The banquet finally came to an end, the guests left, and the vassal knights were quarantined again.
However, in the hall, those ambush soldiers from the East County Territory stayed here alone with Baron Dylan, all of them slumped on the chairs with ashen faces, losing their former expressions.
Nearby, Swadian infantrymen with swords and shields surrounded them.
His fierce eyes were full of indifference to life.
They are all elite soldiers.
A veteran who has been on the battlefield, seen blood, killed people, and doesn't take human life seriously!
These came from the East County Territory, so the elite ambush soldiers could detect them, so they chose to surrender quickly, so as not to be slaughtered here by these veterans.
Although loyal to Countess Agatha of the East County.
But there's no need to lose your life here.
What's more.
The group of guys turned their heads to look at Baron Dylan, who was sitting next to him in the corner and was still drinking ale. His eyes were full of hatred, and he gritted his teeth.
This damned Dylan who was going to be chopped up and fed to the dogs!
How dare you betray Countess Agatha!
"It's really..."
The four big knights also gritted their teeth. Seeing Baron Dylan not even looking at him, he couldn't help but resentfully said, "I thought he really took refuge, but I didn't expect that we would be captured so easily."
"But you can resist."
Baron Dylan spoke drunkenly.
He drank a lot of malt wine, probably half a barrel, so his cheeks were already flushed. Looking at the four great knights of the East County leader and the ambush soldiers, he couldn't help showing a mocking smile: "Don't...don't be here. I'm making an excuse here, if you could resist, you would have died in battle long ago, if you can talk to me alive, didn't you choose to surrender?"
"You!" The grumpy one among the four big knights wanted to stand up.
"calm."
But there was still someone calmly pulling him back.
Sweeping around the entire 30 great knights guarding them, a sense of powerlessness suddenly appeared from the bottom of their hearts. In fact, they really had no way to refute what Baron Dylan said.
If they could resist, they would have resisted a long time ago, and would they wait obediently like quails until now
But they did not dare.
In the entire East County, there are not 10 great knights, both old and young, who are on the surface plus secretly, plus the great knights carefully cultivated by the aristocratic families.
There are now 4 here.
But they face it.
Not 1 and 2.
Not 3 4 5 either.
It was a total of 30 great knights, who were of the same level as them, or even stronger, all in their prime, and they were all great knights who had fought on the battlefield and possessed extraordinary power!
Then how do the four of them fight against each other, and how do they have the confidence to fight against each other
Sitting sadly on a chair.
There was nothing they could do.
For the ambush soldiers who have been disarmed and are also sitting in chairs or corners, they have no intention of continuing to encourage and break out of the encirclement. They just sigh softly and smile wryly at each other.
As soon as he came in, he was surrounded, completely in the hands of others, and there was nothing to resist.
"Smart move."
Kant smiled.
Appreciate their choice of quiet surrender: "In general, your actions will give you a long life."
"Heh." This almost joke-like joke only made these elites of the Eastern Commandery smile wryly. After all, they are captives and humble existences. If they bow their heads and choose to live under extreme dominance, they will of course live a long life.
It's just that the dignity and honor they once had disappeared along with their lives.
There is no dignity or honor for those who surrender.
"alright."
Kant smiled lightly and sat on the main seat: "Come back to business." Looking at these great knights and the apparently elite ambush soldiers, he asked calmly, "Why did you come to my banquet? If I remember correctly , Your lord, Countess Agatha, should be my aunt."
"That's right." One of the four great knights replied.
In their view, they have been betrayed by Baron Dylan, and there is nothing to hide at present: "Baron Kant, your salt mine is so coveted that no one can ignore it, and even your aunt, Ms. Agatha Earl, I am also eager to get your salt mine."
Kant nodded: "Very well, I am very satisfied with your answer, it is true."
"certainly."
Among the four great knights, the middle-aged man who was obviously the leader smiled wryly.
Looking at Kant and the watchful guards around him, he completely let go of his vigilance, picked up the food left on the long table, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it, and said calmly at the same time: "Besides this, the barren rocky pass is even more The Nalun Desert, which is like a forbidden land, has no meaning at all."
"The truth." Kant smiled and turned his head to order: "Give him a glass of malt wine."
"yes."
A Swadian knight responded.
Soon, he brought a glass of malt wine to the side and placed it next to the great knight.
"Thank you very much for your generosity, Baron Kant." The great knight nodded his thanks, devoured a few pieces of fresh barbecue, and drank the glass of malt wine in one gulp. Then he took a breath and said with satisfaction: "From I have come all the way to the camp of Death Penalty Mountain, and today I have enjoyed a big meal."
"Want to eat, I can guarantee you enjoy these big meals every day."
Kant smiled.
The big knight asked back: "Yes?"
"In my name, of course." Kant nodded.
"this…"
The big knight pondered slightly.
But before he could answer, the big knight next to him hummed anxiously.
And the surrounding ambush soldiers who put down their weapons and surrendered looked at the great knight in horror, with disbelief in their eyes, but deep in their eyes, there was still a bit of longing.
Since they chose to surrender, they were of course panicked about their future.
The other 3 great knights have their own minds.
These elite soldiers also have their own minds.
"Stay here, even if you resist, you can't resist, and even that woman, Agatha, can still be stronger than the current Kant? Don't be stupid, what is shown in front of you now is not the woman Agasa who can resist the power of!"
But just behind, Baron Dylan spoke drunkenly.
He was originally sitting on a chair.
Now his face was flushed, looking at these great knights and the elite soldiers of the East County, he couldn't help laughing: "You all think Kant is a waste, but who would have thought that he would be deceived by this young man in the end."
"Baron Dylan, what do you mean?"
Kant asked rhetorically.
"I am willing to help." Baron Dylan blushed and shrugged indifferently: "I was loyal to Princess Sofia at the beginning, and now I am loyal to the princess's son. There is nothing I cannot accept."
"That's good." Kant smiled and waved his hands: "Baron Dylan is very wise, isn't he?"
"I just know the time."
Baron Dylan smiled miserably.
He has now understood that as long as Kant has such force, not to mention Countess Agatha, even the entire Lion Principality is no match, even if there is a peerless background, it is estimated that he will compromise.
Kant is the second son of Cameron the Lion, and the second in line of succession.
If there is an accident.
That is tantamount to fighting for the throne, and it is a family affair of one's own family.
No matter who wins, the royal family members of the Lion Principality are still royal family members after all, and even their bloodlines have not changed. The only difference is that the former first-in-line heir has left the world forever due to an accident.
This is not unprecedented in the history of the Lion Principality.
Many nobles are not surprised.
It is only now that Baron Dylan understands why those real nobles are still silent until now.
Even though secret troops were sent to take over the Stone Pass, no regular troops appeared on the surface. Even now, the ambush soldiers from the Countess Agatha in the East County just called themselves East. Troops of the county.
As long as Countess Agatha denies that she is one of her own, she can be fooled no matter what.
These are the unspoken rules among nobles.
most critical.
Kant has shown his strength.
Those nobles who had no grievances with Kant may have to consider how to deal with the next battle for the throne and who they should rely on in order to obtain the greatest benefits.
Yes, they had in mind the battle for the throne.
Rather than a lord rebellion.
Kant was indeed exiled back then, but in name he was entrusted, and he had not yet given up his status as heir. If he wanted to, if he could, and if he was strong enough, he could inherit the status of Grand Duke of the Lion Principality .
Now Kant can indeed, indeed is powerful enough, as long as he wants to.
"Countess Agatha is not that good."
The big knight smiled slightly.
He obviously understood the reason, looked at the three big knight companions beside him, and said calmly: "We have worked for Countess Agatha for at least 10 years, and now I think we may be able to leave."
"This... this..." The other three great knights hadn't recovered yet.
"He who knows current affairs is a hero."
Kant utters similar words.
Clapping his hands, he told the knights beside him, "Let these friends go down and rest. I think there is enough room for them to rest in the Stone Pass."
"Yes." The knights nodded and made a gesture of invitation at the same time.
The four big knights followed in silence.
These are high-end military forces, and in Kant's view, there is still a need to recruit them.
After all, he doesn't dislike that he has few great knights. Although he can't really believe it, it can be regarded as a knife in his own hands, and it's really good to use it.
Especially when this kind of high-end force is still in your hands, it is even better.
There are many Kant's royal knights and lion knights.
They are all top level 6 arms.
But these arms can't help Kant manage the territory. In comparison, war is more suitable for them. After all, they are the arms that came out of the world of riding and hacking.
The extraordinary arms of these native worlds are different, they are nobles themselves.
Or local nobles.
Surrendering to Kant means bringing more benefits to Kant.
For example, the friends who make good friends with them, those nobles who can be contacted, can communicate through these guys, and finally surrender to Kant, just like a new round of enfeoffment, the nobles entrusted by Kant.
The core strength, that is, the arms of the world of cavalry and hacking, is firmly in the hands of Kant.
As for the power of the native world.
It is assistance.
Whether it is high-end force, aristocratic lords, or ordinary civilians, a protective net is formed around the periphery of Kant's rule.
When the enemy thinks that the protective net has been torn to pieces with all their strength.
Kant was practically unscathed!
"Let Baron Dylan go back to rest earlier."
He waved the order.
Looking at the drunken Dylan, Kant said calmly: "Let them think hard, I think they will make the best choice, after all, they are all smart people."
"Yes." The knights also pulled down the drunk Baron Dylan, and he did not resist.
"As for you."
Kant looked at the elite soldiers of the Eastern County.
Slightly frowning, these so-called elite soldiers are at most the same level as Swadian infantry, but their equipment and combat experience are not as elite as these experienced infantry in the world of cavalry and hacking.
In summary, there is no need to solicit.
"We choose allegiance!"
Those elite troops instantly understood.
Without waiting for Kant to speak, they immediately fell to their knees and chose to surrender.
But Kant rubbed his brows, waved his hand and said: "Let them go down and rest too. Since they are here, then don't leave. Since they surrender, it's okay, and they can always prove their worth."
"Yes!" The infantry left the hall under surveillance of the Dongjun lead ambush soldiers.
There is only a mess left.
And at the corner, those maids who were terrified came over and wanted to clean up the mess after the banquet, but because of the capable Swadian soldiers around them, they trembled and dared not move.
The banquet here is over.
"Each on alert."
Kant stood up again.
At the same time, he directed to Fatis next to him: "Leave the rest to you."
"Understood." Fatis nodded immediately.
"Be vigilant."
Kant still reminded.
"There won't be any problems," Fatis replied.
"Yeah." Kant left.
He needs to rest in the room of the mansion.
Just as the banquet is over now, the next mess should be handled by Fatis. As Kant's most respected general, his ability to deal with certain events is stronger than Bundak's.
The former crossbowman captain Bundak became the apostle Bundak of the underworld, but his force value increased dramatically.
The matters among the nobles are better handled by Fatis.
Of course, Rolf, who is also a nobleman, is also fine.
It's just that Rolf is better at intimidating and threatening, and the title of villain noble is not for nothing.
But in the current situation, the effect of Rolf's arrival is really good, especially when he rushes out of the Sangwaya Mountains, there are all flat plains in front of him. For this villainous nobleman, it is like a paradise.
The fast and windy desert bandits are not only suitable for desert areas, but also suitable for plains.
All cavalry.
And even they will spread Kant's reputation.
During the attacks and plunders again and again, most of the North County Territory was completely brought under Kant's control.
Let the nobles of the Lion Principality know that the second son of the Duke they exiled at the beginning has finally returned with absolute force value!
(end of this chapter)