The Bellason Duke family had a deep connection with the ancestors of Sophia who founded the Antioch Kingdom. The arrogant Bellason Duke even had the right to inherit the Antioch Kingdom. The Bellason Duke's territory was close to the rich north, where there was no hot desert attack. The gentle monsoon brought rain from the northern Caspian sea, watering the fields in the Duke's territory, allowing the crops in the fields to thrive, and raising a large population, adding glory and wealth to the Duke's family.

"Duke, if you are insulting me, then I will have to challenge you to fight." Schwab watched the duke who looked like a huāhuā, his gorgeous cloak was like a woman's noble costume. The bad thing was that he was still covered with spices. This strange spice mixed with the odor of the duke, which made Schwab feel sick. Suddenly, Schwab thought of a question, that is, why did he think Latina was a little different, it was the smell, it was the perfume he made himself. [..com]

...Hmph, I won't know a country bumpkin. Can a cute lady accompany me around? I haven't been to Antioch Castle for a long time.

"The Duke of Bellason with a curly black beard stretched out his hand to Latina, and the nobles who accompanied him smiled and blocked Schwab's way.

"Sir Earl, if you don't want to cause trouble, it's best to pay attention to your attitude with the Duke." The noble who accompanied him had thick brown hair. He looked very young and energetic, with a goat-like beard on his chin, his eyes were blue, and a smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

"Are you?" Schwab looked at the Bellason Duke's lackey without any condolence, with a contemptuous smile on his lips.

"I am Count Aruk, a trivial nobleman." After Count Aruk waited for the Duke of Bellason to leave, he took a step back, then bowed to Schwab, and gradually retreated.

"Well, it seems that you have known the Duke of Bellason and his people, Count Schwab." At this moment, an old voice came from behind Schwab. Schwab turned around and saw the old Gong Xiangzheng staggeringly approaching him.

"Duke Bellason seems to be very alert to foreign nobles?" Schwab asked curiously.

"Yes, you know that Antioch was established by the First Crusade, but in the process of fighting against the pagans, you had to repeatedly ask for help from the nobles of the mainland. However, those later Crusaders often regarded themselves as saviors and imposed excessive taxes on the passed territory. This is also the main reason for the dissatisfaction of the Bellasong family." Gong Xiang explained to Schwab.

"So that's it." Schwab nodded, and through the launch of the Crusade, it was a double-edged sword against the enemy and himself. If he was not controlled well, he might hurt himself.

The hot sun was hanging high above the sky, and the war horses gasped and kept clattering. The knight's closed helmet reflected the sunlight. His hands wearing chain armor were holding the thick carriage tightly. Suddenly the knight shouted in the helmet. He kicked the war horse under his crotch with the spurs on his feet. The war horse in his wool coat neighed and raised his hooves, charging forward violently. The crowd around him made a frenzy cry.

"Go to it~~." The knights on both sides charged towards the other side through a fence. At the moment of the confrontation, they suddenly extended the rifle to the other side. The rifle extended out to the opponent and then hit the rifle at a speed. Because the rifle that was hit by the speed was hit, the wooden piece splashed everywhere. The knight was shaking and panting heavily on the horse's back, allowing the horse to carry him to the finish line. Finally, the knight fell from the horse because of exhaustion, and hurried forward to help his master.

"Oh, you won, you will be a good jazz." The audience, whether it was aristocrat, a commoner, a true god or a pagan, cheered them and expressed great praise to the winner.

"How about it, my Antioch's knightly style is incomparable, both infidel and in continental knights." The Duke of Bellason sat slanted on the chair and said to Schwab and others.

"How can this kind of game be compared with a real battlefield?" Schwab said to the Duke of Bellason with contempt.

"Are you accusing me of never going to the battlefield?" The Duke of Bellason stood up angrily and pointed at Schwab.

"Enough, Duke of Bellathon, this knight competition was held to unite all God's people and to fight against Saladin. I do not allow you to provoke Count Schwab again." At this time, Queen Sophia, who was sitting at the top of the stands, made a statement to stop the Duke of Bellathon. Queen Sophia was wearing a purple open-pallet dress and a gold crown, noble and elegant.

"My Queen, don't forget that it is your vassals who support Antioch, not these nobles of unknown origin." The Duke of Bellason sat down angrily, but the Earl of Aruk beside him stood up.

"Your Majesty, I have something to report, don't you know, can you say it?..., Earl Aruk stood up politely and said to Queen Sophia politely.

"Tell me the Earl." King Sophia's nose allowed helplessly.

"The Duke of Bellason has sent his most brave knight to show His Majesty the bravery of the Antioch Knight, but we all know that Count Schwab boasted of his Teutonic Knight's unparalleled bravery, and is the nemesis of Saladin who should go to hell. If that's the case, why not let the two fight in the competition field and open our eyes?... After saying that, Count Aruk raised his eyes and looked at Queen Sophia, then stood up and glanced at Schwab and others.

...Hmph, come when you come, what are you afraid of?" Earl Aruk's words angrily Otto, and he said in a muffled voice.

"My Teutonic Knights are always here to serve His Majesty, but we cannot find the Saladin's knights, or are they hidden in the ranks of the Duke of Bellathon or the Earl of Aruk?" Schwab said with a smile.

"In fact, Saladin relies on only Mamluk, and not all Mamluks are loyal to Saladin. Some of Mamluks served my family a long time ago. If possible, they can fight, so that they can judge who will be the real winner. This is God's verdict." Earl Aruk ignored Schwab's sarcasm and said to Queen Sophia.

"This is the best." Schwab's face sank. This duel is a special feature of this era. Although even if the Teutonic Knights win, it does not mean that the war will definitely be won, but if they do not fight, people will think that the Teutonic Knights are cowards.

"For safety reasons, let us free up open spaces and prepare blunt weapons for the knights." Queen Sophia saw that both sides seemed to agree, so she ordered her servants.

"Your Majesty, this is a real battle. There is no need to limit the weapons of the knights. Let them use their usual means." The Duke of Bellason said, twisting his beard and wearing a dangerous smile.

"But?" Queen Sophia said unbearably.

"Whether the knights are fighting passionately on the battlefield or on the martial arts field, they are all loyal to the monarch. Is Count Schwab worried about his treasure knights?" Earl Aruk said with a smile, but Schwab looked like a bad wolf no matter how he looked.

"No problem, wrap it up on me, see if I don't smash your bullshit Mamuluk's heads." Bald Otto stood up carelessly. His burly figure made the nobles exclaim. He staggered down from the stands to find his subordinates.

"Let Otto be careful," Schwab frowned and ordered Baron Convective Gudi.

After a while, the messenger announced that the competition between Mamluk and Teutonic Knights would be held, and it would be an unlimited competition. This news immediately doubled the audience in the stands. Both Mamluk and the Knights represent the highest level of warriors in the East and the West. The scene of bloody fighting between them can flow out of the world.

Wearing a pointed helmet in Dong's style, his face is covered with a chain mask, wearing scales, holding a slender spear, and the war horse under his crotch is wearing thick horse armor. Five Mamluks slowly stepped into the field.

"Oh my God, this is Mamluk, it's like a moving iron castle." Baron Liugudi was not stunned when he saw these Mamluks for the first time. Their chain armor and scale armor were more suitable for this hot weather.

When the Mamluks attracted people's attention, five Teutonic knights rushed out of another arena gate. The five Teutonic knights also aroused people's cheers as soon as they appeared. The five Teutonic knights were wearing giant helmets decorated like fins and chain armor. Their fists were also wrapped in chain armor, holding maces in one hand and pointed shield in the other hand. The shirt covered by the knight's chain armor was white, black and iron cross pattern, and the war horse was grey-like under the control of the knight.

"Spectacular Earl, I just don't know how they performed." Earl Aruke put a finger beside his mouth and said to Schwab with a smile. This contemptuous attitude made Schwab furious.

"Otto's tamad~~~~." Schwab stood up suddenly, strode to the front of the observation platform, waved his fists and shouted loudly at the giant man in front of the Teutonic Knights. The people around him did not understand what the Earl and the commander of the Teutonic Knights were saying? Only the Teutonic Knights understood.
Chapter completed!