The nobles who were left in the tent, and those who were still peeking outside the tent after being driven away by Lanster, all trembled violently when they saw what Pandora did, and a chill came out of their hearts.
Originally, they thought that the mysterious wizard Richard was already very scary, but they did not expect that the inconspicuous little girl next to Richard was also so scary.
A punch that made a hole more than ten centimeters deep in the ground? If he were hit on the body, even if he was wearing armor, he would be beaten to death, vomiting blood, or even beaten to death, right
Viscount Lanster thought with twinkling eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to calm down. The next moment, when he saw Richard walking straight towards him, he couldn't help but feel startled in his heart, and he said warily: "What do you want to do?"
"I have something to tell you." Richard said, he came close to Lanster, whispered a few words, and then walked out of the tent directly.
After listening to Richard's words, Lanster's eyes flickered, showing a somewhat complicated expression. However, he regained his composure for a moment, and continued to maintain order as if nothing had happened. Keep an eye on all the nobles to prevent any short-sighted person from rushing within five meters of Prince Gro. By then, I'm afraid that Prince Gro's head will be punched by the little girl in purple.
Richard walked out of the tent and walked to the open space in front of the tent.
The nobles inside the tent and the nobles outside the tent followed Richard closely, wanting to see what Richard would do.
What Richard did was very simple. He walked to the middle of the open space, stopped, then turned to look at the nearest young nobleman and asked, "What's your name?"
The nobleman being questioned was tall, thin and handsome. With his golden hair, he looked like the protagonist in a knight's novel. But this protagonist was obviously not as brave as the previous Viscount Lanster. After being questioned by Richard, he was very nervous, his face turned pale, and he stammered: "Better than... Bill Caesar."
"Bill Caesar?" Richard's eyes flashed slightly, "When you introduce yourself as a noble, don't you usually bring your title? What is your title?"
"I..." Bill Caesar's face turned red, "I... I haven't inherited the title yet, but my father is a marquis..."
"Well, that's it." Richard nodded, "Bill Caesar... Sir, then give me the long sword you wear on your waist, okay?"
"Ah!" Bill Caesar was slightly startled, "You... what do you want to do?" He didn't realize at all that although Richard used a requesting tone, he said the words of an order.
"Give it to me." Richard said in a serious tone, too lazy to say anything more to the other party.
"Uh, okay... okay..." Under Richard's gaze, Bill Caesar broke out in sweat and did not dare to refuse. Finally, tremblingly, he pulled out the long sword and handed it to Richard. Viscount Langster, who was not far away, looked at it with an undisguised sneer on his lips. Then he thought of something and turned to look at the others.
After Richard took over Bill Caesar's long sword, he looked at it and found that it was a good knight's sword. This kind of sword is also called an armed sword. It is one of the more sophisticated one-handed swords in the world. The blade is an acute isosceles triangle, more than 70 centimeters long, and the grip is more than 10 centimeters. It comes with a larger weight ball, which can be used on both sides of the horse. Fighting on foot: In horse fighting, the power of the thrust can be fully utilized, and it can also effectively kill enemies standing on the ground or fallen to the ground, which meets my requirements.
Picking up the sword and looking at Bill Caesar, Richard asked again: "Which horse here is yours?"
The camp was not small, and many nobles had just arrived on horseback. Then they rushed into the tent without even having time to tie up their horses, for fear of being left behind. So at this time, there were more than a dozen horses scattered in the open space in front of the tent.
Richard had noticed that Bill Caesar's boots were new. He should have changed them after hunting, and there was almost no mud on them. He was obviously one of the people who came over on horseback, so he chose to ask for the sword and ask questions.
Bill Caesar didn't know what Richard's intention was, and he didn't know whether he should lie. Finally, he pointed at a group of horses and said in a trembling voice: "That... that one."
"Very good." Richard nodded and walked towards the horse.
"You... what do you want to do to my horse?" Bill Kaiser couldn't help asking from behind.
"You'll know soon." Richard said, walking straight in front of the horse. The next moment he held the horse's back with his left hand, and placed the long sword on the side of the horse's body with his right hand. The tip of the sword slid slowly, as if What part are you looking for
"You... do you want to..." Bill Caesar's eyes couldn't help but widen, and he had already guessed what Richard was going to do. Although he didn't know why Richard did this, it didn't stop him from getting excited.
This is his horse! A fine horse!
A fine horse is not only the wealth of a nobleman, but also the capital to show off and a symbol of noble status. Only nobles are eligible to own fine horses. On the other hand, if a nobleman does not even have a horse and is reduced to walking like an ordinary soldier, can he still be called a nobleman
The tip of Richard's sword continued to slide on the horse's body. The cold touch made the horse a little restless, but Richard held it down firmly.
The next moment, the tip of the sword held by Richard's right hand stopped and determined a certain part.
Bill Caesar couldn't help shouting: "No!"
The horse also seemed to sense the danger and neighed: "Neigh!"
But Richard didn't even blink, and he exerted force on his right arm.
"puff!"
The sharp sword pierced directly into the horse's body, accurately piercing the heart.
"My horse!" cried Bill Caesar.
The horse struggled violently, and its huge body gave it stronger vitality than humans. Even if its heart was pierced, it did not die at the first moment. At the moment of death, it neighed and was about to attack Richard.
Richard opened and closed his lips, chanting the incantation, and the "brute force of wind" blessed his body. The left hand that was pressing on the horse's back was slightly raised, and then he patted down hard, like a mountain peak pressing down on the horse.
There was a "click", and there was a sound of fracture in the horse's leg. Before the attack was launched, Richard violently pushed him to the ground, unable to move at all.
Bleeding, screaming.
Pain, howl.
Convulsions, death.
In the end, the horse became motionless and died.
Bill Caesar next to him had his eyes widened, but he did not dare to come up and express dissatisfaction with Richard.
Richard didn't bother to explain, so he drew out his long sword, swung it quickly, cut open the horse's entire body, and quickly found the horse's broken heart. Starting from the heart, we combed around and finally intercepted two arteries, one thick and one thin.
Taking the blood vessel, he walked towards the tent. When passing by Bill Caesar, Richard suddenly thought of something and told Bill Caesar: "We hunted a lot of pheasants and wild ducks today. There will definitely be a lot of them when we process them into food." Pluck the feathers, go look for them now and bring them to me."
"Uh..." Bill Caesar stood there without moving.
Richard frowned and found that the other party was looking directly at his dead horse, and couldn't help but shake his head.
Did you go a little too far
Uh, okay.
His expression softened slightly, and he walked closer to Bill Caesar, patted him on the shoulder and said softly: "Mr. Bill Caesar, now... please do as I say, otherwise I guarantee that you will be like your horse. Believe it or not." Do not believe?"
"Me!" Bill Caesar stared at Richard in horror, and ran away quickly without saying a word.
Richard couldn't help but shook his head, walked towards the tent again, and walked in.