In late June, the triumphant Black Cavalry finally returned to the north.
The army returned to the camp outside Bingyan City along the route it had gone north.
Looking at the familiar scenery in front of him, Colin felt in a daze that it seemed like yesterday that he followed Vera to try to dissuade Marquis Garcia two months ago.
The scenery remains the same, but things have changed.
At least, the army of 300,000 trolls has long been wiped out.
However, this does not mean that the North has calmed down.
Although Ke Lin has not yet entered the city, he has already keenly noticed the dignified aura hanging over Ice Rock City.
"Summer in the northern region has always been stormy."
Earl Dawson beside him looked at the gloomy sky and said pointedly.
Ke Lin took the wine bag handed over by the other party, took a sip, and handed it back: "Tell me, Ice Rock City or the Golden Lion Army, which side will send people to our camp first?"
"I guess Ice Rock City. What do you think?"
"I guess it's Ice Rock City."
"Boring!" Earl Dawson rolled his eyes.
Colin glanced at the dwarf count beside him with a funny look, and said playfully: "Then, let's guess again, which party's invitation will the Marquis accept?"
"I don't guess that!" Earl Dawson rolled his eyes again, very wary of the cunning son of the baron beside him.
Unable to detect the tendency of Marquis Garcia from Earl Dawson, Colin was not discouraged, rolled his eyes, and tried again:
"Then tell me, how should the Duke reward the Black Cavalry for such a great achievement this time?"
Earl Dawson chuckled, wondering if he heard Colin's temptation, stroked his beard and said:
"Your Excellency the Marquis already has nothing to offer. I estimate that the Lord Duke will share this credit with the generals of the Black Cavalry Army. Maybe there will be another Marquis among us."
When he heard the other party say the sensitive words "rewards are not rewarded", Colin stared carefully at the face of the dwarf earl, but he didn't see any clues from it, as if it was just a very common word.
"Then I want to congratulate you in advance! If you want to award a Marquis from the generals of the Black Cavalry Army, it must be you!" Colin congratulated with a smile.
Earl Dawson shook his head, smiled faintly, but did not respond.
It's just that I don't know if I'm pretending to be humble, or I don't care about this possible reward.
But Colin had already understood what Earl Dawson meant.
Apparently, the other side had already guessed how the Duke of the North might deal with the Black Cavalry—differentiation and wooing.
If Earl Dawson is indeed granted the title of Marquis, although this is a great honor, it also means that he will be independent from the Black Cavalry.
Moreover, as the Marquis, the Dawson family will definitely not be able to continue to be loyal to the Marquis of Garcia, and their allegiance will become the Duke of the North.
In this way, perhaps the Black Cavalry Army will be divided into two.
Since Earl Dawson can guess the Duke's possible means, will the Marquis Garcia not be able to guess
How will he respond
Ke Lin suddenly felt that this great victory did not eliminate the haze that shrouded the northern border, but instead made the hidden wind and thunder more violent and more dangerous.
"Master Marquis!"
Colin was still looking at the dark clouds in the sky and lost in thought, but was suddenly awakened by Earl Dawson's greeting.
Turning around, I saw Marquis Garcia leading a group of people standing behind them.
"Lord Marquis!" Colin quickly turned his head and saluted.
Marquis Garcia nodded to the two, then pointed to a middle-aged man following behind him and said to Colin:
"Colin, this is the Knight of Shire. He and the twenty-seven warriors behind were seriously injured in this battle and are about to retire.
But, I hope you can give them a job so they don't waste the rest of their lives in the fields. "
"Of course! It's my pleasure!"
Colin only felt a strong joy rushing straight into his mind, making everything in front of him seem unreal.
The value of veterans, especially the value of veterans retired from the Black Cavalry Army, cannot be measured by money at all!
Colin had realized before that if he wanted to occupy a place in this world, he must have an elite army.
After the baptism of this battle, Colin has been deeply fascinated by cavalry.
However, although he followed Marquis Garcia all the way, Colin already had a lot of experience in cavalry warfare, but Colin was at a loss for cavalry training.
And at this time, Marquis Garcia presented such a great gift!
Although these twenty-eight veterans could not go to the battlefield, they were good enough to serve as cavalry instructors.
They will be the seeds of Colin's dream cavalry!
Until the knight of Shire swore allegiance to Colin under the signal of Marquis Garcia, Colin was still immersed in the excitement and did not fully recover.
It was only then that he noticed that the Shire knight's right thumb was broken at the root. This injury was not particularly serious, but for a knight, it meant the end of his career.
Because without his thumb, he couldn't hold any swords.
"choke!"
Colin drew out his long sword, tapped the Shire knight's shoulder, and accepted the opponent's allegiance.
He was not disappointed because the Shire knight could no longer hold the sword. On the contrary, in his opinion, the value of this knight was completely inestimable.
Even if there are a group of fourth- and fifth-tier knights standing in front of him, he would rather choose Shire.
Earl Dawson watched all this quietly with deep meaning in his eyes.
After Colin comforted the Shire knight and the other twenty-seven retired soldiers, he finally calmed down.
At this time, the thought that had been bothering him before came up again.
This time, he could no longer suppress this thought, but asked Marquis Garcia directly:
"Master Marquis, I can't repay you for your help! But, I want to know... I am the son of a little baron, how can He De be taken care of by you so much?"
Hearing this question, Earl Dawson, Knight Shire and others retreated tactfully.
Marquis Garcia looked at Colin with a serious face, suddenly smiled, and said a completely irrelevant thing: "Vera has a good impression of you."
"Huh?" Colin was taken aback.
"I saw that she had a diamond earring in your hand before, did she give it to you?"
Colin blinked blankly, remembering that he had taken out that pair of earrings to play with during the march with the Black Cavalry, but he did not expect to be seen by Marquis Garcia.
Obviously, Marquis Garcia misunderstood.
However, Ke Lin would not tell the other party that the earring was a souvenir he took from Vera by taking the opportunity of "dying", rather than a "love token" given to him by Vera.
Seeing that Colin did not answer, Marquis Garcia thought that the other party had acquiesced, so he asked, "Then do you like her?"
Collin was a little messed up.
He never expected that the God of Death, who had just buried an army of 300,000 trolls with his own hands, would suddenly care about such small matters of love and love.
Thinking that Marquis Garcia, as Vera's uncle, might just care about his niece, Colin nodded and said, "Miss Vera is noble and kind-hearted, so I naturally admire her very much."
Marquis Garcia's smile was a bit complicated, and he said lightly:
"I am Vera's biological father."
"Clam?"
(end of this chapter)