As soon as Gordon gave the order, Rody had already jumped up on the horse. In order to take care of the young nobles behind these family backgrounds, these horses are specially selected with gentle temperaments to facilitate their control. Otherwise, if a few are broken, it will be a big sin.
Rody relied on Professor Lant's riding skills to control the horse effortlessly, and then held his head high and waited for Gordon's order.
"Master Seth!" A young man on another horse beside him suddenly shouted.
"What?" Rody glanced at him. He was a handsome guy, but he was quite tall, but his eyes seemed a little evasive.
"I am Gray, the son of the Earl of Corsica. Let's cooperate! With so many of us in this group, there will definitely be a melee situation! The power of two people is always much greater than one person fighting alone!" Gray lowered his voice and whispered. road.
Rody looked around, and sure enough, all the young nobles were looking around with different expressions on their faces. Many people were looking at me with evil intentions.
"Okay." Rody nodded, but an imperceptible smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Commander Gordon shouted "Start!" in a rich voice.
All the young noble knights on horseback shouted in unison and urged their horses to move. Most of the people did not pick up bows and arrows, but held stabbing spears tightly in their hands.
With a cry, almost half of the people rushed towards Rody.
Some of these people are jealous of His Majesty the Emperor for holding the assessment in advance because of Rody alone, and are unhappy with the young master of the Tulip family, while more people have the mentality of picking the weakest persimmons - after all, in the imperial capital, this military god The successor is really a famous idiot. In this situation, if you don't kill an enemy, you have one more chance to protect yourself!
Rody's face was stern, and his eyes showed excitement. Holding the bayonet tightly in his hand, he gestured to Gray beside him, then assumed a standard cavalry charge posture, and took the lead and rushed toward the people on the left who were attacking him. Gray followed closely behind him on horseback.
The horses' hooves trampled crisply on the bluestone floor of the square, making a crisp sound. The fierce expressions on the faces in front of him fell into his eyes, but Rody felt peaceful in his heart.
With a bang, under the sprint of the horse, the spear in Rody's hand stabbed an opponent head-on. The guy screamed and fell off the horse. Fortunately, everyone who participated in the assessment wore light armor, otherwise even though the head of the stabbing spear was removed, Mali's sprint would have impaled him long ago!
More than a dozen horses were fighting together, among them Rody became the focus of everyone, and all seven or eight spears were directed towards Rody. Rody felt empty in his heart and shouted loudly. He swung the spear in his hand and danced in a circle, rolling up and down like an Oolong. A black air swept down, and a noble shouted, and was hit in the waist. His whole body flew out and hit another warrior hard. Rody spotted this opening in the crowd, leaned down and rushed over. The stabbing spear in his hand flashed left and right. None of the warriors on both sides who tried to stop him could catch him! Only a few thump thump sounds were heard, and wherever Roddy rode his horse, people fell off their horses one after another. That Gray followed closely behind Rody, and he tried his best to stop someone who tried to attack from behind.
Roddy knocked down six opponents with just one charge. He shook off the crowd, reined in the horse and turned its head. The young nobles were filled with panic. No one was attacking each other at this moment. They all looked at each other, shouted, and rushed towards Rody!
It's just that although the equestrian skills of these young nobles are barely good, they are really amateurs in knight combat. Rody still leaned down and assumed a standard cavalry charge posture, shouted and charged towards the opponent. He was already quite good at riding. Now he took advantage of his horse power to rush forward and swiped the spear in his hand. Immediately, two more guys were knocked off their horses by him. These young nobles did not know how to make full use of horse power for horse fighting, and could only use the spears in their hands according to land warfare methods. After all, how can human strength stop the sprinting force of the horse? What's more, Roddy's real strength at this time is already above the third-level warrior! The team of more than a dozen people was immediately overwhelmed by Roddy and Gray.
After two sprints, only four of Rody's opponents were left. The other people were lying on the ground moaning and screaming in pain. No one could stand up again. The lost owner's horses had already ran around.
The remaining four people were also the best among these first-level warriors. Two of them glanced at each other and rushed towards Rody at the same time. They had obviously received the guidance of professional soldiers and knew how to lean down and use their horse power. The two men moved to the left and right, with the spears in their hands moving up and down, hitting Rody's head and waist at the same time.
Rody greeted him with a sneer, suddenly leaned down, and suddenly handed the stabbing spear in his right hand, and threw it out with a roar. The stabbing spear turned into a streak of black energy and hit the chest of the warrior on the left hard. The man didn't even make a sound and hit the floor hard from his horse. At this time, the guy on the right was also approaching. Rody gave way, dodged the spear that was attacking his waist, and then clamped it tightly under his arm. The samurai's weapon was suppressed, and after struggling twice, Rody grabbed his belt, lifted him off the horse, and threw him heavily to the ground. Without even looking at the man on the ground, Rody had already grabbed the stabbing spear and rushed towards the left one of the two remaining men. Gray followed closely behind Rody, charging toward the one on the right with a stabbing gun held flat in his hand.
Rody's opponent had already turned pale. Seeing Rody's spear reaching in front of him, his body suddenly softened and he fell off his horse. Rody shot him in the air, and he was stunned for a moment, then sneered, and suddenly felt a cold wind behind him. Rody immediately leaned down and felt a sharp force sweep across his back. Rody looked back, but it was Gray, with fierce eyes, looking at Rody fiercely. The samurai who was originally fighting with him also took action from the other side at the same time! But his target is not Roddy! But Roddy’s war horse!
Only a cry of surprise was heard, and a figure flew sideways from the horse several meters away.
Roddy turned back to look at Gray and said calmly: "I have guessed that you have a problem! Come on!"
Gray's face turned pale and he gritted his teeth in silence. The hand holding the spear couldn't help shaking.
It turned out that Rody was so busy that he didn't use the stabbing spear in his hand to parry just now. He also understood that he couldn't use the strength to hold the two-meter-long stabbing spear with one hand while leaning down. , if he tried to parry, it would be impossible to stop the opponent's blow that looked like a horse's leg. So he decisively threw the stabbing gun in his hand. The two were already very close, and Rody was so powerful that the warrior couldn't dodge at all. Before the weapon in his hand could hit Rody's leg, it was already knocked away by the spear thrown by Rody.
"Okay! Seth! You have indeed hidden your strength!" Gray gritted his teeth, with a ferocious smile on his face: "It's just that you don't have a weapon in your hand now. Let's see how you fight me!"
After saying that, Grapin raised his stabbing gun and rushed towards Rody. At this time, Rody did something that no one expected. He actually kicked his horse and ran away to the left.
Gray laughed wildly: "Haha! Do you think you can run away? I..."
Suddenly a black light flashed, and before Gray could finish the second half of his sentence, he screamed and fell off the horse. An arrow was stuck in his shoulder, piercing his body through the light armor!
Rody slowly put down the bow and arrow in his hand, urged his horse to walk to Gray, and looked coldly at Gray who was on the ground in pain with his face covered in cold sweat and half of his body covered in blood.
"Are you surprised that I have seen through you a long time ago? Idiot! I have always had a bad reputation. In your eyes, I am just a loser. So before you started looking for me as a partner, I doubted you. If you don't find so many warriors, Isn’t it questionable to choose a useless idiot like me as your partner?”
Rody sneered: "Lie still! I have never killed anyone, so you are lucky! I didn't kill you!"
After speaking, Roddy turned around and rode towards the stage in front of the hall without even looking at Gray.
On the square, there was only one place where people were rolling and moaning. At this point in the competition, there was no doubt that Roddy was the only winner. He didn't even need to shoot an arrow. Because even if he fails to hit the target, no one can compete with him...
Moreover, judging from the arrow he just shot at Gray on horseback, it was absolutely impossible for his archery skills to miss the target.
The square was silent for a long time, and then thunderous applause broke out. The surrounding Royal Guardsmen are all veterans of the army, so they naturally know their stuff.
Rody dismounted and stood in front of the stage, looking up at Abbas XI.
The emperor slowly stood up, but the smile on his face was a little forced, and he said softly: "Okay, he is indeed the successor of the empire's military god." But that dry smile was a bit lacking in confidence.
Roddy secretly cursed "despicable" in his heart, but put on a look of infinite loyalty on his face and knelt down on one knee to salute.
Commander Gordon's face was full of surprise, and his voice was trembling with excitement. He said loudly: "The riding and shooting assessment is over. The winner please enter the palace!"
Rody frowned slightly, because he felt a fiery gaze of ardent admiration staring at him. That gaze was mixed with surprise, sadness and affection - needless to say, it must be Qiaoqiao's.
Rody subconsciously looked at Nicole and saw her looking at him with a peaceful smile on her face - but the relief and affection in her eyes could only be understood by Rody himself.