Game of Thrones: I became a crown prince for a day

Rhaegar raised his chin and stretched out the wooden lance as far as possible.

"work hard."

The corners of Rhaenyra's lips curled up slightly, and she lowered her body and threw out the wreath.

The red garland accurately holstered the lance and landed on the base of the lance.

Helena pouted and leaned on the guardrail with dim eyes.

Rhaenyra glanced sideways for a moment, noticing the little girl's loneliness. She picked up her white wreath and threw it out again, saying calmly: "Double encouragement, don't live up to our expectations."

Helena's eyes widened immediately, her round purple eyes flickering between her brother and sister.

Rega took back his lance and smiled brightly: "I will fulfill my mission."

"Frame~~"

He turned his horse's head and rode back to the end of the isolation fence to wait for the duel.

Rhaenyra took Helena's hand with a smile on her face, and the two sisters walked to the seats in the front row and sat down.

Be impartial and pick the right seat next to Jenny.

After half a month of indulging her temper, her mood changed slightly, and she felt calm and a little more generous at the same time.

This comes from Rhaegar's unwavering companionship.

…

On the competition ground, the duel is about to begin.

Dang clang——

With much anticipation, the obese referee sounded the gong and the two horses charged together.

Along with the trampling of horse hooves, the drummers gathered in the audience beat the drums and accompanied the trumpets to push the atmosphere to a climax.

Rhaegar's eyes flickered, the lance in his hand was steady, and he bowed his waist as the horse galloped.

Harwin's body was covered in iron armor, and his faceplate tightly covered his gray-blue eyes, exuding a fierce aura.

The next second.

Black armor and silver armor intertwined, aiming at each other's chests, stabbing out thick lances.

boom--

The shield Lei Jia protected on his chest shattered and exploded. His figure suddenly swayed and he continued to ride to the finish line.

On the other side, Harwin's lance didn't have time to touch him. He hurriedly raised his shield to block the incoming lance, and almost fell off his horse under the huge force.

His shield was also shattered, and his left arm was scratched by a lance. Fortunately, the armor was well protected.

Dang clang——

The fat referee sounded the gong again, announcing the start of the second round of charges.

Rhaegar turned his horse's head, casually took the shield with three red dragon emblems painted on it thrown by the attendant, raised his lance and charged.

He is a dragon master who is not very proficient in horseback riding and archery among knights, and can barely make it into the first class.

"drive!!"

Harwin roared angrily, without even taking his shield, whipping his horse and quickly turning around and charging.

Looking at that posture, he seemed to be fighting for his life.

On the high platform, Viserys was filled with astonishment and couldn't help but look back at Leonor.

Not to mention that this martial arts tournament was just to prepare for the eldest son's coming-of-age ceremony, Harwin was in a very wrong state.

Leonor's brows knitted together, worry flashed in his eyes, but to no avail.

The battle is still going on in the jousting arena.

This time, the black armor and the silver armor quickly pressed forward, like two meteors colliding.

When they were crossing each other, Rhaegar stretched out his lance and aimed it at his opponent's breastplate, his shield covering his front.

"Get down!"

Harwin shouted loudly, completely ignoring the front door's wide open, and swung his lance down suddenly, stumbling against the opponent's galloping horse's legs.

Rhaegar was startled and quickly gave up the attack, holding the lance hand and pulling on the reins.

"Xu~~"

The bright silver war horse raised its head and neighed, raised its front hooves neatly, and stepped over the lance with its hind hooves, avoiding the thrilling blow.

Harwin, who was rushing past, suddenly turned back and looked at this scene in disbelief.

I didn't expect that the other party would be able to dodge such a sudden sneak attack.

The silver-white war horse slowed down after jumping. Lei Jia suddenly looked back, his eyes were cold.

"Okay! It's a dirty trick."

With a curse in his heart, Rhaegar became angry.

Crossing the horse's legs is an illegal move prohibited in any tournament.

The war horse is galloping and charging. If the horse stumbles on its leg, both the man and the horse will be thrown out immediately. Broken arms and legs will be light.

On the high platform, Viserys glared and banged the table.

It is really audacious to dare to play dirty tricks on the prince.

With this contest over, Harwin can be laid off from his post as Commander of the City Guard.

In the row of seats in front of her, Rhaenyra opened her mouth slightly and looked at this scene in shock.

Harwin kept his father's advice in mind and was always cautious in his words and deeds, and he was always loyal to her.

How dare you attack Rhaegar in a tournament.

"Didn't he listen to you?" Helena turned to question with an angry face.

Rhaenyla's face darkened, and she gritted her teeth and said, "I haven't gone out during this period of time, how could I know?"

In the adjacent seats, Jenny and other female spectators covered their mouths and exclaimed, their hearts beating unconsciously.

However, charging in two rounds felt even more blood-curdling than the nine battles in the previous game.

Dang clang——

On the competition ground, the gongs and drums sounded for the third time.

"Frame~~"

Rhaegar gave a low shout and immediately galloped on his horse, raising his lance low to his lower abdomen.

Harwin charged at the same time, his eyes were bloodshot, and he kept beating the horse on his crotch.

Within a few breaths, the two faced each other again.

Harwin's eyes were fierce, and he aimed his lance at the opponent's chest, intending to knock him away with one blow.

This is his ultimate move. The last time he used it, he hit his opponent's bones, earning him the nickname "Bone Crusher".

Lei Jia's face was as cold as frost, and he directly clashed with it.

Outside the stadium, thousands of spectators watched at the same time, holding their breath to watch the final showdown.

Deep down in their hearts, they hoped to see the crown prince defeated in the first round of challenge and make a joke that would go down in history.

In the field, the black armor and the white helmet were in conflict, and something unexpected happened.

Harwin thrust out his lance, intending to win the duel in one go.

Unexpectedly, Rhaegar hooked his feet into the stirrups, dexterously lying back on the horse's back, and the tip of the lance leaning on his waist was raised.

There was a muffled bang, followed by a silver-gray figure flying out.

Facing an opponent flat on the horse's back, Harwin had no time to react. His left shoulder hit the opponent's upturned lance, and he immediately broke away from the horse's back and flew backwards seven or eight meters away.

Amid the screams of the audience, Harwin fell to the muddy ground with a thud, thanks to the cushioning force of his thick armor.

"Quick, come forward."

The attendants and bachelors hurriedly ran over and helped Harwin, who had fallen off his horse, to inspect it.

"Go away, I'm fine!"

Harwin fell so hard that stars appeared in his eyes. He pushed the attendant in front of him to the ground and got up unsteadily.

Raise your right hand and move it fine.

When he raised his left hand again, a sharp pain hit his heart.

"hiss!"

Harwin gritted his teeth and took a breath.

Looking down at the deep dent in the left shoulder blade, he felt as if the bones in his shoulder blade and arm were cracked.

He raised his eyes to see Rhaegar straightening his back on horseback in the distance, and yelled: "Give me the sword!"

An attendant with a three-color stripe mark on his chest held a half-hand sword and hurriedly handed it over.

Seeing this, the obese referee banged the gong and shouted: "Contestant Harwin Strong wishes to continue competing with weapons!"

Lei Jiayuyouya rode a white horse, looking down at the menacing Harwin, his eyes gradually became dangerous.

He had shown mercy, and the shot was not aimed at the opponent's throat or head.

"No matter the reason, this trend cannot last long!"

Turning over and dismounting, Rhaegar took off the helmet that blocked his vision and waved to the attendant.

The attendant ran over quickly and handed over the sword True Fire.

Rhaegar glanced at him and shouted: "Get the battle axe!"

Valyrian steel swords are so tough that they still cannot break through thick steel armor.

He needs weapons that are violent enough.

On the high platform, the atmosphere solidified at this moment, and everyone stared solemnly at the competition ground.

Lin Man, who was crowded in the back seat, raised his eyebrows and called over a young attendant with a roaring lion in his chest. He took out a golden dragon from his pocket and whispered: "I bet on fifteen golden dragons, Prince Rhaegar." win."

Viserys' ears moved slightly and he heard whispers behind him.

He also wanted to bet some golden dragons on his eldest son, but he was very angry now and was not suitable for such a thing.

Leonor lowered his head and apologized: "Your Majesty, Harwin..."

"It's okay. As long as it's a fair competition, everything is within reasonable limits."

Viserys interrupted with a wave of his hand, trying to contain his anger.

He made it very clear that it was just a fair fight and no more dirty tricks were allowed.

There was no way, what his good brother Damon loved to do in the past was to play dirty tricks in martial arts tournaments and create powerful opportunities for him.

Things are changing, and it's not easy to favor the eldest son now.

His eyes returned to the competition ground.

Rhaegar discarded his shield and lance, carrying a cold iron battle ax half a man's height in his right hand, and two garlands on his left wrist.

"ah!!"

Harwin roared angrily and charged forward with a sword in one hand.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Rhaegar's mouth, and he turned the battle ax flexibly with his wrist. He bent his knees sideways and struck the opponent's leg socket with the axe.

Dang clang——

The cold ax blade sank into the steel leg armor, and traces of blood spurted out.

Suddenly, Harwin screamed miserably, and his clothes were wet with cold sweat.

His leg socket was injured, and he staggered to the ground on one knee, with half of his sword thrust into the ground to hold on.

Rhaegar looked at him coldly, pulled out his battle ax with a roar, and then slashed at Harwin's exposed back armor.

He is not good at riding, and he has few opponents in close combat.

Bang!

The ax blade sank deeply again, and a groove was cut out of the heavy armor. When the ax blade was pulled out, a fragment of the isolation layer was scraped out.

His back was hit hard, and even though Harwin had armor to block it, his internal organs were shaking, and he couldn't hold back the spray of blood.

His whole body lost all strength in an instant, and his limp face hit the ground.

Rega stretched out his foot and kicked him over. The ax blade displayed by Han Mang pointed at the opponent's chest and said coldly: "Admit defeat!"

"Pooh!"

Harwin spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes filled with stubbornness.

"Well done."

Rhaegar grinned and didn't want to stop at all. He raised his battle ax and struck the opponent's breastplate quickly and hard.

Harwin groaned, his face turned red from holding back, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Without waiting for the referee to announce the end, Rhaegar pulled out the ax blade and slashed again at the right leg that had been chopped once.

Click——

Without the protection of armor, the ax blade went straight into the flesh, and the sound of cracking bones could be heard clearly.

"No, no, no, prince, you have won!"

The obese referee panicked and quickly asked someone to stop Rega from continuing to abuse him.

Several attendants rushed in front of him. Rhaegar threw away the bloody battle ax and gasped: "Don't stop me, I know the importance."

However, if half of the collarbone and a leg bone were broken, it would be fine if a bachelor could take care of it for three to five years.

Ignoring the attendants and bachelors who carried away Harwin, who was seriously injured and unconscious, Rhaegar walked back to the white horse, got on the horse and planned to leave.

Harwin's hostility was abnormal, and he had to go to Tormund to ask more about it.

After a moment of silence, the audience burst into fierce applause, all cheering and shouting for the victorious crown prince.

The knight duel and weapon duel are all eye-catching. The moment the crown prince wields the battle ax, he seems to be a "warrior" descending to earth, mixed with unstoppable power.

"Hiss..."

While everyone was cheering, a high-pitched dragon roar suddenly appeared, coming from the God Eye Lake Monster.

Rhaegar frowned slightly and looked up at the sky.

A scarlet behemoth broke through the clouds and swooped across the competition venue, swept by the strong wind.

It has a majestic head, a body as slender as a snake, and a pair of broad red wings...

Blood Worm - Colaksh.

"Colaxio, land!"

The man's magnetic command resounded on the dark red back scales. Korakxiu stretched his long neck and let out a sharp scream. His body was in a vertical position, flapped his wings, and slowly lowered his height.

"Hiss!..."

At this moment, another dragon roar as heavy as thunder resounded through the clouds, and the thin clouds and mist on the horizon dispersed, revealing a huge green dragon shadow.

A pair of cold amber vertical pupils, the scales are as thick as steel plates due to age, the body is like an endless oasis, and the broad wings are like the exhausted desert on both sides of the oasis, covering everyone's heads.

One of the three first generation Targaryen dragons, Vhagar.

Vhagar's body looks bulky, but it cannot hide the fact that he is huge.

He circled back and forth over the competition arena, choosing the location where the glutton landed before and slowly descending.

The nobles, big and small, in the audience were uneasy, covering their faces and skirts to resist the gusts of wind.

The Targaryen rule is too powerful, and giant dragons emerge one after another, so that no one with evil intentions dares to act rashly.

boom--

Corakxiu happened to land on the fighting field. The special hind feet with growing and contracting wing membranes landed first, and the wide wings supported the torso.

On the dragon's back, Daemon raised his head proudly, wearing a dark dragon-patterned armor and a red cape behind his back.

About a month ago, his dragon recovered from its injuries and was once again carrying the knight-errant prince into the skies.

"Hiss..."

Corakxiu connected with the driver, his eyes locked on the silver-haired boy on the other side of the competition field, he opened his dragon kiss and let out a sharp scream.

One person and one dragon encountered each other's poisonous hands one after another, holding back a breath of evil.

More than ten meters away.

Rhaegar had already anticipated this, so he pulled the scarlet cloak behind his back to cover the horse's head, and tightened the reins to control the white horse.

The roaring sound mixed with the smelly wind blew towards his face. Rhaegar raised his hand to cover his mouth and nose and looked at his good uncle calmly.

Do you want to ride a dragon to scare the white horse and make yourself fall off the horse and make a fool of yourself?

That can't be done!

The roar was fleeting, and Corak Xiu looked down at the towering silver-haired boy with ferocious eyes.

On the black iron saddle on the dragon's back, Damon narrowed his eyes and looked down at his good nephew.

For a moment, the uncle and nephew looked at each other, and there seemed to be fire splashing between their eyes.