It was getting darker.
King's Landing, east of the Red Keep, royal gardens.
Countless oil lamps and torches illuminated the entire tournament venue.
The stands around the stadium were bustling and noisy.
When the handsome figure wearing dark red full-body armor, still without a helmet from beginning to end, and with a very recognizable appearance rushed out of the track, he was the last one to rush into the field on horseback.
Everyone recognized this person from morning to noon to evening;
From jousting, archery, and now group melee combat;
The three-game competition system is a competition in which no one loses.
Moreover, in the first two competitions that have been held, the knight named Morgan's record has been to sweep almost every competitor. His performance can no longer be described as simply outstanding, but more like crushing. .
"Ahhhhhhhhh..."
"Morgan..."
"Morgan..."
The originally enthusiastic call suddenly became extremely fierce and high-pitched.
The cheers were also mixed with many screaming female voices calling Morgan by his name.
The atmosphere in the entire arena became hotter and more intense.
Morgan's appearance brought a huge popularity that far surpassed other knights, which naturally attracted the attention of the other three participating knights.
Peers are enemies.
Not to mention they are still competitors in the same competition.
Morgan's first two battles were witnessed by other participating knights.
Although some knights with cool eyes and clear heads saw it, they realized how powerful Morgan was.
But most of the participating knights were unconvinced, unhappy, and even hostile to Morgan.
They are also knights who participate in competitions and tournaments together.
No one will really convince anyone.
What's more, a guy like Morgan, who is not even a Cavalier, is guaranteed to enter the game.
Moreover, Morgan is not the only knight who has successfully participated in the "Jousting" and "Archery Tournament" formats.
But why did Morgan achieve such a reputation after only experiencing two first-round preliminary games.
Is it just because this guy is more handsome than others?
If we say that Morgan's amazing performance in the morning's "Jousting" shocked countless spectators in the stands from the beginning.
So it was after the end of the second "Archery Competition" that Morgan really came into the eyes of all the participating knights, and was feared and hated by many knights.
Because Morgan showed his ability to win the first place in the archery competition in the archery competition.
At this time, I think of Morgan's performance in the first jousting game.
The participating knights immediately felt the power of this biggest dark horse who participated in the tourney for the first time.
This time, three of the four knights participating in the fourth group had already communicated with each other when they were at the meeting point.
Now the three of them could clearly feel the popularity of Morgan behind them.
Watching Morgan wave with great pride to the audience in the stands.
The knight walking at the front couldn't help but look back at the knight behind him.
The knight following him immediately understood and looked at the knight behind him.
Although the three knights were fully armed and armored, even their heads were tightly wrapped in tight armor.
However, it was agreed upon before that they should cooperate first to deal with the strongest and most popular Morgan.
At this time, they just glanced at each other, and they immediately felt sorry for each other.
The first thing the participating knights did when they came to the arena was to pay homage to the king and queen.
The same goes for several people this time.
The three leading knights rode quickly towards the highest stand where the king and queen were.
Morgan was behind, smiling and waving to the stands that screamed the loudest, and then followed several knight contenders toward the King's Stand.
After some polite salutes, King Robert Baratheon waved perfunctorily.
In the first round of the "Team Melee Combat Competition" format, the fourth competition officially began.
The three contestant knights quickly each took a direction.
When Morgan dismounted and walked into the circular arena surrounded by white lime, the three knight opponents had each drawn their swords and began to slowly approach Morgan's position.
Take a look at this formation.
Look at the eye contact between them again.
Morgan still couldn't tell that these three people had obviously reached a cooperation and were preparing to eliminate him first.
"Ah..."
"It seems that you are all united..."
"Can you tell me when you guys got together?"
Morgan smiled slightly, looked at the three knights who were approaching, and suddenly asked.
When he saw that Morgan, instead of becoming angry immediately, he smiled and asked himself.
One of the tallest knights also replied: "Of course, unless you pay attention..."
But before the tall knight could finish his words, another shorter knight among the three knights immediately shouted: "Ignore him!"
"He wants to delay us. Let's deal with him first."
"Otherwise none of us will win this time!"
The shorter knight's words immediately alerted the other two knights, and the tall knight stopped answering.
The three knights each held their long swords in attack stances and began to accelerate toward Morgan.
The four knights on the field were clearly divided into two sides, which immediately made the countless spectators in the stands even more noisy.
Except for a small number of female fans who were already fans of Morgan, the other three in the arena immediately expressed their boos and dissatisfaction when they saw Morgan facing off.
The vast majority of the audience became extremely excited when they saw this scene.
In the previous three group melee matches, the most cooperation was between two knights, two against two.
Now the three knights faced Morgan alone, who had performed extremely well and powerfully during the day.
This exciting scene made all the audience shout and cheer almost instantly.
Three against one!
This time, let’s see if Morgan can still be as strong as he was in the two competitions during the day.
If Morgan is defeated by three knights this time.
Then he is just a knight who is slightly stronger than ordinary knights, just a flash in the pan.
The unstable popularity that was finally achieved in the eyes of the audience must have been greatly lost with this failure.
And if Morgan can still continue his unparalleled strength in the previous two competitions and defeat the Three Knights.
Then his reputation will be further enhanced.
It can truly reach the level of "famous in King's Landing overnight".
Countless spectators were talking and looking at the four knights on the field with great anticipation.
The highest location with the best view from the stands.
King Robert Baratheon also looked at the four knights on the field with a wine glass. While drinking, he chatted with Barristan Selmy, the captain of the Kingsguard in golden armor who stood beside him.
"Do you think Morgan can win this time?"
Robert Baratheon took a sip of wine and asked casually while looking at the four people on the field.
"Although marksmen are not necessarily sword masters."
"But this Morgan must know how to swordsmanship..."
Barristan Selmy smiled and continued: "Didn't Your Majesty say before that he is the swordsman of several children in Lord Ed's family?"
"I have a certain understanding of Lord Ed. If this Morgan's swordsmanship is too bad, then he will definitely not be able to become the swordsman of the Stark family..."
Barristan Selmy looked at the arena and smiled.
Robert Baratheon also smiled: "That's the truth."
"I still know Ed. This Morgan's swordsmanship is definitely the same..."
Robert Baratheon laughed and drank the wine in the glass again.
It's just that he waited for a while with the empty glass, and the wine didn't come for a long time.
Robert Baratheon immediately turned his head, looked at the blond valet behind him who was standing stupidly holding a wine bottle, and yelled again: "Idiot, what are you thinking about every day?"
"Can't you see the glass is empty?"
The king on the high platform was once again angered and yelled by his attendants.
The aristocratic area on the side.
Many nobles have already started talking about gambling based on the situation on the field.
"Lord Renly, are you interested in playing?"
Finance Minister Littlefinger Petyr Baelish turned to look at the exquisite robes on the seat behind him, and the handsome Minister of Justice Renly Baratheon asked.
"How would you like to play?"
Renly Baratheon heard the sound and looked at Littlefinger.
"How about I bet that Morgan loses, and bet a hundred gold dragon coins, or a prostitute of the same price?"
Littlefinger Petyr Baelish smiled.
"Okay, then I can only bet on Morgan to win."
"But forget about the prostitute, we bet 100 gold dragon coins."
Renly Baratheon spoke with a smile and grace.
Littlefinger Petyr Baelish also smiled and said: "Then as you wish..."
"That's not fair..."
"How can three of them deal with one teacher!"
At the bottom of the stands in the aristocratic area, Arya Stark watched the three knights join forces and spoke loudly to the teacher immediately after all.
"This is so unfair..."
"Father, can you stop them?"
Arya Stark looked at her father Eddard Stark beside her eagerly and said.
"It's a rule, a rule that's allowed."
"It's allowed for Arya to use the rules against Morgan..."
Ed Stark looked at his daughter beside him and spoke softly, and continued: "You don't have to worry."
"Morgan is very powerful..."
"They probably knew this, so they joined forces."
"So, don't worry, don't rush..."
"Look, let's see how your teacher dealt with the siege of the three knights..."
Ed Stark's words successfully diverted his daughter Arya's attention.
Arya was looking intently at the arena, thinking about her father's words and wondering how the teacher would deal with three knights at the same time.
Thinking about what I would do if I encountered this kind of situation in the future.
The stands became increasingly noisy and noisy.
In the small circular arena in the center of the arena.
Facing three fully armed knights, the glyph accelerated and surrounded them.
There was a hint of coldness at the corner of Morgan's mouth, and he raised his hand and pulled out the elf sword on his waist.
"Wow..."
The moment the elf sword is unsheathed.
"charge!"
Morgan's whole figure also rushed towards the shorter knight in the middle of the three knights who surrounded them, and the one who interrupted earlier and wanted to form a team together.
Morgan's special skills have always improved as Morgan's strength increased.
Such a distance.
Morgan almost rushed to the shorter knight in the middle and jumped up before the three knights could react.
The elf sword flashed with cold light and slashed down head on.
this moment.
The shorter knight finally woke up, his eyes widening suddenly with shock and fear.
He doesn't understand why the other party is so fast?
He also seemed to understand a little bit why the other party could still laugh when facing the three of them in the beginning.
All kinds of thoughts flashed through my mind uncontrollably.
But he has not forgotten the struggle of resistance.
Facing Sen Han's dazzling cold sword edge, the shorter knight tried his best to raise the sword in his hand and tried to block it in front of him.
It's just that the sword light was a little faster than he thought.
A moment.
He felt an infinite force suddenly hit his chest, and severe pain spread throughout his body instantly.
The shorter knight felt his eyes go dark, and his whole body immediately flew upside down for more than ten meters like thrown garbage, flew out of the small arena, and fell heavily to the ground.
"boom..."
Sparks flew and there was a loud noise.
Morgan jumped up with the elf sword in hand and suddenly struck the shorter knight on the chest armor.
The shorter knight was sent flying more than ten meters, out of the circle, and landed on the ground.
The originally noisy stands immediately fell silent.
Even the other two knights in the small circular arena were stunned and frightened by this extremely sudden scene.
They really didn't expect to lose a teammate so easily and quickly.
Morgan kept moving, hacking away at the first knight. He immediately turned around and rushed toward another knight beside him, regardless of whether the opponent was alive or dead.
Such a small venue within a short distance.
The speed at which Morgan ran wildly could be called lightning speed.
Between breaths.
The distance that was originally no more than ten meters apart was instantly pulled closer by Morgan.
But this time.
Facing Morgan's fierce attack, the knight was shocked and finally raised his sword in front of him.
However, there are no eggs.
"boom..."
Between the bursts of fire.
The long sword crackled suddenly, and a section of the blade broke and fell.
The next second.
The elf sword in Morgan's hand struck firmly on the shoulder of the sword-raising knight.
"Bang..."
The heavily armed knight was immediately knocked over, and his legs suddenly knelt in front of Morgan.
Before Morgan could finish the attack, the kneeling knight immediately spat out a mouthful of hot blood with a "Wow..." sound, and then fell to the side.
Morgan then turned his head and looked suddenly at the tall knight who was charging towards him.
Faced with Morgan's cold eyes as cold as a knife.
The tallest of the three knights, and the knight who also started to reply suddenly stopped in his tracks.
He quickly looked outside the circle at the motionless and unconscious knight lying on the ground;
Then he glanced at the other knight who had broken his sword and fell to the ground vomiting blood and was unconscious. He looked miserable.
The tall knight made a choice without hesitation.
He dropped the long sword in his hand, then raised his hands, looking nervously at the dark red armor not far away that looked like blood solidified. The tall figure with a cold and powerful temperament, like a god of war, quickly gave in and said: "I surrender!"
In a short period of time.
One of the three knights who formed the alliance was knocked out of the field and was left alive.
The other one was also severely injured and fell into coma.
When the last remaining knight was so frightened that he dropped his sword and raised his hands to admit defeat.
Countless spectators in the stands of the entire stadium... exploded once again.
