In the open space in front of the owner's tent, hundreds of people gathered in a large circle to watch the people displaying their exquisite archery skills in )]7
The knights of East's own country performed well, but the nobles were far behind. Among the foreign guests, the Shaonan mission only sent two representatives to go through the ceremony. Van'a and Kamega did not participate at all, but they came from Noga. All the guests are sharpshooters, constantly making the audience exclaim.
Among them, Jedda, the Duke of Noga, even hit the target with his arrow. He was still not satisfied and thought that the distance of ten meters was too close. He asked that the target be placed fifty meters away before shooting, which surprised almost everyone. But he seemed quite satisfied that the arrow still hit the bullseye at such a long distance. He smiled and threw the bow to his subordinates: "You guys come and have fun too, don't lose the face of the Nuojia warriors."
The people in the Nuojia Mission all smiled and responded, and then started shooting one after another, even the civilian officials were no exception. The officers were very good at archery, but what was surprising was that the two secretaries of the mission looked thin and weak. It's really amazing that he can actually ensure that the arrows don't miss the target even though he's so polite.
Someone secretly inquired about the servant of the mission, and the servant "quietly" said to him at a volume that everyone could hear: "Everyone of us in Nuojia has to practice riding and shooting since childhood, even women are no exception. Men When you go to join the army, women have to work, and hunting is left to the children. Every month you can hear about children killing tigers with arrows! Now it's just shooting at the target. What does it count? No more than thirty If it's a few meters away, I can hit the red heart."
Everyone was in an uproar and looked at the members of the Nuojia delegation with admiration. Even the servants who feed the horses have such skills. How powerful must those officers be
Selig pushed his brother Hyatt's wheelchair over slowly. Hearing what others said, he also felt very impressed that the latter looked at Jada more. He thought that as the crown prince, the Duke of the North Country was stronger than him. too much
On the other hand, several nobles and ministers exchanged glances with each other, and they all felt a little uneasy. The fact that the Nuojia people were so good at force was not a good sign. It seemed that the peace in the past few years had not dispelled the ambitions of the Nuojia people. They are more active than before. We must find a way to curb their development.
Jada looked on with cold eyes and sneered slightly. Do these people think they can stop Noga now? Don’t underestimate yourself! As early as that war between humans and demons, East had lost too many elites who could support this country. Look who are the so-called elites now? The ten-meter archery target can't actually hit the red heart. East has long since fallen! If these people are smart enough, they should remain in awe of Nojia, and obediently give way to the main road when Nojia, the soaring horse, rushes forward, then he will consider letting them live in peace for a few more days.
He turned around and told his subordinates: "Bring me my bow and arrows." The subordinate immediately gave him a black iron bow and a quiver as thick as a small tree trunk. Jada took out three iron arrows from the quiver. Aim with bow
Everyone around noticed that he seemed to be planning to shoot three arrows at the same time. There was an uproar before someone shouted, "How is this possible?" The arrow was already shot, and it hit the target fifty meters away with a whoosh, making a loud noise, and then " There was a "boom" sound and someone immediately ran over to take a look, only to find that there were three small holes arranged from top to bottom at the bullseye, with an interval of only five centimeters, and the three iron arrows were deeply embedded ten meters behind the target. On a tree trunk meters away, they are also arranged from top to bottom, with an interval of only six centimeters.
All the onlookers were shocked when they heard the results reported by the attendants after measuring them three times with a ruler. A Noga knight took the lead and shouted: "Your Excellency, the Duke, is really a sharp archer! No one in the whole continent is more powerful than you!" "
Only then did everyone wake up. Although they were a little unconvinced, they had no way to refute. They could only focus on the few archers in their country, hoping that they could lower the morale of the Noga people. However, those knights had seen Jedda shoot. After the arrows and the target were placed in the hole, they all looked ugly and fell into silence. After being forced into a hurry, they whispered the names of several seniors who were not present, saying that their archery skills should be better than the Duke's.
Facing the praise from everyone, Jedda just smiled faintly and turned around to warn the members of the mission: "Stop flattering me. I think my archery skills are only above average. There are many people in Noga who are better than me, not to mention Yis." What about the special warriors? Even the masters on the field are not much different from me, so we can’t be arrogant.”
The members of the mission complied obediently, but a secretary smiled and said: "Your Excellency is right. If you are really the number one master of Noga, then the generals in the army will be so ashamed that they will jump into Lake Nomonka." I believe that you are indeed the most outstanding among the royal family members in the entire continent."
As soon as these words were spoken, Hyatt and Serig felt a little uncomfortable, but they knew very well that they were not as good as Jada, so they had no choice but to express their opinions. Hyatt found that several foreign envoys were staring at his brother. The two of them were whispering to each other. Suddenly they had a bad premonition and turned around to Selig and said, "Let's go back to the camp."
Selig was unconvinced. Hearing this, he was a little stunned. Just as he was about to speak, he heard a Shaonan envoy said with a smile: "I heard that the East royal family also attaches great importance to learning the art of riding, archery and swordsmanship. Are the two princes present? Are you going to show off?"
After everyone listened to his words, they all turned their attention to Brother Hyatt.
Hyatt sighed secretly in his heart and said with a smile: "It's a pity that I am injured now and cannot ask Duke Jedda for archery lessons. I hope that the Duke can visit again in the future and give me a chance to challenge."
Jada smiled and nodded without saying anything. He knew in his heart that these members of the East royal family were not his opponents. Although his subordinates hoped to improve their reputation, they had offended other royal families and treated themselves badly. There is no benefit in the plan to come down. Since Prince East gave him the steps, he should just come down.
However, some people did not intend to let the matter go away like this. Queen Lorna of East came over with a group of attendants. She had been watching the development of the matter from a distance, and suddenly felt that this was a good opportunity: "How could your Highness say that?" What? Are you going to let His Excellency Duke Jedda take all the honors?" She smiled and nodded to Jeda and the envoys from various countries, then turned to Hyatt and said: "This is a very rare opportunity, Jeddah. As a crown prince, Duke Da has such superb riding and shooting skills. Everyone praises him as the most outstanding prince among the princes from all over the mainland. How could His Highness be indifferent? Don't let the East Royal Family be despised because of you! "
Hyatt was stunned, and his mood sank. He didn't expect that the queen's suspicion of him had reached this level. Seelig said hurriedly: "Mother, my brother is injured, how can he compete with others in archery?!"
"Shut up!" The queen glared at her son with dissatisfaction, "All you need to shoot is your eyes and hands. Your brother's leg is injured, so why can't he shoot?!"
Selig murmured in his heart that archery requires strength from the lower body, not to mention that his brother's archery skills have never been outstanding, and he will definitely lose to Duke Jedda. When the time comes... He suddenly opened his eyes wide and realized his mother's true purpose. Anger suddenly filled her chest: "Mother! I think my brother's injury has not healed yet and he is not suitable to compete with others. If you are worried that the East Royal Family will
If someone despises you, why not let me do it? ! "
The queen's face froze, and then a flash of fear flashed: "Don't be ridiculous!" Realizing that she was a little rude, she hurriedly restrained herself a little, and said sternly: "Duke Jedda is the Crown Prince of Noga. In terms of status, only your brother has it. With this qualification, why don’t you give up quickly?!”
Selig said calmly: "Your Excellency the Duke is not the official crown prince yet. Besides, do you really think that I am not qualified to compete with him? I am also the prince of East, and I am also responsible for the dignity of this country!"
"You!" The queen gasped for breath, took two steps forward, grabbed her son's hand tightly, stared at him for a while, and then said, "How can you be so rude? What do you think of your brother when you say such things? Already? My child, don’t be willful!”
Selig looked back at his mother with a sneer, and found that her eyes were full of anxiety and worry. He was stunned, but could no longer say anything about wanting to compete with Jada on his brother's behalf.
His mother's plot against his brother made him angry, but that was because his mother loved him and hoped that he could get the crown. He didn't want his brother to suffer such humiliation, but he also knew in his heart that if he stood up, he would lose the same way. He didn't care if he could become the crown prince because of the impact on his reputation, but he was afraid that East would be implicated because of his bad performance and people would make fun of him. He hesitated.
Jada almost sneered, is this the royal family of East? How can such a country become strong when it is so cowardly and still fighting internally
The scene was deadlocked, and people were whispering. At this moment, King Walfred III of East came over with his young son Gadmon: "What happened? Why don't you say anything?" He smiled at Jada. Laughing: "I heard about your exquisite archery skills. It's really amazing." Jada smiled slightly.
There was a knight who seemed to have a good relationship with the guards behind the king. He came closer and told the whole story. Although the expression on the king's face did not change, the look he glanced at the queen was a bit sharp. He was about to ask Jada Apologizing and declining by the way, the youngest son Gadmund behind him suddenly interrupted and asked: "Duke Jada, is your archery really that powerful?" The king was stunned and looked at him with a frown.
However, Gadmon didn't seem to see his father's gaze and simply rushed to Jada: "I also learn to ride horses and archery. When I usually practice, they all say that I am a sharp archer, but I always feel that they are coaxing you to follow me." Bibi? I want to know how well I studied!"
Everyone around was secretly laughing. How good can a twelve-year-old child be in archery? It must be the palace attendant who is flattering the little prince. He is not stupid enough to know that the attendant's words cannot be trusted.
The people from the Nuojia Mission were a little unhappy: "Your Highness, you'd better go and play with your friends. This is not a game for children."
Gadmon retorted unconvinced: "What do you mean it's not a game played by children? You just said that the Noga people have been practicing riding and archery since they were young. I have been practicing it since I was a child. Why can't I play it anymore?!" He added Turning to Jada again: "I am also a child of the royal family, and I am qualified to compete with you, right?"
The king was silent and didn't speak. The queen was already extremely anxious. Although this youngest son had never been the one she loved and paid the most attention to, he was still her child. How could she watch him bear the reputation of a loser all his life because of his youth and ignorance? Seeing that her husband seemed to have no intention of stopping her, she gritted her teeth, took a step forward and said, "Jade..." Before she could finish her words, her husband grabbed her hand.
The king pulled the queen away and asked Gadmund seriously: "Do you know what it means to participate in such a competition? What if you lose? This is a contest between the royal family and the royal family."
Gadmon blinked: "What does this have to do with the royal family? Although Duke Jada and I are both children of the royal family, I want to compete with him?"
"But people in mainland China don't think so. They only think that this is a prince of one country competing with a prince of another country." The king stared at his youngest son, "If you lose, can you really accept this calmly?" Result?"
Gardmon tilted his head: "Why not? Your Excellency the Duke has practiced more than ten years more than me. Even if I lose, it is not surprising. I am only twelve years old. Even if I lose today, it does not mean that I will lose for the rest of my life. Practice hard, if you can't do it in one year, then practice for ten years, if you can't do it in ten years, then practice for twenty years, and sooner or later you will beat him!"
"Okay!" The king smiled and turned to look at Jada, "This child has been competitive since he was a child. I have spoiled him. If he is rude in any way, please forgive me. However, it is rare for a child to be motivated. He is just too conceited. Please teach him a lesson and let him know that there are stronger people in the world."
Jada narrowed her eyes and suddenly smiled: "This is my honor."
The queen wanted to say something more, but Selig held her back and whispered a few words before she calmed down. Hyatt secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
The competition between the princes of the two countries began. Jedda still showed sex, but Gadmon was not bad either. Facts have proved that the attendants of the East Palace praised him as a sharpshooter and were not lying with open eyes. He shot a thirty-meter target. The arrows can be shot no more than ten centimeters near the bullseye, and the target can be shot fifty meters without missing the mark. Compared with many adult knights, it is not much different. The king, nobles and ministers were all very surprised.
Naturally, Jedda won, and Gadmon also received praise from everyone. The latter didn't care to listen to other people's good words, so he ran to Jeda's target and looked at his target for a long time, and then looked at his own target for a long time, and then came back and said dullly. Said to Jada: "You are much stronger than me, I give up."
Jada smiled. He had a good impression of this child: "You just said that I have practiced more than ten years more than you. It's not surprising that I can beat you. It's just a small game. You don't need to take it to heart."
"No!" Gadmon raised his head stubbornly, "If you lose, you lose. I will work harder in the future, and you can't be lazy! If you come back next year, I will challenge you again!"
Jada raised her eyebrows: "What if you lose again next year?"
"Then next year!" Gadmund said loudly, "If you don't come, I can go to you. When will your king's birthday be celebrated? I will also bring the envoy there to congratulate you. I will definitely win you. !”
"Okay, Gadmund." The king stopped his youngest son's willfulness in a funny way, "Duke Jada, I'm very sorry, this child is really rude."
"How could it be? The little prince is very strong, and I admire him for that."
Jada and Valfred III praised each other, and others present also echoed. There were one or two discordant voices among them, but they were quickly suppressed.
The official came to ask when the safari would start. Then Alfred III remembered that it was getting late, and hurriedly invited the guests to freely group and hunt animals on nearby hillsides or fields.
At this time, a team of about ten people had just arrived at the gate of the ranch. The young man headed by him was wearing traditional Weisha noble clothing. The white turban on his head was decorated with luxurious gems and gold ornaments, showing his extraordinary status.
(Ming Na will not be released until the next chapter...)