Chapter 22 York's Spare "Weapon on Horse"

On the long racks in front of the racecourse.

Merion soon found several spears.

He measured the spears in his hand, trying to see how heavy they were, and then estimated their length.

Finally, he chose a spear that was over 4 meters long and weighed about 8 catties.

Colosseum builds weapons at a high level. The head of the black spear was very sharp and its body was soft and tenacious.

York skipped over the long spears, long knives, iron sticks, maces and other fierce weapons on the racks.

He chose a small round shield and the lightest saber on the weapon rack.

The saber was bent and looked very thin.

It was a strong man named "Rhinoceros Pensi" who was responsible for training the newbies using weapons on the horse.

"Rhinoceros Pensi" was more than 50 years old and was very strong.

He silently stared at the weapons that the newbies had just chosen and simply said, "mount the horse and beat the scarecrow. Try the weapons you choose, and change if they don't work."

In the center of the racecourse, there were already more than 10 scarecrows.

Each of them was fixed with a wooden shelf about 1 meter high from the ground.

Every ten meters, there was a scarecrow.

Seeing the newbies on the horses, no one was embarrassed to go forward first.

Merion rode on the "Solidified Blood" and rushed to a scarecrow like a galloping horse. He waved his long spear with both hands, stabbed, lifted and swept in one go.

Each time he hit the scarecrow.

"Wonderful!" "Rhinoceros Pensi" nodded with admiration, "Next one."

"Don't dawdle. Hurry up!" He stared at the newbies and said, "Don't tell me that you didn't even learn how to ride a horse yesterday."

"Of course not."

"We have learned to ride a horse."

"Pick up that weapon and hurry up, everyone." "Rhinoceros Pensi" waved the whip in his hand, "if you are already in the arena, in a blink of an eye, the opponent's horse has already rushed in front of you and slashed at you!"

The newbies immediately became nervous and drove their horses to rush to the scarecrows one by one.

Sometimes they hit, and sometimes they missed.

When they didn't hit the target, they pulled out the horse's head and returned to the side of the scarecrow. After hitting the scarecrow on its body, they rode the horse and continued to hit the next one.

"Rhinoceros Pensi" saw these newbies on the horses waving their weapons.

They went down to hit the scarecrow and they were busy riding the horse again.

"No, no." "Rhinoceros Pensi" shook his head. "Some of you didn't take your lesson too seriously yesterday, and some of you couldn't even ride a horse. If you can't even ride a horse next time, I can't teach you the weapon training class."

"Rhinoceros Pensi" quickly picked out the people who he thought were good at riding.

Then he asked other people to practice riding.

Merion and York were the part of "Rhinoceros Pensi" who thought was better to ride.

They each got a scarecrow.

They would have separate training.

Merion concentrated on running back and forth on the field, brandishing his long spear and stabbing at the scarecrow.

York was riding on a horse with a round shield in his left hand and a saber in his right hand. He seemed to be immersed in meditation, staring blankly at the scarecrow in front of him.

"This 'Solidified Blood' is indeed extraordinary." "Rhinoceros Pensi!" came to Merion's side. "You must have practiced a spear before. This long spear is very suitable for you. You can practice it with 'Lion Avodo'."

"Rhinoceros Pensi," York patted the horse to the coach's side. "Is there any forbidden weapon in the horse-riding arena of Colosseum?"

"Bows and crossbows are specifically prohibited. Long-range destructive weapons like them are only occasionally used in an emergency!"

"What about the grass rope or rattan rope? Is there any ban on using such a strong rope in the horse-riding arena?"

"Grass rope, rattan rope on the arena? We have never heard of it, and of course, there is no specific ban. However, in the arena, others usually choose longer and heavier heavy weapons. What do you want to take the rope on the arena for?"

"That's enough."

York smiled, jumped off the "Catching Light" and ran out of the racetrack.

He ran into the stable in a flash.

York didn't return to the racetrack until the "weapons on horse" training was finished.

There were two bundles of grass ropes around his thin waist.

Merion looked at the two large bundles of grass ropes on York's waist and asked, "Where have you been in the past three hours? Rubbing the grass ropes?"

"Yes, I found several bundles of hay in the stable." York chuckled, pointed at the two fingers thick grass ropes on his waist and said, "My skill of rubbing ropes seems to be quite good, right?"

"You are really good at rubbing ropes. No wonder you grew up on a farm. But what are you doing of rubbing grass ropes?"

"Let me show you." York got on the horse, untied a bundle of grass ropes on his waist, and waved it in the air.

At the front end of the five-meter-long rope, there was a big circle with a diameter of more than a foot in the middle. It was tied up.

York put grass ropes on the saddle, holding a small round shield in his left hand, a saber in his right hand, and gently clamped his legs.

"Catching Light" steadily rushed to a scarecrow in front of Merion.

When he was about to rush to the side of the scarecrow, York quickly put the round shield and the saber on the saddle and waved the rope in his hands.

He threw the circle in front of the rope towards the scarecrow.

He tried to trap it but failed.

York was not discouraged. He rode back and forth and ran beside the scarecrow several times.

After three or four attempts, he finally accurately trapped the scarecrow with the circle in front of the rope.

York rode on the horse and pulled it lightly. The circle at the front of the rope turned into a knot and tightly wrapped around the scarecrow.

In the run of "Catching Light", the scarecrow firmly fixed on the ground flew out in an instant.

He drew an arc in the air and fell more than ten meters away.

York smiled happily. He tied the grass rope, patted the horse, and went back to Merion. "Got it?"

"Are you going to use the rope as a spare weapon?"

"Yes. In fact, it's a trick used by the coachmen when they are riding. They can suddenly take it out and trap the opponent's arms when the opponent is not prepared. The more the opponent struggles, the tighter the knot will be, so that the opponent can't escape for a moment."

"But isn't the rope too strong? The person who flew out is just a scarecrow. Each fighter weighs one hundred or two hundred catties!"

"It doesn't matter. I just want to have a try and see if this method can trap people." York said, "I'm going to ask the coachmen for two bundles of ropes they usually use to get a horse. Even the horse with the greatest strength is trapped, it can't break free."

"As long as the opponent can't break free for a moment, even if I don't pull them off the horse, I still have time to chase them."