Weapon racks were placed on both sides of the high platform for the two dueling parties to choose from.
From swords to whips, all common weapons were included. The reason why they were not allowed to bring their own weapons was to ensure as much fairness as possible. For example, the big clans were fully capable of forging more sophisticated blades, while the challengers were basically poor, so it was easy to imagine the quality of the weapons they were used to. If the disparity was too great, the duel would lose its original meaning.
However, Thuram knew that there was still a way out. The Iron Whip clan had defeated the Osha clan with the stolen Blackwater whip. Although the arbiter had severely punished the weapon keeper, the defeat of the Osha clan was already a foregone conclusion. No one would compete with the big clans of Iron Sand City for a declining clan that had fallen apart.
It was just that no one had expected that this person, who was about to die, would one day be reborn from the ashes.
It was so powerful that even the capital of the clan felt the pressure.
It was the first time he had seen the Wildflame leader treat a new challenger with such a serious expression.
"Is there a rule that one person can only bring one weapon?" Ashes suddenly asked.
"Uh... there's no such rule." Thuram came to his senses. "As long as you can carry it, you can take as many as you want."
"Very well, I'm ready." She first sheathed the two scimitars at her waist, then grabbed a long-handled iron hammer and weighed it in her hand. Finally, she put on a square wooden shield. "These should be enough for me to use until the duel is over."
Thuram swallowed. Although he had long known that this black-haired, golden-eyed Divine Lady was extraordinarily strong, it was still too outrageous for her to be this strong. Ordinary people had to go through many years of training to use a two-handed hammer, but she could actually hold it with one hand and wave it as easily as a rapier. Such an opponent was simply a nightmare for the enemy. Apparently, she had not used her full strength during the conflict in the tavern. Otherwise, it was possible that she would have broken the skull wine cup with her bare hands.
"Me too." Andrea randomly picked a short bow and deliberately reduced the number of arrows in the quiver to 22.
"Then get on the stage," Iron Axe said in a deep voice.
"Wait!" Thuram could not help but be stunned. "Only four of you are participating in the duel?" He glanced at the Graycastle warriors behind him. The fifty of them were spread out around the weapon rack with their backs facing each other. They stared at the other onlookers with vigilance. They had no intention of choosing their weapons.
"The holy duel doesn't stipulate that the number of people must be the same, right?" Ashes said indifferently. "Four people are enough."
According to the rules, the number of warriors participating in the duel should be between fifteen to thirty. This was the limit set in consideration of the high platform. However, there was another rule that the number of challengers could not exceed the number of the challenged clan. In other words, if the opponent only sent out 15 people, then Osha could only send out 15 people at most.
This consideration was based on a cruel fact: no matter who won or lost the duel, the warriors on the field would face heavy losses. It was common for more than half of the warriors to die or be injured, and even the situation of fighting to the last man would occasionally happen. Obviously, the more people that participated in the duel, the more the clan's strength would be weakened, to the point that it was relatively rare for the clan to send thirty people to a duel. Unless the clan knew beforehand that the challenger couldn't gather thirty powerful warriors, only then would they use this method to obtain an advantage in overall combat strength.
Therefore, the Cut Bone clan set the number of warriors at twenty-two, no doubt planning that even if they lost the duel, it would not have too much impact on the clan. Falling from the ruler of Iron Sand City to the challenger did not mean that the clan was completely finished. As long as there were still brave warriors in the clan, there was a chance for a comeback.
The correct way for Osha to deal with the duel was to send out an equal number of people. Although the Graycastle warriors looked short, thin, and not brave, as long as Ashes was there, Osha would still have a great advantage. Her innate strength, which was not affected by the God's Stone of Retaliation, was more than enough to control the outcome of the duel.
However, the situation would be completely different if there were four people on the field. The Divine Lady's advantage was that she had led the clan to survive in the cruel desert. She was the object of people's admiration, but she was not necessarily suitable for combat. Moreover, the duelists usually wore God's Stones of Retaliation, which could easily suppress the Divine Lady's ability and make her even weaker than ordinary people.
Once Drow Silvermoon and Andrea lost their combat strength, only Iron Axe and Ashes would be left on the field. No matter how strong Ashes was, it would be impossible for her to deal with more than twenty people at the same time. After all, if the other side fought with their lives on the line, even if they had extraordinary strength, they would only be able to punch and kick. How could they defend all sides?
Thuram had thought that Iron Axe, who had participated in a holy duel, would be familiar with such common sense. Moreover, they did not ask him to sit in on the discussion of the duel, so he did not pay too much attention to this matter. He did not expect that this group of people would be so careless.
He stared dumbfoundedly at the four people walking up to the high platform. He could not help but shiver. Sweat was dripping from his forehead, but he still felt like he was standing naked in the cold desert... It was as if the blooming Fire Trees around him could no longer shelter him from the raging cold wind.
After all, he was now a member of the Osha clan!
If this group of people were defeated, would he still be able to stand in the small oasis? He was afraid that he would not even be able to stay in the Southernmost Region!
If he had known this would happen, he would rather throw all his clansmen to them than get involved in this muddy water.
The appearance of the four people also brought a strong shock to the others. It was a symbol of confidence and bravery to fight the majority with only a few people, but to fight against 22 battle-hardened tribal warriors with only four people? This was no different from suicide.
The booing instantly disappeared.
Everyone stared with their eyes wide open. The indifference on their faces gradually turned into surprise and solemnity.
"Are you sure there are only four of you in Osha?" Faced with such a strange scene, the chief of Wildflame could not help but ask.
"Yes." Ashes raised the corner of her mouth. "Let's get started. By the way, you should have written your wills in advance, right? "
The audience was in an uproar.
"Who is this guy?"
"She's too arrogant!"
"Even if she's a Divine Lady, it's impossible for her to block the God's Stone Arrow, right?"
"Wait, why do I feel that she's serious..."
"I feel the same way. This guy's hands are stained with no less blood than mine."
"Are you sure?"
"I'm a warrior, I can understand this. You're telling me that she's very scary."
"But there are only four of them!"
"Won't we know the answer after a while?"
In less than a quarter of an hour, the situation on the sidelines had changed dramatically. All the clansmen focused their attention on the high platform. Their previous indifference had melted away. Regardless of whether they were courting death or not, their courage alone was commendable. The people of the Sand Nation would never be stingy with their respect for true warriors.
Listening to the discussion from the platform, Thuram could not help but hesitate. Were they really confident of winning in the face of such a huge disadvantage in numbers?
Just as his heart was filled with mixed feelings and thoughts, the arbitrator rang the gong hanging in the corner of the high platform.
"Then I hereby announce that the sacred duel between the Osha clan and the Cut Bone clan begins now!"
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