Lord of the Oasis Chapter 387: .Misunderstanding of yin and yang

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

But 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 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 to generate income.

Only a guest here.

There are too many people.

The knight as the captain of the guard frowned and whispered: "More than 5oo cavalry, that's a lot."

More than a lot, these militiamen don't have much concept, but for this knight who came from a noble family in the East County, he of course understands that if these 500 cavalrymen take the opportunity to attack Aviles Fort, they are not small. event.

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

What's more, among these cavalry, there are also knight attendants.

Even a knight!

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

It's no small matter.

The knight's mind flashed a bit of happiness.

"You are waiting here."

A moment of contemplation.

He gave orders to 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 this kind of thing, and he had to tell Viscount Gibran.

Return to the castle.

He hurried to the room where Viscount Gibran was.

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

According to the usual habits, Viscount Gibran will fall asleep around 1o:3o, and 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.

"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, in the village of Nali, south of the castle, I have encountered something difficult, and I can't make a decision, so I hope you can give me some clarification. ."

There is a slight silence in front of the door.

Only the guards wearing chainmail 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, come in and talk, What happened to Nali Village."

"Yes."

Bertram nodded before pushing open the door.

And a burly figure with a gray hair in a noble 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 more After a few years of vicissitudes, he is like an old lion, with extraordinary power, but he is 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!

"Hmm."

Nodding slightly, Viscount Gibran waved to show no more politeness.

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

"That's right." Bertram nodded, "Here comes a group of mercenaries."

"Continue." Viscount Gibran remained calm.

"They are all cavalry, with unfamiliar faces. The number is between 500 and 600. The militiamen of Nali Village noticed something was wrong and came to the castle to report first by taking advantage of the night."

Bertram detailed: "A cavalry mercenary regiment never seen before."

"It was fun"

Viscount Gibran narrowed his eyes slightly.

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

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

"The Stormtroopers..."

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 strange mercenary group, there should not be many knights and servants, and most of them are ordinary cavalry. "

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

"Not much like the traditional cavalry of the Principality..."

Bertram hesitates.

After thinking about it, he said solemnly: "The horse is a relatively strong horse, he is wearing iron-inlaid leather armor, a linen robe is covered, and the weapon is a spear of about 2 meters, as well as a leather round shield, and a waist. The machete in between."

Gibran said: "Look at this outfit, it looks like a barbarian on the western wasteland."

Bertram nodded slightly in surprise: "Indeed, it is very similar to those barbarians, especially the machete. Those barbarian cavalrymen like to use this kind of thing."

What they are talking about is, 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 common in the wilderness in the way of tribes.

However, there are also human beings, but without the civilized degree of the Lion Principality and the Silver Plate 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 humans in the western wasteland barbarians, and regard them as barbarians that are almost the same as aliens.

Gather as a group to keep warm.

Form unique forces.

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 loot the East County.

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

There is no level of clan 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 East Commander obviously 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 much skill.

Viscount Gibran, as the leader of the Eastern County, has naturally fought several times with the barbarians in the wilderness.

"If you think so."

Bertram pondered slightly.

But 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!"

"Maybe."

Viscount Gibran nodded.

This is not unusual.

Those barbarians in the wasteland, after all, are also human beings, and are inherently more intelligent than aliens.

It is possible to learn even without civilization.

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.

Most critical.

Those barbarians did.

In the past, they sent people to learn secretly, but they didn't get the connection between the lion Principality and the nobles of the human kingdoms. They rashly came to study as fugitive slaves. In the end, the nobles felt that they all seized the generals. The purpose was interrogated.

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

Although not critical.

It still successfully changed the military structure of the barbarians.

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

Snowman, for example, has become a slave of the barbarians, and will fight as a servant army whenever they charge into battle.

That is, the cannon fodder composed of the poor people in the human kingdom ~IndoMTL.com~ can not be careless. "

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

He pondered slightly, he looked at Bertram, whom he admired most, and said solemnly to this 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 is blown.

Slightly hurried, is the calling horn of Fort Avilés.

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

Including Viscount Gibran.

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

"Let's go!"

The front finger of the longsword.

Horse steeds forward, this unit is fast out.

Although I didn't bring more people, this troop alone is not something that ordinary barbarian cavalry can resist. After all, all the heavy cavalry in chain mail are knight attendants, trained to charge and fight in close combat. Elite, one of the main forces on the battlefield of the Principality of Lions!

Viscount Gibran is confident, and with the troops he leads, even if they don't gain trust with the other party, they can be at peace with each other. After all, the hard power is here.

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

Three of them are also 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 can even destroy the enemy.

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

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