Black Iron Crown

Waxey left the room, Leiner was a little confused, and all the previous doubts were resolved.

But this also filled his heart with worries. He didn't fully believe what Waxey said, but he was also wary of Earl Redmara, and he couldn't help but worry about the fate of the future royal family.

Reiner knew that the current state of the empire was already in dire straits, ranging from a year and a half to as many as a year or two, the conflicts between the royal family and the lords of various places would inevitably erupt.

But for a while, he doesn't need to worry about it for the time being. Even if the royal family is very dangerous, it is estimated that it will be difficult to completely tell the winner without a year or two. There is nothing to attract them, so don't worry about the lords everywhere just yet.

His main concern was whether Earl Twarin would accept the price he offered, as he thought, and successfully let himself go empty-handed.

If it was Earl Tewarin's strength alone, Leiner was not particularly afraid. After all, the coalition army formed by Earl Zhebo was much stronger than him, and the combination of the two sides would make Leiner feel afraid.

If he can fight Earl Zhebo first, then it will definitely be a golden opportunity for Leiner, and then the entire northern border and Earl Tewarin's territory will also become his own.

Even Merkasha can become his wife very smoothly. The big deal is to exile Earl Zhebo. Before that, Reiner didn't think that he could defeat Earl Zhebo within a certain period of time, so he almost gave up on Merkasa. , but now, his hopes were once again rekindled.

Although it is rare to exile the father-in-law after a conflict in the past ten years, there were definitely many lords who did this before the unification of the empire.

Of course, the premise of everything is that Earl Twarin agrees with his plan. If he does not agree, then everything is useless.

On the other side, in a dense forest at the junction of the northern border and the inland of the empire, an old man wearing a gorgeous robe and possessing the dual identities of a monk and a courtier was looking at Horn on the back of another war horse panting. Jazz said: "We should rest for a while! The road here is too difficult! My body can't take it anymore!"

The old man looked very old. He used to be the dean of a large monastery, and later entered the emperor's court and became a courtier. He once assisted the emperor in carrying out religious reforms and held a relatively high status in the court.

His purpose this time is to come to Moreland Castle to confer on Reiner, and the royal family will announce to the whole empire that Baron Reiner Moreland has changed from a small baron to a distinguished one. count.

"I'm afraid not Brother Ryder,

We have been delayed for too long. If I delay any longer, what will happen? Just bear with me for a few more days. We still have seven days to reach Fort Mollander.

The old man was helpless when he heard the words. He already hated Earl Zhebo who blocked the northern border to death. If it wasn't for him, he would be sitting leisurely on the carriage and driving on the road, so why would he have to bear the bumps of riding?

Each of them was wearing thick cotton coats, and the northern region had become extremely cold in November, and the temperature could even reach below zero at night.

In this way, a team of nearly 200 people marched in the dense and deep mountains and old forests. The ruggedness of the mountain road that was about to be frozen was beyond their imagination. After walking for a full eight days, they arrived in the vicinity of Fort Guerre .

It has only been three months since Sir Horn left, and the changes here are not small. The crops such as wheat have been harvested, and everyone has enough food at home, and some can even be sold.

The militia reserve composed of serfs has already begun to prepare, but the daily training time is not long, only an hour, because they have other things to do besides training.

Reiner naturally knows the importance of cultivating land. Without agriculture, there is no stability, and without work, there is no wealth. He has seen this sentence in countless novels, and he deeply believes it.

Only when the output of agriculture is sufficient, everyone can have enough to eat, and there is a large amount of food surplus, can the development of commerce be promoted, and when commerce develops to a certain extent, the handicraft industry and primary factories will be able to operate. Life, the root of everything, is agriculture.

Therefore, even under such a powerful foreign aggression, Reiner still let his residents cultivate land instead of using this short time for training.

What if it's training? Indeed, the height of the people in the northern border is due to the addition of the Ridka nation, and unlike the Klade people, there are not many days when they lack food and clothing, so their height and physique are slightly higher.

But the same is true of the enemies they will face. How can it be possible to turn ordinary residents into brave soldiers in just a few months? Even the production of equipment is not enough. Until now, the soldiers under Leiner's command will not be able to have a piece of heavy chain armor!

The enthusiastic appearance of the residents busy in the fields fell into their eyes.

Seeing this scene, Brother Ryder couldn't help but nodded approvingly. He really deserved to be a descendant of the Moreland family, and the management of the territory was thriving, even compared to some remote territories of the royal family.

However, how could a group of them not be noticed when they suddenly appeared in Reiner's territory? When they had just entered the territory of Leiner, someone tipped off the local patrol team. After just a few hours, a piece of news that a large group of royal armed forces appeared on the territory was placed on Leiner's desk.

"People from the royal family? Didn't they just leave? Why are they here again?" Reiner looked at the document and put a bit of dried meat into his mouth, feeling a little puzzled.

"Isn't it? So much steel can't satisfy them? How hungry are they?" As if thinking of something, Reiner couldn't help being a little speechless in his heart.

That's my reserve for more than half a year, a full 30 tons of steel. In Leiner's previous life, the daily output of a small black workshop may be several times that, but in this era, such an output can already be called not small. up.

The entire northern border can only use these irons for a year. Of course, this is also related to the small population in the northern border.

After Reiner read the document, he ordered someone to prepare a small banquet to receive Sir Horn.

They are no strangers anymore, and there is no need to mobilize the crowd to hold a grand banquet. Although Reiner is not short of money for a while, it is always good to develop a good habit of thrift.

Four or five hours after Leiner ordered to go down, this team with the golden crown lion banner on a red background appeared under the walls of Fort Moreland.

For a while, all the important people in the castle followed Reiner to the gate of the city to welcome Sir Horne.