explosive power; it is nearly 60 years old.

Unlike humans, it did not age; instead, it grew increasingly ferocious and powerful. In the 23 years since Lanavarona I came to power, at least a thousand people have perished at the hands of Mpishina Bebe, and its appearance was met with cheers.

However, the expected bloody scene did not occur; instead, the man and the crocodile in the arena staged a sit-in. The people who came to watch the bloody performance could not stand it, and all sorts of trash rained down on Bismarck and Mpishnana Bebe.

This time the crocodile finally made a move, but Bismarck maintained his distance from it, ignoring the rain of trash.

About fifteen minutes later, Mpishnana Bebe, perhaps enraged or perhaps out of patience, finally began to run quickly toward Bismarck, but Bismarck only ran away.

Crocodiles have great explosive power, but it is limited to within 30 meters. Even if a crocodile bursts out at full power, it cannot outrun a human on land.

Exhausted from running, the crocodile instinctively adopted an ambush strategy, waiting for the humans to approach. However, what awaited it this time was a spear thrown at it.

Javelin, as a powerful weapon for humankind to conquer the world, has destroyed countless species in this world. Cave lions, deer lizards, giant ground sloths, and even mammoths could not escape the fate of destruction.

But this time, the invincible weapon failed to penetrate Mpishinana Bebe's armor made of bone plates. The human before him was not the first to throw a spear at him, but all of them failed and ended up as his meal.

Mpishina Bebe was very familiar with this feeling. She knew that the man in front of her would either run away in panic, rush towards her in impotent rage, or stand there in despair, crying and praying. In any case, he would definitely become her meal.

The surrounding crowd was also extremely excited; what they had been waiting for was finally about to happen: to be torn apart, ripped apart, and devoured.
However, the man in the center of the arena remained calm, maintaining his distance from Mpishnana Bebe. He neither despaired because his attack failed, nor did he give up on himself, nor did he flee in panic.

Queen Lanavarona I found it somewhat interesting, but she didn't believe her invincible war beast would lose the duel; she simply watched everything with great interest.

Mpishina Bebe was the same at first; the huge beast approached step by step, but Bismarck did not panic, but simply circled around it.

Perhaps Mpishina Bebe had regained its strength, or perhaps it could no longer restrain itself, the giant monster began to charge.

However, it was once again pushed away, and that person even acquired a weapon again.

However, Bismarck's second throw was also ineffective, and Mpishna Bebe's roar seemed to be a mockery of humanity.

This was the best solution Bismarck could think of. Although it had little effect, he had no choice but to keep trying, otherwise he would only face certain death.

If Franz were here, he would surely tell Bismarck to aim for the crocodile's eyes and head, as well as its soft flanks. Otherwise, given the iron-casting technology of the Kingdom of Imreina at that time, it would be difficult for the spearhead to pierce the crocodile's hard bony armor and cause substantial damage.

Bismarck also wanted to aim for the crocodile's eyes and head, but unfortunately, he hadn't systematically practiced throwing weapons; after all, the school only taught how to use swords and guns. The man and the crocodile fought like this for the entire morning. The nobles of the Kingdom of Imreina had never seen such a drawn-out match. Queen Lanavarona I couldn't sit still any longer and simply took a nap.

When she woke up, the woman and the crocodile were still spinning around. Lanavarona I looked rather grim. The translator next to her saw this and shouted at Bismarck.

"Hurry up and get in there, you coward!"

At the same time, the entire audience booed. However, at that moment, Bismarck's spear finally pierced Mpishnana Bebe's eye. The crocodile's eyeball ruptured, and its semen flew everywhere. Its huge body twisted wildly and lunged at the human in front of it.

However, the humans before it seemed to have anticipated this and nimbly dodged its attacks, continuing to throw objects at it. But Mpishina Bebe's rage didn't last long; it was simply too tired and all it wanted was to rest.

The human picked up the spear once more.
The invincible Mpishnana Bebe ultimately died under Bismarck's shameless tactics. Queen Lanavarona I was heartbroken, after all, this was the crocodile she had raised since it was a cub. But the sadness did not last long, and she decided to continue the game.

This time, Queen Lanavarona I will send Barbama, the strongest warrior of the Kingdom of Imerina. Barbama's physique is as strong as the Europeans in front of him, and his exquisite armor has made him invincible in previous duels.

"Long live the Queen!"

"Long live!"

Cheers erupted from the crowd, but Bismarck remained unmoved and showed no surprise at the approaching black-armored warrior.

In fact, he knew from the beginning that Queen Lanavarona I was cruel and would not let him off the hook just because of his victory. The so-called trial by combat was nothing more than a delaying tactic.

So after killing the giant crocodile, Bismarck kept eating the food thrown in by the nobles of the Kingdom of Imreina to replenish his strength.

Barbama, the strongest warrior of the Kingdom of Imerina, walked up to Bismarck and was about to introduce himself when the latter, lacking any sense of martial ethics, threw a handful of sand at him. However, this was exactly what Barbama had expected. After all, he had participated in too many duels and could easily protect his face with his shield. His armor was also sufficient to protect his vital organs.

So Barbama wasn't worried; he had even been planning how to kill his opponent for a while, but suddenly a sharp pain shot through his foot.

Bismarck thrust his spear into the only two unarmored parts of Barbama's body (his hands and feet). Barbama wanted to pursue, but the wound in his foot restricted his movement.

Bismarck distanced himself from Barbamara, determined to wear him down. Barbamara knew what Bismarck was thinking, but had no choice but to use a shield and short spear to gain the greatest advantage before entering the fray.

He could have killed his opponent without taking any damage, but now his short spear and shield had become a burden, and Barbama roared in anger.

Bismarck continued eating the fruit and leg meat she had picked up earlier, and even mocked the other party with words.

However, it's uncertain whether the other person will be able to understand it.
Finally, as if he had made a decision, Barbama put down his short spear and shield. Bismarck was a little confused. Was the other side going to admit defeat?

This was somewhat unexpected. To be fair, if this were a formal duel rather than a cat-and-mouse game, he would be willing to have a fair duel with his opponent.

But the next second Bismarck's eyes widened as Barbama pulled out a musket.