How dare the militiamen of Nali Village conceal everything they knew about the inquiry from the knight master in front of them.
But the knight, who was the captain of the guard, didn't say much.
The village can accept any outsider to rest.
For example, when caravans traveling between North County and East County, or mercenaries looking for a way, when they came to Fort Aviles, 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 who came this time.
There are too many people.
The knight, the captain of the guard, frowned and said in a low voice, "More than 500 cavalry, that's quite a lot."
Not only were there many, these militiamen didn't have much idea, but for this knight who was born in an aristocratic family in the East County, of course he understood that if these more than 500 cavalry took the opportunity to attack Aviles Castle, it would not be a small incident.
Perhaps in the case of a cavalry raid, the guards outside the castle who were not aware of it would all be wiped out!
What's more, among these cavalry, there are knight attendants.
Even knights!
From the spoken language of these militiamen, describing the equipment of the cavalry, one can guess that it is almost inseparable, or it may be a more elite unit than what they have guessed here so far!
It is indeed no small matter.
A bit of happiness suddenly appeared in the knight's mind.
"You wait here."
Think for a moment.
He gave these militiamen orders, and at the same time, he winked at the guards on both sides, keeping a close eye on the five militiamen from Nali Village, then turned around and walked quickly to the castle.
He couldn't make a decision about this kind of thing, he had to inform Viscount Gibran.
Go 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 go to bed. This is one of the reasons why he dared to come to report.
According to the usual habit, Viscount Gibran will fall asleep around 10:30, and then he will hand over part of the night's work to the castle's steward and the knight on duty tonight, and will not disturb him except for major events.
After all, this veteran who is over 60 years old is no longer young.
"Dang Dang Dang."
The door was knocked lightly.
As the captain of the guard on duty tonight, he reported in a deep voice outside the door: "Master Gibran, Nali Village, south of the castle, has encountered a difficult matter, and I cannot 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.
Finally, there was a voice coming from the door.
With a bit of hoarseness, fatigue, and unconcealed rigidity: "Bertram, if even you can't make an accurate decision, then you must have encountered an important problem. Come in and talk, Nali Village What's up?"
"yes."
Bertram nodded, and then opened the door.
And a burly gray-haired figure in honorary uniform came out from the inside of the room and sat on the main seat, with a Chinese character face and a firm face, but the white hair on the sideburns and the old age lines on the corners of the eyebrows made him look a little more The vicissitudes of the years are like an old lion, with extraordinary power, but still helpless to the passage of time.
"Master Gibran."
Bertram stepped into the door quickly and bowed respectfully.
It was the owner of Fort Aviles.
Viscount Gibran!
"Um."
Nodding slightly, Viscount Gibran waved his hand to signal that there is no need to be polite.
Sitting on the main seat, he calmly said: "Nali 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 are here."
"Continue." Viscount Gibran remained calm.
"They are all cavalry, with unfamiliar faces. The number is between 500 and 600. The militiamen in Nali Village sensed that something was wrong, and specially took advantage of the night to come to the castle to report first."
Bertram said in detail: "A cavalry mercenary group that has never been seen before."
“It was fun”
Viscount Gibran narrowed his eyes slightly.
He obviously also noticed the difference in this mercenary group in the words.
After contemplating for a moment, he raised his head. Although he was old, the aura of a bloody battle on the battlefield was like a lion fighting for life: "How about Earl Agatha's Storm Mercenary Group?"
"The Storm Mercenary Corps..."
Bertram was slightly taken aback, and immediately frowned and thought: "It should be worse."
His answer was a little vague, but thinking of what the militiamen said, he said in a deep voice: "It should be said that it is definitely not as good. In that strange mercenary regiment, there should not be many knight servants, and most of them are just ordinary cavalry."
Viscount Gibran asked calmly, "What kind of ordinary cavalry is that?"
"It's not very similar to the traditional cavalry of the Principality..."
Bertram hesitated.
After serious thinking, he said solemnly: "I am riding a relatively strong war horse. I am wearing an iron-inlaid leather armor and a linen robe. knife."
Gibran said: "Look at this equipment, it looks like the barbarians in the western wilderness."
But Bertram nodded slightly in astonishment: "Indeed, it is very similar to those barbarians, especially the scimitar, the barbarian's cavalry like to use this kind of thing the most."
What they were talking about was naturally the wilderness of the Far West.
It is covered by ice and snow all year round.
Occupied by aliens.
For example, Beastmen, Wolfmen, etc. are common in the wilderness in a tribal way.
However, there are also human beings, but without the civilized level of the Lion Principality and the Yinpan Kingdom, as well as the several duchy kingdoms further south, they basically exist in the form of tribes, which are also ignorant and uncivilized.
Therefore, all human nations call the humans on the western wilderness barbarians, and regard them as barbarians who are almost the same as other races.
Gather together in groups to keep warm.
Form a unique force.
Although no alliance was formed, various races and tribes fought internally, but occasionally when the frost and winter in the west were too severe, troops would be formed to plunder the East County.
It's just that those trivial skills are nothing compared to the well-trained nobles of the Lion Principality.
There is no level of legion combat.
Although it can win a few small victories with blood surge.
But throughout the ages, the coalition forces of these barbarians and foreign tribes usually end in defeat.
And after countless battles, the East County leader obviously has a higher understanding of those barbarians, such as using leather round shields, and likes to use powerful scimitars that don't require much skill.
Viscount Gibran, as the leader of the East County, naturally fought several times with the barbarians in the wilderness.
"If you think about it that way."
Bertram pondered slightly.
But he suddenly raised his head to look at Viscount Gibran, and couldn't help being surprised: "Could it be the barbarians in the wilderness? They have begun to infiltrate our East County!"
"K."
Viscount Gibran nodded.
This is not unusual.
Those barbarians in the wilderness are human beings after all, and they are naturally stronger than other races in wisdom.
It is possible to learn even without civilization.
What's more, it has been so long since the war with the Dongjun leader of the Lion Principality, and it has not been 3 years since the last war, and he was still beaten and collapsed, and retreated back to the wilderness to lick his wounds.
Now feeling the strength of the human race of the Lion Principality, it is not surprising that they want to learn advanced military technology.
most critical.
That's what the barbarians did.
In the past, they sent people to study secretly, but they didn't understand the relationship between the Lion Principality and the noble ranks of the human countries. They rashly came to study as escaped slaves, but they were finally discovered by the nobles. Instead, they all caught 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 it still succeeded in changing the military structure of the barbarians.
It is said that now, the human races in the wilderness have already started to conquer, taking advantage of the skills learned from the Lion Principality and the Silver Plate Kingdom, they have conquered some low-level alien races.
For example, the Snow Ratmen became slaves of the barbarians, and whenever they charged into battle, they would fight as servants.
That is, the cannon fodder composed of the poor in the human kingdom.
"Don't be careless."
Viscount Gibran waved his hand, but still gave an order: "Call the troops, let's go and have a look."
Slightly pondering, he looked at Bertram, whom he admired the most, and said in a deep voice to this young knight who had not been with him for too long: "Call your senior brothers, I don't want too many accidents to happen."
"Yes." Bertram nodded immediately.
The trumpet was sounded.
Slightly hasty, it is the summoning horn of Fort Aviles.
At the same time, the gate of the castle was opened, and 300 knight attendants wearing chain mail and fully armed rushed out with spears, led by 5 knights wearing more sophisticated chain mail.
Including Viscount Gibran.
His gray hair was blown away by the cold wind, scattered behind his old face, like a lion's mane.
"let's go!"
The long sword points forward.
The horses under the crotch moved forward, and the army set off quickly.
Although they did not bring more people, at least this troop alone was not something that ordinary barbarian cavalry could resist. The Lion Principality is one of the main forces on the battlefield!
Viscount Gibran is full of confidence. With the troops he leads, even if they don't gain trust with each other, they can live in peace with each other. After all, hard power is here.
To ensure safety, his disciples have already brought them here.
Three of them were great knights.
This is his heritage.
At that time, with the cooperation of these three great knights, they can be worth 200 knight attendants. If the enemy is timid, the combat ability of these three great knights will be able to kill the enemy to collapse.
In the Lion Principality, this is already considered an elite force!
(end of this chapter)