Chapter 6: I Surrender

Facing this strike from Arthur, Roger raised his sword to parry.

According to his plan, after this movement was finished, he would deliver a fierce slash to knock Arthur's sword away.

After that, this young lord would kneel on the ground to beg for mercy, and he would then offer a few comments to Brynden before killing Arthur, bringing this operation to a perfect conclusion.

Wouldn't the territory be in his hands then?

It was just that his plan was too idealistic.

As everyone knows, the ideal is plump, but reality is skeletal.

The skeletal reality was that the greatsword Arthur swung down from above carried such immense force that Roger failed to parry it at the first moment, and then the sword he held with both hands was actually slowly pressed down.

How could there be such great strength? Roger's face was full of shock, and he simply could not believe it.

Arthur's body erupted with a powerful force inconsistent with his physique.

At this moment, he had no heart to offer any comments.

Fortunately, years of experience allowed him to make the correct choice:

Retreat to dissipate the force and dodge this strike.

Because Roger withdrew so quickly, sparks were even struck between the blades of the two swords.

On horseback, Brynden widened his eyes, watching this scene in disbelief.

Roger, who had just been relaxed and easy, pointing out the landscape at will, had actually been forced back two steps by a single slash.

And Yule, who was preparing to slip away behind Arthur, had his pupils constrict; he was clearly also shocked by his nephew's slash.

He asked himself that he could not make that middle-aged bandit with such well-developed upper arm muscles retreat two steps with one sword strike.

Amber also looked at his own lord in disbelief; living together day and night, he knew Arthur's combat power best.

What was going on?

The four House Bracken soldiers behind were even more dumbfounded; they never expected that Lord Arthur would be so strong.

The scene that followed shocked them even more.

They saw Arthur raise the greatsword again, slashing straight down at the middle-aged bandit.

Roger had no choice but to parry again.

But having tested his opponent, Arthur used ninety percent of his strength this time, striving to succeed in one blow.

You must know, he had only used fifty percent of his strength just now.

The effect of this strike was very obvious; Roger could not block it at all, and in order to dissipate the force, he had to kneel on one knee.

The web of his hands holding the sword went numb, and Roger only felt that the force coming from the sword was not like a person, but a ferocious large beast.

In his nearly twenty-year fighting career, this was the first time he had encountered such an opponent.

No technique, all strength.

But strength alone could also defeat him.

Time might have only passed for a moment, but in the eyes of Roger, who was struggling to hold on, it was as long as this long summer.

Suddenly, the sword lightened, and Roger felt a sense of relief for no reason.

But before he could react, Arthur's third sword strike came down immediately.

With a clang, Roger, unable to exert force, had his sword knocked away.

Fortunately, he was quick-witted and retracted his body, not letting Arthur's greatsword, which had not lost its momentum, cut him.

Immediately, the still-vibrating sword was placed across Roger's neck.

Roger's brain was also buzzing, and the cold touch of the blade against his neck left him unable to speak.

And the people around were all speechless.

Whether it was the House Bracken soldiers, the Blackwood House soldiers disguised as bandits, or people like Brynden, Yule, and Amber.

No one could have imagined that the seemingly thin, young, and inexperienced Arthur would win.

And win so cleanly and neatly.

The field was so silent that one could hear the birds chirping nearby.

Young Brynden looked at Arthur holding the sword with one hand to seal Roger's neck, and was so stunned he couldn't speak.

At this moment in his eyes, Arthur's previous actions were not at all the lack of experience of a fighting novice.

It was a master disdaining to follow the bullshit rules of low-level warriors.

This is the true master, the future Jiaodu of Blackwood House thought secretly in his heart.

Then Arthur's words broke the silence in the Beech Forest.

"Weren't you quite talkative just now?" Arthur increased the force in his hand, "Comment on it now."

A line of blood gradually seeped out on Roger's neck; he felt his heart pounding, his life seemed to be draining away, and the fear of death had never been so real.

The desire to live made him hurriedly shout: "Don't kill me, I surrender, I surrender."

Arthur smiled slightly, only then stopping the pressure, and then turned his head to find Yule, telling him to come over and tie up the middle-aged bandit.

Perhaps coerced by Arthur's momentum, Yule could not even produce the thought of running away in his heart.

Having moved to the back of the team, he had no choice but to dismount and tie the man up.

And the reason Arthur did not kill this person, besides being a modern soul from the twenty-first century, was that King Robert had not yet passed away, which was a very important factor.

At this time, order had not yet collapsed; even a murderer could choose to join the Night's Watch at The Wall to escape the death penalty.

In addition, Arthur also knew that the Game of Thrones world had an extremely powerful law of causality:

Those who take the initiative to kill others will be killed by others using the same means, excluding blood feuds.

This law of causality, even POV Characters cannot escape.

When Ned Stark appeared, he beheaded a Night's Watch deserter with one sword, he followed the laws of The North, and later he was beheaded by a sword in King's Landing, which also followed Joffrey's laws.

Jon Snow stabbed his own man Qhorin Halfhand to death with a sword, and he was also stabbed to death by his own men; the Young Wolf Robb was stabbed to death by Ramsay Bolton with a dagger, and Ramsay Bolton was also stabbed to death by his own son with a dagger; Snow's Wildling girlfriend shot many villagers to death with arrows, and she was also shot to death by a village boy with an arrow; the Queen of Thorns of House Tyrell poisoned Joffrey to death, and she was also poisoned to death by Jaime...

Even the nameless minor characters follow this law of causality:

Brienne of Tarth encountered three House Stark soldiers on the road while escorting Jaime to King's Landing; those three soldiers killed three maids, two died quickly and one died slowly, and those three soldiers also died in the same way—two quickly and one slowly, so in a world with magic like Game of Thrones, it is best to keep a low profile and actively strive for goodness.

After Roger was tied up, Arthur then spoke to the young bandit opposite him:

"Will you surrender yourself, or shall I help you surrender?"

The young bandit was perhaps a bit inexperienced; he froze for a moment before saying, "Why should I surrender? Can't I just run away?"

He then ordered the foot-bound bandits to turn around and flee.

Brynden's thinking was not wrong, but there was one small problem.

That was that Arthur's infantry had already caught up.

The eleven bandits turned their heads to prepare to flee, only to discover a group of House Bracken soldiers charging toward them from about thirty or forty paces away.

And behind them stood the man who had struck down Roger with three swings of his Dawn Sword.

On both sides were dense and irregularly growing Beech Forest.

How to choose was already very clear.

At the very least, the Beech Forest does not hack people.

【You will engage the opponent's eleven men with a force of fifty】

Arthur smiled slightly, knowing that this group of bandits could not escape, so he signaled the six men beside him and strode forward.

The battle proceeded very smoothly; in about the time it takes to eat half a dinner, the eleven captured bandits were already tied up.

The farmer's daughter and the Village Chief's wife were also rescued.

Fortunately, the Village Chief's wife did not become an "overnight wife."

【Two-handed Weapon Proficiency plus three】

【Task: Find the bandits and help the villagers retrieve the stolen property completed, experience plus 500, Riverbank Village favorability plus three】

Just as Arthur was preparing to add points, a voice came from among the captives:

"You actually dare to tie me up; do you know who I am?"

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