The two of the words were each carefully prepared under the watchful eyes of the many knights.
The large Sean moved his arms and stretched his neck, and a sound of crackling bones came to the ears of the onlookers, which led to the uncontrolled shouts of amazement from the onlookers.
Big Sean is pleased with the gasps from the crowd, he sees it as a sign of support and trust in him, Sean gives Grenville a look that could make you surrender.
Grenville wasn't the least bit intimidated by Sean's performance, and very calmly stroked the big black horse, his mouth gibbering something that Edward didn't hear much of because it was a bit far away, in fact not only him, but almost all of them, didn't hear what he was saying to a horse.
Why almost? Because our lovely and beautiful Princess Elizabeth, Her Royal Highness, has come to this place where knights play. Unfortunately, our King Edward, because of his size, has not seen his sister leave a single trace.
Elizabeth was dressed in the usual manner of the ordinary guards, with an iron mask over her face, her long, pulled-back hair staying quiet in her iron helmet, and a patch of beard hanging below her lips at some point, making her whole person look extraordinarily handsome and dashing.
Once the mask is off, how can you tell if I'm a man or a woman?
Elizabeth stared unblinking at the calm Grenville, watching how he comforted his mount, how he gave it confidence little by little. For the first time, Elizabeth felt that men had an attentive side.
Don't ask her how she knew what Grenville had said to his big black horse; would I tell you that Elizabeth knew a little lip-synching?
Grenville, who was still unaware on the field that a fourteen-year-old girl had taken an interest in him in the audience, was chatting to himself with the big black horse, and had thrown himself into it with almost all his heart and soul.
Time crept by, and before long half an hour had passed, and big Sean's bones were breaking, while Grenville's conversation with the big black horse seemed to have no end in sight.
"Hey! Dude! Are you going to compete or not, this weather is rare!" The eaters were a bit unable to sit still, and a guard with a full beard opened his mouth and yelled, "If you're not going to compete then come down, don't waste our time!"
The big man's voice seemed to bring Grenville back to reality, and he ended his conversation with the big black horse, pulling off his mask.
At once, the atmosphere of the scene was tightened, and all the gourd-eaters held their breath, staring at the two people on the field without blinking, deeply afraid of disturbing the contestants!
Edward also instantly abandoned all other distractions and stared at the knights without moving a muscle.
I can't blame them for being surprised, mainly because there was so little entertainment at the time.
The average knight had nothing more to do with his day than snapping, and drinking at the tavern, and at this time plays were still lowly entertainment, enjoyed only by the peasants in the countryside.
The poor and bored knight class has risen up a craze for jousting, one to relieve their usual energy, and two to use it as a way to gamble, I guess, and make some money.
On this rare occasion, the spectators on the stage had already bought their bets before the match, and big Sean bet on him to win at odds of :, while the odds for the Knight of Grenville, who came from a faraway land, were :, and almost all of the knights bet on Sean to win, even if his odds were frighteningly low. Princess Elizabeth was the only one who threw in ten shillings for Grenville to win, thus earning a round of jeers.
The two men lifted their unmarked spears, which had lime-filled burlap tied to their tips, and three rounds of mounted spear sparring were to follow.
Spear thrusting was a feature of knightly jousting and was known as hurten (sprint). The related terms (all from the French language, as the Franks are the home of jousting) are poder (start), puneiz (impact), punieren (lance charge), sabelieren (legs clenched), kalopieren (gallop), leisieren (loosening of the reins), etc.
Generally a knight holds his shield and reins in his left hand and raises his spear in his right, while his legs clamp down on the horse's body and he controls the horse with his spurs until he hits his target. Occasionally a sword was used to slash on the horse, when the term shen came into play, while a purely spear thrust was called a stechen.
Spear charge has two important techniques, the main attack on the opponent's two "cover door" spear should hit the shield on the four nails or tie helmet strap place, in the martial arts, accurate hit the above two targets is the essence of the knight's skill. The reason for attacking the four rivets on the shield is that this is exactly where the rivets are exposed on the handle, which is more fragile, and once struck, there is a high probability that the enemy's hand will be ruined, thus rendering him incapacitated.
The reason for attacking the helmet strap is that it cannot be completely covered by the shield, and once stabbed, it is easy to break through the neck armor, or even directly into the neck, giving the opponent a fatal blow. Therefore, once a knight has properly struck these two places in a tournament, the winner is generally divided into two.
Both men had their legs clamped tightly around their horses' bellies, grasping a long shield in their left hands and holding the reins tightly in passing. Both carried a seven-foot-long spear in their right hands.
The eyes underneath the mask had all become sharper than ever before, the hands revealed exploding green meridians, the thighs had tensed their muscles, and the heart within the chest was in the midst of a blistering blood supply.
Suddenly, both men lurched forward at the same time, and the entire stable shook.
"Rumble!" The two horses were approaching so fast that from a distance, it almost looked as if the horses' heads were about to collide, while the spectators underneath, including Edward, had watched with feverish excitement, but were not allowed to make a sound, not to mention how difficult it was!
Words, then and now, when the two horses were about to collide, each of them clamped the belly of the horse, and the horses had the heart to incline their heads, and each of them missed.
However, the two of them raised their shields to clash with each other in the moment they missed, making a booming ear-shattering sound, and the moment the shields touched, some wood shavings erupted, which showed how great their impact was.
The two men swung their spears up to jab at their necks, and the larger Sean cocked his head to avoid the blow, but used more force with his right arm.
Grenville's force was not as great as Sean's, and at this point his left arm was a little sore from his shock, and his right arm was a little off balance as he stabbed at Sean, which Sean dodged lightly.
And faced with a powerful blow from Sean, Grenville bent over and barely dodged it, causing the knights underneath to gasp!
There was no split in the first round, with big Sean getting the slight edge, and it was on to the second round.
In the second round Grenville was again shaken off balance by Sean's force, and even though he had prepared for it, he still failed to carry his impact. He could only skillfully dodge the fatal blow with his flexible body.
Grenville is determined to win this fight and defy the odds.