"Sir, the cash box is empty!" Tai Tai continued to report to Oran. He let the wealth that his men had deliberately displayed previously heat up every round of martial arts.
The teachings advise people to drink alcohol, not to speculate, and to have pious beliefs. At this moment, not many people in the audience still remembered it, and they were all shouting to start, and they wanted to continue pressing.
Even nuns place bets. Take out the ring hidden on your body and you will be able to benefit in a few minutes.
There are usually too few opportunities for public speculation, and people's flames of competition for excitement are ignited.
"empty"
"Yes."
"Titan, what are your thoughts after compiling the code?" Oran asked, but he stretched out his hand to pinch Edward's fat face. Adisha pushed Oran's hand away in disgust and gently rubbed the child's face.
Edward knew that his father was going to class again, so he broke away from his mother's hands and exposed his ears. Taitan replied,
"It is difficult for people to change their habits. Even if they are prohibited by the law, they must continue to persuade and educate. Sometimes, they make mistakes, and because there are too many people who make mistakes, they cannot all be punished."
"This is one level, and there is another level." Titan did not react immediately to Olan's words, and Olan did not bother him and looked at his eldest son.
"It's faith. As long as people have confidence in the enforcement of the law, they know that stealing will be punished and insulting the lord will be beheaded. Even if no one hears or sees it, they dare not violate it. Faith can be extended. As long as these people believe that I pay Come on, I can turn a dozen boxes of stones into gold with just my words. Take out all the wealth that will be paid to the Knights Hospitaller next month, and let the big nobles in our camp chip in and continue to pay. ." After waiting for a while, the most popular player in the off-site betting market became Olan.
From three at a loss to one, one at a loss. The funds that Olan temporarily transferred were stuffed into the box, and then moved to the grass to open.
Then Olan came on the court. These were the final rounds, and his opponents were all strong corners. Not all his people. Light penetrated into the earth, and the trees surrounding the pasture swayed.
The audience who wanted to get rich were nervous. The nobles waved their gorgeous long robes and decorated war bows, and the servants behind them raised the family flag with both hands.
Four kinds of competition. Oran thought, he might as well take them all. But he is a lord, and what he needs is not this kind of icing on the cake honor.
He bought those who loved wealth with eagle pounds, gave those who were powerful the right to rule, and those who admired fame, he added honor! A tall wooden target was set up, about a hundred meters away.
At last there were fourteen people left. Among the seven players from Olan in this round, they will also take the top two. Oran raised his hands and swore the rules, and then the servant brought out a ball of black cloth.
All players put on their suits one by one before taking the field, pointing forward. There are people playing suona around to disturb you. When you are not as strong as others, as the organizer, of course you are doing something shady!
Blind shooting from 100 meters! Bring everyone's strength to the same level. Not only that, the servant will also change the target range and use sound to indicate the new location.
The first young and handsome Welsh player fired an arrow first, but it hit the air. The second and third were still missed.
In this situation, let alone hitting the arrow, it is considered lucky to be able to hit it. The fourth one is Bambandi from Wales. This time he came to ask the flying snake for justice, but he ended up in vain. He even heard that he would be named Lord of Glamorgan... He won a lot of Oran's bets, Determined to win the championship and humiliate these demons.
Oran announced the new rules ten minutes before kick-off. After seeing the first man miss, Benbendi immediately asked someone to get a thin blade the size of a fingernail for repairing clothes.
Ten minutes is enough. There is a fine blade hidden in his hand. He wore gloves, with the thin blade attached to the gloves, pushed away the servant's help, and when he put on the black cloth to cover his face, he wiped a small gap in the black cloth.
They are all warriors who have experienced life and death on the battlefield. This little bit of light was enough. He suddenly raised his spirits and made a snap. Although he missed the target, it hit the edge of the position.
The crowd was excited! There was applause and flowers were thrown out. The next one is Ge Zina. He was about to be eliminated, but an old player who won the previous round was too excited to qualify and suffered a stroke. He filled the vacancy.
Ge Zina had a bitter look on his face. He couldn't get ahead of himself and lost a lot of money for no reason. The money must be repaid by levying five hundred people from the territory.
Leaders are like cabbage in the field. If they are cut too hard, they will not have time to grow, and they will still suffer the loss. Looking at the box of ostentatious jewelry that Oran people were throwing out in the distance, I thought, since I have qualified, it is better to fight for the top three. This kind of competition can achieve results, and the family history can be written down, which will greatly increase the reputation.
Many women threw themselves into his arms! No one noticed that his black gloves were stained with water. When he covered himself with a black cloth, he pinched the black cloth and squeezed the water from the gloves onto the cloth. Before the water dried, he removed the black cloth. A ray of light shines through.
This is the door to victory! Boost your energy, exert your strength, and shoot furiously! I am the strongest shooter in the Premier League! His shooting posture is also very standard. His arm pulls the long bow to his face, hiding others from looking at his face. .
A perfect shot, still a miss, but closer to the target than Ben Bendi. Then quickly took off the mask.
Everyone was attracted by the flying arrow. From the time he put it on to the time he took out the arrow, it only took fifteen or six seconds. The distance was so long that no one noticed anything unusual.
The two of them had a conflict! Pande, who was going to play in the sixth place, looked a little nervous. Oran, who was at the end of the queue, said meaningfully when he watched Gezina passing by him,
"so smart."
"Your Excellency, this is all because I am illuminated by the sun." The two of them understood each other tacitly. As the organizer, Olan will show its shamelessness to the end.
The rules he just issued also stated that after each arrow is shot, the servant will change his position. But just now it was all flat.
When they arrived at Pende, Olan asked someone to pull him closer to 40 meters! In other words, Pende only needed to shoot forward to the target of 60 meters.
As for this distance, Pande had already practiced this distance many times in the first half of the night, with Oran's prior reminder. His black cloth was directly stained with water.
It's very good to shoot. There is a fart player. The power of the game depends on the background! With a sound of hitting the ground, Pan De used it very close to the center of the target.
Perfect! He raised the corners of his mouth and ignored the boos. Although this is shameless, it is a reasonable application of the rules.
And in order to suppress the public discussion, Olan, who was last to play, changed his goal to 200 meters. as dawn.
Oran attracts all attention. Ben Bo's archery skills are unparalleled in the world! O'lan, like everyone else just now, has perfect posture, but... he is ridiculously empty. He can draw the strong bow for 200 meters, he is a little weak, and he is sweating.
And the arrow withered in the middle of the shot! When the Oran cloth strips were not even removed, there was an overwhelming sound of disappointment.
But he didn't make the money. Except for Kun Sang and Nan Ding, all his subordinates knew the outcome and deliberately bought themselves a loss!
The purchase that was originally promoted by Olan, but this time he lost, but he gained the wealth of common people, monks, and small nobles with no background.
The great gentry, such as Goziner, Shrike, Gliese and others, had a bloody death in Oran. There was a manor butler who went crazy and cursed,
"Are you worthy of us?" followed by many swear words.
"Ri your horse!"
"Refund!" The heated scene stopped when the knights came out to maintain order. Oran asked the people to return the lost ones in batches, and then the voices of those who cheered for him overwhelmingly came back to the line.
As for those who lost to the nobles, Oran ordered that after four rounds of settlement, no cents would be owed. The money of the common people was returned in full, and as for the money of the gentry... Back at the stage, Olan told Edward,
"I lost all the income from three years of direct jurisdiction to the nobles. If I continue to lose, I will become a beggar." Edward deeply understood the importance of faith, which can turn beggars into kings and thieves into gods!
All you have to do is turn over the facts before this layer of paper is pierced. Edward learned a lot. No matter how big things happen, you should stay calm. As long as you make the rules, you don't have to worry about anything.
My mother showed me the warmth of the world, but my father was all about planning. After shaving off Oran and qualifying again, Ge Zina successfully regained his blood.
Now
Winner of the "Premier League Golden Bow Award", he is very promising. Kunsang was very dissatisfied with this result. After all, there were different factions. He came to Olan and said,
"They are all traitors."
"It doesn't matter. These people have clearly marked their prices. Just be willing to be a good dog. Let's change tomorrow's long sword and lance fighting so that Gezina can face me in the end..."
