My British Empire

  Chapter 417 Tournament (Part 2)

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  The next day, that is, June 20th, early in the morning, David and Charles arrived at the Place des Vosges in Paris with all their equipment, which was the scene of the knightly tournament.

  By the time David and Charles arrived, the entire square was already filled with colorful flags and crowds of people. The scene was very spectacular.

  As knights participating in the battle, Charles and David came to the contestant field fully dressed.

  Luckily, although they came on the last day, they were drawn on the first day.

   Unfortunately, although the battle can be ended as soon as possible, the disadvantages are also obvious.

   On the first day, everyone’s attention was actually on the battle between His Majesty the King of France and the noble knights. For the noble ladies, His Majesty the King and the noble knights were the most popular.

   Not many people watched their games at all.

   And more importantly, they are sparring partners, completely supporting roles.

  Of course, the two fledgling young people don't know these twists and turns at all. They just know that today is the time to choose their fate in life.

   Defeat the opponent, gain the favor of the nobles, and then become a knight respected by everyone; or, lose the game and become a spectator.

  Come to Paris so hard, of course, not to watch other people's games, but to make myself the protagonist.

  Seeing the people who were competing with them at the same time sighed, this made the two of them a little puzzled. There was no reason to sigh before the competition.

  Although they were full of doubts, but as pink and tender newcomers, the two of them were too embarrassed to ask further questions, so they could only lead the horse and calm its emotions.

  The more than one hundred contestants stayed within their own range, while the rest of the square was almost occupied by crowds of onlookers.

  Ordinary onlookers, stretching their heads, kept looking around in the crowd, looking at the center of the square, for fear of missing something.

  The peddlers brought things, snacks, drinks, and even the clothes of a certain famous knight, and shouted loudly, but compared with the voices of the crowd, they were still too small.

   Moreover, on the outskirts of the square, the major casinos have also set up odds one after another, including those knights who are a little bit famous for everyone to choose.

   It was extremely lively inside and outside the stadium.

  The nobles and ladies who appreciate the performance have their own exclusive high platform, sit there, and watch the knights fight condescendingly.

The participating knights stayed near the high platform, and when they looked up, they could see the figure of the delicate and beautiful lady on the high platform, with every frown and smile, beautiful and beautiful, ordinary and ripe peaches, sweet and alluring, tempting these young people who were about to compete knights.

  The original momentum was a bit decadent, and after seeing those beautiful ladies, the participating knights felt as if they had taken a stimulant instantly, with their heads held high and their chests high, full of energy.

  The nobles gradually took their seats according to their status. Finally, as the protagonist of today's game, His Majesty King Henry II of France entered the arena with his queen.

   "See Your Majesty the King!" All the knights and nobles bent down to salute, and the ladies held their skirts and shouted loudly.

  The onlookers also knew that His Majesty the King was coming, and knelt down on their knees to welcome His Majesty the King.

  In fact, at the end of the Middle Ages, kneeling on one knee is only the right of nobles and those with status. It is the most basic etiquette for ordinary civilians to kneel when they meet lords and nobles.

   Of course, with the passage of time and the popularization of culture, the number of common people kneeling on the knees has become less and less.

  Seeing the huge crowd in front of him saluting to him, Henry II became more and more happy.

   After he and the queen sat on their seats, the entire tournament officially began.

  First of all, the contestants were noble knights from the French court.

   It's not so much a competition as it is a performance.

  The court knights wore green hair one by one, their armor was gorgeous and shiny, and they walked into the performance stage with arrogance and arrogance.

  As the court knights of France, they are proud.

  Different from other court knights, these people are the most powerful knights in France, and they are the knights who are most intimate with His Majesty the King.

   Today, as soon as this group of brave and handsome knights entered the arena, the whole square was completely boiling.

  When the ordinary people saw such a handsome and handsome knight approaching, they immediately made a noise, howling and cheering, anyway, it was right to shout loudly.

  Including the Queen of France, all the ladies shouted loudly to the knights they supported, and kept blowing kisses, interacting frequently.

  The aristocratic husbands beside the ladies pretended not to see them and looked ahead indifferently, including their boss, His Majesty Henry II.

  For these male nobles, as long as their wives give birth to legal heirs, they can play whatever they want with their wives, even if thousands of people sleep and ten thousand people ride, it doesn't matter.

  They themselves are obsessed with being in love every day, with a lot of mistresses, how can they have time to care about these.

  So, don't make a fuss about this kind of scene.

  In the square, a hundred or so of the bravest and best knights in France started their performances.

  The more than a hundred knights facing them felt timid when they saw the majestic bodies and gorgeous armor of these court knights.

   And the same is true for Charles and David from the Principality of Lorraine.

   Not to mention that the steeds under their crotch are superior to others like me, and looking at their arms thicker than their own thighs, it is conceivable that they are extremely powerful.

  The two hundred people fought against each other as expected. After more than an hour, it basically ended with the victory of the court knights.

  Of course, there were rare cases where the court knights were killed, but unfortunately, it didn't happen this time.

   Charles was hit to the ground by the court knight with a spear as soon as he went back and forth. With the help of his servants, he slowly stood up and took off his armor.

  Charle picked up his clothes, and saw a fist-sized bruise on his chest, which hurt very much when he touched it lightly.

   David on the side was knocked down by the opponent's shield because of lack of strength, which made David very embarrassed. Is a knight without strength still a knight?

  The two looked at each other with helpless smiles.

   Then stood up and watched the group of court knights who eliminated them fight each other.

   To be honest, Charles had to admit that these court knights were not only powerful, but also very beautiful and exciting in fighting, which was very eye-catching.

  Different from them, these knights sparred much longer than them, and some of them even took a break, and then continued.

   By the time it finally ended, it was already noon.

   And as the most anticipated, it is also the finale of His Majesty King Henry II of France. With the help of his servants, he is preparing to put on his armor and perform a battle performance.

  (end of this chapter)