Lord of the North

A month after the banquet, Jason led Lang Nat and the three knights under the Marquis of Asa and stood on a hillside waiting on horseback.

And they were facing a small town in the distance. Jason was holding up a cylindrical telescope to observe carefully. People around him looked at the novelty in his hand curiously, not knowing what a thing was useful for.

This town looks much smaller than Iron Tooth Town, and there are not many residents on the street. In winter, they all hide at home with warm stoves and wait for the cold winter to leave.

There were more than a dozen soldiers scattered on the walls and sentry towers of the town, but the cold weather made them careless about the movement nearby, and stomped there with their arms folded.

"We still have to suffer here in such a cold day." A soldier on the fence complained to his companions.

"Okay, don't talk about this anymore, since Hodge Knight disappeared, the adults have become more and more moody." Another older soldier looked around, making sure no one was paying attention to them, and then said softly?

"Speaking of which, the Hodge Knight is so powerful, why did he suddenly disappear?" He remembered how the Hodge Knight smashed a boulder with a wave of his hand, and was very envious.

"Hey, there are many people in this world who are stronger than the Hodge Knights!" The old soldier waved his hand: "We are not in the business of these big men, we just have to do our job well."

"Oh, it's really not reconciled to just do nothing for a lifetime."

"Do as much as you can, and think about these unrealistic things all day long." The old soldier stretched out his hand and patted him on the head, reprimanding him.

The young soldier covered his head and said nothing. He didn't dare to refute the reprimand of the older soldier, and he didn't know where he was muttering.

"I just hope that I can keep this job, and that my family will not have to worry about food and clothing." The old soldier patted the snowflakes stuck to his leather armor and sighed.

Viscount Tours has become more and more arbitrary in recent years, and the policies he has implemented have become more and more harsh on civilians. If he hadn't been unwilling to give up his lucrative career, he would have wanted to sneak away from the iron tooth collar next door some time ago. went.

I heard that their new lord is very enlightened, and the policies they implement are very beneficial to the people. I am really envious of the civilians in the surrounding territories. If it is not that they do not want to leave their hometown, they are also afraid of sneaking out of the territory and being caught and executed. There will be a large-scale loss of population in these nearby territories.

"A horse team is approaching!" The soldiers on the sentry tower shouted while the two of them were chatting.

The two hurriedly leaned on the fence and looked into the distance. Sure enough, a group of about 20 cavalrymen was approaching rapidly.

"Sound the alarm and call everyone to the city wall." A man who looked like an officer came out of a room under the wall, glanced at the team in the distance and immediately gave orders.

He was tall and thin, with dark eyes, and the soldiers around him were a little scared when they saw his eyes.

It's better to do a few more preparations when you don't know the enemy or us, and it doesn't look like they are coming here in a aggressive manner.

"Is it the robbers in the territory?" The young soldier asked suspiciously. He felt a little ridiculous: "Could they be hungry and crazy? They came here to rob a town guarded by garrisons?"

"No, it's not like it." The older soldier said after observing carefully for a while, this group of cavalry carried the flags of other noble private soldiers.

"Lord Thee, it seems to be the private soldiers of other nobles." The soldiers standing on the sentry tower also noticed this and reported loudly to the chief.

"Everyone is on standby, don't act rashly." Tier, the chief officer of this guard, ordered decisively. If there is a conflict between the two sides indiscriminately, it will easily cause conflicts between the two lords.

At that time, they will be the scapegoats, and he doesn't want to lose his high and powerful position for no reason.

But for some reason, when he looked at this private soldier, he felt uneasy all the time, as if something bad was about to happen.

"Go and inform Lord Viscount personally that there is a small group of private soldiers of unknown nobles appearing around the town."

"My lord, they don't seem to have any plans to slow down." The soldiers on the sentry tower continued to report the situation of the incoming people.

"My lord, they seem to be attacking our town!" Then he yelled anxiously, because he saw that the group of cavalry took out their bows and arrows and aimed at their own city wall from a distance.

"What?" Tie hurried forward to observe, and sure enough, the group of cavalry took out their bows and arrows as they approached, as if they were going to attack the defenders of the town beyond their limits.

Before he could react, the cavalry shot out the arrows in their hands, but they were too far away from the wall, causing no casualties at all.

And then they just kept running, shooting arrows, doing it for nothing, if Tie could see the eyes of this group of soldiers, their eyes were full of fear and numbness, and their bows and arrows were not accurate enough , Not at all like a professional soldier.

"Archers get ready!" Tier ordered immediately upon seeing this. He couldn't wait until the people on his side suffered casualties before launching a counterattack. It would be too easy to distract the army.

"Let go!" Visually observing that the cavalry had entered the effective range of the archers, he ordered decisively.

Hundreds of arrows fell from the sky and covered the twenty or so cavalrymen. Because they didn't wear armor, they only wore a simple layer of leather armor, so they were all shot and killed by a wave of arrows.

"Ah, it worked." Jason said with a smile on the hillside in the distance.

"This is..." A knight behind him asked puzzledly, was this kind of action too redundant.

"There is no excuse, how can they intervene in this war?" Jason glanced at him and said with a smile.

"..." The black question mark on the knight's face, my lord, your words are too profound, I don't understand.

"You'll understand tomorrow." Jason patted him on the shoulder, turned around and led Lang Nat to leave.

Jason wants to use the Viscount of Tours as the starting point to provoke the noble war in the north. Without the help of the army directly under the royal family stationed in large cities such as Lucca, it is undoubtedly difficult for the Marquis of Garcia to stabilize the situation here.

Thinking of this, Jason remembered what Marquis Asa had secretly told him a few days ago, which surprised him even more.

"My lord, these are the arrows used by the enemy." On the other side, on the wall of the town, a soldier handed the arrows pulled from the wall to Tier.

"This is..." Tie looked at the arrow in his hand, why did it look so familiar?

Then he saw the pattern engraved on the body of the arrow, which seems to be the pattern on the noble badge of Viscount Tours?

This kind of arrow is generally engraved with the pattern of the noble's family crest, which is convenient for counting military achievements in war.

"Are you sure you took it right?" Thieu glared at the soldier dissatisfied and said gloomily. Could this guy take his own arrows?

"No, this arrow shot directly at my feet." The soldier said anxiously, eager to prove his innocence.

"We seem to have done something wrong..." Tie stared blankly at the arrow in his hand and muttered to himself.