Lord of the Oasis

How dare the militiamen of Nali Village to hide the question from the knight in front of them, and they explained everything they knew about the situation, and even the village chief and the others told everything about the silver coins they received.

However, the knight, the captain of the guard, didn't say much.

The village can accept any outsider to rest.

For example, when the caravans traveled between the North County and East County leaders, or the mercenaries looking for a way, when they came to Aviles Fort, most of them spent money to stay in Nali Village.

After all, the financial officer's rights also include taxation, and spending money to stay overnight can also provide taxation, which is a good thing that can generate income.

Just the guest here.

Too many people.

The knight as the captain of the guard frowned and whispered: "More than 5oo cavalry, this is really a lot."

There are not many, these militiamen do not have many concepts, but for this knight who came from a noble family in the East County, he of course understands that if these 500 cavalrymen took the opportunity to attack Aviles Fort, it would not be a small incident.

Perhaps in the case of a cavalry raid, the guards who were not aware of it outside the castle would all be wiped out!

Moreover, among these cavalry, there are also knight attendants.

Even knights!

From the colloquial language of these militias, describing the equipment of those cavalry, it is possible to guess that it is close to ten, or it is possible that more elite troops are possible than they are currently guessing here!

It's no small matter.

A bit of happiness appeared in the knight's mind.

"You are waiting here."

Think for a moment.

He ordered these militiamen, and at the same time winked at the guards on both sides, watched the five militiamen from Nali Village firmly, then turned around and walked towards the castle.

He couldn't decide on such a matter, and he had to inform Viscount Gibran.

Back to the castle.

He quickly went to the room where Viscount Gibran was.

It's only 9 o'clock in the evening, and it's not time to sleep, which is one of the reasons why he dares to come and report.

According to the usual habits, Viscount Gibran would fall asleep around 1o:3o, and then he would hand over part of the night's work to the castle's steward and the knight on duty tonight, and he would not disturb him except for major events.

After all, this veteran who is over 60 years old is no longer young.

"Dangdangdang."

The door was knocked softly.

As the captain of the guard on duty tonight, he reported in a deep voice outside the door: "Lord Gibran, the village of Nali, south of the castle, has encountered something difficult, and I can't make a decision, so I hope you can give me some clarification."

There was a little silence in front of the door.

Only the guards wearing chain mail on both sides seemed to have no difference, standing upright with swords and shields.

a moment later.

A voice finally came from the door.

With a bit of hoarseness, exhaustion, and irresistible rigidity: "Bertram, if even you can't make an accurate decision, you must have encountered an important problem. what happened."

"Yes."

Bertram nodded before opening the door.

And a burly figure with a gray hair and a high-ranking uniform came out from the inside of the room and sat in the main seat, with a Chinese character face and a firm face, but the white sideburns and the old age lines on the eyebrows made him look a bit more. The vicissitudes of the years are like an old lion, with extraordinary power, but still helpless to the passage of time.

"Lord Gibran."

Bertram hurried through the door and bowed respectfully.

It is the owner of Fort Avilés.

Viscount Gibran!

"Um."

Nodding slightly, Viscount Gibran waved his hand to signal that there is no need to be more polite.

Sitting on the main seat, he said with a calm expression: "Nari Village, if I remember correctly, it is a village where caravans are often stationed. Did they see any strange troops?"

"That's right." Bertram nodded: "A group of mercenaries came."

"Continue." Viscount Gibran remained calm.

"They were all cavalry, with unfamiliar faces, between 5oo and 6oo,

The militiamen of Nali Village noticed something was wrong, and took advantage of the darkness to come to the castle to report first. "

Bertram elaborated: "A cavalry mercenary group I have never seen before."

“It was really fun”

Viscount Gibran narrowed his eyes slightly.

He obviously also noticed the difference in the words of this mercenary group.

After pondering for a moment, he raised his head. Although he was old, the aura of fighting bloody battles on the battlefield was like a lion fighting for life: "What about Count Agatha's Gale mercenary group?"

"The Gale Mercenary Corps..."

Bertram was slightly stunned, then frowned and thought, "It should be better."

His answer was a little vague, but thinking of the militiamen's words, he still said solemnly: "It should be said that it is absolutely not as good. In that unfamiliar mercenary group, there should be not many knights and servants, and most of them are ordinary cavalry."

Viscount Gibran asked calmly, "What kind of ordinary cavalry is that?"

"Not very similar to the traditional cavalry of the principality..."

Bertram hesitated.

After thinking carefully, he said solemnly: "I rode a relatively sturdy warhorse, I wore iron-inlaid leather armor, a linen robe, and my weapon was a spear about 2 meters long, as well as a leather round shield, and a curved waistband. Knife."

Gibran said: "Look at this equipment, it is similar to the barbarians in the western wasteland."

But Bertram nodded slightly in shock: "Indeed, it is very similar to those barbarians, especially the machete. Those barbarians' cavalry prefer to use this kind of thing."

What they were talking about was, of course, the wilderness of the far west.

It is covered with snow and ice all year round.

Occupied by aliens.

For example, orcs, gnolls, etc. are all common in the wilderness in the way of tribes.

However, there are also human beings, but without the civilized level of the Lion Principality and the Yinpan Kingdom, as well as the several principal kingdoms further south, they simply exist in the form of tribes, which are equally ignorant and uncivilized.

Therefore, the human kingdoms call the human beings in the western wasteland barbarians, and regard them as barbarians who are almost the same as aliens.

Gather as a group and keep warm.

form a unique force.

Although there is no alliance formed, various races and tribes also have internal wars, but occasionally when the frosts and winters in the west are too violent, they will form troops to come to East County to loot.

It's just that that little skill is nothing compared to the well-trained nobles of the Lion Principality.

There is no level of legion combat.

Although a few small victories can be won with the blood rush.

But throughout the ages, usually these coalitions of barbarians and alien tribes have been routed to the end.

After countless battles, the leader of Dongjun clearly has a high understanding of those barbarians, such as using a skinned round shield, and likes to use a machete that is powerful and does not require too much skill.

Viscount Gibran, as a famous general of the Eastern County, naturally fought several times with the barbarians in the wilderness.

"If you think so."

Bertram thought a little.

However, he suddenly raised his head to look at Viscount Gibran, and couldn't help but be surprised: "Could it be the barbarians in the wilderness? They have begun to infiltrate our Eastern County!"

"perhaps."

Viscount Gibran nodded.

This is not unusual.

Those barbarians in the wasteland, after all, are also human beings, and they are naturally stronger than aliens in wisdom.

Even if there is no civilization, there is the possibility of learning.

What's more, after fighting with the East County Leader of the Principality of Lions for so long, it has not been 3 years since the last war, and the whole line of being beaten collapsed, and he retreated back to the wilderness to lick his wounds.

Now that I feel the strength of the human race in the Principality of Lions, it is not surprising that I want to learn advanced military technology.

the most critical.

Those barbarians did it.

In the past, they even sent people to study secretly, but they didn't find the connection between the Principality of Lions and the nobility of the human kingdoms. They rashly came to study as a fugitive slave. In the end, the nobility felt that they all seized the purpose and tortured them. come out.

He even bribed some nobles with a lot of money and successfully learned something.

Although not critical.

But still successfully changed the military structure of the barbarians.

It is said that now, the human races in the wilderness have already launched their conquests, taking advantage of the skills learned from the Lion Principality and the Silver Plate Kingdom to conquer some low-level alien races.

For example, the Rat People in the Snowfields became slaves of the barbarians. Whenever they charged into battle, they would fight as a servant army.

That is, the cannon fodder composed of the poor people in the human kingdom.

"Can't be careless."

Viscount Gibran waved his hand, and still gave the order: "Gather the troops, let's go and see."

After a little pondering, he looked at Bertram, whom he admired the most, and said solemnly to the young knight who had not been with him for a long time: "Call your senior brothers, I don't want to have too many accidents."

"Yes." Bertram nodded immediately.

The horn was blown.

A little hurriedly, it was the calling horn of Fort Avilés.

At the same time, the gate of the castle was opened, and 300 knights wearing chain mail, fully armed knight attendants rushed out with long spears, led by 5 knights wearing more sophisticated chain armor.

Including Viscount Gibran.

His gray head was blown away by the cold wind, and scattered behind his old face, like the mane of a lion.

"let's go!"

The front of the long sword.

The horses under the crotch are moving forward, and this unit is going out.

Although they didn't bring more people, at least they couldn't resist the ordinary barbarian cavalry with this force. After all, all the heavy cavalry in chain mail were still knight attendants, elites who had been trained to charge and fight in close combat. The Principality of Lions is one of the main forces on the battlefield!

Viscount Gibran was very confident, and with the troops he led, even if they didn't gain trust with the other party, they could still be at peace with each other. After all, the hard power was here.

In order to ensure safety, his disciples have been brought over.

3 of them are still great knights.

This is his heritage.

At that time, with the cooperation of these 3 great knights, they can be worth 2oo knight attendants. If the enemy is timid, the combat ability of these 3 great knights will be able to kill the enemy and collapse.

In the male lion dukedom, this is already considered an elite force!

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