Lord of the Oasis Chapter 168: .The shock of the vassal knight
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This is what shocked him, because even he didn't have these kinds of boots. Even when he went to the battlefield, he only wore iron boots. Now there are 40 cavalrymen, and they are all in iron armor.
And the horses under the crotch, all fat and strong.
Not at all like those lean, malnourished horses in Stone Pass.
Perhaps Baron Dylan's own steeds can be compared to those under their crotch.
"This is really Kant."
He swallowed, thinking that the first two sentries from Sentinel Oasis had not had so many heavy cavalry, and they were all elite, comparable to those in the Stone Pass, who belonged to Baron Dylan's vassals cavalry.
As a vassal cavalry, he is also a little unwilling.
But I have to admit it.
Actually, those 40 heavy cavalrymen were much better than them in terms of weapons and equipment, or the war horses under their crotch, and even the gap between the real nobles and the poor wanderers.
"Stranger troops, please stop!"
He swallowed, and although he knew it was Kant and Manid, he still did not order the gates to be opened, but instead shouted: "This is the territory of the Principality of Lions, the Stone Pass of North County, Baron Dylan. If you want to enter, please explain your purpose and give enough goodwill!"
The 40 heavy cavalry led by Kant looked like a sturdy elite force.
He wouldn't dare put it into the Stone Pass.
Without these city walls, it is estimated that the 40 heavy cavalry could not be stopped by the recruited peasants and armed militiamen, and they would be slaughtered one-sidedly, even if they joined him as a single vassal knight.
This is an absolute advantage in quality.
Hearing the question of the vassal knight on the city wall, Manid looked at Kant.
This is a diplomatic rhetoric.
It's also a way to identify themselves to each other.
Kant nodded to him: "You go."
"Understood." Manid responded.
With Kant's permission, he rode his horse forward, looked at the vassal knight on the city wall, and shouted calmly: "This is the second son of Cameron, the prince of the lion, the baron of the principality of the lion, Lord of the Naron Desert, Lord Kant!"
The vassal knights on the city walls have long seen Kant underneath.
There is a cold sweat on his face.
While sending someone to inform Baron Dylan, he gritted his teeth and said, "Dear Baron Kant, why did you lead the troops to the Stone Pass? Forgive my rudeness, you led the way. 40 heavy cavalry, entering Baron Dylan's territory, also have to go through a report and the approval of the baron."
Kant said to Manid: "Tell him, I understand."
"Lord Kant expressed his understanding."
Manid nodded and immediately replied and shouted: "The purpose of our visit is to conduct trade. I hope you will inform Baron Dylan that we will lead these 40 heavy cavalry only to deal with the extremely large number in the Nalen Desert. Gnolls, prevent the goods from being plundered, I hope both of us can understand each other."
After a few more words, the person who notified finally came back.
At the same time, there are also Baron Dylan and his vassal knights, all wearing chain mail, all of them are full of energy, and their faces are full of red. Compared with when Kant saw them, not only the equipment is newer, but also the physique is better. Sturdy.
Apparently they've been doing well these days.
Baron Dylan comes to the wall.
The vassal knight wiped the cold sweat from his face and reported all this in a low voice.
"You did a great job, go back to my housekeeper and get 20 large silver coins."
Baron Dylan nodded after hearing this. Although his face was expressionless, he directly reassured the vassal knight: "If this happens in the future, keep doing it. You represent the Stone Pass, and this is very good. "
"Thank you for your compliment." The vassal knight beamed, bowed his head in thanks, and stepped back.
Baron Dylan leaves him alone.
Instead, he looked down at the 40 heavy cavalry lined up a hundred meters away from the city wall.
A bit of surprise appeared in his eyes. He also looked at the full set of chain armor, the Salander helmet held in his arms, as well as the sturdy physique and majestic warhorse, with covetousness in the depths of his eyes.
Here's the heavy cavalry that he doesn't even have.
But he soon recovered and his mood is very stable.
"Open the gates!"
Baron Dylan waved his hand, looked at Kant below, and swept over the recruited peasants behind him, with a bit of indignation on his face and a reprimand in his tone: "That's Baron Kant, have you all forgotten? , this is our friend from Stone Pass! You dare not open the city gate, and if you don't open it right now, let our friends in!"
"Understood." Those conscripted peasants did not dare to refute.
They couldn't argue with that either.
As the pegs against the city gates are opened, the iron ropes pull open the city gates.
The two heavy wooden doors were slowly opened, and Baron Dylan also walked down the city gate, and came down with the vassal knights behind him, greeted Kant and the others in person, and said in a very happy tone: "Dear Little Kant, I feel like we haven't seen each other for a long time, and I'm so happy to see you again!"
"Nice to meet you, Uncle Dylan."
Kant has a sincere smile on his face, and doesn't seem to be angry because of what happened before.
The two chatted and walked into the Stone Pass, arm in arm.
Excellent relationship.
Behind him, Manid led the camel team to enter first, the bulging sack on his back made the smile on Baron Dylan's face a little deeper, but when he swept the 40 heavy cavalry without leaving a trace At that time, in the deepest part of his eyes, there was a bit of fear.
The stone pavement of Stone Pass has been swept away, at least the filth is gone.
Poor people with colorful faces are still staying in the grass huts on either side.
Seeing Kant and Baron Dylan riding their horses, they looked at each one with a blank expression, just casually bending over to caress their chest and salute. There was not much so-called sincerity at all, as if they were coping.
Baron Dylan didn't see it either.
These lowly poor people are nothing to him at all.
Back to the mansion built next to the mountains, the soldiers guarding the gate came and led Baron Dylan's warhorse.
A servant also came to help lead Kant's warhorse.
"No more."
Kant declined, turned his head to the Salander rider behind him and said, "Come and lead the horses to the stables, there is no need for so many people to follow me, at the Stone Pass, Uncle Dylan's territory, it is very safe. "
"Haha, of course, little Kant, you can take this as your territory!"
Baron Dylan laughed.
The Salander riders were automatically divided into two groups, with 30 leading the warhorses and following the servants to the stables behind, while the remaining 10 stood behind Kant, apparently following him as guards.
Baron Dylan didn't care either, and waved his hand: "Come in, everyone seems to be a good boy."
"Of course." Kant nodded with a chuckle.
However, he also arranged for Manid: "Manid, you go and deliver the goods with Uncle Dylan's caravan leader." He said with a slightly apologetic smile on his face: "This time with It may be a little troublesome if there are more quantities.”
"Hahaha, I'm not afraid of trouble!" Baron Dylan laughed.
The more goods he brings, the more he earns.
The profit from the last batch of fine white salt made him so excited that he didn't sleep all night.
"I asked someone to arrange dinner." Baron Dylan said, holding Kant's arm like an elder, and the smile on his face became more and more bright: "If you can come earlier, I can hold a welcome party for you. The banquet is over, but tomorrow I will also invite the famous gentlemen of Stone Pass to formally hold a grand banquet."
"Thank you so much." Kant pulled out his hand without leaving a trace, with a smile on his face.
Walk into the slightly depressed mansion.
This building was actually built to the size of a small fortress.
Although it is not as tall as a castle, with the complete defense facilities and the narrow gateway, only a few hundred elite soldiers are enough to defend the official residence and ensure that the stone pass can last until the last moment.
Enter the original Lord's Hall.
The torches were lit one by one and inserted into the blackened stone wall next to them.
On both sides of the long table in the hall, on the main seat of the lord, and the table of the guest seat opposite, there is also a silver three-pronged candlestick, and the three candles on it are lit and released. Steady and commanding light.
"Are you missing something?"
Baron Dylan laughs and invites Kant and the 10 Salander riders to their seats.
At the same time, he brought his own vassal knights to the seat~IndoMTL.com~ said to Kant with a smile: "This is a silver candlestick bought in South County, and these beeswax candles are all in our North County. A rare luxury, but you are the son of Archduke Cameron, and you should have seen these things a lot."
"Very good." Kant nodded with a smile, sniffing lightly between his nose, but his brows were slightly wrinkled.
"What's wrong?" Baron Dylan noticed his frowning brow, the smile on his face subsided slightly, and he frowned and asked: "Little Kant, did you find something?"
"Beeswax candles?" Kant asked.
Baron Dylan looked a little embarrassed. He turned his head and glanced at the chubby and bewildered butler next to him. He had an answer in his heart, but he nodded and said, "Yes, when I was buying, the merchant from Nan County told me that this is the most Chun is also the favorite beeswax candle used by the nobles of Nanjun at banquets.”
"Well, Uncle Dylan, maybe you bought a not-so-pure beeswax candle." Kant shrugged slightly.
And Baron Dylan wondered: "Is it a fake?"
"No, this is indeed a beeswax candle." Kant shook his head and frowned: "But the texture is not pure. It should be the wax liquid that melted after the original beeswax candle was burned. After being collected, it was heated and melted and reprocessed. You can tell from the light and the slight pungent smell of burning candles that they are fakes made by those merchants.”
"These nasty ghosts from South County dare to lie to me!" Baron Dylan seemed to be very angry.
Kant's expression is regretful, with regret on his face: "This is a small trick of the businessmen in Nan County, and it is a scam. I didn't expect Uncle Dylan, you also met."
PS: To make up the fourth chapter, I read the book review area yesterday, and I was in a bad mood. Ha, I adjusted myself a bit, and it was a relief. Continue to work hard to code words today, at least I can write this book without too much trouble, and it is good to strive for early quality products.