Wandering Knight Start: I have a simple data panel

Just after the New Year, Earl Connor has already lived in the barracks.

He knows what he relies on. From a knight to today, from a knight family with no background to an earl family, he relies on the military power in his hands.

The church therefore wooed him, and the king had to give him some face, so he could get along with both sides with Rockman.

The nobles laughed at him for being a church lackey, but he lived more decently than most nobles.

Earl Connor was very sober, including his cooperation with Derek.

He knew that the Holy Cross Kingdom could fall into decline, but it could not collapse, otherwise would he still have value to exist?

Smuggling, there is no border line, what is smuggling?

Selling the country, there is no country, what can you sell?

You find an indigenous tribe to sell to Rockman, see if they will buy it, they will just rob it themselves.

So while others were still enjoying the winter vacation, Earl Connor had already walked through the barracks.

Chat with the lower-level soldiers to understand everyone's thoughts and desires.

Then gather your vassal knights together to arrange the next task.

When Baron Balin appeared in front of him, Count Connor felt strange.

"Don't you dislike staying in the barracks? Why are you here?"

Baron Balin returned to the Kingdom of the Holy Cross, but he was not comfortable with Rockman.

Facing his old father, he licked his face and said with a smile: "I just got the reward there. The information you gave is very valuable."

Count Connor frowned and reminded his youngest son: "The information will be outdated soon. My army will adjust the defense line soon, so I gave it to Rockman.

You must remember what the foundation of our family is."

"Of course I know. You have said it countless times. Only with military power in hand can you get along with both sides." Baron Balin immediately recited the family motto.

He knew it very well in his heart, but...what does the family have to do with me?

"It's good that you know it. Since you are here, don't run around. Get along well with the knights under my command. It will be good for you in the future."

Count Connor did not discover his son's thoughts. People always trust their relatives more.

He felt that only when the family became strong would everyone have a way out, but he ignored his personal thoughts.

Baron Balin naturally nodded obediently, as he came with gold coins and fine wine.

Of course, he would get along well with the knights in the army.

In the future, they might have to set up their own camp, and these are all foundations.

...

The Holy Cross was completely slack, but Leopold's army set out in the mud.

The private army of the Bruno family built a very good camp, and there was never a shortage of supplies.

It was just that the winter was too hard, and no one wanted to go out.

A full 50,000 regular troops were stationed in several camps, only a few miles or dozens of miles apart from each other.

Once something happened, they could react quickly.

The generals who commanded the army were all carefully selected generals. They might not achieve earth-shaking achievements, but they would never make big mistakes if they followed the rules.

Even in winter, patrols between the camps of the royal private army never stopped. The soldiers complained, but they completed the tasks that needed to be completed.

On this day, it was sunny for two days, but today it was cloudy again, as if it was filled with lead.

The snow melted, and it was difficult to walk on the ground.

A team of royal private soldiers wearing leather armor and cotton coats were patrolling around the outer circle of the military camp.

The section they were responsible for coincided with the route of another military camp.

"Today should be Johnny's team patrolling. He said last time to bring me a bag of wine, and then share it with everyone." Seeing that everyone's morale was not high, the squad leader said loudly.

Sure enough, a bag of wine can best boost morale on this day.

"Squad leader is generous. I'll give you a piece of dried meat. Let's have a good drink."

"No problem, but we have to wait until we get back, otherwise if the military judge finds you drunk, don't expect me to treat you to a drink next time." The squad leader said with a smile.

When they reached the intersection of the military camp patrol route, the soldiers of this squad simply stopped and found a stone, which was just facing the wind, and the people of this squad huddled together to keep warm.

"What is Johnny doing? Why are you here so late today?" the sergeant complained.

But he didn't think much about it. This is the rear, and there are no enemies.

Local nobles would not smuggle through the territory of the royal private army, so it was very quiet.

It is possible that they were delayed by something, which is also a common thing.

Not far from here, Johnny and his team were advancing in the wind.

They did encounter some troubles. A small section of the road was rotten halfway, and they took a detour to get here.

"It's so damn hard to walk in this wilderness." Johnny complained.

He still remembered that he owed his fellow villager a bag of wine and agreed to bring it to him today. I don't know if the other party is waiting anxiously.

Seeing that they were almost there, Johnny couldn't help but speed up his pace.

If nothing unexpected happened, an accident happened.

A black dot suddenly appeared from the forest in the distance.

Before Johnny could react, black dots appeared one after another.

It took the other party several seconds to realize that there was a patrol here.

"Damn it, don't get discovered."

The person who came was the scout of the Leopold family. They were leading the way and cleaning up some troubles that might be exposed.

But at the last step, problems arose.

The scout rushed over, already pulling out a powerful crossbow.

Johnny's scalp tingled. He recognized the crossbow. In fact, these weapons of Mega Man are very famous. They also got a batch of special training.

"Run, run this way."

Johnny didn't even think about counterattack. The opponent's crossbow arrows could kill all of his men.

The patrol team's mission is not to fight the enemy to the death.

When encountering a situation, bring back the news, at least give a warning, that's enough.

Johnny took the lead, and his soldiers followed suit, throwing away their weapons and running.

The crossbow arrows are faster than people, and the few unlucky guys hanging behind were shot to death in an instant.

Johnny didn't dare to look back at all, and he heard the screams of his comrades from time to time.

Finally, he saw the familiar big stone, which was the gathering place of the two patrols.

Now, he can only pray that the other party has arrived.

"Save me, save me."

The soldier hiding behind the rock heard the noise and looked out: "Sergeant, your fellow villager seems to be here. He is running fast. Is he in a hurry to give you the wine?"

The sergeant also stood up, and then saw a crossbow arrow flying past the fellow villager and flying towards him.

"Fuck!"

He fell backwards and fell to the ground in a mess.

But he didn't care about the embarrassment, and he shouted while crawling: "Enemy attack, enemy attack, prepare for battle."

Johnny had already seen his fellow villager and rolled and crawled to hide behind the rock.