Chapter 139 I made a rough calculation and it should be 400 gold pounds
Early in the morning the next day, at dawn, Sissi went to Castle Joan of Arc accompanied by two guards.
Horn also got up early and started practicing the Knight's Breathing Technique accompanied by Jeanne.
To be honest, Horn doesn’t have the talent to eat shit and gain weight.
After practicing the breathing method for such a long time, I just can't get up or down at this level, and I get stuck.
Just like Horn taught Jeanne the multiplication table of nine, eight, nine, he forgot the multiplication table of two, three, four. If he remembered the multiplication table of two, three, four, he forgot seven, eight, nine.
I still want to learn from the knight Sifal, but he is a master of mental arithmetic.
For Jeanne, Horn only has one small request: synchronize the culture with primary school students first.
Since yesterday’s sunny day was replaced by black smoke, today has suddenly become colder.
The gloomy wind passed under the gray clouds, making Horn shiver.
But he still maintained that twisted posture, breathing hard, as if there were two hammers hanging from his lungs.
Horn could even hear his bones creaking.
But he still gritted his teeth and persisted.
Despite having magic power, Horn still needs the breathing method to strengthen his body.
After all, Horn is now in charge of Tu, so he must practice. If he wants to do a great dance in the future, the endurance bonus brought by the breathing method is something that Horn cannot give up.
Yes, the breathing method's bonus to physical strength and physical strength is far less than its bonus to endurance and weight-bearing.
You must know that the white crystal steel commonly used by the Knights of the Order is more than twice the density of normal steel, but they can move freely in armor and march long distances.
Sometimes the cows and horses are exhausted, but the knights can still continue.
Of course, this is just a comparison between knights and mortals.
If compared among knights, the effects of the eight-stage breathing method and the three-stage breathing method on the human body are actually not much different. The only difference is the weight-bearing and endurance.
That is to say, when both parties are extraordinary knights, it is very likely that neither one can do anything to the other and can only fight for endurance.
When both sides are extraordinary knights, the one who can suppress or even kill powerfully is often called the Champion Order Knight.
The only disadvantage is that they cannot have both mobility and combat effectiveness. At the stage of the ninth-level knights, there are almost no horses that can carry them for charge.
There are only some rare Warcraft horses, such as dragon blood horses or devil horses. The bidding base price for each horse is as high as 200 gold pounds, and the average transaction price is around 800 gold pounds.
The subsequent maintenance fees are astronomical.
After completing today's breathing exercises and changing into clean clothes, Horn sat in front of the pile of ledgers again and began to correct helplessly.
But as he was criticizing, he frowned, something seemed wrong.
Before he could figure it out, he heard a rapid knock on the door from outside the house.
"What's going on?" Horn opened the door, but it was Du Vallon, "So frizzy."
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, come quickly. ”
Without any time to explain, Du Valon grabbed Horn's hand and ran towards the entrance of the camp.
When Horn arrived there, large numbers of refugees had already gathered at the door.
They squeezed shoulders, pushed each other, looked towards the entrance of the camp, and talked quietly with the people around them.
Squeezing through the noisy crowd, Horn came to the door. He was stunned for a moment, but then the anger in his eyes could not be stopped.
At the gate of the camp, a group of villains were gathering there. The leader was actually an old acquaintance of Horne. He was the one who asked Halkin for the debt. The villains were shabbily dressed, wearing patchy cloth and worn leather boots.
The eyes are sunken in the sockets, and the hair is disheveled and scattered messily on the back of the head, as if it has never been combed.
Instead of their rags, they carry a variety of weapons in their hands, from sharp daggers to heavy maces.
A twisted and ugly smile hung on the corner of his mouth, revealing sharp black and yellow teeth. He waved the weapon in his hand from time to time, which would cause a burst of exclamations from the refugees.
This is not what makes Horn angry. Behind them, there is a small tree, and beside the tree stand three knights dressed like bandits.
Sissi was tied to this tree by the villains. His hands were tightly tied behind his back with thick hemp rope and tied to the tree.
The collar of his clothes was roughly torn open, and the two slime afterbirths on his chest were missing. His skirt was torn, and it seemed that he had been inspected by bandits who did not believe in evil.
If Sissi was a woman, or if any of these bandits had different interests, they would probably be killed.
His snow-white neck had clear bruises from pinching his hands, his cheeks and eye sockets were swollen, and blood flowed from his nose to his chin.
“Are you the boss of this refugee camp?” Seeing the obvious crowd vacuum around Horn, a knight shouted towards Horn.
"Where are the two guards beside him?" Horn stared coldly into their eyes.
"Hey, you also know that he has a guard, what? Are you and this horse thief together?"
"This is a companion from our camp."
"No, this is not your companion." The knight smiled, "This is the horse thief I caught, a human and a ghost!"
"Your Majesty." One The new veteran named Seamus walked up to Horn and said, "That's a robber knight from nearby, his name is Snot."
"Who said I was a robber knight?" The knight among the villains and bandits laughed loudly, "Look, this is signed by Bishop Boerwerf. In recent times, there have always been unruly people resisting taxes, so the bishop hired us. Call for tax payment."
As he spoke, he took out a roll of appointment certificates, which clearly recorded "Tax Commissioner--Antoli Navska"
<. br>The signature of the appointment certificate was actually Duke Danai Kush.
"What do you want? Money?"
"What do we want?" The snot-nosed knight puffed up his chest, "Be careful with your mouth, I am a knight, I I’m here for the glory of the Duke, and I want you, the tax-resisting people, to pay.”
"Then if we give you the tax, are you willing to let him go?"
"If I can get the tax I deserve, if you beg me a few more words, I will definitely be in a very good mood. , If I'm in a good mood, I'll let him go, what do you think?"
"Okay, wait a moment, I'll ask someone to get the money for you."
Just treat it as Huo. When En turned around, the robber knight stopped Horn's movement: "Wait, don't think we are fools, go get it yourself and deliver it to us yourself."
Horn took a deep breath. He took a breath and suppressed his anger: "I know, 180 gold pounds, right."
"Hey, wait." The knight shouted again.
Under the gaze of everyone, the leading knight still wore a seemingly polite smile: "What 180 gold pounds, are you mistaken?
I have always been an upright person. You can charge as much as you say, one penny less or one penny more. It’s 21,386 dinars for you, right?”
Horn stared into his eyes and said nothing.
“I did a rough calculation.” The knight said slowly: “It’s 400 gold pounds!”
(End of this chapter)