King's Landing in France

Marquis Li Xiaer: "Why, the person who decisively challenged my son didn't accept my challenge? Sure enough, it was just as I expected. It's tricky for you to win! Don't think that if you don't accept the duel today, things will happen This is the end! I will never let my son die in vain!"

It seems that if I don't accept the challenge, things will become very troublesome.

An Ning didn't want to worry about being attacked all day long.

The lesser of two evils, as expected, can only accept a duel.

As for whether you can beat the opponent...

At this time, the strong man who threw the glove suddenly said: "It's normal for you to be afraid. I have won 14 duels. In the province where Lord Marquis's territory is located, there is no one who can beat me in duels!"

An Ning was speechless. Although the enemy is so arrogant, he can bet that the other party underestimates the enemy, but... this guy is really difficult to deal with.

Sure enough, it is too risky to compete with the opponent in swordsmanship.

If it is a pistol duel, relying on your own FPS plug-in, you may have a higher chance of winning.

After a short thought, An Ning made a decision.

An Ning: "Dare to ask your name?"

The strong man raised his chin: "Edward, Edward Alice, my family has been knights and personal bodyguards of the Marquis for generations. Why, you decided to accept a duel?"

An Ning: "Yes, I accept. According to general rules, as the party being challenged, I have the right to choose the weapon to use in the duel. I choose to use a pistol for the duel."

Edward Alice's expression froze: "What..."

An Ning said again: "I choose to use a pistol for a duel."

He paused, and asked in a provocative tone: "You don't know how to use a pistol, do you?"

Edward Alice smiled: "Of course I know how to use a pistol. But don't you know how bad that thing is? It's not right to leave the outcome to luck!"

An Ning: "Have you ever been to a battlefield? On the battlefield, whether you can survive or not generally depends on luck. If you are lucky, bullets or shells will go around you. I have returned from that kind of hell. I think my luck should be good."

Edward Alice turned to look at Marquis Lichar.

Marquis: "You are also a nobleman, although you are only a knight. A commoner is not afraid, and neither should you. It is so decided, pistol!"

An Ning: "Very good, how about choosing tomorrow as the date of the duel? I will find my own witness..."

Just at this time, the Duke appeared in the hall, so An Ning looked directly at the Duke and said, "As for the third-party witness, how about asking Your Excellency the Duke to be in charge?"

The Marquis flatly refused: "No! You are the Duke's retainer, and it is not appropriate for him to be a third-party witness. I will ask a trustworthy bishop to be a third-party witness, just like the day you and my son dueled !"

An Ning: "Alright."

Marquis Li Xiaer stared at An Ning, and said word by word: "Then tomorrow afternoon, at the place where my son died, my knight will fight you to the death!"

The Duke of Orleans intervened at this time: "Wait a minute, what's going on? Why is there a duel suddenly, let me tell you about the cause and effect?"

Obviously, the Duke ran out in a hurry after receiving the news of the Marquis' visit, without grasping the situation.

An Ning bent down to pick up the glove that Edward Alice threw at his face just now, and showed it to the Duke: "Your Excellency, Duke Thoresteil, this Edward Alice threw this glove at me just now, intending to give it to his master's son. Revenge with one arrow."

The Duke frowned: "Mr. Marquis, your son died in a formal duel. If you have any objection to the result of the duel, you should go to the court..."

Marquis Li Xiaer interrupted the Duke: "Your Excellency, the Duke! I don't trust the things that the common people concocted. What courts and lawyers are all conspiracies of the common people! We country nobles naturally have our own way of dealing with it!"

The Duke was speechless: "Well... since Andy has agreed to the duel, I have no objections. But you must accept the result of this duel. If Andy wins, you will take your son's body with you, honestly. Really leave!"

The Marquis bowed to the Duke: "Of course, if he wins, I will leave naturally. I just can't accept my son who is proficient in swordsmanship being beheaded by a cobbler's son. Of course, if Mr. Frost can use a long sword instead of a pistol To win the duel, I will be more convincing."

An Ning: "But I refused. The last time I provoked a duel on impulse, I almost got my throat blocked by a sword. I just got lucky to win. If that's the case, it's enough for me to prove my good luck, isn't it?"

The Marquis said with a straight face: "You have some truth in what you said, so let me see if you are really so lucky."

After finishing speaking, the Marquis just bowed slightly to the Duke, and then walked away proudly.

The Duke was speechless: "I am the Duke, should he respect me more?"

Chapter 031 Chameleon Talleyrand

An Ning looked at His Excellency the Duke, and suddenly realized that this was a good opportunity to bring the Duke in as a backer, so he said, "Your Excellency, I wonder if you would like to be my witness? After all, this duel is under your nose." initiated from under the sun."

The Duke thought for a while and nodded: "It makes sense, and everyone regards you as my doorman. It is reasonable for me to be this witness. But why don't you choose the sword?"

An Ning: "I almost confessed to the sword fight last time, it's really very dangerous. This man's sword skills are stronger than Reginald's. I can't take risks."

The Duke stared at An Ning: "What? Aren't you proficient in swordsmanship? Christina said you suppressed Reginald with your wonderful swordsmanship?"

An Ning shook her head and said, "No, that's Christina's misunderstanding. It's actually very dangerous."

"So you chose a pistol this time, but isn't this a bit too lucky?" The Duke looked at An Ning worriedly, "As far as I know, duels with pistols are rarely decided by one shot. The two sides stood facing each other and reloaded, and the comparison was who was lucky enough to hit the other side first. In order to increase the chance of hitting the enemy, the two sides reloaded desperately in order to shoot more shots, but in essence it was more than luck.”

An Ning let out an "oh", but the Duke didn't say that he didn't know that a pistol duel was such a situation.

The scene where two people are standing face to face loading pistols is... pretty silly.

An Ning: "During a duel, must the distance between the two stand at such a fixed distance?"

The Duke shook his head: "No, there is no rule, so some people try to rush up and shoot close to win, but those who do this are usually shot before they are close enough to hit a hundred shots."

An Ning raised her eyebrows.

At this time, a winning concept took shape in his mind: after he got the gun, a crosshair would appear in his field of vision, and the crosshair would show the range of the bullets, and he only needed to get close to the distance where the crosshair was almost locked on the opponent's body before shooting , you can ensure a hit.

He only needs to get a little closer, not very close to the enemy.

Duke: "Well, let me provide you with a more accurate pistol, but the Marquis will probably find the best craftsman in Paris to buy the best pistol. If you want to win by the accuracy of the pistol, I don't think you should have one." Such a fantasy."

An Ning: "I have no such fantasy, but I will win this duel."

The Duke nodded, and then said earnestly, "If you die, Christina will be sad."

An Ning smiled: "No, I will accompany her to Briena's military academy."

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The next day, An Ning went to the duel scene in the Duke's carriage.

In addition to the Duke, there was also Christina in the same car.

Christina stared at An Ning, pouted her lips unhappily and said, "Why do you want to duel with him, if you think you can't win, just refuse!"

An Ning shook her head: "If I refuse to fight, Your Excellency the Marquis will not let it go, and you don't want me to be stabbed to death by someone who suddenly rushed out while walking on the street?"

Christina frowned: "How is it possible! The law and order in Paris is not bad, if you do this kind of thing on the street, the police in Paris will not let them go."

Just as An Ning was about to speak, His Excellency the Duke said, "That Edward Alice is the knight of the Marquis. These rural nobles value this old master-servant relationship very much. Maybe he is really willing to sacrifice himself to avenge the young master. life and even life.”

Christina was silent.

The Duke added: "So I personally appreciate Andy's decision very much. His approach is both wise and courageous."

Christina: "But he is in danger now, why not fight with a sword? Isn't a pistol just for face?"

An Ning looked at Christina seriously: "I will be defeated with a sword, I really don't know how to use a sword."

"You liar! Last time I saw it clearly, you swung Reginold's sword away with a twist of your wrist! You must be proficient in swordsmanship."

An Ning thought it was true just to look at the move of the sword, because that step was in charge of the hacker, why didn't you watch my attack later, an expert would know that I am a layman after seeing that attack.

But he couldn't explain this to Christina, so he could only say, "Don't worry, I have a clever plan to win with a pistol, and I don't just leave the outcome to luck."

Christina persisted: "How can I win? I know how to use a pistol. I know that if you hit someone, look at your face!"

"Don't worry, just wait for me to return from victory." That's all An Ning could say.

The Duke also said, "You just have to trust Andy. Anyway, whatever you say, he can't change the fact that he's going to duel with a pistol. It's better to spend more time praying that he can win."

Christina sighed and looked at An Ning: "I'm waiting for you to go to Brienne together, we must come back victorious!"

"Leave it to me." An Ning paused, then added, "I really have a secret strategy to win, you'll see later."

Christina: "You better have it."

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The carriage arrived outside the forest where the duel was held last time, and An Ning got out of the carriage first.

This time more people gathered outside than last time, and most of them were nobles.

As soon as An Ning got out of the car, someone shouted, "Look, the cobbler's son is coming in the Duke's carriage!"

"He is indeed the Duke's servant."

"I heard that he is the duke's illegitimate son, but he was fostered in the cobbler's house in Caen, so he received the best education, and the swordsmanship was taught by famous masters himself!"

An Ning couldn't help frowning, what the hell!

Are these nobles so unwilling to believe that a cobbler's son defeated the Marquis' son?

The Duke also got out of the car. He probably heard the gossip from the people around him. He laughed and patted An Ning on the shoulder: "You have become my illegitimate child."

An Ning: "Stop making fun of me."

At this time, the Marquis and his knight Edward Alice were already waiting not far away. At this time, the two led an officer and a priest to this side.

The Marquis introduced to the Duke: "This officer is Colonel Arsen, our witness, and this priest is His Excellency Talleyrand, the Abbot of St. Remy Abbey recommended by the Cardinal."

When An Ning heard Talleyrand's name, she couldn't help but look at him a few more times.

Talleyrand was a famous chameleon during the French Revolution and a fighter in the Fence.

This guy is obviously a priest, but he fell to the third class during the Great Revolution. He also suggested that the National Convention confiscate the church property, and he had the bones of rebellion on his forehead.

Talleyrand bowed slightly to the Duke, and then asked An Ning suspiciously: "I didn't see Mr. Francois's witness?"

An Ning: "First of all, my surname is Frost, and secondly, my witness is His Excellency Duke Tollestern."

Talleyrand said "Oh" and rolled his eyes.

An Ning thought he was going to betray him on the spot.

But Talleyrand did not do this, but said in a business-like tone: "Then the witnesses of both sides are here, please check each other's weapons."

Chapter 032

An Ning pulled out the gun from her waist and handed it to the colonel.

The colonel curled his lips when he picked up the gun: "The gun of the famous gunsmith Lotas is a good thing. If it fires at a duel distance, there is a two-thirds chance of hitting someone."

—Is there only a two-thirds chance!

Wait, there are actually two-thirds?So the hit rate seems to be okay?

The colonel looked at An Ning's expression and said with a smile: "You don't think that dueling with pistols is just emptying each other's guns, do you? No, in fact, most of the time the first shots will hit each other, but they are all in non-lethal positions.

"Who in a pistol duel can endure the pain of being shot and finish reloading as quickly as possible.

"In general pistol duels, you need to shoot each other three times to decide the winner, and the winner has one or two holes bleeding. So pistol duels are much uglier than sword fights, and both the winner and loser are very embarrassed."

An Ning opened his mouth halfway. To be honest, he never thought that a pistol duel would look like this.

If what the colonel said is true, wouldn't a pistol duel be more bloody than either side?

Then I have a great advantage!

After all, I am a tough person who can bounce off the head.

The colonel returned the pistol to Anning, and said to Talleyrand, "I have checked the pistol, and it is all right."

Then Edward Alice took out his gun and handed it to the Duke of Tollestire.

Duke: "Can I have my servant check it out? I don't know much about pistols personally."

Talleyrand nodded: "Of course, as long as the inspection is done in front of everyone, there will be no problem."

So the Duke snapped his fingers, and the groom who brought Anning to the venue immediately stepped forward, took the pistol from the Duke's hand, and checked it carefully.

A moment later, the groom said to the Duke, "There is nothing wrong with the gun."

At this time, Christina, who came over for some reason, said, "Is there something wrong with asking the groom to check?"

The groom said to his eldest lady: "Although I am a groom, I am also the Duke's guard. I am familiar with all kinds of firearms."

The duke himself explained to his daughter: "This man is from Switzerland and used to serve the royal family as a mercenary."

An Ning raised her eyebrows. The Duke of Orleans had always wanted Louis XVI to abdicate and replace him himself, but the Duke's guards were Swiss mercenaries like the Emperor. This was unexpected to An Ning.

Talleyrand said to Christina: "Princess, please go to the parasol and be with the ladies. This is a duel with pistols. Don't get too close, otherwise you may be accidentally injured."

Christina: "I'm going over there."