Lord of the Oasis

Through the glimmer of the stars and moon in the sky, the elite desert robbers spread out and picked up some dead wood and grass in the field outside the village, which was used as firewood to ignite. Several bonfires were raised in the camp tent.

At night, the temperature in Dongjun Ling is slightly lower. Although it is not as cold as the Nalun Desert, it also has a chill.

Dongjun was formerly known as Dongjun. It was originally the capital of Dongjun, and was once Dongjun.

The meaning comes from the cold in the south. Snow and cold rain occasionally fall every year. Even larger hail can be seen several times over the years. It is the only county in the Principality of the Lions that can see the obvious cold winter.

The reason why Dongjun was renamed Dongjun.

It was also Kant’s dear aunt, the Countess of Agatha who was sealed here.

Because of the disagreement with the Grand Duke Cameron, after receiving the winter lord, the Countess Agatha directly changed the county name and directly changed the winter junior to the east to the eastern junior. There is no homonym, only deep Barriers.

It means that the former Winter County leader has completely no relation to the Principality of Lions.

The fact remains the same.

ten years.

The Countess Agatha sanded the East County leader as firmly as an iron bucket.

Not to mention that the lion's Grand Duke Cameron's hand can't reach in. Even the nobles of other county leaders can't get any communication and contact through the official and the east county leaders, just like the real separation of the two domains, they are as strange as each other.

If there is communication, you can only use the caravan to handle the affairs, which is extremely troublesome.

It is almost semi-independent!

But there is no alternative, or no alternative.

The duchy's official, the Grand Duke Cameron, because of the rush of succession, was too late to gather the support of all the top nobles. This also led to the separation of the countess Agatha, the countess who could separate the county.

In the feudal era, support from the nobility was particularly important for the ruling party.

The nobility is the foundation of the feudal state.

Especially the nobility of the Western European system is the mainstay of the country!

As for civilians.

But the ants are vassals begging to live at the foot of the nobility.

On the battlefield, it was just a cannon fodder, a live target for the noble lords to block the arrows. The foreign generations ploughed the fields to graze and hunted on weekdays, and paid half of the servants to the noble lords!

Within the Principality of the Lions, nobles are everything!

Actually.

It’s not just East County.

There is also the North County Lord of Viscount Wayne.

Ten years ago, if Cameron hadn’t made a decisive decision and took advantage of the invasion of the northern county by the jackals, he led the troops directly north and demonstrated the threat of force. It is estimated that even the northern county will be semi-independent as the current eastern county.

And now, the Viscount Kevin of the North County Territory is also inserted into the North County Territory as a nail as a threat to the royal family.

From this we can see the contradictions and discords within the Principality of the Lion.

The struggle for rights.

Dispute between the king and the nobility.

Kant is still helpless about this. This struggle has nothing to do with him, but it is also related.

Kant now belongs to the top aristocracy. It is a powerful and powerful force among the nobility. With soldiers and money in his hand, it is considered to be the cracked desert of Nalun, and he had a confrontation with the king.

It is even more interesting if someone from the Lion Fortress asks Kant to pay taxes or provide financial assistance.

According to the rules, Kant does have this obligation.

Only the initial difference.

He was banished.

Then get help to rise in exile.

As a baron, the top manager is nominally Viscount Wayne of the Northern County.

But because of the blood of the royal family, it was the second son of the lion Grand Duke Cameron, and he had the right to inherit the Grand Duke. Even the district Viscount Wayne could not really treat Kant as a vassal.

What's more, Kant's Naren Desert is not classified on the official map of the Principality of the Lion.

It was only near the North County leader that Viscount Wayne took over.

Escrow is just the situation.

In the once civilized restricted zone and ethnic desert, nobody cares at all.

Even if you know that there are sentinel oasis in the Nalun Desert, it is not directly proportional to reclamation and rewards, and no one will really care about who is in the Nalun Desert.

Even before Kant went to the Nalun Desert, official scholars did not recognize this as the territory of the male duke.

The map also shows that it is a no-man's land.

Pure desert!

This led to embarrassment, Kant had no actual superior.

Or Cameron, the lion-duke of Kant, who personally enshrined Kant, is considered to be, but as the Duke and Kant's father, if it is truly a nobleman, it is at least a viscount, and the baron's title is too low.

It is completely the bottom knight of the nobility.

"Ah."

Kant stood calm on the grain drying ground.

He is not interested in the title of the knighthood. In fact, he is not interested in the so-called Grand Duke. It is true that he can live steadily in this world. It is his pursuit to live better by relying on the riding and cutting system. .

The night is getting darker, and the stars and the moon have all released their light.

Torches are also burning on the ground.

The fragrance is diffuse.

It is the fragrance of bread baked, plus the aroma of air-dried meat, sausage and smoked fish.

Kant and his cavalry trudged throughout the afternoon, only eating at noon, and by the time it was getting deeper in the evening, they were already hungry with their chests on their backs, and raised a campfire to prepare for dinner.

But even if they were cold, tired, and hungry, these cavalrymen had not forgotten to take care of their close-fitting warhorse.

This is the partner that I rely on for cooperation on the battlefield.

Can be seen as a brother.

Simple food troughs and water troughs are spliced ​​together, and the good wheat grains are mixed with chickpeas and alfalfa, poured into the water, and moistened with fresh water, which is the finest food, which can quickly replenish the horse's physical strength.

This is due to the contribution of "Aaron" urban agriculture.

Terraces outside the city have already flourished.

For example, wheat fields are common crops, and chickpeas, cabbages, pumpkins and other crops have been planted for a long time. With the suitable climate and good irrigation in the Samwaya Mountains, they bring rich harvests.

And in the case of wheat fields, they are not cooked once a year, but are cooked two to three times a year!

The land inside the Sunwaya Mountains is very fertile.

It's like black earth.

There is also the temperature of the Nalun Desert, plus the slight chill on the bottom of the mountain, which just happens to be neutralized at the surface.

In addition to the systematic rule power, the construction of agriculture is easier. The entire "Aaron" city is now entering the agricultural development, which is why farmers are so enthusiastic about reclamation.

With developed agriculture, livestock eat better. Sometimes they are as good as civilians.

Good feed can breed good war horses.

This principle is quite agreed with the riders of the Sultanate of Sarand.

Of course, we need to add excellent training and breeding. Otherwise, even if we eat the finest feed, those stallions or pack horses still can't become war horses, but because of weight gain, they can't do their jobs well.

After feeding the feed and water, the bread and meat baked by the campfire were also hot.

Out of focus.

Sprinkle a little salt and spice, the taste is full of flavor.

Kant doesn't feel rudimentary when he eats in his mouth, but he feels like eating barbecue in the past.

Without avoiding suspicion, I dine with Rolf and the accompanying Lions of the Lyon Lions. By the way, I talked about the news all the time, and occasionally chuckled. The campfire reflected the room, and it was a bit more lively.

Entering the East County Territory, near Avilsburg, this trek is more than half.

It is not far from the east county town to the south.

Although the road is rugged, for this group of cavalry cavalry, but only 2 days away.

Talking.

In the same torch village, the atmosphere is very dignified.

The elderly village chief is discussing with the fatty financial officer and the sturdy sheriff in the house, one by one frowning, and his face is very unsightly.

At that time, they were greedy for silver coins, but now they are afraid.

This is really dangerous.

The grain drying ground is just a short distance from the village.

If these fierce mercenaries, such as gangsters, make trouble, with the militia in their villages, even if all of them are added up, it is estimated that they are not opponents. If an accident really occurs, it may be blood washing.

A **** cleansing, looting and slaughter of the entire village, the last fire burned to ashes.

Although close to Avilesburg.

But also close.

If something goes wrong, it will take time for troops inside the castle to come over.

After these troopers were looted and slaughtered, they could leave the fire with a blaze, and leave the East County leader while the night was dark. It was estimated that there was no chance of revenge.

The troops of the Eastern County will not leave their territory, let alone the Northern and Southern County.

"How to do."

The place where the treasurer regrets is almost green.

He is a finance officer who controls all taxes and finances in the village. He seems to be a low-ranking squire attached to Avilesburg, but with the help of the caravans around the village, there is a lot of oil and water on weekdays.

Without the present village, he would not have enjoyed the glory and wealth he once had!

"All the coins are given."

The sheriff undoubtedly has some insight, and stabilizes the heart of the **** Weng said: "Can you still drive that group of guys away?"

The village head also sighed softly: "Be careful."

Originally, nothing happened.

If the group of mercenaries is really taken away, there is really a quarrel, and even a hand, then it will be in trouble.

Don't deal with things, it's because they have caused bigger things to come out, and even the worst ending, making them feel shudder at the thought, and even more ashamed and angry at their greed at the time.

But now is not the time to blame each other.

The village head is obviously older and more knowledgeable: "It is better to report to the castle."

"report?"

The sheriff and finance officer frowned.

"Ok."

The old village chief nodded: "This is not a trivial matter. Since we are here, don't we have the right to report here to the lord lord? Now that more than 500 cavalry are crossing the border, they are still mercenaries. If we want to find a job, why don't we borrow Report to the castle for this reason."

After a pause, the old village chief said in a deep voice: "If something happens, the castle can also organize troops to rescue as soon as possible. If it can come over to check their identity, it will be even better."

"Okay, good idea!"

The sheriff and finance officer nodded.

This is indeed a good idea.

Soon, in the village, a few capable militiamen quietly led the horse and left while it was dark.

I didn’t dare to arbitrarily gallop my horses, but instead carefully followed the remote path and walked far away before arriving on the road to Avilesburg. I used the whip to draw the crotch horse to make it faster. Minute.

They can carry the expectations of the village, and there is a family of young and safe.

Avilesburg is not far away.

Zema will spend two or three hours.

At this time, the speed of their 5 horses was faster, the stars were bright in the night, and it took 2 hours to reach the castle.

Torches were ignited on the walls, and elite guards wearing chain mails were patrolling. From afar, they saw a horse rushing in the night, but they did not panic. Instead, a team of cavalry drove horses to greet them.

Avilesburg has been in peace for a long time, not to mention the enemy, even the robbers and gangsters are pitiful.

Not to mention the attackers.

This group of well-trained elite guards is on alert.

There was a helpless look on his face, and to be honest, for them, they really wanted to fight a little to have some fun.

However, the defense of the castle still needs to be vigilant. Viscount Gibran is not a benevolent lord. Although he is older, the majesty he once left on the battlefield is more intense.

Thinking of this, the elite guards of the castle cleared their spirits and came to the gate with their weapons.

"stop!"

The elite guard headed shouted: "This is the castle of Viscount Avilés, Viscount Gibran. Travellers who come here, you must state your identity if you want to get close, or we will attack!"

His words are of course not a joke~www.readwn.com~A team of cavalry greeted, but also a trained knight servant.

The long swords and spears had been picked up one by one, and watched the five gasping guys riding on the horse alertly, looked at each other, and lowered the weapon in their hands a few points.

Look, these guys are not like attackers or robbers.

"We...we..."

The captain of the militia headed was a little nervous.

However, for the safety of the village, we still stepped up and shouted: "We are the militia in Nali Village. This evening, a mercenary group came to our village to stay and we were afraid of accidents, so come and report!"

"Mercenary regiment?"

On the gate, several guard captains also looked at each other.

Nari Village is indeed one of several villages affiliated to Avilésborg, but on weekdays there is also a duty to search for news for the castle. It is just the so-called news, which is varied and depends on the villagers’ reactions.

It's just that I'm over here to report now, so anxious, it is estimated that there is indeed a situation.

I noticed some differences.

The captain of the guard headed also shouted: "Let them come!"

"Keep up!"

The cavalry greeted the five militiamen near the castle.

However, the main entrance of the castle is still closed. Only there is a shed underneath, which is considered to be the residence of the night soldiers stationed outside the castle at night. There are now more than a dozen guards standing with spears and watching them cautiously.

In a little while, the city gate opened a gap.

The captain of the guard came out.

"Master Knight!"

The five militiamen quickly greeted each other.

"Well." The captain of the guard was indeed a knight, but he frowned and looked at them and asked, "What's the matter? Isn't it normal for a mercenary to stay in your village? How can you panic like this?"

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