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Chapter 150

    "Christophe, Simon, you two," said Walter, returning to his side of the line, pointing to two of them.


    Fatima looked down Walter''s fingers and saw the two men named keristov and Simon, one with a tiger back and a waist, and the other slender like a hemp pole on the Bank of the river.


    In addition to the uniform preparation of the winged cavalry, their personal weapons also have their own characteristics.


    Kiristov used a two handed sword as high as his body. This two handed sword has a relatively large cross handle. Its sheath tenon (the part between the blade and the handle) is very long. There are two prominent hand guard blades under the handle guard, and a counterweight ball is installed at the end of the handle to balance the weight, so that the two handed sword will not be heavy on the head and light on the foot.


    In a word, this is a very lethal weapon. In the 16th century when the phalanx of long guns was rampant, if a team of soldiers with two handed swords broke through the gun forest of long spearmen, what was waiting for them would be a feast of blood.


    The hemp pole Simon had a flail in his saddle.


    Flail was originally a kind of hand threshing agricultural tool in rural Eastern Europe. It is composed of bamboo handle and knock rod. When working, swing the bamboo handle up and down to make the knock rod rotate around the shaft and knock the wheat ear to make the epidermis fall off.


    But such a simple farm tool was used by the farmers in Hungary against the Knights armed to the teeth in the HUS war, and achieved amazing results. Soon, uprising peasants everywhere followed suit and transformed flail into weapons. In the early days of zaporoze''s Cossack uprising, flail was the main weapon of many Ukrainian militia groups who defected to khmelinitsky.


    Now, a noble winged cavalry even uses this cheap weapon as his secondary weapon.


    Of course, Simon''s flail is an improved military flail. It is composed of a long wooden rod and a short rod wrapped with iron sheet, which are connected by iron chain. However, the method used is similar - the user holds one end of the long stick and hits the person with a short stick.


    Fatima jumped off the horse. She is still a Damascus machete and a steel shield.


    "Which one of you will go first?"


    Fatima raised her eyebrows and said to kirztov and Simon.


    "You are one less," kirztov reminded Fatima when he saw that she was the only one coming out.


    "I don''t need two people, because the next person to win must be me."


    Fatima''s confident words can easily be regarded as arrogant, at least that''s what kirztov and Simon think. The two stepped forward at the same time, hoping to fight Fatima first.


    "Simon, give me this guy," kirztov said to Simon.


    Krystov is also confident enough to beat Fatima. Because the difference between Fatima and him is as obvious as a tiger and a rabbit. Keristov felt that with one blow, he could smash his opponent into meat patties.


    Of course, since the other party released his officer with such chivalry before, he had to repay him by breaking her with only six or seven points.


    "Why give it to you? Don''t you see that my weapon is her nemesis?" Simon refused directly.


    He has no habit of humility. And what he also said was the truth. Flail could easily bypass the shield of sword shield soldiers and hit his opponent.


    They won''t let anyone. After all, kirztov and Simon have the same rank in the wing cavalry regiment, and they are both of noble origin. Once you give in, it means you want to admit that you are inferior to each other, which will disgrace the family emblem.


    The last two people quarreled.


    "OK." when Walter saw that the duel had not begun, his own people quarreled first. Unbearable, he had to make his own ruling: "Simon, you go."


    "Why let him go!" said kirztov unconvinced when he saw that Walter had appointed Simon to fight Fatima.


    "No reason! I''m your officer. Just obey orders," Walter shouted angrily to kirztov.


    Obviously, Walter still has great prestige in the army. Being yelled at by him, keristov lost his temper completely. He grabbed his fluffy blond hair angrily and stood over it.


    Simon took off his flail and competed with Fatima as he wished.


    Fatima squatted down and lowered her body as low as possible, hiding her whole body behind the shield. Her sharp eyes watched Simon''s every move through the edge of the steel shield.


    Simon, as his opponent, danced flail like a windmill. He moved in small steps, looking for the most appropriate attack angle and distance. But Fatima defends like a turtle with its shell retracted. She hasn''t given Simon any phone calls.


    It''s not the way to go on like this. Simon shouted and threw out his flail. This blow, he did not ask for merit, but to throw stones and ask for directions.


    Flail''s head hit the center of the steel shield accurately and made a dull noise.


    Before Fatima was ready to launch a counterattack, Simon took back his flail, then jumped back and left Fatima''s counterattack range.


    Only in the first round, Simon was acutely aware of Fatima''s simplicity.


    At that time, his flail head hit the edge of the steel shield, so that the flail could cross the steel shield and hit Fatima behind. But Fatima accurately raised the steel shield and aligned the center of the steel shield with the flail, so that the flail''s attack was blocked by the shield.


    After that, Simon launched several attacks with flail, but without exception, they were blocked by Fatima. Fatima''s several counterattacks made Simon dangerous. In the most dangerous time, Fatima''s machete even left a shallow mark on Simon''s winged cavalry Chain Armor coat.


    Obviously, Fatima has gradually begun to take advantage. Facing the unfavorable situation, Simon had to change his tactics.


    He turned the original smash into a sweep, and put the main target on Fatima''s lower body.


    It worked. Due to the limitation of arm length, Fatima''s round steel shield can not well protect her thighs and lower legs.


    Several times, Simon''s flail almost hit Fatima. But Fatima''s machete blocked the flail short rod in time and did no harm to Fatima.


    But the tactics proved to be effective after all. As soon as the tactics worked, Simon kept doing the same.


    Fatima changed her position after another dangerous lift of the flail short pole. She stood up straight, put down her steel shield, then pointed the tip of her machete obliquely to the ground and closed her eyes.


    This is the meditation technique that Fatima''s assassin teacher at the Ottoman court gave her. Instead of relying on her eyes, she relies on her body to capture the opponent''s actions.


    Although I don''t know what Fatima is doing, Simon won''t miss such a good opportunity. He waved the flail as fast as he could, and then suddenly waved it in the direction of Fatima''s empty hand.


    When the flail breaking wind hit, Fatima changed the machete of her right hand to her left hand. A knife flashed, and the Damascus machete accurately hit the flail''s chain position.


    Like a hot knife cutting butter, the iron sliced Damascus machete cut the iron chain and split the flail in two.
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