Chapter 88 Three Heroes vs. Cole
Put on the battle suit of honor.
Take up the fearless long sword.
Redeem the suffering soul.
Free and proud knight.
…
The battle flag flying high, the scales shining brightly, the cloak turned into a long stream of colorful colors in the galloping of the horse.
It was as if two waves with huge kinetic energy collided with each other.
The leading wave crests were all jade scales and silver armor.
On one side, flat silver plate armor, double-winged helmet, black cloak embroidered with white silk wings and flying birds, holding two swords.
On the other side, carved silver armor, flower helmet, rose flowers hanging on the chest, wearing a cloak embroidered with hundreds of flowers, holding a twelve-foot lance.
Even if they had not met, they knew who was coming at a glance.
The Knight of Flowers, Loras Tyrell.
The Knight of Two Swords, Cole Julius.
Tacitly understood, the generals met.
The Knight of Flowers immediately clenched his lance against his ribs, the tip of the lance was sharpened into a cone, and the lance was erected, like a crossbow arrow. At this moment, the world in front of him seemed to be the only one left, the knight running towards him.
Cole held the rope in one hand and the sword in the other. It was not that he did not want to use the lance, but he was not used to it. Without professional training, using the lance might even hurt himself, such as dislocating his wrist. If he injured his arm on the battlefield, it would be better to retreat to the next best thing.
It was definitely impossible to rush into someone's face, so Cole rode his horse to the side.
The Knight of Flowers seemed to have a clear sight on him, and rode his horse straight towards him. The lance flashed by and was easily dodged by Cole. Sorry, it is really difficult to hit him with the Eye of Time with this single-attack weapon.
He kicked the horse's belly lightly and leaned to the side of the Knight of Flowers. He came out with both swords and only used his leg strength to stabilize the horse.
Loras blocked the sword with his shield, but the round shield could not completely block the killing move, so he could only pull up the lance violently.
With a cracking sound, the blade directly cut into the lance, penetrating more than half a foot.
Cole pressed hard, and the Knight of Flowers felt that his entire arm was twisted by the lance. The lance was too heavy, so he pushed the lance and then let go.
The round shield hit in the air, and Loras took the opportunity to draw the long sword from his waist.
The sword did not come out of the body, but a flat stab was met in the face.
The Knight of Flowers held the shield steady to meet it, but saw another sword from the side, with a momentum like an arc moon, cold and sharp, like the waves of the vast sea, flying quickly.
There was a clang, and the sword came out of the body quickly. The two fine steel swords collided violently. The Knight of Flowers felt that he was not resisting a sword, but a thousand pounds of weight. The pressure of thousands of mountains and thousands of weights almost shook him off the horse.
The shield and sword fell back, he kicked his spurs and rode away, temporarily widening the distance between the two.
Cole pulled the reins and chased closely, the horse's head shaking and his body unstable.
The Knight of Flowers looked back, but a smile appeared under his armor. He was always confident in his horsemanship. He quickly circled and was behind Cole in an instant.
Cole turned around to meet him, but was several beats too late. A shield was swung towards him. With the help of the horse's sprint, the power of this shield was so great that it was beyond human power.
Loras thought that no matter if he blocked with his arms or sword, he would be knocked off his horse.
But the result was beyond his expectations. Cole leaned down and stuck to the horse's back, and nimbly dodged the shield in a fraction of a second.
The Knight of Flowers swung in vain and turned around to chop with his sword, but Cole's sword was one step faster. With a clang, he swung a sword right in the middle of his hood. The blade passed through the visor and cut his cheek. Blood and sweat left his cheek, gathered into small drops on his chin, and dripped into the armor.
Loras's mind was blank. He felt a force tearing him apart. His body swayed in the air. He didn't know where the sword had flown out of his hand. Only the knight's shield tied to his left hand was still firmly in his hand.
Until he came across a green and yellow muddy ground, he felt something hit his chest. No, it was hit on the ground. He instantly realized that he had fallen off the horse. He didn't know how long he had been running.
The Knight of Flowers had no strength left, and he was struggling with only the last bit of consciousness. At this time, he actually heard a female voice faintly. Was it an illusion?
No, it was not an illusion. The one who was fighting with Cole at this time was a tall woman.
"Beauty Brienne", another Rainbow Guard of Renly.
Cole was about to dismount and repay the favor of the Tyrell family.
At this moment, a man suddenly came and the knight held the reins and raised his sword, slashing at Cole head-on, frightening him so much that he shrank back and hid under the horse, but the horse was in trouble.
Unexpectedly, the knight also stopped his horse, jumped off, and quickly approached the Knight of Flowers, holding the sword with both hands, standing upright, and asked at the same time: "Sir Tyrell, are you okay?"
It sounded like a woman.
She was even taller than Cole.
"Why are you here?" The Knight of Flowers made a weak voice.
"His Majesty the King asked me to help you."
Cole's silver teeth were ruthless, and he killed my horse again.
"Can you still get up?" Brienne asked the flowers.
The knight who was lying on the ground moved with difficulty, staggered a few times, and fell down again.
"Ha!" Brienne rushed forward directly. If that was the case, she would defeat the person in front of her first.
Cole danced with his two swords in a circle, making a confusing gesture.
Brienne of Tarth from Duskfall Hall, the heir of the Tarth family. This family has a nice name. Their patriarch is traditionally called "Duskstar". Earl of Duskstar, this sounds much better than the Lord of Two Swords.
Brienne slashed with her sword, Cole blocked it with a cross, lowered his lower body slightly, turned to avoid the sword, and slashed with a whirlwind, but she jumped sideways.
Another heavy slash, steady and heavy, Cole sideways the sword to block.
The two began to compete in strength, his brachioradialis muscles were taut like ropes, and his two swords blocked crosswise, but the top was like a mountain pressing down.
Brienne pressed the sword with both hands, but the bottom was stable and motionless. She gritted her teeth, her meridians bulged, and her arms were shaking.
With a snap, the sword below sprang away, and Brienne took a few steps back. She lost, lost in strength.
With a whoosh, in a blink of an eye, Cole's sword was approaching.
She was shocked in her heart, swung her sword to block, only to feel the weakness in her elbow, and then she realized that she had been stabbed, right under the elbow.
She snorted, and the sword had fallen out of her hand.
Brienne ran back and reached for the shield beside the Knight of Flowers.
But Cole blocked the way ahead and swung his swords.
At this time, his feet loosened, and the half-dead Baihua actually hugged his legs.
Cole looked down in surprise, and suddenly felt his chest hit by a bison. It was Brienne who rushed up.
But even so, Cole still did not fall, but staggered back two steps, and stepped on Baihua at the same time.
Brienne grabbed Cole's arm, but she didn't know that Cole hit him head-on.
He saw that he held the hilt of the sword with his other hand and hit Brienne's head.
Brienne's neck tilted back, and she bounced back and hit Cole's helmet with her head, and the two of them were dizzy in an instant.
Cole cursed in his heart, "Iron Head Kid, right?" He pushed his elbow and hit Brienne's chin, and she collapsed instantly.
He pushed her away with one hand.
Cole held his waist with the sword and panted.
Suddenly, there was a whoosh in his ear, and Cole quickly opened the Eye of Time in shock.
The arrow didn't shoot at him, but shot to the side, as if it was intentional.
A horse neighed, and when I turned around, I saw a knight in green armor, with two golden rose patterns carved on his chest.
"Sir Julius, we meet again."
PS: Alas, such a good protagonist, how can you say he is Westeros Lu Bu. (dog head)
