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Chapter 391: The So-called Secret of Divine Artifacts
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Hearing the hoarse voice of Viscount Gibran, Kant laughed lightly with obvious mockery.
No one standing here was a fool. Looking at the figures covered in blood mist, he slowly nodded and clapped his hands. "I really didn't expect that the famous general of the East County, Viscount Gibran, was actually the devil's lackey."
"Oh, the devil's lackey? No, no, no, I don't like this term."
Viscount Gibran, however, was not angry at all.
Looking at Kant, he continued to say in a hoarse voice, "I only prayed in despair and then received the gift of the supreme power." He paused for a moment and grinned. "You should know this very well, right?"
"I don't know."
Kant shrugged. "I'm also very curious."
He was indeed curious about this.
Although the East County was close to the Senwaya Range, he did not know when the power of demons had appeared here.
He also did not know that the legendary general of the East County territory, Viscount Gibran, was actually a user of the power of demons. Moreover, looking at his current status, he was clearly a senior demon vassal.
He had completely grasped the extraordinary power of demons.
He almost didn't look like a human!
"Heh." Viscount Gibran reminded him, "You know, ten years ago, that bloody battle on the north bank of the Resniston River, I was miraculously won. It was a battle that established ten years of peace."
"The bloody battle on the north bank." Kant raised his eyebrows.
"That's right." Viscount Gibran nodded.
"I really didn't expect it." Kant shrugged.
Seeing that the red blood mist was spreading to the surrounding, Kant still said calmly, "So it was that battle. You used this evil demonic power to obtain victory."
"No, this is not evil." Viscount Gibran laughed softly, "Only the hearts of humans are evil."
"Indeed." Kant nodded in agreement.
This was the truth.
Viscount Gibran also stretched out his hand and pointed at Kant. Then, he pointed at his own heart. "Ten years ago, I sent a message to your grandfather, the previous Grand Duke of Leo, but no one came."
He paused slightly. Viscount Gibran's smile became even more ferocious. "Then, I send a message to your father."
He led the fallen knights behind him as they walked forward.
Slowly, he said, "But your father, the current Grand Duke of Leo, Cameron, also didn't come to help me."
The blood mist filled the air.
It was as if many faces were staring at Kant and the others in front of them.
It was like they were evil spirits that would never be revived.
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It was also like the souls of the innocent were trapped within and were silently struggling.
Kant frowned slightly. With the Power of King and the Divine Power, he was completely walking the path of positive energy. He was somewhat uncomfortable and repelled by the evil negative energy and the supernatural power of demons in front of him.
Bunduk's underworld power could at least be restrained. This Viscount Gibran's demon power was completely overpower to the point that it seemed to have be maxed out!
"Then, I could only lead a group of despairing fellows into a bloody battle. At the same time, I prayed, hoping that the God of War, Edmund, would grant me the power to turn the tide of the battle. However, nothing changed. My soldiers were still defeated on the battlefield and slaughtered by the elite troops of the Silver Platter Kingdom. It was as easy as slaughtering a lamb."
Viscount Gibran spoke.
"Then I became frustrated, regretful, and desperate. I prayed to any existence, even the legendary demon, just to survive."
As he spoke, his eyes were red, like an evil spirit in the night.
He stared at Kant, his mouth split open, revealing a hideous smile that did not look human at all.
"At that time, did you know, Baron Kant? That was really despair, but my prayers had brought me an absolute existence, it was willing to give me a chance to live, and at the same time, giving me this powerful strength!"
Kant still nodded calmly. "What a wonderful story. Please continue."
The distance between the two sides was less than 30 meters.
The blood mist was so thick that it almost blew against his face.
However, he was not afraid.
There was no sign of panic in his eyes.
Viscount Gibran was venting his emotions, he seemed to be in control of the situation. However, in reality, Kant and the others, who were still in a dormant status, felt as if they were looking at a fool.
They were looking at a fool performing a stupid performance.
The 30 Lion Knights all thought so.
But the performer did not know it.
Viscount Gibran was still performing.
"This power is really powerful. It has broken through the normal supernatural limit. As long as I have enough power, I can impart this power to my disciples. And in the bloody battle, I will obtain a stronger power!"
Viscount Gibran came before Kant with a sinister smile.
The distance between them was less than 10 meters.
The knight sword in his hand had already been thrown away.
However, a ghastly horn of white bones had appeared on his forehead. His face had turned purple due to the blood mist, oozing with blood. He looked more like a monster.
He looked more like an abyssal demon!
"Roar –"
He roared. It was not a sound that a normal human could make.
Then, he said, "Baron Kant, the reason why I said so much is to delay time so that I can remove the human body that binds me and turn into the Supreme Lord of Hell, the Lord of Sin, the Master of Flame, and the incarnation of the power of Flensas!"
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh –" an invisible gust of wind instantly appeared.
The thick blood mist instantly transformed into the outline of a giant demon's head.
The dense red light fused with Viscount Gibran's red eyes. It carried an extreme evil aura, like a raging fire roaring toward Kant.
"Die, Kant! This is the first step of my revenge on your father!"
Viscount Gibran laughed maniacally.
His figure was shrouded within the blood mist.
Behind him, in the midst of the red blood mist and the endless flames that erupted, more than ten figures that were flickering with red light rushed out. They let out monster-like roars as they charged towards the temporary camp.
Their minds were captured by this blood mist. They were affected by the madness of a demon, as well as the rage to kill everything!
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh –"
However, the sound of swords being drawn rang out.
They were retreating at an even faster speed than when they were charging forward.
No, they were not able to retreat in time. Instead, a few of them had been cut into two, and the rest were forced to retreat!
Even the blood-red demon head phantom in front of Viscount Gibran, which seemed to be about to devour Kant, was pierced by a golden and white ray of light, and then began to turn into nothingness.
"Puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff –"
The Sarleon Lion Knights moved forward.
The fallen knights stopped advancing, and many wounds appeared on their purplish-red bodies. Even deep wounds appeared on their chest, abdomen, and the space between their throats and brows.
Some of them could not dodge in time, so they started to slow down, and they fell to their knees.
The red light in their eyes disappeared.
Obviously, the dead could not die again!
The fervor and agitation in the eyes of Viscount Gibran, or the two-meter-tall, burly human-shaped monster, also disappeared a little. His sinister smile was faded. Instead, it was replaced by shock and uncertainty.
And a little fear!
Kant's entire body burst out with golden and yellow light.
The righteous Power of King and the Divine Power of justice condensed together.
It was the nemesis of all negative energy!
Especially the Sword of King in his hand. When he clenched it tightly, the golden light emitted from it, and it almost instantly dispersed the red blood mist around him. Even the phantom of the demon's head that was pierced through by the light and slowly turned into nothingness.
Viscount Gibran, who had already turned into a demon, took half a step back, his eyes full of fear.
"I'm sorry." Kant opened his mouth, he sighed helplessly. "I want to hear you finish those stories. After all, to me, your life experience is interesting, and even give me some inspirations. I was originally wanted to try to get in touch with you and pull you into my camp, so that I can conquer East County."
He paused slightly and looked at Viscount Gibran who had a swollen head, the sharp teeth in his mouth, and the skin with purple-red veins stretched out. He shrugged and said, "But it seems that there's no need now."
"Kant… Kant… Kant!" Viscount Gibran let out a wailing roar. Saliva dripped from the corner of his mouth. He did not look like a human at all. "I didn't expect you to have such power. You deceived everyone. Hahaha, you actually deceived everyone!"
"Yup." Kant nodded calmly. He looked at Viscount Gibran, who was standing in the same spot, his eyes filled with shock and surprise. Viscount Gibran, who was raging furiously, swaging his sword helplessly, and then a golden light shot him.
"Pu –"
The golden light was a concentrated positive energy.
The twisting power exploded on the demon body that was filled with negative energy. Half of Viscount Gibran's shoulder and his left arm directly disappeared.
That's right, it disappeared. His entire body turned into powder. He took a few steps back. He let out a painful howl, and the purplish-red blood flowed out. Only then did he realize that his arm had been cut off.
If it wasn't for the fact that Viscount Gibran's physical fitness had rapidly increased after he had demonized, Kant's sword strike just now could have directly destroyed half of his body!
"You… This power… is the sacred power of the Silver Platter Kingdom…"
The demonized Gibran's face was filled with malevolence due to the pain. His eyes that were filled with blood and red light were also filled with shock, "The divine artifact hidden by Princess Sofia… so it has already… already been obtained by you!"
"Divine artifact?" Kant frowned slightly.
His movements that were about to continue brandishing his sword paused slightly as he asked in a deep voice, "I'm very curious, Viscount Gibran. What exactly did you say my mother was hiding?"
"Ha, hahaha, so you don't know!"
However, what answered him was an arrogant and malevolent laugh.
Gibran looked at Kant with hatred. The blood mist around him became denser and denser.
A mysterious and evil power exploded in his body, and he instantly turned into a ball of red mist, rushing toward the southeast at high speed.
At the same time.
A voice was left behind.
"If you want to know, come to Mountain of Death. There is everything you want to know. Baron Kant, if you want to know the secrets of Princess Sofia, come!"
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Chapter 392: The Treatment of the Villagers After the War
The blood mist was extremely fast, almost as fast as lightning. In the blink of an eye, it had disappeared.
Kant stretched out his hand, telling his troop that there was no need to pursue. After his watched the blood mist disappeared on the horizon, he turned his head to look at the bloody figure that was still in the same spot, completely trapped by the 30 Lion Knights.
As Viscount Gibran left, the strange influence of the blood mist gradually disappeared.
The madness in their eyes also gradually faded.
They were rational.
The provocation of the weak against the strong was undoubtedly courting death.
Even in the midst of madness and brutality, facing the encirclement of 30 grand knights, these blood-red knights from Avilis Castle still did not put down their weapons or surrender.
Kant naturally did not care whether they surrendered or not.
He waved his hand forward.
He casually ordered, "Take care of them."
"Yes!" Beside him, the Sarleon Lion Knights who were already prepared immediately complied.
With a fanatical look on their faces, each of them held a steel shield and a knight sword and began to press forward into the encirclement. Step by step, they looked at the blood-red knights who were gradually retreating. Their eyes were filled with ridicule.
There were still 12 targets left while they were 30 of them. They were clearly had the upper hand.
What's more, these targets were all injured!
There were even 1 to 3 pilums stuck on their bodies.
Obviously, their bodies were pierced through by the pilums that were threw by the Elite Desert Bandits when they were attacking. Even if they did not get hit in the vital points and died, they were still heavily injured.
Their movements were stiff and slow. They were no match for the Lion Knights who were in full status!
After a few fights, there were only four of them remained on the field.
As for the Sarleon Lion Knights on the outside, only a few of them were injured. It did not affect the battle at all.
As for the blood mist that was still gathering in the field, it had been completely dispersed. Kant did not even have the intention to attack again. These knights from Avilis Castle were already panting and could not hold on.
Bertram was also among them. His legs were trembling, and his hands were tightly gripping his knight sword, but he already felt tired and weak.
Strong, very strong, very strong.
This was his impression to the Lion Knights.
His breathing was rapid, and the madness in his eyes had disappeared. But what replaced it was not fear and fighting, but rationality. That's right, he had now regained his rationality.
As the most intelligent disciple whom Viscount Gibran had once praised, he now understood the situation.
He also understood that he was the one at a disadvantage.
Bertram turned his head.
Beside him were his three senior brothers. They were also panting, but their status was better than his.
After all, they were grand knights. Their bodies were still covered in a faint blood mist. The red light in their eyes had not completely faded, but as purple blood flowed from the wounds on their bodies, their eyes were filled with fear.
After the enticement and inheritance of Viscount Gibran, these three grand knights had already completed their fallen.
They already had the demon bloodline in their bodies.
It would not change.
Even if they left Viscount Gibran's side, the demon bloodline in their bodies would not disappear, it would instead cause them to undergo a monster-like mutation. In the end. They would either turn into human-shaped demons, became violent and bloodthirsty and eventually killed by the authority.
Just like demonized creatures, the grand knights were completely demonized now!
Fallen knights.
Kant understood this.
The Sarleon Lion Knights from the Pendor Continent understood this even more.
After all, in their world, although it was in the end of magic era, extraordinary powers still existed. Therefore, there were still some void gaps connected the underworld and the Pendor Continent, which could seep out the power of the underworld.
And in the hands of some people with ulterior motives, this power became their reliance. Eventually they became the fallen knights who rampaged across the Pendor Continent.
Even in reality, the underworld invaders were also human beings who were eroded by the underworld power and eventually turned into demons. After all, the appearance of berserkers, avengers, and horsemen among these invaders were actually in human-like forms.
It was said that some cult rituals could turn the fallen believers of demons into demons.
The logic was mutual.
Looking at it now.
Viscount Gibran's transformation into a demon on this quiet night was not unexpected.
He had already turned into a demon ten years ago and accumulated the wealth of Avilis Castle. It was probably because he had obtained the power of demons. As for the Supreme Lord of the Hell, the Lord of Sin, Master of Flame, Flensas. It made Kant think of the demon in the ancient passage.
Aamon Qieke was originally sealed. In the end, Kant killed him with his large troop. In the end, even its body was burned into a pile of useless ashes.
And the broken rune sword became Kant's trophy of victory.
It was sold for a good price.
But as for the abyssal demon that appeared in the East County, the so-called Flensas, Kant had no way of understanding it.
He raised his head slightly and looked at the four people who were still persisting.
The blood mist had completely dispersed.
Other than the three people who had purplish-black skin and red eyes, there was still a hint of madness in their eyes.
The only young man left had a clear and rational look in his eyes. Although he was panting as if he had been forced into a desperate situation, he still used the defensive techniques of a traditional knight. It was very standard.
After pondering for a moment, Kant had made a decision. He waved his hand and said, "Leave that young man behind."
"Yes!" the Lion Knights immediately replied.
As the Lion Knights came closer to them, the necks of the three grand knights were instantly cut off.
A plop sound appeared. In the field, only one figure was still standing unscathed. As for the three grand knights beside him, their heads were already gone. Purple-red blood had already spurted out from their necks as they kneeled in the field.
The field that was originally intact was now filled with corpses and the thick smell of blood.
Blood flowed like a river!
As for the knight attendants who had been watching the battle, they had long fled from this place.
They had already realized that the situation was not right. Although they had sensed the power of Viscount Gibran, now that they had clearly seen the power of the demons, how could they not be afraid.
Each and every one of them rode their horses and fled even faster than rabbits. They had no intention of continuing to fight.
At this moment.
Bertram, who was still at his original spot, he was then brought to the temporary camp.
He was tied up with thick ropes, and there were ten Lion Knights watching him from the side. Although they were not afraid of the explosive power of the demons, they were still afraid that something unexpected would happen.
He was not ordinary person. If he still had power to fight, it would not be good to threaten the lord of Kant.
They were very considerate.
In order to ensure safety, Rolf checked the results of the battle and dealt with the battlefield. At the same time, he specially assigned 200 Elite Desert Bandit to stand behind the level 5 cavalry and the Sarleon Lion Squires to help guard.
There was also the village next to them, the Nali Village, which was under Avilis Castle.
It was also guarded by the other 300 Elite Desert Bandits.
No one died in the battle.
Only a few unlucky people could not dodge in time and their limbs were injured. Fortunately, it was not a fatal injury. After sprinkling the herbs specially made by Doctor James and bandaging it with two circles of linen, it was almost intact.
It was no problem for them to continue their journey on horseback, but they could not do anything too violent.
Nali Village was surrounded.
The old village chief, the fat financial officer, and the robust sheriff were now ashen faced.
The remaining armed militia had also given up resisting. They threw their weapons on the street one after another. Each of them gathered near the village houses with their families. They looked like lambs waiting to be slaughtered.
In the previous battle, more than 30 armed militiamen had died.
The rest were also injured, and their morale was low.
Even Viscount Gibran and the Knights of Avilis Castle had been defeated.
With these insignificant militiamen, even if they could kill the enemy, what could they achieve? The entire village might ended up be massacred. It was more appropriate to give up resisting and hand over all the silver coins as a token to exchange for a way out.
At the very least, even if some the villagers had to sacrifice their lives, the entire village would not be completely wiped out.
However, there was no massacre.
Rolf wanted to massacre this village.
However, considering the current situation, as well as Lord Kant's strategic plan for the East County, he gave up this plan.
Massacring was easy. Elite Desert Bandits were bandits who killed without batting an eyelid.
But in the long run, the gains would not be worth it.
It would stir up the anger of the people of the East County.
Or rather…
The noble and gentlemen of the East County, as well as the landlords, merchants, and commoners, would be estranged by this matter.
If some people with ulterior motives were to arouse, the entire East County would probably reject Kant. After all, this county had been closed for the outsiders in the past. If the government and business were to completely close off Kant, it would be equivalent to completely rejecting Kant.
This would also have a deep impact on his strategy of eating away at Kant.
When that time came, it would be difficult.
If he wanted to break it, he could only use absolute force to break the seal.
However, the rebound brought by violence would also make the rejection even more intense.
Even if Kant occupied the entire East County, he would probably not be able to remain stable for a few years. Unless he massacred the entire East County, but this was obviously not realistic.
He occupied the land and obtained the people mostly because he pursued dumping grounds and dumping people.
He used it to earn golden eagles.
Then, he would exchange it for denar in the world of "Mount and Blade".
This was Kant's goal. The so-called attacking and conquering the land was just a general concept.
Rolf was not a willful general. After giving a few orders, he drove all the villagers into the house. He did not continue to offend them. He only sent people to guard tightly and not let them move around freely.
The others cleaned up the battlefield. At the same time, they sent out cavalry patrols to scout the surroundings.
It was not suitable to stay here for long.
The scattered knight attendants would definitely return to Avilis Castle.
If they attracted the troops of the East County, they would be surrounded, and things would become utterly troublesome.
The reason why this battle could be won so quickly with such low causalities was also because Viscount Gibran had underestimated the enemy and did not expect Kant to have 30 grand knights with him.
If Viscount Gibran knew about this, with his's military ability, he would definitely bring a longbow team of several hundred archers to surround Kant.
Although grand knights were invincible in close combat, they were also afraid of the arrow rain attack.
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Chapter 393: Bertram's Realization
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On the battlefield, the Elite Desert Bandits walked past with a spear in hand. When they passed by the fallen enemy, they stabbed their necks and chests. After twisting half a circle, they pulled it out and continued to move forward.
This was a standard post-war method of cleaning up the battlefield. They were very familiar with it.
Stabbed the enemies one last time to ensure they were dead.
In this era, serious injury was equivalent to a miserable death.
Rather than suffering from pain and suffering, it was better to die directly.
As for those who cowardly faked their dead, since they had chosen the path of cowardice, there was no point in living. Anyway, when the Elite Desert Bandit walked over with a spear in their hands, they would stab every fallen enemy on the battlefield.
Not a single person was left alive, even if they were just the lightly injured armed militia.
No massacre was a sign of mercy.
But cleaning the battlefield was not.
It was a warning.
It was also a deterrent.
Since they had chosen to be enemies, Kant and his troop would show no mercy on the battlefield even after the battle ended.
As enemies, they had no right to live, because on the battlefield they were fighting with their own lives, either one of the sides was destined to be dead, there was no other way.
War was brutal and cruel.
At the center of the temporary camp.
Kant sat on a simple low chair made of saddle.
He rubbed his calves and looked at the young knight who was kneeling in front of him and responding to him in the most humiliating way. His face was calm, without any anger or fear.
Kant won this victory, and the initiative was in his hands.
And this young captive in front of him was like a fish on a chopping board.
This Bertram was kneeling in front of Kant as if he had accepted his fate, with his hands behind his back.
He lowered his head and let his hair fall down, looking as wretched as a condemned prisoner awaiting execution. But in fact, he was still relatively safe. At least he did not lose his life on the battlefield, which already showed that he had a reason to survive.
The cooperation now was one of the biggest reasons why Bertram could survive.
The wait didn't last long.
Outside the tent, the Elite Desert Bandit who had finished cleaning up the battlefield came back to report.
Rolf waved his hand to signal for them to leave. At the same time, he whispered to Kant about the results of the battle. Of course, Kant didn't say much about the expected glorious victory.
He just nodded and said, "I understand. Pass down the orders and do a good job of guarding."
"Yes."
Rolf accepted the order.
Rolf turned around and left. He called over the Elite Desert Bandits under his command and made some arrangements before returning to the tent.
The night in the East County was still quiet, but the sound of horse hooves could be heard. The Elite Desert Bandit groups that had scattered in small groups had already spread out, carrying spears and scimitars. They cautiously began to patrol the surroundings to ensure safety.
"There's no problem." Rolf reported with certainty.
"Very good." After arranging everything, Kant heaved a sigh of relief.
He turned his head to look at the captive who was still kneeling in front of him, he calmly said, "Alright, it's time for us to talk. As a mercenary group that has just arrived here, well, let's put it this way. We have no intention of attacking you, but why did you attack us first? This makes me very puzzled. I'm also very curious. What's the reason?"
"Why? Even if I said it was a misunderstanding. Baron Kant, you wouldn't believe me." Bertram smiled bitterly.
The reason for this attack was really a misunderstanding towards the barbarians.
"Mm." Kant shrugged. He still did not understand the truth of the matter, but the experience he had gained from the system, as well as the experience from his previous life and this life, naturally, he would not simply believe in the so-called misunderstanding.
There was a cause and effect, and words like misunderstanding could only deceive children.
"Hehe, misunderstanding is good."
Rolf laughed at the side. "This is indeed a misunderstanding."
"Ah?" Bertram raised his head in surprise. He had expected Kant's silence, but Rolf's temper and personality clearly exceeded his long-standing, gentlemanly thinking.
"This is really misunderstood."
Rolf smiled, his eyes filled with malevolence. "Then how about the battle? Is it really a misunderstanding between us, or did you take the initiative to attack us? We can let this misunderstanding go." he continued, "But how are you going to compensate us? After all, your attack gave us a fright, and we need to pay for the mental damage."
"Uh…" Bertram looked even more shock and confused.
The farmland outside the camp was still piled with the bodies of the people who had died in the battle tonight. They were all knight attendants of Avilis Castle and the militia of Nali Village. Their losses were extremely heavy compared to Kant's.
And now, he was unable to accept this so-called mental damage compensation.
But in reality, they were indeed the attackers.
They were the ones who started this incident.
"I can't make a decision."
Bertram lowered his head dejectedly but smiled bitterly helplessly. "To me, I'm only the captain of the guards, one of Viscount Gibran's knight apprentices."
"Your name?" Kant asked calmly.
"Bertram." he answered.
"I've never heard of you."
Kant shrugged. "As for your three senior grand knights, I've heard of them." After a pause, he rubbed his head and said, "I remember that ten years ago, they were also young people who were lucky enough to survive."
"That's right." Bertram nodded. "I was just a new apprentice introduced by Countess Agatha last year."
"A new apprentice."
Kant chuckled, "Your family background is quite good."
Bertram said, "It's all thanks to my father being the chief security officer of East County City." Pausing for a moment, he said with a bitter smile, "He was conferred the title of baron of the palace by Count Agatha."
"Oh." Kant raised his eyebrows.
Of course, he understood what Bertram meant.
A new apprentice who could become the famous Viscount Gibran in the East County would definitely have sufficient wealth and power to support him. Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to become the disciple of this famous general.
His father was the sheriff of the East County City, or the baron of the palace conferred by Countess Agatha.
Then Kant was not surprised, this young knight in front of him had wealth, strong family background and high status
This Bertram's status was probably even more honorable. He was no less than the son of an ordinary powerful baron.
Kant's mind spun quickly. Looking at Bertram's dejected appearance, he smiled. He had also thought that this might be Countess Agatha, his aunt, trying to interfere and probe in Avilis Castle.
Bertram's father was the sheriff of East County City.
He was born with the mark of Countess Agatha.
And he was also a baron of the palace.
In fact, he had spent money to buy the title of count from Countess Agatha.
It was usually done by merchants or landlords who had once been servants or vassals, such as the treasurer, sheriff, and even the butler of East County City, as well as the leaders of the subordinate trade caravan.
In other places, such people were called gentlemen and had honorary titles.
Baron of the palace was about the same.
In fact, in terms of actual status, he was even lower than baron of boor.
After all, baron of boor had fought with real battle achievements, and he still had real power under him. He had his own troops, and if he were lucky, he would be invincible on the battlefield, and he could continue to obtain the title of nobility with great battle achievements.
If a baron of palace wanted to level up, he would have to rely on the person who conferred him the title. He was just a servant who had the title of noble.
However, he could still represent that higher-level noble.
There were only two places that could be conferred the title of noble in the palace.
There were only two places.
The center of power of the Dukedom of Leo, Grand Duke Cameron's Lion Fort.
Or the East County that was independent of the Dukedom of Leo, the East County City of Countess Agatha!
Bertram opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end, he lowered his head and smiled bitterly. "That's right, Baron Kant. Your guess is correct. I was indeed a mole sent by Countess Agatha to investigate Viscount Gibran."
"Continue. I like this story." Kant nodded.
"This is not a story."
Bertram retorted in a low voice.
However, his voice was even more decadent. "After that bloody battle ten years ago, Viscount Gibran became more and more strange. He even started to become independent from the jurisdiction of the East County."
"He has the status of a semi-independent warlord." Kant said calmly, "I understand."
"That is indeed the case."
Bertram also confirmed, "He even rejected Countess Agatha's orders from time to time."
Pausing for a moment, he continued, "But coming to Avilis Castle, even if I become a newly promoted knight apprentice, I am still excluded from the entire system of Viscount Gibran."
"But in your body, there is still the supernatural power that originates from Viscount Gibran."
Kant calmly reminded, "The fallen power that comes from the Abyss."
Bertram shook his head. "I don't know what the Abyss is or what the devil is. It's too complicated for me. This is something from myths and legends. I only know that I should obtain extraordinary power."
"And you really chose this power?" Kant raised his eyebrows. "It's very interesting."
"That's right."
Bertram nodded disappointedly. "But I didn't know that Viscount Gibran would actually be so depraved."
He thought of that terrifying demonic form, and it looked just like the legends said. He couldn't help but sigh, "My three senior brothers have already been completely controlled by that evil force. Even I was close to this force and was actually controlled by Viscount Gibran's consciousness at that time. All I knew was rage, slaughter, and hysterical madness!"
In fact, not to mention him, even the knight attendants were also controlled by that force.
Usually, they only felt that it was motivated by Viscount Gibran's reputation, and he did not care even if he noticed it.
But now that he thought about it carefully, he felt a chill run down their spines. This was clearly a special effect of using extraordinary power to control the surrounding soldiers, and they fought to the death for it. It was truly an irreparable madness!
"So this is the reason." Bertram connected the dots and said dejectedly, "The truth of the victory ten years ago."
This was indeed the truth.
Only this kind of demonic strength could defeat the main force of the thousands of people of the Silver Platter Kingdom, instead of relying on a bunch of cowardly soldiers, a bunch of militia and peasant soldiers who were recruited in a short time.
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Chapter 394: Information About the Crimson Cult
War was cruel to begin with.
Well-trained troops with successive victories and high morale were the best of the best.
Unless they were met with a tragic situation that caused their morale to drop. Otherwise, they would be able to easily defeat the enemy in a normal battle with their unparalleled morale and their valor from the successive victories.
Not to mention the poor troops that were once on the north bank of the Resniston River, armed with defeated soldiers and peasant soldiers.
Using the poor troops that were on the verge of collapse to fight against the elite troops that had high morale.
Even if they fought with their full strength, there was still no way to explain how they could win.
Moreover, the commander of the main force of the Silver Platter Kingdom was not stupid. On the contrary, he was led by a famous baron in the country. He was unstoppable on the south bank of the river and even captured Nazaire Castle, which was originally under the jurisdiction of the East County.
This caused the East County to collapse, and they retreated to the East County City on the north bank.
They even had a plan at that time.
They had already begun to prepare.
The East County gave up the capital city, East County City, and led the remaining troops to escape all the way to Avilis Castle.
If they could not even defend Avilis Castle, then they would break out of the encirclement and retreat to the North County. At least at that time, the barren North County was not the first line in war, and it could be used as a place to regroup.
The battle situation at that time was so decadent that even the southern county, which was directly under the royal family, could not take care of itself.
Fort Vaulti and Fort Lobito on the north bank of the Resniston River were in tatters. It was said that more than 10,000 people had died.
Although the ones who died were mercenaries and armed militia, the real noble troops did not suffer many causalities.
However, the Grand Duke of Leo, Cameron, personally led the troops to launch a surprise attack. With the help of Baron Dylan, who had betrayed the Silver Platter Kingdom at that time and had held back the reinforcements, they finally won that victory.
Of course, the exact details of the victory had not been revealed. It was just that from ten years ago until now, they had lost many lands.
Many noble families also had many changes in their mind.
After negotiations, the Fort Nazaire of Countess Agatha located at the south bank of Resniston RIver was ceded to the Silver Platter Kingdom.
This was also the main reason why Countess Agatha and the Grand Duke Cameron had the biggest conflict. It was even the main reason why both sides were closed off, allowing the East County to be independent. They had not interacted officially with each other for ten years.
Because of the loss of Fort Nazaire on the south bank, the East County City on the north bank of the river was basically defenseless.
It could even be said that the entire East County City was wide opened, completely exposed in front of the front of the Silver Platter Kingdom's soldiers.
The key point was that even Viscount Gibran, who had once saved the East County and became a famous general, had begun to not entirely obey the orders. He wanted to become a semi-independent warlord within the semi-independent East County.
He also completely controlled the only castle in the East County Avilis Castle.
If it was truly independent…
With the military strength that Viscount Gibran possessed, it was likely that Countess Agatha couldn't do anything if Viscount Gibran insisted to. She could only watch as independence happened.
Although the East County City was the capital city and had developed its economy, it was not an excellent military city. Its military strength might only be able to protect itself. It was impossible for it to go on an expedition.
This was also the reason why Countess Agatha sent Bertram to Avilis Castle.
The art of political compromise.
It was to comfort and appease Viscount Gibran.
It was also to secretly warn and plant a mole to this famous general's castle.
Kant, who had already lived in this world for 16 years in the Dukedom of Leo, naturally knew very well about this method. These were the methods that the noble families liked to use the most, and it did not have many disadvantages.
However, no one had expected that Viscount Gibran, this old and famous general, had changed.
He had completely surrendered to the decadence of the abyssal demon!
The tent was silent.
Kant's thoughts were scattered, and no one made a sound.
They just waited quietly. Even Bertram bowed his head and knelt down as if he had accepted his fate. He no longer had the honor of being a knight. He was humiliated as if he was the most humble slave.
However, to him who was born a noble in the palace, this was not something that was hard to accept.
It was seen as groveling.
Once, his father, the sheriff of East County City, and his mother, who secretly controlled a trade caravan, had warned him that if he wanted to live, he had to grovel.
Bertram now felt that what he said was right.
As for the honor of a knight, it was useless now.
Looking at the grand knights surrounding him, Bertram felt dejected.
He did not know when it started, but there were so many grand knights who had mastered extraordinary powers existed. He once thought that it was scary enough that the three senior brothers of Avilis Castle were actually grand knights who hid their identities.
But now, there were a total of 30 grand knights here, which meant that there were even more grand knights than in the Dukedom of Leo!
Bertram's heart pounded even harder.
He thought of Viscount Gibran. He had transformed into legendary demon, which made his heart palpitate.
This was the fear of the unknown that came from humans!
"Interesting."
Kant's divergent thoughts had returned.
Looking at Bertram, who was kneeling on the ground and covered in cold sweat, Kant put on a smile. "The bloody battle ten years ago, there are indeed many secrets that we don't know. This is really interesting."
"Yes." Bertram only responded obediently.
"Then what makes me curious is," Kant finally got to the point. "The power of Viscount Gibran definitely did not appear out of thin air. There must be a reason. Then, do you know where this power came from or how it was obtained?"
"This power…"
A hint of struggle appeared in Bertram's eyes.
But he still closed his eyes and answered dejectedly, "Mountain of Death, the mountain where thousands of people were executed, has long been controlled by a religious force called the Crimson Sect."
"Mountain of Death, the Crimson Sect."
Kant heard this place name and nodded thoughtfully. "It's really interesting."
It was indeed interesting.
Previously, Viscount Gibran had mentioned this place before he left.
Mountain of Death was the symbolic peak of the East County.
Just like the Mountain of Leo of the South County and the Senwaya Range of the North County.
Moreover, when Viscount Gibran left, he said that if he wanted to know everything, he would have to go to Mountain of Death to look for him.
Of course, it would definitely not be a good thing if he went there. It was most probably a trap. Now that he knew that the Crimson Sect was secretly developing there, Kant would naturally not show up recklessly.
Even if his current army was powerful enough, it was not powerful enough, unless he mobilized the main force.
As for the Crimson Sect, Kant did not know what this organization was. Not to mention that he had only heard of the term and did not know anything about it. Even when he was in the academy, he had never heard of it.
As for associating it with the abyssal demons, Kant only knew that it had once appeared in the Dukedom of Leo, the Demon Worship Cult!
"They are the remnants of the Demon Worship Cult."
Seeing that Kant was deep in thought, Bertram did not hide it. Instead, he directly nodded and admitted it.
Although he did not come into contact with the core secrets in Avilis Castle, there were still some things that he could roughly understand. "In fact, Viscount Gibran's family has always been surrounded by the Demon Worship Cult. Although their faith is not strong, they have contact with quite a lot of people from the cult. They have also provided financial assistance. I did not expect that they would really come into contact with the existence of demons now."
"As expected." Kant nodded. This was not out of his expectations. Regarding the Crimson Sect, which was formed by the remnants of the Demon Worship Cult, he knew this enemy.
However, after the incident in the Senwaya Range, he didn't think that this was just a cult.
Perhaps there really was that so-called abyssal demon.
The Supreme Lord of the Hell Demon, the Lord of Sins, and Master of Flames, Flensas.
Perhaps it was a complete demon that had broken free from the seal and was still recuperating!
At that time, this battle would be much more tragic than the underground city. If there was no seal, the abyssal demons that could replenish their strength at any time would be enough to defeat an elite army of a thousand men without suffer serious injuries
Kant needed to pay more attention.
He frowned slightly.
He looked at Bertram and asked, "Did the Sect of God of War not react?"
"No." Bertram smiled bitterly. "The East County has been locked down for ten years. Although there is no ban on commercial activities, the officials are strictly restricted and ostracized. Even in terms of religion, they have been severely rejected."
"I really underestimated the East County's lockdown," Kant muttered to himself.
At first, he thought that it was just an official lockdown.
He did not expect that even religion had been strictly restricted.
Now that he thought about it carefully, perhaps the situation was not as he had imagined.
After all, traces of demons had already appeared in the East County territory. Even the most powerful general, Gibran, who oversaw a county, was a servant and lackey of the demons. That was the situation of the entire East County.
It was like the surface of the sea that seemed to have no waves at all, but there were undercurrents surging beneath!
"Lord." Rolf, who was listening by the side, spoke up at this moment. "Let's not go to the East County."
He said worriedly, "The current situation is clearly not as simple as we had predicted. Now, it seems that even the North County is not as complicated as the East County!"
"It is indeed very complicated." Kant agreed.
However, his eyes narrowed slightly. "We still have to go to the East County City."
Rolf said anxiously, "But…"
"There's no 'but'." Kant waved his hand.
Since things had developed into this direction, he would definitely not back down. The most important thing was the conquering of the East County. It was related to his plan to conquer the entire Dukedom of Leo. If he failed here, then he could only be locked up in the Nahrin Desert.
Perhaps in a short period of time, the strategic layout of charging out of the North County would have to postpone.
And the situation in the Nahrin Desert was even more complicated.
There were resurrected god's descendants in the depths.
There were gradually recovering abyssal demons under the mountain range.
If Kant continued to stay in the Nahrin Desert and foolishly lived his unrivalled and powerful life, then he would really be ignorance. He would probably be wiped out in the next ten years.
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Chapter 395: The Complicated Situation In South County
Kant had already made up his mind to head to the East County
But Rolf was worried.
Although he had a tough personality, he was very concerned about his supreme lord, Lord Kant. Now that he felt that the East County was indeed dangerous, he really didn't want Kant to set foot in this place.
If something went wrong, the East County City, the capital of the East County, would be a cage full of sharp blades.
At that time, it would be difficult to leave there safely, let alone continue with the plan.
The Crimson Sect, the remnants of the Demon Worship Cult, had already infiltrated to such an extent. It basically meant that the entire East County was completely rotten, like a sieve that had been infiltrated!
Even the faces of the Sarleon Lion Knights who were guarding beside them changed slightly, and their eyes were filled with caution.
They thought of the Snake Cult on the Continent of Pendor.
The heretic cult that had once been suppressed.
It was precisely because the Snake Cult had infiltrated the entire Empire that either noble or the commoners were all believed in the Snake Cult. Thus, no matter how hard they tried to eliminate it, the Snake Cult was still plagued the Empire. It had slowly grown stronger when the Empire was facing a crisis.
In the end, even the king believed in the Snake Cult. It had completely become a religious force that could influence the politics of Empire!
Right now, same thing might had happened in the East County.
Although it had not reached that stage yet, it was almost there.
This was the reason why Rolf had stopped Kant from continuing to head to the East County City.
He did not know how many other fallen knights like Viscount Gibran, who were controlled by the demonic forces, or fallen people who believed in and pledged allegiance to the Crimson Sect were in the unfamiliar East County City.
If they were willing to pledge allegiance and worship to the abyssal demons, then they were definitely not good people.
Even if they were good people, they would become madmen and fanatics.
This was the consequences of believing in the abyss.
They would only gone crazy and brutal.
Despite the beliefs of the gods were so strict, so inviolable, and so cold and rigid, it was much better than the beliefs of the abyss. At least, there would not be any trouble.
If the gods were shepherds who treated human believers as lambs, then the abyssal demons were hungry wolves who treated humans as lambs, and they would kill at will when they were hungry!
There was a big difference between the two.
Entering East County City like this was undoubtedly equivalent to a sheep entering the tiger's mouth.
There was a slight silence in the tent. Although Kant intended to go to East County City, he also knew that things was not as simple as prediction. On the contrary, he had to be prepared to prevent a series of troubles.
Tonight's battle would probably spread throughout the entire East County in a short period of time.
It would even spread throughout the entire Dukedom of Leo.
There was no impregnable wall to stop the news.
Kant, who had sneaked into the East County, would also be known by others. After all, when Gibran left, he did not hide Kant's identity. Instead, he shouted loudly. Almost everyone in the vicinity had heard him clearly.
This included the villagers and militia of Nali Village, as well as the knight attendants who had escaped.
"There's some trouble." Kant frowned slightly.
No matter how he thought about it, the probability of encountering trouble during this trip to the East County could not be reduced.
If he was unlucky, he might have to go through a few fierce battles. At the very least, he believed that he would not have a good relationship with that Countess Agatha, even if she was his aunt.
The royal family did not have any family ties, and the internal affairs of the small dukedom in this world were very common.
"Lord." Rolf suggested, "Why don't you go back and bring more troops?"
"We'll become a big and obvious target." Kant shook his head.
In fact, not to mention 500 Desert Bandits, just 30 Sarleon Lion Knights and 5 Sarleon Lion Squires were enough to draw attention. After all, they were all plate armor and chain mail. Ordinary knights did not have such equipment!
Even if they said that they were an ordinary mercenary group, they could only fool the ignorant villagers.
As for the real nobles, they probably knew that they were a private troop secretly trained by an unknown peer.
Those noble enemies would definitely probe Kant's strength. If they had their own private troop, they would even secretly set up traps. Even worse, they would even try to annihilate Kant's troop if they had a chance.
Just like the fierce Gale Mercenary Group, it was the fearsome force that belonged to Countess Agatha.
However, thinking of this, Kant felt a slight headache.
He was the one who destroyed the Gale Mercenary Group. Moreover, he had captured the other attacking troops at the Stone Pass.
Although people didn't say it explicitly, Countess Agatha had almost become a laughing joke in the entire Dukedom of Leo. Especially after losing these two elite troops, a total of four grand knights might be enough to hurt the vitality of the East County.
One had to know that on the surface, the Dukedom of Leo only had ten grand knights at most.
But if it were really as Rolf had said, bringing troops over would not be infiltration.
It would be an invasion.
There would be a direct conflict.
Kant was not afraid of East County with his current troop's strength, even the entire Dukedom of Leo. In a field battle, Kant's troop could almost take them away in one wave. But after conquered the dukedom with violence, it would be even more troublesome to deal with the rebellions and other enemies.
One had to know that Kant didn't have many troops. It was not enough to defend the three counties.
Not to mention that there were foreign enemies eyeing them.
For example, the Silver Platter Kingdom.
Once they discovered that the Dukedom of Leo was in internal strife, they would not hesitate at all.
When the time came, the Silver Platter Kingdom would take advantage of the internal strife to launch an attack. They would attack the Dukedom of Leo in all directions and win the final victory. And finally, they could settle the score for their defeat ten years ago.
Ten years ago, the Dukedom of Leo was as united as an iron plate.
Now, it was in pieces.
In the South County, there was a battle between the Grand Duke and the top-tier noble.
In the North County, there was a battle between Viscount Wayne and Viscount Kevin.
In the East County, not only wit was independent, but there was also an internal divide between Countess Agatha and Viscount Gibran.
If there was a new invasion from Silver Platter Kingdom, it was unlikely that the nobles in the Dukedom of Leo would unite to resist the invasion. Instead, they would wait for the price to be offered and see what they could gain by joining the Silver Platter Kingdom.
In any case, if the dukedom were destroyed, the noble would still be the noble. Only the rest of the dukedom would change.
Oh, one more thing, the royal family that ruled the dukedom would change.
But it did not matter to the noble. It was all the same. They were just vassals.
But no matter what, if Kant led his troop and went to the East County, the consequences would be troublesome. The entire Dukedom of Leo would probably be in an uproar, not to mention Countess Agatha.
Even the though the nobles were always up to not good behind the scenes, but on the surface, they still followed the rules of the noble court.
If Kant led his troops into the East County, they would definitely with each other.
If things went wrong, there would be a war between the nobles, and even internal strife among the nobles of the Dukedom of Leo.
The noble court represented the authority of the top noble and the royal family. If the authority of the noble court was weakened, then there would be no scruples between the lower-level nobles. When they fought each other, they did not differentiate between allies and enemies.
After all, even if they were noble, they also had grudges to each other. Even if they didn't, they were willing to join the fight for the sake of benefits.
Kant had lived here for more than ten years. He was very clear about this.
After all, he was also a member of the noble.
"Baron Kant."
However, Bertram, who was kneeling in front of him, spoke.
Looking at Kant's slightly frowning appearance, he said dejectedly, "Perhaps It's okay for you to go see Countess Agatha. The current East County is no longer under her control."
"I don't understand." Kant frowned even more. His words were very vague.
"Countess Agatha's authority has been weakened." Bertram shrugged.
He sighed calmly and said, "It's not a secret that the Gale Mercenary Group was gone. Everyone knows that they were completely destroyed when they launched a sneak attack at the Stone Pass. The current Countess Agatha can only control the East County City."
Kant said, "Because her strength was damaged, her authority was reduced."
"Yes."
Bertram nodded. "She's not good now." After a pause, he continued, "Even Viscount Gibran was very rude to Countess Agatha in his words. At the same time, he also revealed some ulterior plans."
"It's just that he was defeated by me before he implemented it." Kant's lips curled up. "He may be very disappointed."
"That's right." Bertram had nothing else to say.
However, when he thought of the words he had heard back then, he still reminded Kant after hesitating for a few moments, "Baron Kant, right now, your strength is formidable, but the strength of the Crimson Sect is also not to be underestimated. I once heard that this sect has the ability to destroy the Dukedom of Leo. It's only because they fear the Silver Platter Kingdom that they temporarily lay low in East County."
"Afraid of the Silver Platter Kingdom? I am more curious about that." Kant frowned, but the national religion of the Silver Platter Kingdom instantly appeared in his mind. He seemed to be deep in thought as he said, "Could it be… the Holy Church?"
"I am not sure." Bertram didn't collect much information on this matter.
However, he had already given Kant a lot of useful information, especially regarding the situation of the Dukedom of Leo and the complicated situation in the East County. He had a good understanding of it.
"You're not bad." Kant nodded.
He sat on the low stool and looking at Bertram, his eyes lit up slightly. After thinking for a moment, he said, "I still lack a friend in the East County who can help me convey my word. Perhaps you can help. I don't know if you want to."
"Of, of course, I'm willing too!" Bertram agreed instantly without any hesitation.
Only a fool would not agree.
Baron Kant was responsible for the heavy casualties outside.
If he did not agree, the consequences would probably be a cut on his neck. It would not be surprising if he were thrown into the pile of corpses outside. After all, they were the ones who launched the attack first. There was no reason to argue about it.
As for human rights and such things, they were really useless.
They were useless!
"Very good." Kant nodded in satisfaction.
There were two dark chess pieces in the East County now, but there had to be a clear one as well.
This young man, who was shocked by Viscount Gibran's fall and had doubts about Countess Agatha's strength, was the best chess piece for him. As long as he could control it well, he might be able to have a great influence.
At the very least, Bertram's father was a baron of the palace, and the connections he had could help maintain stability.
The East County was an important dumping ground for Kant in the future.
He could not afford to make any mistakes.
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Chapter 396: Arriving at the Capital of East County
The next day, at dawn.
Nali Village was still quiet. The villagers were all holed up inside the village, waiting in despair.
The Elite Desert Bandit outside had already left, but these people were still afraid. But after a night of waiting, this fear finally disappeared quite a bit. It turned into despair and suffocation, as well as indifference to life and death.
The old village chief's face was abnormally red and ruddy. He was still sitting at his own dining table, enjoying the delicious food.
The whole family was neatly dressed in the best clothes.
In fact, the entire Nali Village was doing the same thing.
They knew that they had encountered a terrifying enemy that was difficult to fight against. It was useless even if they tried to escape.
It was better to enjoy it properly. Otherwise, when they saw the gods they believed in after death, they would not cry and complain that they were hungry. At the very least, they had to eat and drink the best and enjoy the hard-earned peace time.
In the sky outside the village, the occasional chirping of birds could be heard.
Countless birds were flapping their wings.
They looked out of the window.
There were a lot of scavenger birds. There were also pitch-black crows chirping, which added to the despair atmosphere in the village.
If it was as expected, the farmland outside the village had long become a paradise for scavenger animals. They enjoyed the breakfast to their heart's content, just like they enjoyed the feast.
However, as time went by, the sun had completely risen. The expected massacre did not come upon.
Even the cavalry who were patrolling the streets had disappeared.
"Chief!"
At this moment, the sheriff and finance officer suddenly barged in.
With a face full of surprise, he ignored the family members of the village chief who were still crying and eating breakfast. He said quickly, "They left. They left. Is it Baron Kant? He really let us go!"
"What… what…" The village chief raised his head in surprise.
Along with his son and daughter-in-law, as well as his grandchildren who were just seven or eight years old, their faces were full of surprise.
They had thought that they would die, but it ended peacefully just like that. It was really a pleasant surprise for them. Especially when they thought of the reputation that Baron Kant of being merciful, they were so excited that tears streamed down their faces.
"Thank you, Baron Kant!" They murmured softly as if they were praying. No one objected to this statement.
They all knew that they were the ones who had provoked the battle tonight.
While they were waiting for death at night, they had thought of many things, including the initial stage of blaming each other, the mid-stage despair, and the later stage of looking down on life and death and saying goodbye to each other. They were all mentally prepared.
Now that they found that they could live, they became very happy and excited.
They were also filled with gratitude towards Kant.
Stockholm syndrome.
This group of villagers, even if there were families who died as militiamen, were extremely grateful.
They originally thought that they would be massacred, but they survived. Their Stockholm syndrome was magnified multiple times, causing everyone to feel ashamed and regretful about their attempts to attack Kant.
However, this group of villagers was nothing to Kant.
He had already left Nali Village with his troop.
The temporary camp had completely disappeared on the grain drying field, and they continued to go deep into the East County.
However, they did not follow the plan to go to Mountain of Death. Instead, they bypassed that place and headed to the East County City. Finally, they arrived at the riverbank of the Resniston River, looking for the entrance in the ancient passage, and then returned to their sphere of influence.
That was Aaron City, which was located in the Senwaya Range!
This was the current plan.
However, it was not certain.
There was also a trade caravan heading to Borg to see how their hidden chess piece was doing.
At the same time, they had to contact the Pirates of the Resniston River. After all, there were still princess Sofia's old subordinates there. Controlling this water army was also beneficial for Kant to control this river channel.
Although there were small incidents in Avilis Castle and Mountain of Death, it did not affect the plan. Only the details had to be handled carefully.
Kant's identity had been exposed, so he had to be careful in the planning of the trip.
If he was entangled by those crazy devil worshippers from the Crimson Sect and was chased down by Countess Agatha, who already had a very bad relationship with him, it would be really troublesome. He had to give up too much and leave through the mouth of the river as soon as possible.
They would also have to endure the danger of exposing this secret passage at any time.
After all, this was the main road that led directly to the north side of the Senwaya Range.
However, Kant was not worried.
So what if they were exposed? The footmen tactics of the Kingdom of Rhodoks were invincible when they faced off against the enemy.
They held long-hilted broadswords that were like axes as they advanced side by side. They wore the most sturdy thick chain armor and held heavy broad shields that could cover more than half of their bodies. They were like land tanks. In the narrow ancient passage, there was simply no army that could be a match for them.
Unless the enemies used ballistae or other as siege weapons, they would be able to defeat the square formation formed by these heavy armored warriors.
One had to know, even the strongest heavy armored Swadian Knight did not dare to charge at the front of the square formation formed by Rhodok Sergeants.
Not to mention in the square formation, there would be Rhodok Snipers who held siege crossbows and had the ability to kill people from 500 meters away. Even if the enemies used ballistae, they would have to worry about whether these snipers would kill the operators one by one.
In a head-on confrontation, the Rhodok people were not afraid of anyone!
Of course, this was the worst outcome.
Kant looked at Bertram next to him.
This was the guide he had hired at the moment. After heading to East County City, he would also be his spokesperson.
In the future, Bertram would be his representative in East County by helping him deal with certain problems on the surface. Kant had taken Bertram as hostage and made him submit to his feet.
Kant also did not care about Bertram's loyalty.
The key was whether he could be used or not.
Since Bertram was useful, Kant would use him. Kant was kind enough to give any reward that he could.
If he could not be used, or even secretly trip Kant up. Then there was nothing to say. In the end, he could just send someone to kill him.
Kant, who had high-end extraordinary powers, might find it difficult to assassinate a political figure. However, assassinating this little knight was too easy. It could also give a little deterrence to those people who had evil intentions.
Kant did not care about the material things in this world.
Therefore, he could let go of silver coins and money sources.
It was the same even for the regions.
Only the world of "Mount and Blade" was what he relied on. In this world, other than his system villages, they were all equivalent to colonies.
He did not care who would manage the colonies. He also did not care who would do whatever they wanted in the colonies. However, whoever affected his profits and safety, they would be his enemy.
If Kant wanted to live comfortably, Kant could just hide in the Nahrin Desert.
However, many people in the world did not allow him to live comfortably.
He could only kill!
After leaving Nali Village, Kant led his troops to East County.
Along the way, with Bertram as a guide, they traveled very quickly and did not encounter many people.
Even if they occasionally met a trade caravan, they would pass by each other very calmly. They did not greet each other at all. It was precisely for this reason that they had a safe journey.
Soon, they bypassed Mountain of Death, and the journey was even smoother.
There was no one obstructing them.
After all, it would still take three to five days for the news to spread.
This time was enough for Kant to head to the East County City, find Borg, and put on a disguise. Finally, through the cover of the trade caravan, he disappeared among the countless merchant ships on the Resniston River.
Compared to Kant's arrival in the eastern county, Viscount Gibran's transformation into a demon was the topic in the county.
He was a famous general of the Dukedom of Leo.
The pillar of the eastern county.
Now that he had met Kant, he had actually revealed his true identity.
It would greatly to the eastern county. At that time, not to mention Countess Agatha, even the Grand Duke of Leo, Cameron, as well as those top noble families, would have to kill Gibran.
He was the most evil creature in the legends!
There could be no mercy.
The war god's temple would definitely be involved.
As the national religion of the Dukedom of Leo, it also protected the gods. The god of war, Edmund, belonged to the god of justice.
In the myths, Edmund was in charge of war, he showed no mercy to the evil. In many myths and legends, the god of war, Edmund, smashed the evil god of destruction and led troops to save the world. There were also countless of records of it.
Now that they had encountered the real evil, the demons that had been corrupted by the power of the Abyss, they had the responsibility to kill it.
Even the Silver Platter Kingdom was on the same page as well
If they had heard about this, they would have send over priests of the Holy Church to exorcise Viscount Gibran.
Regarding this kind of evil, no sect of the gods could be indifferent.
There were demonized creatures in this world. After the scholar's research, they all agreed that these were the animals that had been corrupted by the power of the Abyss. They were represented by strong and fierce lions, cunning and agile wolves, and thick-skinned black bears.
This was already terrifying enough.
Now that there were demonized humans with intelligence, they were naturally more threatening!
For Kant to infiltrate the East County, especially with 30 grand knights as his trump card, those nobles who did not have enough resources and did not dare to rashly fall out with Kant would definitely not act rashly. Although they would not take the initiative to befriend him, it was very possible for them to offer help in secret or turn a blind eye.
Even if some of the noble families were out of their mind and wanted to test Kant's strength, it did not matter.
Kant's troops were not to be trifled with.
Even if they were light cavalry.
However, 30 grand knights, 50 knights, and 500 light cavalries were enough to heavily injure any enemy's troops.
After all, with the help of a high-end extraordinary troop class, which was like 30 modern advanced tanks, with 50 heavy tanks and 500 light tanks, they would be able to annihilate the inferior troops that did not have advanced tanks but only a few heavy tanks and footmen.
In other words, those noble families were not stupid. They corresponded with each other and knew that they were in a disadvantageous position.
Even someone as strong as Viscount Gibran had lost, let alone them!
Therefore, Kant had encountered very little trouble along the way.
Finally, on the evening of the third day, the city wall of the East County appeared on the horizon in the distance.
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Chapter 397: The Art of Compromise
The East County took up a large area and was second only to Lionheart City in the Dukedom of Leo.
After all, it was a trading port beside the Resniston River. Although it was not the best riverbed port due to the interruption of river channel, due to the daily maintenance and excavation of the river channel, trade was still flourishing.
Similarly, it was also the one of the few cities in the Dukedom of Leo, so it could be considered prosperous.
It was the same even after it had been closed off.
Kant led the group forward.
The wide dirt road was built smoothly, it was because of the cold weather in the East County. Thus, the road was not bumpy or muddy. Even though there were trade caravan driving on the road, it did not cause too much damage to the road.
At least compared to the bumpy dirt road in the other parts of East County or the North County, the roads near the East County City were built well.
At least they knew how to repair the rugged roads.
But the roads of the South County were still the best.
In the trading port of Lionheart City, there were all paved roads. From the city center to the port, the six-meter-wide paved roads could be considered the best roads in the entire Dukedom of Leo. This was also the reason why the trade in this city was so developed.
Kant did not care about this. It was necessary to repair the roads. It would be bad if they did not repair the roads and not engage in infrastructure construction.
It was true that military needs were the priorities.
However, economic needs also needed to be paid attention to.
Using the good economy to build a strong army to defend against the enemy's attack, or simply attacking instead of defending were far better than just using roads to slow down enemy's attack.
At the very least, they had to defend against the enemy outside the country's borders to prevent the flames of war from burning on their own land.
However, this concept was still too advanced for this world.
Or rather the feudal lords did not care at all.
They did not care about the others. Although the enfeoffment system was stable, it brought some disadvantages. For example, the inability to unify forces in a short period of time was the biggest disadvantage.
They followed the road and entered near the city gates of the East County. There were armed militia armed with long spears guarding there.
However, they didn't look like armed militia either. They wore iron-scale armors and held long spears that were wrapped in iron at the front end.
They looked more like truly trained elite long lance soldiers with iron-plated helmets on their heads. At the very least, their quality was much better than ordinary militia.
If one wanted to enter the East County City, each person had to pay a small silver coin to enter the city. If it was a trade caravan, each carriage had to pay an additional 10 small silver coins. Children or the elderly didn't need to pay.
If the economy wanted to develop well, of course, there had to be strict rules.
This was the case with trade cities.
Kant and the others approached, and the elite long lance soldiers became nervous.
Especially when they saw that they were all wearing leather armors or chain armors. Even if they were covered in linen robes, they did not look like good people. If they were just mercenaries, there would be too many of them.
These elite lance soldiers did not dare to let them into the city.
If something bad really happened, it would be a big problem!
Even on both sides of the city gate, crossbowmen appeared and looked at Kant and the others in surprise.
From their point of view, even if they were a mercenary group with a large number of people, it was still fine. But now, they didn't expect there was such a cavalry group that was strong enough to become a main force on battlefield. It was really shocking.
Even the inner side of the city gate was specially set up with a wooden fence because of the request of the guards of the city gate.
Thick and heavy logs were tied up together.
There were also sharp spear tips and sharp blades nailed on them.
If an ordinary person were to bump into them, they would definitely be pierced through the abdomen and die a horrible death.
This thing was a military tool that was specially used to guard the city. It was in charge of preventing cavalry from attacking the city gate. Of course, the purpose was also to prevent Kant and the others enter the city gate in fear of an accident.
Right in the center of the Eastern County City, within the city lord's official residence, was Countess Agatha.
The supreme lord of this place.
She was not to be offended.
However, just as this group of elite lance soldiers and the knights guarding the city gates were at their wits' end and did not know what to do with this group of cavalries, news came from the rear.
It was the news personally brought by the butler from the city lord's official residence.
"The cavalry is outside?"
The butler was a skinny old man. He walked at high speed and was so tired that he was panting.
However, he did not care about this. Instead, he reached out and grabbed the knight's shoulder. He asked anxiously, "What is your attitude towards them? Did you do anything excessive?"
"No, we kept a certain distance." the knight at the city gate shrugged.
After a pause, he looked at the butler's nervous expression, he muttered, "I just told them to wait outside. I didn't dare to let them enter the city directly. You know, they look like elite troops. If something happens after they enter the city, no one will be able to bear the consequences."
"Oh, not bad, not bad, very good." the old butler immediately heaved a sigh of relief. "It's good that they are fine."
"Old butler, why are you so serious?"
The knight at the city gate was also puzzled. "Who is the backer of the mercenary group outside?" He curiously said, "Could it be that they are from another noble family? They actually show up here. This is the first time after the lockdown."
However, the butler's reprimand. "If there's nothing else, don't ask!"
He waved his hand.
Behind him, there were guards wearing the same fine chain armor walking up.
They were all holding swords and shields with iron helmets on their heads. They were clearly the most elite guards in the lord's mansion. There were 300 of them and they quickly took over the area near the city gate. They even gathered many strong archers on the city wall and put up a strict defense.
All of this was done quietly. Even on the city wall, they were all bending down and stayed alert.
It was as if they did not want the outside world to know.
The butler walked out as well.
He casually gave a few orders to the knights and had the spearmen disperse, chasing away the trade caravan that was lining up to enter the city.
Then, he quickly walked towards Kant and the others with a humble and respectful smile on his face. "Lord Kant, I heard that you came from afar. It really makes Countess Agatha of East County happy."
"Oh, is that so? Aunt Agatha is very considerate." Kant smiled.
Sweeping his gaze over the city wall, he said in a meaningful tone, "Could it be that the East County City has encountered some trouble recently? The city walls are all so serious now, and there are so many troops deployed."
The butler hurriedly wiped the sweat off his face. "It's just a small matter. be on guard against that depraved Gibran."
"I see." Kant nodded and chuckled. "Indeed, we should be on guard."
"Yes, yes." the old butler nodded repeatedly. "Who would have thought that Viscount Gibran, the famous general of the bloody war, was actually defected to the abyssal demon and even turned into a demon himself? He had completely fallen. No one can forgive him."
"We have to prepare in advance. I heard that he's at Mountain of Death." Kant pretended that he did not see the old butler's anxiety.
Instead, he pointed to the north. "There is also some Crimson Sect. It is said that they were founded by the remnants of the Demon Worship Cult who once stirred up a bloody storm. If you want to go and eliminate them, I think that mountain is the target. Oh right, remember to bring more grand knights over. Ordinary troops might not pose any threat to Gibran."
"Yes, yes." the old Butler did not dare to say anything more about this matter.
Others might not know, but he did.
Why did Gibran turn into an evil abyssal demon?
Why did the Crimson Sect, which had once been well hidden, be exposed at the Mountain of Death?
Why did the entire East County territory fall into a strange crisis?
Wasn't it all because of this Baron Kant!
He quietly infiltrated the East County and led his troops to directly kill the elite cavalry squads of Viscount Gibran who had come to ambush them. He even forced out the true strength of Viscount Gibran.
Of course, Countess Agatha, who was in the East County City, also heaved a sigh of relief.
She had once felt that something was wrong.
She had not expected it to turn out like this.
Kant could be considered to have eradicated the biggest pest within her force.
If things were going into the wrong way, based on the descriptions of the demons in the myths and legends, the entire East County would probably be in a bloodbath. It would be filled with killing and corpses. It was estimated that there would be tens of thousands of people, and it would be considered good if there were only a few thousand people survived.
And now, the old butler had received Countess Agatha's request.
Kant could not enter the city!
That was right, he could not let Kant and his troops enter the East County City.
He had to stop them no matter what method he used. It was because he felt guilty, but at the same time, he was also afraid of an accident.
Right now, in the East County City, even Countess Agatha did not dare to go out as she pleased. She had asked the guards to protect her well because she was afraid that the people from the Crimson Sect might infiltrate.
In order to prevent any accidents from happening to her, even the wandering mages hired by the East County City had been arranged to come in.
Unfortunately, the East County did not have a war god's temple.
If there was one, Countess Agatha would ask the priests of the temple to come over and check if there were any heretics from the Crimson Sect.
After a careful search, it was needless to say that there were indeed a few servants in the lord's mansion who were heretics. After they were caught, they tried to resist crazily but were killed by the guards. It could be considered as getting rid of the pests.
However, they lost control of the vast space outside the lord's mansion.
All of the noble families.
All kinds of civilians and free citizens.
Including foreign merchants, landlords, and speculators.
Anyone could be a pagan. However, if they were captured rashly, it would lead to chaos in East County City.
Countess Agatha, who had already lost too much of her high-end combat power and could barely protect herself, was like a frightened bird. In order to protect her power, she almost racked her brains.
She wanted to prevent Kant from being assassinated by the Crimson Sect's heretics and vent his anger on the East County City.
She had also thought of every possible way.
The best way was better to tactfully ask Kant to leave.
The old butler also understood this. He took out a small bag from his bosom. It seemed to be heavy, and he handed it to Kant with both hands. He said very humbly, "Baron Kant, here are ten golden eagles. I hope you can have a good time at the port."
"Oh." Kant took the bag.
It was made of high-quality velvet, and it was very heavy. As his arms shook, the sound of metal rubbing could be heard.
Inside the bag was the palm-sized golden eagles, it was major currency of the Dukedom of Leo, or even all of the human countries. This kind of tactful compromise was very worth it to him. He looked at the East County City, he also nodded and said, "The port. That place is not bad. I like it very much, and I'm willing to take a look."
"That would be great." the old butler immediately smiled.
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Chapter 398: The Busy Port
Since East County City did not welcome him, Kant naturally did not intend to enter.
His troops were indeed large in number and could be considered as elites, especially the 30 Lion Knights and 50 Lion Squires. With their high-quality equipment, they could be considered as the best of the best.
The guards afraid that it would be dangerous to let this elite troop in the city.
No one dared to take responsibility.
And no one dared to agree to let Kant in.
Even if they were to let Kant in alone, or if they were limited to three people, they would not be able to do so.
If there were heretics of Crimson Sect who attacked Kant, it would be a big problem. The group of elite troops in the Nahrin Desert would arouse and take revenge.
As for the other noble families in the Dukedom of Leo, they would probably just sit back and watch the show.
It would be a really good show.
How could it not be good to weaken their political enemies.
Although the East County was still the territory and region of the Dukedom of Leo, it was in fact a semi-independent warlord.
If Kant and Countess Agatha really fought to the death and both sides suffered heavy losses, those nobles would be able to take advantage of the situation and occupy both lands. Even if they gave up the East County and instead sneaked into the Nahrin Desert to obtain salt mines, it would still be good.
Now, who didn't know that Kant's power was unparalleled and was already comparable to those great noble families.
The reason was even clearer.
It was the salt mine!
If it wasn't for the salt mine in the Nahrin Desert, then how could Kant have the funds for the initial construction of his kingdom.
And in the middle period, Kant could even raise so many troops, infiltrated other places, and bought the hearts of merchants and landlords. All of these required huge amount of money. Kant, on the other hand, acted as if he wasn't worried, throwing money recklessly, not leaving any way out for himself.
It was all because of the existence of the highly profitable salt mines!
This had long been coveted by countless noble families.
There was nothing they could do.
They could only think of this.
They simply couldn't imagine that Kant didn't need the basic currency of this world.
Other than gold and some precious extraordinary items, Kant didn't need anything else. All he needed was gold.
If Kant wanted to obtain gold in the long run, which was the gold eagle that was currently circulating in the hands of the great noble merchants, he would need the support of trade. Of course, table salt was indeed the main part of the trade. It was a very popular luxury item.
Kant's trading route was the upper-class route. It was a route that only the noble and landlord merchants could enjoy.
In fact, it was the same.
Ordinary civilians couldn't afford much salt.
The wealthier citizens couldn't even eat three or four times a week.
As for those who lived in outside the city, their average age was 36 years old. There were very few peasants who lived past 60 years old. They couldn't even eat salt a few times a month. Even if they did, it was still low-grade marsh salt.
It was refined from the swamp in the east. It had a salty taste and was very bitter.
However, the price of this thing was not low.
In the western European type of feudal society.
It was really a darkness that would never rise again.
For example, in a unified society like the one in the celestial dynasty, after they mastered the technology of boiling salt and drying salt, they forced salt and iron to be despotic. The price of salt would not be too low or too high. There were not many people who could eat salt.
One had to know that in the ancient times of Earth, salt was distributed as soldiers' wages in the more advanced Roman Republic.
This world was even worse.
Salt was a necessity, and fine white salt was a luxury.
It was equivalent to spices.
Those noble families were extremely fond of the delicious and pure fine white salt.
If there was no such fine white salt at the banquet, the host would definitely be ridiculed, especially in the face of those noble families. It was a scar that could not be erased, and they would slowly lose their connections and eventually become alone.
In Kant's eyes, this was a situation where one would suffer if they insisted on keeping their reputation as being able to afford luxuries. That was a business opportunity.
The salt mine was in his hands.
The trade caravan had been supported by him.
If there wasn't an absolute threat of force, then his table salt trade would continue to increase.
As for the so-called threat of force, in Kant's eyes, it was just a joke. At the very least, in the Nahrin Desert, he was the boss, the one and only lord. Not to mention the Dukedom of Leo, even the god descendants would have to avoid him!
At the end of that battle, Kant's casualties were not too great, and they were still within an acceptable range.
But those god descendants were completely wiped out, completely wiped out!
This was the difference in strength.
It was a different time now.
In the past, the gods and demons were the rulers of this world.
But now, as their power faded, the world had long been claimed by all other races.
And it was during this period that the human race rose to the top. At least in the land where Kant was located, there were not many powerful foreign races. Even if there were, they were all driven to the most remote corners.
For example, the low-level Jackalan in the Nahrin Desert.
Or the Beastman in the Wildland in the west, and the unsociable barbarian.
Even if there was a Dwarf Kingdom, it was in the far south. It was said that they had to pass through an empty wilderness before they could finally reach it. This was also why table salt from the Dwarf Kingdom was so expensive.
If there were no obstacles and no danger, it would take half a year to travel back and forth normally.
If they encountered a Beastman or other foreign race.
The journey was possible to drag it out for a year.
Kant was not in a hurry.
His table salt trade could travel from the Dukedom of Leo to the Silver Platter Kingdom in a month, and it would be a direct round trip.
As long as they had the goods, there was no need to worry about sales. The current human countries, such as the merchant ships on the Resniston River had begun to purchase table salt in large quantities. It was because they knew that the Dukedom of Leo had found a new salt mine.
This table salt trade was a profitable business. Even if the merchants returned to their own countries and resold it, they would still be able to earn more money.
Kant and the others arrived at the port of the East County City.
The crowd was moving.
Carriage filled with goods were everywhere.
Even the ground of the port was neatly cut and paved with stones. It was a top-grade stone road, just like an ancient passage. It allowed the carriage carrying goods to move quickly.
Among them, there were many merchants in luxurious clothes walking with strong guards behind them.
Judging from the style of their clothes, they did not look like merchants from the Dukedom of Leo.
"This place is not bad." Rolf licked his lips with a slight drool.
"Calm down." Kant glanced at him.
As a lord, he knew what his valiant general was thinking. After thinking for a while, he ordered, "Find a place to wait. We have so many troops, they won't enter the port to avoid trouble."
"Understood." Rolf immediately nodded.
He understood this point.
With so many cavalries entering the port, it would be troublesome if there was any trouble.
It was still a relatively crowded port space. Even if there was a provocation, they wouldn't be able to use their warhorse.
At that time, even if there were thieves who came over and stole from them, they wouldn't be able to enter the narrow alleys of the port to chase after them. Even if they managed to catch them, they wouldn't be able to directly kill people like they did in the war.
In short, there were many restrictions for the cavalries to enter the city. They did not need to and were unwilling to go in.
However, Rolf still understood the meaning behind it.
After a slight hesitation, he still asked, "Lord Kant, you are not planning to go in by yourself again, right? According to my understanding, the East County City is not peaceful. I reckon that your identity has been exposed, it's not safe for you to go alone."
"Bring five Lion Knights with me." Kant was calm. "I'll be fine."
"Five…" Rolf was even more hesitant. He looked at the five-meter-high city wall in front of him and advised, "Lord Kant, bring five more. You can handle things easier if you encounter troubles."
"Then that's it." Kant made the decision.
These ten Lion Knights were all grand knights.
They would be extremely powerful in the port of the East County City, or even the entire East County.
Take the current most noble of the East County, Countess Agatha, for example. It was still uncertain whether she could bring out ten grand knights. She probably had not more than five of them, and they were still newbies.
It was not easy to train grand knights. They needed strict inheritance.
Kant, for example, was able to mass produce grand knights with some special methods. It was simply shocking.
This was also the advantage of the golden finger to cheat.
After all, Kant was backed by countless "Mount and Blade" worlds.
In this real world, there was nothing they could do about the scarcity of grand knights. However, in the high magic worlds of "Mount and Blade" MOD, it was still very easy to mass produce magic knights, or the grand knights in this world.
They did not dwell too much on this problem. Soon, they found a suitable place.
An entertainment area outside the city wall of the port.
That's right.
It was here.
There was a total of five streets in this area close to the city wall. There were all kinds of bars, restaurants, and hotels.
It was already evening. The streets were brightly lit. Countless pedestrians were running lazily. There was an intoxicating sweet smell in the air. It was the steam from the dessert bakery.
Of course, there was also the intoxicating smell of wine in the bars and restaurants.
There were also waitresses dressed in nude clothes.
This was the entertainment paradise.
This was the place for people's indulgence.
Many mercenaries were walking in groups of three or five, with weapons on their bodies. The others were not afraid at all. Only the elite lance-class soldiers in high-class mail armor who occasionally walked by on the streets swept their intimidating gazes over.
This place was chaotic, indulgent, and money was everything. There was not much of order in here.
The world of the strong and the rich.
There was no choice.
The port was a busy and stressful place.
The merchants and guards who came from far away also needed to use alcohol and women to relieve the pressure of being on a ship for a long time. In this colorful world, it was easier for them to lose themselves.
Kant did not like this kind of environment, but Rolf and the elite cavalry behind him whistled happily.
It was just like living in a fence in the Sarrand Desert.
"Find a few hotels." Kant gave the order.
He glanced at the group of bandits who saw the excitement of women and said in a deep voice, "No bars, no drinking. Watch your wallets, warhorse, and weapons. I don't want to find anything missing tomorrow morning."
"Yes!" When the bandits heard that, they answered helplessly.
"Understood." Rolf also nodded helplessly.
However, he still went to the front to look for hotels. There were close to 600 people, and he needed a lot of rooms. He estimated that he could buy five hotels. As the second-level commander of this team, he also had to manage the financial expenses.
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Chapter 399: Borg Chamber of Commerce
Nearly 600 people had finally settled down, and all seven neighboring hotels had been reserved by them.
This was an extremely extravagant act. It was said that the entire entertainment district was in an uproar after hearing that they had reserved all the rooms in seven hotels. Many seductive women with heavy makeup came over, trying to make some money.
But they couldn't even enter the door and were chased out.
These women were very delicate.
Of course, this was what the Elite Desert Bandit thought.
Due to Lord Kant's order, they had to chase those women out despite feeling restlessness in their hearts. They wanted to cry. After leaving the Sarrand Desert, they hadn't completely relax and had some exciting activities.
They had the chance to have fun and relax they were strictly forbidden to do so. This kind of feeling was really suck.
However, their duty was the most important.
They could distinguish between priorities.
At the very least, after arriving at the port of East County City, there would definitely be a lot of delicious food.
The hotel also provided food. After receiving Kant's signal, Rolf also chose the more expensive ones.
For example, the most ordinary tender grilled river fish were all served in plates. The various ingredients brought from the Renistons River, such as beef, mutton and even crocodile meat were all piled up. They spent a lot of great silver coins, not caring about how much they had left.
Kant was now rich and powerful. Every month, the table salt trade brought in more than 100,000 great silver coins.
These delicious food and drink didn't cost much at all!
Rolf was also clear about this, and he had no intention of saving money.
Since they were not short of money, they could eat whatever they wanted. The entire entertainment district was even more aroused. The owners of these seven hotels almost treated Kant and the others as the emperors. They simply gave them whatever they wanted, afraid that they would stay here for a short period.
Just the dinner alone was cost more than 300 great silver coins.
The dinner was treated as the level of the Viscount's banquet.
After receiving the bonus, the chefs treated them with full attention.
For the hotel owners, the profit from tonight's dinner was equivalent to half a year's earnings on a normal day!
It was too sumptuous!
The hotel owners on the side simply watched all of this with jealousy. Their hearts were even filled with resentment. If all of this had happened in their own hotels, it would be as if they had ascended to heaven. Unfortunately, they didn't get the chance.
Even the port management department had been alarmed and had specially come to the inn to check on the situation.
However, they had yet to arrive, people from the East County City had already come over to explain the situation.
All of them were so frightened that their faces were filled with horror. They withdrew one after another. Even the patrols in the entertainment district had stopped. It was as if they had given up on the jurisdiction of this place and allowed this place to enter a completely autonomous mode.
However, they gave the warning to the gangs that frequently appeared at the port, forbidding them from causing any troubles during this period of time, they could not make a move against Kant and his men.
If they were to violate this warning, the gangs would be completely exterminated. Not a single person would be left out!
This could be said to be the most complete execution order. Its tone was stern, and its attitude was solemn. It had almost caused all the gangs in the port to be so frightened that they stayed silent. Even if they had asked someone to go to the backer behind them to inquire, they would have received a similar result.
And it was even more severe, asking for shelter as if they were afraid of catching the plague.
This made Kant and the others very comfortable.
Nothing happened.
There was not provocation from the authorities or the gangs.
They simply treated Kant and his men as invisible people. The merchants and guards from outside still having fun. The gang members still causing troubles, but they just didn't get close to the seven hotels.
Even the flow of people in front of the hotels was greatly reduced. They were afraid to get close.
Night fell.
The entertainment district of the port was bustling with people.
Kant had already left the street by now. He walked along the riverbank of the port with the ten Sarleon Lion Knights who followed him. They had changed into casual clothes, but there was a knight sword on their waists in case anything happened.
The 200-meter-wide river was a big river.
Sails were put down on the wharves on the riverbank, where merchant ships and transport ships were anchored.
This was still the scenery outside the city wall. Inside the five-meter-high city wall was the real port of the East County. Inside was a specially constructed port, where more merchant ships were anchored.
According to the records in the academy, the East County port could accommodate 300 merchant ships.
If it was during the autumn and winter season, the water speed became slower. It could accommodate even more merchant ships by that time.
There was a temporary dock outside the port, which could accommodate up to 500 merchant ships.
This was not the largest port of the Dukedom of Leo. The natural river in Lionheart City port was 500 meters wide, and its water speed was relatively slower, so it could accommodate 1,000 merchant ships in a year.
The Dukedom of Leo was a major grain exporter.
The agriculture in the South County was extremely developed.
It could almost be said that the grain in the South County could not only feed its own people but could also be exported to feed more countries.
At the very least, the human countries in the south could not produce as much grain as the South County. In addition, they had been fighting wars for many years and had conflicts with each other. They had neglected the development of agriculture and instead relied heavily on imports.
Back then, the Silver Platter Kingdom had plotted against the Dukedom of Leo for the sake of grain.
In the age of cold weapons, grain was the true foundation.
No matter how much gold and silver you had, without grain, you would have no population.
Without population, no matter how strong you were, you would not be able to maintain it for too long. In this aspect, the countries on Earth had a thorough understanding.
Although this world was backward and almost stupid, they still understood this concept.
Kant walked forward.
As he approached the city gates of the port, there were more and more people.
Torches were hung on the walls. Many laborers in simple linen clothes were still busy in and out of the port, helping the merchants unload the goods on the ships. They had to work even at night.
Time did not wait for people. The next morning, these merchant ships would leave the port.
They were either heading to the South County or leaving and return to their own countries.
It was already close to autumn, and there was a monsoon from the east blowing in. This allowed them to use this monsoon to swim upstream on the river. They did not need to use too many oarsmen which would occupy more cargo space.
This was the normal phenomena at this time, and it was also the busiest trading period in the Dukedom of Leo.
After all, autumn was also the time of harvest.
Kant did not care.
He went to the gate of the port, paid the entrance fee of 11 small silver coins, and entered the inner part of the city wall.
A more prosperous port appeared in front of him. There were warehouses everywhere, and the wide streets were filled with people. Even at night, there were merchants carrying torches and carriages full of goods coming and going.
"It should be in the east." Kant muttered to himself.
He had already sensed the location of the ten Sarrandian Horseman in his mind.
He walked forward at a faster speed. Under the protection of the Sarleon Lion Knights, he followed the flow of people to the east of the port. That should be a residential area, which could be considered as the gathering area of the Chamber of Commerce that was permanently stationed in the port.
The poor could not enter the port to live in, so they could only live in the slums outside.
These people were also the source of labor.
The civilians and the guards of the trade caravan lived in the residential area close to the city wall.
Next to it was the entertainment district. Their task was to work for the entertainment district, or to act as warehouse keepers in the port within the city wall. It was a relatively decent job.
As for those merchants who came from outside, in order to ensure their safety, they would live in the port.
That was the east district.
Many large trade caravans had their own house.
If it was a small trade caravan, they could also buy a house together and separate the floors and rooms.
This was common in the port of the East County. After all, these houses in the eastern district were not just for living. They could also be used for negotiation or business exchanges. They were also equivalent to the offices of the trade caravan.
The reason why Kant came here was because Borg's law office was here.
He could sense it with the help of the Sarrandian Horseman.
Soon, he arrived at a house.
A three-story building.
Two torches were lit in front of the door.
There were also two burly men wearing capes and holding long sticks guarding it.
When they saw Kant and the others coming in their direction with longsword at their waists, they immediately panicked. They gave each other a look and asked one of them to step back into the door. The other said in a low voice, "Hello, this is the Borg Chamber of Commerce."
"Hello, I'm here to see Borg, the current manager of the Borg Chamber of Commerce."
Kant smiled and extended his hand to indicate that he had no ill intentions.
The brawny man heaved a sigh of relief.
However, he still nodded in return and replied calmly, "Mr. Borg has already rested. Our Borg Chamber of Commerce will not be receiving guest after 7 o'clock every night. Please forgive us. If possible, please come back at 7 o'clock tomorrow morning."
"7 o'clock." Kant chuckled. "No, I want to see him now."
"This…"
The brawny man suddenly became nervous.
However, just inside the door, the brawny man brought out an old man.
He whispered a few words in his ear and signaled the two brawny men to return to their posts. Instead, he personally came over and bowed slightly with his hands on his chest. "Excuse me, Are You Mr. Kant?"
"Yes, I am." Kant nodded.
"Then it's an honor to meet you."
The old man lowered his head. "I'm Mr. Borg's butler, the financial officer of the Borg Chamber of Commerce. I'm very honored to hear the news of your arrival. At the same time, Mr. Borg also asked me to welcome you with the most solemn etiquette."
Kant asked, "Where's Borg?"
"Mr. Borg is preparing. He's going to attend the port governor's banquet at 9 o'clock tonight."
The old butler said very considerately, "Mr. Kant, please come in with me. Mr. Borg has entrusted me to prepare a room for you. If you don't mind, you can rest first. Tomorrow afternoon, Mr. Borg will organize a banquet and specially treat you to a banquet to welcome your arrival."
"Then let's go in."
Kant chuckled. "Borg, this kid has done well."
"Of course, Mr. Kant. You may not know this, but just this month, Mr. Borg has taken over the rights to use three ports for five years, and the fleet of the Borg Chamber of Commerce has increased to five."
The old butler reminded him, "The current Mr. Borg is no longer the bankrupt businessman of the past."
"Oh, of course." Kant nodded and smiled. "I see."
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Chapter 400: An Arrogant Attitude
The old butler invited Kant and the others into the office. The bright candlesticks had already been lit, and the burning candles carried a faint fragrance.
Kant swept his gaze across the room. The candles burning in this reception hall were probably high-quality honey wax purchased in the Silver Platter Kingdom. Even the Lion Fort was using a lesser number of this candle, but there were already 36 candles lit on the first floor of this office.
The entire floor was brightly lit, as if it was daytime.
At the same time, it also revealed the luxury of this place.
Yes, the place looked very grand.
Furniture made of all kinds of precious wood was elegantly placed on the top floor.
The surrounding walls were also painted with paint, which had some religious style. If Kant remembered correctly, it should have originated from the traditional myth of the Dukedom of Leo, the magnificent life of the god of war, Edmund.
Including the silver products and handicrafts on the cabinets, they were all extremely exquisite.
There were also potted plants and flowers piled up in the corners and exquisite oil paintings hanging on the walls.
The decoration and furnishing here was so luxurious that it was not inferior to the high-ranking nobles' houses in the South County.
The North County could not even be compared to it. Just this office hall alone was on par with the lord of the Northern County, Viscount Wayne's hall!
The difference might only be in size, but as a businessman, such an office could be considered as a manifestation of strength.
The old butler was also quite proud of this.
He came to the hall.
He extended his hand and said respectfully to Kant, "Sit here as you please. Mr. Kant, the room is already prepared. You can go and rest at any time. Of course, you must be hungry along the way. We have also prepared desserts."
"Well prepared." Kant smiled.
"That's right." the old butler smiled. "Very well prepared."
As if he could not see Kant and the ten Lion Knights behind him, he turned around and clapped his hands.
"Clap, clap."
The sound of clapping could be heard.
And the small door at the side opened gently.
Maidservants dressed in maid attire came out with silver plates.
They were obviously well-trained. They lined up in a long line and walked briskly to Kant and the others. They placed the silver plates on the long table in the middle, opened the lid, and respectfully retreated to a side, waiting quietly.
Looking at the 11 plates of food on the long table, Kant raised his eyebrows slightly. "Cream cake."
"That's right, it's the cream cake of the Silver Platter Kingdom."
The old butler smiled and introduced, "It's made of fine, high-grade flour, mixed with eggs and cheese, sugar and fruit juice." After a pause, the old butler raised his eyebrows and said, "A cream cake is worth 1 great silver coin."
"What an expensive ingredient." Kant sat on the main seat and took a bite with his knife and fork.
The soft and sweet mixture spread out.
A gentle fragrance spread in his mouth.
It was indeed delicious.
He couldn't help but nod and also praised, "This is very good."
"You flatter me." the old butler also had a smile on his face. In his opinion, Kant's praise was an acknowledgment, an acknowledgement to his employer, Mr. Borg.
After all, this kind of food was rarely seen even in the South County. Even some noble families had never eaten it before. It was an extremely precious ingredient.
If it weren't for the fact that a large merchant from the Silver Platter Kingdom had come this week and sent a box to them, it would be difficult to have a taste of it!
However, this was also part of his and Mr. Borg's plan.
He wanted to make Mr. Kant retreat in the face of difficulties and understand who held the initiative now.
He also smiled as he looked at the ten guards who were wearing linen robes, clothes that only ordinary civilians would wear, he then said, "Then, do these guards think that the cream cake is not to their taste? You can try it too. It tastes very good. After eating it for the first time, you will fall in love with this soft texture."
"Oh, they have never eaten this kind of thing. In fact, I have eaten less. Relatively speaking, the ale and roast meat are more popular with them," Kant explained.
"I see." the old butler's eyes were filled with contempt.
Of course, he didn't understand Kant's true identity, and Borg didn't tell him.
As he ate the cake with a silver fork, Kant said to the Lion Knights, "Enjoy as much as you like. This cream cake is really good and tastes very good. It's even better than ordinary desserts."
"Yes."
Only then did the Lion Knights lower their heads and start to enjoy the cake.
However, this exquisite cream cake was only the size of a palm. After a few bites, they had already finished it up.
The old butler and the maids around them felt that it was a pity for them to swallow the cake in such rude manner. In fact, even with their status, they would not be able to eat this kind of thing. But now, it was gobbled up by these guards. It was simply like sending heaven's gift away.
Kant ate more elegantly. After all, he had lived a noble life for 16 years.
He was a well-deserved top-class noble.
He finished eating.
He put down his knife and fork.
Kant looked at the old butler who was waiting with a smile on his face and said calmly, "Why isn't Borg here yet? I don't have much time. If he is ready, it would be best if he came to see me."
"Uh…" the old butler was slightly stunned. Obviously, he did not expect Kant to ask so impolitely.
It was as if he was the owner of this place.
How rude. The old butler cursed in his heart.
However, his excellent profession made him react quickly. He adjusted his state of mind and said with a smile, "Mr. Kant, perhaps you have misunderstood. Mr. Borg is not free tonight to see you. The agreed time is tomorrow noon."
"Tomorrow noon." Kant raised his eyebrows. "But I won't have time then."
The old butler was not afraid. "That's a pity." the smile on his face disappeared, instead, he said with a warning tone, "Mr. Kant, you should know that the banquet Mr. Borg is going to attend tonight is a banquet organized by the port governor-general. It is not the kind of banquet that any businessman can attend."
"Oh, it's of a very high standard." Kant nodded.
But he still looked at the old butler and asked calmly, "Then why is Borg not coming to see me now?"
He knocked on the table, wiped the corner of his mouth with a towel, crossed his legs and sat on the soft velvet cushion. He asked impolitely, "Isn't Borg still in the law firm? Now let him see me."
"Unreasonable." the old butler's patience finally ran out.
He looked a little angry, but he still suppressed his emotions and said, "Mr. Kant, this is the headquarters of Borg Chamber of Commerce. Not everyone can be presumptuous." He paused, he said in a deep voice, "Perhaps you helped Mr. Borg when he was down and out, but this is not a reason to threaten Mr. Borg!"
"No, I didn't threaten Borg." Kant revealed a playful smile. He looked at the old butler's angry wrinkles and shook his head helplessly. "Does Borg not want to come out?"
"If you want to see him." the old butler's face was gloomy.
He slowly clapped his hands and said in a low voice, "Come out and meet your old friend!"
The small door next to him opened again.
However, it was not the maids who came out.
Instead, it was ten strong figures who walked out quickly. They were wearing high-class clothes made of velvet. The clothes were fit to their body and there was graceful and luxurious symbol on the clothes. There were also silver threads interspersed in the collar and cuffs.
If one looked carefully, one could still see the iron plates under the luxurious clothes.
It was the Sarrandian chain mail, Sarrandian boots and Sarrandian gloves.
There should have been a Sarrandian helmet, a round shield on the back, a lance in hand, and a sword at the waist. Of course, there was also a Sarrandian horse.
"Mr. Kant." the old butler smiled. "I think you know these ten knights."
"Of course." Kant nodded.
These people were the Level 4 cavalry, Sarrandian Horsemen of Sarrand Sultanate.
Kant had lent them to Borg as bodyguards. How could he forget them? How could he not know?
"Now they are Mr. Borg's most loyal followers. Once, when they were surrounded by water bandits on the merchant ship, they risked their lives to save Mr. Borg. For this, they also gained Mr. Borg's friendship."
The old Butler smiled. "Now, each of them has a merchant ship."
"Oh.", Kant raised his eyebrows. "This is a big deal."
"Of course." the old butler did not see the panic on Kant's face.
He narrowed his eyes slightly. He was a little annoyed, but he still said, "Mr. Kant, I think that they have never enjoyed such courtesy when they were under you, don't you think so?"
"That's right. They don't even have extra warhorse." Kant said honestly.
"But they are very happy here."
The corner of the old butler's mouth curled up. "Moreover, they have a new helper."
Turning his head slightly, the old butler looked inside the room and said in a slightly respectful voice, "Mr. Cheshire, perhaps it's time for you to appear. I don't know if I've disturbed your rest."
An arrogant voice came from the room. "Heh, he's just a small noble. What's there to be afraid of?"
At the same time, a burly figure walked out.
He casually wore a cloak made of expensive velvet and a short sword at his waist.
He looked like a middle-aged man with a scar on his face. He swept his gaze over Kant and the ten Lion Knights in linen robes who were still sitting in their original spots and chuckled. "Just these trashes? Do you want me to personally take action?"
As he said that, he reached out his hand and a bone-chilling wind appeared.
Ice-type extraordinary power.
He was a grand knight!
"Of course not. I'm just giving them an introduction. After all, it's not easy to meet a great grand knight, let alone you, Mr. Cheshire. You're an invincible existence on the battlefield."
The old butler's tone was even more flattering.
The grand knight named Cheshire was very pleased by his words.
However, his attitude was still arrogant. He coldly swept his gaze over Kant and then swept his gaze over the ten Sarleon Lion Knights who had restrained their auras, he said faintly, "That's all. I'm still busy. Since you know existence, now you guys can get lost. Stay away from the Borg Chamber of Commerce in the future. This world is very big. Don't think that you're so great."
"Oh, is that so?"
But Kant was still calm. "Let Borg come to see me as soon as you're done. I already told you, I don't have much time."
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Chapter 401: The Silent Hall
Kant's words caused the hall to fall into a short period of silence.
Ten strong Sarrandian Horseman were already standing silently at the side, as if nothing had anything to do with them. They had no intention of opening their mouths at all.
But the old butler revealed a stunned and disbelieving expression.
Even the grand knight named Cheshire who was about to leave by the side stopped in his tracks. He was just stunned on the spot.
Shaking his head slightly, Cheshire could not help but reveal a helpless smile. He turned back to look at the old butler and asked, "Hey, did I not make myself clear just now, or did I mishear him?"
"Uh…" the old butler opened his mouth and said with some fear, "Mr. Cheshire, of course you made it very clear."
"That's good."
Cheshire turned around.
A bone-chilling chill immediately spread throughout the hall. "Little guy, I told you to get out of here, so you have to get out. This is not my request, but an order!"
The visible frost began to spread under his feet.
It was like a spider web.
Layers of white frost even made the surrounding air feel cold.
The old butler was old and obviously could not withstand this chill. He took a few steps back quickly. His eyes were filled with panic and awe, but he did not dare to say anything because he saw the anger in Cheshire's eyes.
The dignity of a grand knight was not to be provoked, and no one dared to provoke him.
He was the trump card of Borg Chamber of Commerce.
Borg spent a huge sum of money in the Silver Platter Kingdom to invite a grand knight back.
Not to mention this humble butler, even Borg himself did not dare to offend Cheshire. After all, as a grand knight who could be considered as a top-tier battle force in the Silver Platter Kingdom, it was almost an honor to invite him to come to Borg Chamber of Commerce.
It was precisely because of this that the Borg Chamber of Commerce had not been liquidated after accumulating a large amount of wealth.
This had something to do with Borg clinging onto the thighs of several noble families in the East County.
But at the same time, it also had a lot to do with the fact that Borg Chamber of Commerce had Grand Knight Cheshire permanently stationed as a foundation.
An ordinary noble family did not even have a grand knight. This was a symbol of power. For the current Borg Chamber of Commerce to have such a grand knight, they could basically do whatever they wanted in the port of the East County City.
Borg Chamber of Commerce was basically the number one chamber of Commerce in the port of the East County City!
"Oh." Kant seemed to have not noticed the chill in the air.
He glanced at the Lion Knight who had put his hand on the hilt of his sword and had an unfriendly look on his face. Kant shook his head slightly to indicate that he should calm down. Instead, he stood up and twisted his neck. "My question is, why hasn't Borg come down to see me yet?"
"You… you…" the old butler was completely stunned by Kant.
"Good, good, good." Cheshire revealed a sinister smile. "You dare to go against me."
Kant's words simply ignored him.
The calm expression on his face, as if he did not notice the cold, was even more humiliating to Cheshire. How could he, a respected grand knight, endure such humiliation.
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"Also." Kant frowned slightly. "Let Borg come and see me."
"Bang!"
The frost under Cheshire's feet instantly exploded.
He was already filled with anger. He approached Kant step by step. The white frost in his originally empty hand instantly condensed into the shape of a glove, directly grabbing onto Kant's head. "I want to let you know what bone-piercing cold is!"
However, his footsteps stopped slightly.
Because someone stood up.
It was a guard wearing a linen robe next to him.
However, his body was suffused with a red glow. He held Cheshire's wrist so that even if his hand had condensed frost. He held so tight that Cheshire was not be able to move his hand further
The Lion Knight had great strength. He was even more familiar with the application of extraordinary strength. He was an even stronger grand knight!
"You actually…" shock appeared in Cheshire's eyes.
Even the old butler stared blankly at the guard who he had originally looked down on. The guard used his glowing hand that was glowing red to hold onto grand knight Cheshire's hand of ice. Cheshire could not move at all, as if he were imprisoned.
"Ignorant!"
However, another guard stood up beside him.
He also looked like a commoner who was wearing a linen robe. However, the red glow in his hand spread along with the knight sword that was half drawn out. A dangerous aura appeared along with the berating voice, "Step back!"
"Pu –"
Cheshire quickly took a few steps back.
The frost in his hand dissipated, but there were still red marks of fingers on his wrist.
He looked at the two Lion Knights and exclaimed, "You… you are both top-notch grand knights… how is this possible!"
That's right, these lion knights were top-notch grand knights.
If they crossed that line, they would be even stronger.
The extraordinary knights!
It was not the same as the grand knights who possessed extraordinary powers. Extraordinary knight was a powerful knight who was said to be comparable to top-notch mages who could skillfully use spells and even control the elemental powers of the world. He could completely destroy an elite army of knights by himself.
He was also the peak of knight-level and the strongest!
"You… you… you…"
At this moment, even Cheshire could not say anything vicious.
He had just entered the realm of grand knight. In terms of control over extraordinary power, he was not a match for the two Lion Knights. If they really started a battle, he might be killed by the two of them in a short while.
After mastering extraordinary power with great destructive power, a grand knight's battle would be much more on attacking with his power!
If he were slightly careless and revealed a small flaw, it would be death to him!
A grand knight was just like that. He had grasped an astonishing destructive power, but he did not have a corresponding defense.
And a simple armor would not be able to defend against an extraordinary power. Even the best chain armor could defend against the chop of a longsword, but it could not defend against the damage of the extraordinary power attached to the longsword.
It was an additional damage that could not be effectively blocked by physical means!
At this moment.
Kant smiled. "I request that Borg come to see me as soon as possible."
He paused slightly and looked at the old butler with a mockingly smile, "Perhaps he did not tell you how he saved the family's trade caravan that was on the verge of bankruptcy."
"No… No…"
The old butler only felt his legs trembling.
He could not imagine that Kant, who was originally a small noble, would suddenly become a terrifying enemy that could destroy the Borg Chamber of Commerce. Especially those two grand knights disguised as ordinary guards, which made his heart tremble.
The old butler gulped, he realized that he could no longer stay here. He hurriedly bowed and said, "I'll go now."
"Very good." Kant smiled and waved his hand. "Go quickly."
"Yes, yes." the old Butler immediately turned around and left the hall, almost running away in a panic.
But Cheshire did not dare to move.
His breathing was heavy.
Looking at the other eight guards who were still sitting on the chairs in front of him, his eyes showed fear. He trembled slightly and wanted to say something, but in the end, he gulped dejectedly and stood on the spot in silence.
The ten Sarrandian Horsemen beside them also remained expressionless and silent.
But their mentality was completely different.
Just like usual, there was no change at all!
They were Kant's cavalries and were only served under Borg.
Although they had their own thoughts and received Borg's almost extravagant treatment, in reality, they were always loyal to Kant and would not really choose to submit to outsiders because of any threats or inducements.
This was the most persistent loyalty in the depths of their souls, a faith that was even more loyal than the most fanatical religious believers!
"Sit down." Kant waved at the riders. "It's quite tiring to stand."
"Yes, sir." the Sarrandian Horsemen nodded.
As usual, without the slightest hesitation, they went to the chairs by the wall and sat down.
As for the maids who had already hidden in the corner, they watched all of this in panic. In their small worldview, what was happening now was like a dream.
The Grand Knight Cheshire, who was originally arrogant, stood still like a quail and did not dare to move.
The stubborn old butler fled the hall in fear like a defeated soldier.
The 10 knights who were previously indifferent chose to submit.
In the most luxurious hall of the Borg Chamber of Commerce, Mr. Kant, who was an outsider, was actually acted like the master, casually giving orders without the slightest hesitant of being an outsider.
In fact, with Kant's previous funding, he could indeed be considered the master of this place.
He was the source of the rise of the Borg Chamber of Commerce.
And he relied on it even more.
In the past, the Borg Chamber of Commerce had obtained quite a lot of quotas in the table salt trade.
However, this Mr. Borg actually felt that he had a full set of wings and wanted to completely fly solo without his control. This was something Kant could not tolerate.
No, it would never be tolerated.
To him, this hidden chess piece could easily be set up again.
It was just that he wanted to betray Kant and still enjoy wealth and glory. Yet, he didn't think it was wrong and deserve all the wealth he got.
That would not do.
Kant needed Borg to remember who was the one who was the boss.
Once in the Nahrin Desert, he could pull Borg up from the brink of bankruptcy. Then in the East County, he could similarly be pushed back him back into bankruptcy from the peak of prosperity!
This was Kant's ability. He had absolute power and could easily achieve this.
He was only dealing with a merchant.
It was not a war to destroy a country.
Even if those noble families knew, they would choose to compromise and would not use this as a pretext to make a move.
After the battle with Viscount Gibran, the entire Dukedom of Leo fell into a strange silence. Even those noble families who were originally eyeing Kant with covetous eyes calmed down and carefully measured the true strength of this Duke's second son.
After all, there were more than 10 grand knights with Kant
They were confirmed that night, this might be the strength of a top-tier noble.
The kind that they could not mess with.
Moreover, the base built by Kant in Nahrin Desert definitely had grand knights in charge of guarding his territory.
When both sides combined, Baron Kant could have 20 mighty grand knights. Even a top-tier noble did not have such power. Perhaps only the inheritance of the royal family could compare to it.
Rashly opposing Kant was not a wise choice. These noble families knew very well.
And here, Borg also understood that he seemed to have made a mistake.
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Chapter 402: Borg's Despair
Not long after, Borg appeared at the side door.
Following him were the old butler in charge of the firm, as well as the family butler that Kant had seen before, who was captured in the Nahrin Desert together with Borg back then.
But compared to their once humble and down-and-out appearance, they were clearly more spirited now.
Hair oil was smeared on their heads.
The clothes on their bodies were all top-notch noble attire.
Top-notch accessories were hung on their bodies, and there was an emerald ring on their slender and white fingers.
Other than their gloomy and unsightly expressions, if they met him outside, he would definitely be regarded as the legitimate son of a top-notch noble. The family butler beside him was also a hereditary butler that could only be passed down from generation to generation by a top-notch noble.
"Lord Borg." the maidservants who were originally standing by the wall saw their master and came over one after another to salute.
Borg did not care. Instead, with a gloomy expression, he swept his gaze over the 10 Sarrandian Horsemen who were sitting in the hall. He directly waved his hand and berated the maidservants, "Retreat."
The maidservants could not wait to leave and immediately retreated.
The room immediately became quiet.
"Mr. Borg." Cheshire also walked over and nodded, standing behind Borg.
"Mm." Borg also nodded, his expression softening slightly. However, looking at the 10 Sarrandian Horsemen who were still sitting on the chairs in the hall, he could not help but say in a deep voice, "You guys can come over too."
However, the 10 Sarrandian Horsemen did not seem to hear him and continued to sit on the chairs.
This made Borg annoyed.
"I'm not familiar with you." He gritted his teeth and snorted coldly.
He looked at Kant and forced a smile on his gloomy face. "Mr. Kant, I really didn't expect you to come to my firm. However, I can't receive you tonight because I have to attend the port governor's banquet."
"Banquet." Kant smiled calmly. "Do you like to attend the banquet at nine o'clock?"
"If I want to." Borg, on the other hand, leaned on his black cane and raised his chin slightly. His expression was slightly arrogant. "I can attend."
His tone paused. He looked at Kant, who did not have the slightest hint of anger. Instead, there was a playful look on his face. Borg narrowed his eyes slightly. "I am about to win the daughter of the port governor and obtain the title of baron. Although I am a noble in the palace, I have already established my foundation in the Silver Platter Kingdom. I can buy a village on the south bank of the Renistons River."
Kant smiled and said, "On the south bank of the Renistons River, I remember that it should be Fort Nazaire. It was occupied by the Silver Platter Kingdom ten years ago. The villages and farmland there have also been allocated to the villagers of the Silver platter kingdom for reclamation."
"But I have connections." Borg raised his eyebrows and said, "The financial officer of Fort Nazaire is my good friend!"
Kant continued to smile and nodded. "Oh, that's good."
However, Borg felt humiliated by Kant's calm appearance. The recent honor had made him a little lost. However, when he glanced at the two grand knights who were dressed in ordinary clothes but actually possessed extraordinary powers, he still suppressed his anger, he said, "Lord Kant, you have to understand the current situation."
"The current situation?"
Kant was still acted flighty, he pretended to be confused and asked, "Please answer."
"Ha." Borg gritted his teeth. He could not maintain his gentlemanly demeanor.
He took half a step forward and looked at Kant. He was not afraid at all. He slowly said, "The East County is not the North County. Countess Agatha controls everything. Even Grand Duke Cameron could not infiltrate this place."
Kant smiled playfully. "And then?"
"What do you want!" Borg completely lost his patience. "Kant, do you really think that the 2,000 great silver coins you once gave me and these 10 ingrates that can't be fed enough can buy me off!?"
"What do you mean?" Kant was not angry.
"I'll give you 3,000 great silver coins!" Borg did not hesitate.
He glanced at the two guards and gritted his teeth, "Our relationship ends here. Don't think that your table salt is what I need. If I want, I can use my own trade caravan to buy it from other merchants." He paused and then said solemnly, "My Borg Chamber of Commerce will always be mine. Even you can't interfere."
"Yes." Kant nodded. "Of course it's yours."
"Mr. Borg, Mr. Kant." The old butler said at this time, "How about this? We used to be friends. We will hold a grand banquet tomorrow and invite the noble and famous people of the East County City to come as a welcome ceremony."
"They will come because of me." Borg also curled the corners of his mouth.
Looking at Kant, Borg continued, "Then I will take my leave first. The governor of the port is still waiting for me. If nothing goes wrong, I will give you 3,000 great silver coins at noon tomorrow. Mr. Kant, we don't have much to talk about, but I also want to thank you for the help you gave me back then."
"No, no, no, it's not like that." Kant smiled and raised his right hand, indicating for a pause. "Please wait."
"Is there anything else?" Borg took half a step back.
He was still afraid of Kant's calm expression, or rather, of the two grand knights behind him, he could not help but warn, "I am now a top-notch merchant in the East County City. I am qualified to attend even Countess Agatha's banquet. If you want to make a move, I hope you can think clearly about the current situation."
"I heard that Mr. Kant, you have always been under great pressure from the other noble families in the North County. However, in the East County, we can become friends."
The personal butler also smiled. "What do you think?"
"What do I think?"
Kant still smiled.
However, he said in a sarcastic tone, "Back then, you were not like this when you knelt before me like a dog. Why? Do you think that you can be a gentleman in front of me now that you have done well?"
The hall suddenly fell silent.
Cheshire looked at everything in front of him in shock.
The old butler was also shocked and didn't know what to say.
But for Borg and his personal butler, their faces were extremely red. It was as if someone had slapped them a dozen times. In fact, Kant's action was indeed slapping their faces.
In the past six months, Borg had never heard such vulgar words!
He pointed at Kant and was so angry that he could not speak. "You… you really… really…"
"I'm telling the truth." Kant pulled the chair over.
He sat down directly and looked at Borg who was standing in front of him. "I don't need 3,000 great silver coins. Remember what I told you before? Don't choose to betray me."
"I'm not loyal to you." Borg's face turned red. "You're just a small baron!"
"That's right." Kant nodded. "But you're not even a Baron."
"So what you're a baron?" Borg roared angrily. "This is East County. If I call my friends, you won't even be able to leave the East County. You'll be hacked to death in this port. Do you understand? Don't think that just because you have two grand knights, it doesn't matter. This is the East County!"
"It seems like your friends didn't tell you anything." Kant narrowed his eyes, and the mocking smile on his face became more intense. "If they had told you, I'm afraid you would still be kneeling in front of me."
"What on earth are you talking about?"
Borg's face turned red, but his anger strangely disappeared.
He looked at Cheshire, who remained silent like he was not involved.
He also saw the shock in Cheshire's eyes. He slowly turned his head and saw the other eight guards in linen robes standing up at the same time. His hand that was holding the wooden staff trembled slightly, he was completely stunned, "They… they are all… grand knights…"
The red light appeared before his eyes. All of these grand knights in front of him terrified him. He did not even know what qualifications he had to oppose Kant.
Even Cheshire, who was also a grand knight, was terrified as well.
In front of these mighty grand knights, what was he?
At this time, he also remembered Kant's words.
He finally understood why those noble friends had been a lot more cautious in the past two days.
But when he asked them what had happened, no one told him. They just told him to be more steady recently. Now that he thought about it carefully, it was clear that those noble friends had heard the news of Kant's arrival!
Avilis Castle was a necessary route to come here and related it to the so-called transformation of Viscount Gibran into a demon.
How could Borg not have guessed that it was the infamous Baron Kant in front of him!
"You should know now." Kant smiled.
Sitting on the chair, he looked at Borg and said calmly, "Kneel down and beg for my forgiveness."
"Plop." Borg knelt down without hesitation. "Kant… Baron Kant, please forgive my rudeness! Forgive my rudeness!" his whole body trembled, and he felt like he had turned back to the son of that broken businessman.
At this time, even the personal butler had knelt down, including the old butler.
"And you," Kant looked at Cheshire. "Kneel down."
The ten Lion Knights behind him placed their hands on the hilt of their swords and looked at him coldly. Red light flashed, and the extraordinary power that belonged to the Sarleon national knights slowly spread out with a dense killing intent.
"I… I am a Grand Knight sent by the Silver Platter Kingdom…" Cheshire gulped.
His arrogance and pride had disappeared without a trace. There was only fear, "You cannot treat me like this!"
"A grand knight sent by the Silver Platter Kingdom?" Kant's lips curled up. "I'll make you kneel."
"Plop." Cheshire only felt his legs go weak.
The premonition of death made him kneel on the ground without hesitation. "Baron Kant, please forgive my rudeness. My family was once loyal to Princess Sofia. I hope you know this."
"Oh, Princess Sofia, my mother."
Kant smiled calmly. "Very well, things are getting more and more interesting." He looked at Cheshire, he said, "Then what is your purpose in coming to the Dukedom of Leo? I know clearly that the former subordinates of Princess Sofia were left behind on the Resniston River and become the lowly bandits!"
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Chapter 403: The Opportunity Given by Kant
That's right, this was also Kant's problem.
He did not understand the current situation of Princess Sofia's old subordinates. This grand knight Cheshire actually claimed that he was also an old subordinate who stayed in the Silver Platter Kingdom, which really puzzled Kant.
There was too little information.
Kant could only analyze it by himself through the available information.
Looking at Cheshire and the so-called family behind him, he had some thoughts.
In this world, strength was still paramount. The so-called loyalty was still a gimmick of submitting to absolute force. If Kant had absolute military power, then no one would betray him.
Even the loyal vassals of the enemy would have too many scruples when facing the oppression and surrender.
The surrender between the noble and the noble was not a humiliation.
It was just a change of country to be a vassal.
The feudal era.
Or it should be called the era of the noble republic.
Even the king was only the spokesperson of the noble group, or the chairman of the board.
If this kingdom, or it should be said a company, went bankrupt and was acquired by other companies, the chairman of the board would change, but the directors would still be directors, but the shares in their hands would be diluted and reduced.
But it was still better than losing their lives. The nobles were people who cared about their dignity, and they were willing to continue this kind of life.
This was also the reason why the noble was the best at the art of compromise.
For example, Princess Sofia's old subordinates.
The power was falling apart.
Those who were lucky were stationed in the Dukedom of Leo, barely fitting into the noble circle, such as Baron Dylan.
Those who were unlucky became the water bandits of the Resniston River. They made a living by robbing, kidnapping, and extortion. They were constantly besieged by the river patrol team, and they were risking their lives to make a living.
As for what happened to the old subordinates that were still in the Silver Platter Kingdom, Kant did not know.
That was why he asked Cheshire why he was here.
The Dukedom of Leo was good.
But the Silver Platter Kingdom was undoubtedly more prosperous.
Cheshire looked hesitant.
But he saw the ten grand knights beside Kant had already put their hands back on the hilts of their swords, he could only lower his head dejectedly. "I am a grand knight sent by the Silver Platter Kingdom, the new prefectural territory, which is also the south bank of the Resniston River. It used to belong to the Dukedom of Leo, Fort Nazaire." He said it so easily.
However, Borg, who was still kneeling on the ground beside him, suddenly raised his head. His lips trembled, and his eyes were filled with disbelief.
It was clear that when Borg had gone to the Silver Platter Kingdom to discuss business cooperation, he had unintentionally saved this grand knight who had been chased down by a top-tier noble. Cheshire then followed Borg out of gratitude for saving his life.
This story was also listed as the proudest thing in Borg's life, and was often used as a topic for discussion.
It also attracted the envy of many merchants.
"Very good." Kant did not care about how Cheshire ended up here.
Instead, he nodded at Cheshire's serious answer and said with satisfaction, "Continue. Your cooperation will increase your impression in my heart. I really like everyone to follow the rules."
"Thank you for your praise, Lord Kant." Cheshire immediately bowed.
"No! It's not like that!" However, Borg interrupted them. "The lord of Fort Nazaire should be Viscount Taylor." He raised his head in despair. "You… You're clearly telling me that… you've offended a top-tier noble!"
Cheshire snorted slightly disdainfully at this, "Mr. Borg, please don't be childish."
"You…" Borg's eyes were filled with despair.
He gritted his teeth and gripped his sleeves tightly. However, he did not have any strength left in his body. Tears rolled down his cheeks. He suddenly realized that what he had done was very laughable.
He was just a businessman with a small reputation in the East County City, but his status was still low.
Cheshire thought the same, followed Borg was just a disguise.
Cheshire bent down slightly, he looked at Kant and continued to report, "Lord, I am a spy sent by Viscount Taylor of the new county to the East County. My intention is to infiltrate the Dukedom of Leo and use the Borg Chamber of Commerce to contact the nobles who are easily buy over and willing to change side to Silver Platter Kingdom."
"Is the Silver Platter Kingdom planning to invade Dukedom of Leo again?" Kant raised his eyebrows and asked.
"Yes." Cheshire did not hide anything. "Princess Sofia failed in the beginning, but she still left behind a lot of secrets. It's only been ten years now, and since those secrets have yet to disappear, it's time to use them again."
Kant's lips curled up. "Very interesting."
"This is the paradise of the powerful."
Cheshire bowed respectfully to Kant and said, "Lord, you are the noble who is worthy of respect. You are the master that my family used to be loyal to. However, because of the internal suppression of the Silver Platter Kingdom, we lost the support of Princess Sofia. We can only temporarily rely on the others to survive."
Pausing for a moment, he gritted his teeth and said, "But in the end, we can't gain the trust of others. That's why I was sent here. To be driven by a lowly merchant, this is simply an insult."
Borg's face turned pale as he listened from the side.
In the past, he enjoyed his success and wealth, but all of this was based on the benefits Kant had brought to him.
Even though he had coincidentally obtained the help of a grand knight like Cheshire, in reality, it was actually a plot set up by the Silver Platter Kingdom to reconquer the Dukedom of Leo.
If that day really came, then Borg Chamber of Commerce would become Silver Platter Kingdom's insider.
Even if the Borg family didn't want to join the Silver Platter Kingdom, they couldn't do anything about it. When that time came, Cheshire, who was once a loyal grand knight, could even take over the Borg Chamber of Commerce.
After all, he was a grand knight. In a world where military power was paramount, he was equal to a superior.
It was obvious just by thinking about it.
Cheshire had deigned to become a bodyguard in the Chamber of Commerce. It was simply a humiliation, a disgrace to a grand knight. He would be ridiculed by any noble who heard of it.
No matter how good his development was, unless Borg could become a real noble, Cheshire would never be able to integrate into the mainstream circle as a grand knight. He would become the object of ridicule by everyone.
Status was the standard of the noble.
A knight was equivalent to a quasi-noble.
A grand knight was a complete noble.
If one did not have real power, he would become a palace noble. If he made contributions on battlefield, he would be a warrior boor. If he could marry other nobles for decades, he would become a respected new noble.
The status of a grand knight was actually almost the same as a real baron.
This was an advantage brought by power.
Cheshire wanted to use the Borg Chamber of Commerce to complete the infiltration of the Silver Platter Kingdom into the East County.
After all, East County was a semi-independent territory outside of the Dukedom of Leo. As long as they conquered this place, they could directly seal off the Resniston River and South County.
Moreover, in the East County, they could directly attack the North County and South County.
The force in East County could cooperate with the Silver Platter Kingdom to attack the South County.
They had almost formed an encirclement net.
It was very brilliant.
Even Kant couldn't help but nod, praising the encirclement net strategic plan.
However, this encirclement net was destined to fail. This was because the East County wouldn't be controlled by Cheshire.
Even if he had laid a lot of foundations through Borg Chamber of Commerce, it was still impossible.
Because Kant would not allow it.
The Borg Chamber of Commerce had once been on the verge of bankruptcy. If one thought about it carefully, perhaps it had something to do with the methods of the Silver Platter Kingdom. It even had something to do with some of the East County's noble families who acted as fence-sitters.
But since Kant had supported Borg and brought this chamber of commerce back to life. Then it meant that he had invested in this chamber of Commerce, and he was definitely the chairman.
Without the 2,000 great silver coins that Kant had provided, it would be very difficult for the Borg Chamber of Commerce to come back to life.
Even if the Silver Platter Kingdom helped the Chamber of Commerce to rise again from the brink of bankruptcy, Borg might not be the person-in-charge anymore. Even if he were, he would just be a puppet.
"Lord Kant!" Borg had already thought of this at this time.
He was not stupid. He was just blinded by his success.
Now that he thought about it carefully, his rise was too unexpected, and those nobles were too kind to him. It must be known that in the past, those merchants who were even stronger than him would bow and scrape before the noble.
But he actually became friends with those arrogant nobles!
This was obviously not right.
Looking at Kant, Borg begged sorrowfully, "I know I'm wrong. Please let me be your merchant again. I finally understand that there is a conspiracy. Lord Kant, please, I really made a mistake!"
Even the old butler and personal butler next to him also understood. Their bodies trembled, and their faces were filled with misery.
There was nothing they could do.
They had indeed made a mistake.
However, when Cheshire heard their pleas, his expression changed slightly, he bent down and said to Kant, "Lord Kant, these people are just lowly trashes. Please don't believe them. Since they were able to betray you once, there will be a second time. And I am Princess Sofia's old subordinate. There are even quite a number of old subordinates left in the Silver Platter Kingdom who are not doing well. I can definitely pull some strings for you and make them return to your side, restoring Princess Sofia's glory back then."
"Mm, not bad." Kant nodded calmly. There was no superfluous expression on his face.
He did not say yes or no.
Instead, he placed his hand on his chin and rubbed it slightly, as if he was thinking.
The current situation was becoming more and more interesting. The East County was becoming more and more complicated.
The Crimson Sect's development in the dark.
The quarrels between the noble families.
The infiltration of the Silver Platter Kingdom.
Of course.
Kant's forces were also infiltrating.
Many forces were intertwined, and even Countess Agatha had become a top noble in name, but the actual commanding power had been divided among the various forces.
The Crimson Sect had developed and controlled most of the military power of Avilis Castle.
The various noble families with ulterior motives controlled most of the land.
There was also the Silver Platter Kingdom, which had already placed its hands on those noble families and began to use highly profitable commercial activities to draw them in and divide them.
The Borg Chamber of Commerce was a typical example.
They had become someone else's chess piece.
"My aunt has been set up." Kant couldn't help but shake his head.
But thinking about it, there was nothing he could do. Countess Agatha, who once had a portion of the military power to support her, lost her power after losing the Gale Mercenary Group and the assault team.
The Gale Mercenary Group was an elite cavalry team. They were raised in the center of the North County and South County, as well as the East County.
If there was any situation, they could quickly rush back to support her.
Unfortunately, they were all wiped out by Kant including the assault team.
As long as they successfully controlled Baron Dylan's Stone Pass, the table salt trade would fall into her hands.
A steady stream of silver coins would appear in her hands. Whether it was to rope in the noble families or to create a more elite army, she had the resources. Even if she hired a foreign mercenary group, it would be enough for her to completely control the East County.
However, she did not expect Kant's strength to be so strong that he could ignore the Dukedom of Leo.
"But it doesn't matter."
Kant narrowed his eyes.
He did not have any interest in the regime.
If he really became a king, how to balance the noble families, feed the commoners, and develop the country would be a headache. After all, the real world was not as good as a city with the help of the system.
People's thoughts were strange, and the so-called loyalty could change at any time. It was far inferior to the NPCs of the system.
Moreover, they were also living humans after coming to this world.
As long as they controlled the core, Kant would be in an invincible position. No matter how the forces in other parts of the world developed, they would eventually become Kant's vassals, more like layers of onion-like colonial systems!
"You guys continue to develop here."
Kant smiled and looked at Borg and Cheshire. "I won't disturb you."
"Lord Kant!"
Borg, who had been lying limply on the ground, suddenly raised his head as if he had found a straw to cry for help.
"I need you to serve me. It's that simple. You can do whatever you want with the Silver Platter Kingdom. But in the end, you have to know that I want to seize the final fruit." Kant knocked on the table and said faintly, "No matter what method you use."
"Yes…" Borg and Cheshire answered with difficulty.
In their hearts, Kant was still unable to compare to the Silver Platter Kingdom.
But Kant saw through their thoughts. "The old king of the Silver Platter Kingdom is about to pass away. As the eldest son of the first wife, he has always been weak and sickly. So, perhaps I still have the qualifications to inherit the throne."
"Uh…"
Cheshire's eyes suddenly widened. "Indeed… Indeed!"
Borg looked at Kant in shock. As a merchant, he did not have the ability to come into contact with too many secrets.
Although he knew that Princess Sofia was the princess of the Silver Platter Kingdom, the law of inheritance for a noble was not something he could understand. Moreover, there would definitely be bloodshed in this.
"That's what I meant." Kant stood up.
He turned his head to look at the ten Sarrandian Horsemen beside him and ordered, "You guys can follow me back."
"Yes!" the Sarrandian Horsemen immediately obeyed.
However, Kant glanced at the ten grand knights beside him and calmly said, "You guys stay here and protect Borg. His safety needs to be protected. Of course, there's also Mr. Cheshire. I don't think the two of you will mind."
In the end, he spoke to Borg and Cheshire.
"I don't mind!" the two of them didn't dare to refuse.
It was obviously a type of surveillance. If they refused now, the consequences would be bad.
Kant didn't need them to refuse either. These ten grand knights were enough to massacre the firm's powerful military force. After the massacre, they probably wouldn't even close the city gates. They would make the group of killers leave quickly and not dare to block the port.
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Chapter 404: Borg's Thoughts
Kant quickly left the office with his men. The sky was already very dark, and there was chill in the air. This was the chill that came from the wilderness in the west.
The hall of the office was still brightly lit.
The luxurious furniture and clothing were better than the small living room of a top noble.
But no one cared.
Borg slowly propped himself up on the ground.
The two butlers on both sides also slowly climbed up with pale faces.
Even Cheshire looked depressed. They looked at each other, then looked at the 10 guests who were still sitting on the chairs in the hall. They couldn't spit out a word.
Since things had already come to this point, there was nothing much to say.
Kant, the Supreme Lord had returned.
He had officially returned with his mighty power.
All the conspiracies and tricks were like a joke. It was like a glacier had encountered a furnace and was easily melted by the surging heat wave. All of these disappeared into thin air.
They were completely helpless with the 10 grand knights who were currently waiting in the hall with expressionless faces.
But in reality, these grand knights were not all of them.
Look at Baron Kant, he handed over the command of these grand knights to them so easily.
It was obvious that there might be more grand knights hiding behind the scenes, but not all of them were revealed. They would only show their proper deterrence at the most critical moment jut like now.
"Alright." Borg took a deep breath.
He wiped the tears off his face and turned to the two butlers beside him. He said in a low voice, "Cancel the governor of the port's banquet for me. If you need an excuse, just say that I suddenly fell ill." He paused for a moment and then continued, "Send the silver artifact from the Silver Platter Kingdom on the second floor as a gift."
"Isn't that your favorite handicraft, Mr. Borg…" the personal butler dissuaded him, "You love it, but why are you giving it away now?"
"It's just a gift."
Borg closed his eyes. "Besides, the development of the Borg Chamber of Commerce needs the support of the port governor."
The old butler who was in charge of the Borg Chamber of Commerce didn't say anything.
He could see it.
This was an investment.
The Borg Chamber of Commerce indeed needed the support of the port governor.
Otherwise, as a new merchant, Borg would not be so eager to marry the daughter of the port governor. Even if he had to spend money to buy land in the Silver Platter Kingdom and become a palace noble in the East County City, he would still marry that not-so-pretty girl.
The political marriage was mutually beneficial, and both sides gained what they lacked in each other.
Now, he was also doing this for self-protection!
Borg had already betrayed Kant once.
As an intelligent person, he knew that he could no longer be accepted into Kant's core of power.
That was why he was more proactive and spent more money to participate in the port governor's noble circle. Although he would not betray Kant again in the short term, he would also not continue to fall into the same situation as he was now.
Even if he left the Borg Chamber of Commerce, there might be a way out.
If there was really no way out, he would be living a life of a poor man that was not much different from death.
Having enjoyed a life of wealth and honor, Borg would never return to the kind of life where he was on the verge of bankruptcy, helpless, and ultimately humiliated, begging others to lead him to venture to the Nahrin Desert in search of an opportunity.
Although he finally obtained such an opportunity, he became Kant's puppet.
That's right, he was a puppet.
In Borg's opinion, that was the case.
The real power was still firmly controlled by Kant. He was just a spokesperson in front of the screen, a puppet waiting for the final order, a professional manager working for the boss.
The personal butler bowed and left.
Soon, with a few servants who didn't know what was going on, they quickly left the office with the wrapped gifts.
The port governor's banquet was about to begin. They needed to rush over as soon as possible, especially when Borg couldn't be there personally. They needed to explain the situation as soon as possible and show their etiquette.
After all, they were just a merchant family.
It was already an honor to be able to attend the banquet.
The atmosphere in the office's hall was still gloomy.
However, the old butler beside them had already lost some of his arrogance. Instead, he spoke in a deep voice and did not avoid saying, "Mr. Borg."
"Yes." Borg nodded. His voice carried an uncontrollable haggard tone. "What is it?"
"Actually, it doesn't matter," the old butler said. "The merchants of the Dukedom of Leo don't have high statuses. All in all, they are tools to collect wealth for the top-tier nobles. If you think about it carefully, you have a lot of autonomy now. In fact, compared to the leaders of the trade caravan, you are more like a real leader of the trade caravan."
"Yes, that's true." Borg nodded. He did not avoid Cheshire and the 10 Lion Knights beside him. He sat on the chair and said with a bitter smile, "But only by becoming a noble can you get rid of all this."
"Perhaps." the old butler was silent.
"I'm going to rest." Cheshire shook his head.
With a mocking expression on his face, he strode towards the second floor of the firm, he walked to his room. "You guys are taking things for granted. So what if you become a noble? In the true noble circle, it's even crueler than what a businessman like you can understand." He paused, he glanced at Borg, "My family was once a great noble."
Borg was silent. Looking at Cheshire's mocking face, he also laughed mockingly. He shook his head and sighed softly. "I just want to find a way out. I don't have many ideas."
"If you're loyal to Lord Kant, you'll only receive gifts."
A Lion Knight reminded him.
"Yes." Borg just answered casually.
He understood very well.
Baron Kant was indeed at the height of his power.
He was stronger than the counties in Dukedom of Leo.
At this moment, many people had already admitted that half of the North County territory was under Baron Kant's ruling. Even Viscount Wayne, who was supposed to be the lord of the North County, could only pinch his nose and confirm this news.
Kant's forces had already completely left the Nahrin Desert and extended to the North County.
This caused countless people to be worried.
There were also reactions.
Looking at the combined army of close to 20,000 people gathered at Viscount Wayne's Logue Castle, they knew that those small noble families and schemers with ulterior motives still had a deep fear of Baron Kant.
Otherwise, they would not have gathered an alliance army of 20,000 people and allowed Viscount Wayne to temporarily control it.
This was enough to be the number of main forces on the battlefield.
Although there were very few elites, most of them were mercenaries who came from outside on the Resniston River.
But even so, they could still launch a battle that was enough to shake a county. Even if they attacked the South County at this time, with the advantage of numbers, they would probably be able to attack Lion Fort in one go.
There might be stronger existences in this alliance.
For example, wandering mages and grand knights.
They were the forces of those top-tier noble families who were unwilling to be left alone.
Their roles were to launch an unexpected attack to Baron Kant's forces. It would be best if they could let these miscellaneous forces join forces and put Baron Kant in a crisis.
Of course, at that time, the alliance would gradually collapse due to the tragic casualties.
At that time, it was time for the top-tier noble families to reap the benefits.
This was an open plot. Viscount Wayne knew all of this, and even the others understood this point.
But there was no other way. In order to ensure the safety of the estate, he had to swallow this bitter fruit. Otherwise, Viscount Wayne alone would not be able to contend against Kant. If he surrendered and lost his status as a top-tier noble, then his family would decline.
If he still relied on the strength of the Dukedom of Leo and fought to a draw, perhaps there was still hope.
This was also Borg's idea.
He had expected it.
Or rather, it was his own guess.
He did not think that Baron Kant would win the final victory.
No matter how many extraordinary powers Kant had, he would still lose to Dukedom of Leo.
This was a powerful country that had been established hundreds of years ago. They believed in the god of war, Edmund, so the military strength of this country had always been quite high. They could even resist the Silver Platter Kingdom, or even fight head-on without falling into a disadvantage.
A mere force, Baron Kant's force, could not compare to the Silver Platter Kingdom.
If Kant were defeated, Borg would need a new way to save himself.
"How sad."
He stood up and walked towards the top of the building. He just casually told the old butler, "I'll leave this place to you. Let our friend rest well. Treat them the same as Cheshire."
"Yes." the old butler bowed. As the butler, he only needed to listen.
The ten remaining Lion Knights did not care.
They all had their own thoughts.
But they also had a mission.
Since they were given order to stay and protect the safety of this place, they had to take responsibility.
However, from the current situation, they understood in their hearts that protection was secondary. The most important thing was to intimidate and guard this place for Lord Kant to prevent too much trouble.
If Borg wanted to sell off the chamber of commerce and leave secretly, they would definitely not sit idly by.
The Sarleon Lion Knight from the Pendor Continent.
They were the elite noble.
They also had some understanding of politics and business.
Although they looked cold, if Borg caused some troubles, they would not need Kant's orders to solve it. Moreover, they could handle it nicely.
They were much better than the Level 4 Sarrandian Horseman.
The night deepened.
But many people had no intention of sleeping.
In the governor's mansion not far away, the lights were bright, and countless noble families gathered inside to hold a grand banquet.
But when the personal butler went in to explain the situation, and a secret agent came in to tell some news. The entire banquet quickly ended, and it was almost discordant. Everyone left, and it was more like they fled.
The entire governor's mansion quickly fell into silence.
This was a night that was destined to not be peaceful.
However, there were still many people who were secretly colluding. They had other thoughts about the future situation.
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Chapter 405: Assassination in the Night
Kant left the building and walked on the streets in the night.
The 10 Sarrandian Horseman had already changed their clothes and changed back into their own Sarrandian armors and weapons. They led the Sarrandian horse and walked behind silently.
They had completed their mission.
Next, the ten stronger Sarleon Lion Knights would be in charge.
In fact, Kant was not happy with the actions of these Sarrandian Horsemen.
After all, these horsemen were Borg's bodyguards and Kant's monitors. However, they did not successfully infiltrate Kant's influence into Borg's heart. Instead, it had a bad effect.
Not only were Borg in control of the situation, but they had also become his fighters.
Thinking of this, Kant felt helpless.
These horsemen were not noble.
They were only an elite troop class.
In the Sarrand Sultanate, they were only slightly higher than the commoners.
Although they were real humans, in terms of intelligence, they had become simple and straight forward because of years of battle. They could not compare to Borg, a businessman who had been trained by years of business education.
It was no wonder that Borg could manipulate these riders.
But there was one thing.
Borg also took the horsemen's duties as a pledge of allegiance.
He thought that with some power and wealth, he could let them betray Kant and turn to him.
Perhaps that was true in reality.
But these Sarrandian Horsemen did not come from reality.
Instead, they were from the world of "Mount and Blade" that relied on Kant to survive. They were the individuals from the tiny in southwest corner of the Sarrandian Desert of Continent of Caradia.
Their loyalty to Kant was unbreakable, and they would never betray Kant. Both sides had a faint sense of connection.
If the connection was cut off…
It would be death.
Or they would lose themselves due to special circumstances.
However, if their connection was cut off, it also meant that they were not an ally anymore, but an enemy.
Perhaps the second possibility could only be formed by means of mind control. However, Kant had never heard of it in this world, nor had he seen anyone used it. It was something that could not happen.
The night deepened.
The stars and moon emitted a bright light.
Torches were lit on the streets, and patrols with torches walked past.
However, when they saw Kant, they did not even have the intention to interrogate him. They went around the corner and went to other streets. Even some of the gang members who were hiding in the dark were so scared that they trembled and hid in the corners, not daring to come out.
There was not even a carriage. The entire street of the port seemed to have fallen into silence.
There was a strange silence.
"Something's not right."
Some of the Sarrandian Horseman sensed the abnormality and slowly grasped the scimitar hilt in their hands.
They looked around cautiously. Their left arm was covered with a round shield, forming a small defensive circle with each other. They even put on the Sarrandian chain armor.
Soon, they were fully armed and ready for battle.
Their warhorses were behind them.
Their weapons and equipment were all on the horses.
They already wore the Sarrandian chain armor on them.
Although they were covered in linen robes, it did not affect their flexibility in battle.
On the contrary, they formed a standard infantry defensive formation around Kant. Although there were fewer people, even if they faced dozens of enemies, they could rely on their excellent equipment and elite strength to hold them off for a while.
Of course, as a grand knight, Kant did not need their protection.
He swept his gaze across the night sky.
He only sighed slightly, "I've made a mistake."
If there were ten Lion Knights who possessed extraordinary powers, by his side, these guys would probably be just a small problem for him.
Now.
Kant needed to personally come down and solve the trouble.
His right hand was also on the hilt of his sword. Kant was still walking on the street.
The night became increasingly quiet.
The people around him completely disappeared.
The torches on the entire street were faintly burning.
However, in just a few short minutes, the torches were gradually extinguished. Even the starlight and moonlight in the sky gradually dimmed. The entire street in the port suddenly became extremely dark. It was so dark that it was almost impossible to see one's fingers.
"Shasha, Shasha, Shasha –"
The sound of something rubbing against each other was heard.
It approached from afar.
Its speed also became faster and faster.
It gradually shortened the distance around Kant and the others, as if it was going to come into contact with them in an extremely short time.
Even a slight wind with a fishy smell appeared in his nostrils. The smell was simply nauseating, like a slaughterhouse in the summer. Even Kant could not bear it.
"Whoosh –"
The sound of sword drawing appeared.
Kant gritted his teeth, and his right hand directly pulled out his Sword of King from the sheath at his waist.
A turbulent golden light surged out rapidly, and an incomparably strong positive energy poured out as if pouring out. It instantly illuminated the surrounding space, and at the same time, the energy that could completely destroy everything erupted at an extremely fast speed.
"Buzz — pu — pu — pu — pu — pu — pu — pu — pu — pu –"
Countless black shadows exploded within the powerful golden light.
Wisps of fine red fog were cleansed within the golden light or were directly turned into smoke.
"Enemy attack!"
Sarrandian Horsemen raised their longswords.
Occasionally, there would be a black shadow struggling to break through the golden light and approach them. They slashed with their scimitars fiercely, and along with a screech, the black shadow that was cut in half by their waists was instantly vanished by the golden light.
It lasted for almost a few minutes before the black shadow outside the golden light disappeared.
A thick smell of blood came from it.
It carried a slightly rotten smell.
Kant put the Sword of King in his hand above his head.
He turned his head to look at the surrounding pitch-black streets. The light of the stars and moon in the sky was still blocked.
It was a dark cloud.
He did not know when, but a thick dark cloud shrouded the sky above his head.
It just happened to cover the port.
"Lord, there are strange figures."
Sarrandian Horseman approached and said in a deep voice, "They are right in front."
"I see them." Kant nodded.
On the street in front, there were many figures in the center of the dark street.
They seemed to be wearing black robes and a black hood on their heads. They were holding a long lance in their hands. The line was very dense. It was dark, as if they were waiting in a line.
"Baron Kant."
Someone stepped forward.
He spoke slowly, his voice extremely hoarse, "You have offended the authority of our lord. According to the punishment of the Crimson Sect and the will of our Lord, you must be sentenced to death, so that your soul will be burned in the flames of our lord for ten thousand years."
"How terrifying." Kant chuckled. "And then?"
"Surrender."
That person continued to speak in a deep voice, "My lord can grant you eternal life."
Kant's lips curled up. "Interesting." He clenched his Sword of King tightly, "But how could a demon, an evil creature from the abyss, sentence me to death here? This is simply a joke. It makes me feel interesting."
"Then you're choosing death."
That person did not hesitate at all. "Kill him!"
After the order was given, those black-robed enemies with long lance in their hands stepped forward.
They acted swiftly.
They did not give Kant a second chance to make a choice.
Perhaps they all understood that Kant would not really make a choice. Their inquiry was only a probe. Since it was useless to talk now, then they would use the simplest method, which was to kill Kant!
"Imbeciles." However, Kant smiled cunningly in response to their threat.
It was very disdainful!
The reason why grand knights were called grand knights.
It was definitely not simply because they had extraordinary powers. It was also because of their terrifying destructive power on the battlefield!
The King's Power and the Divine Power circulated together in Kant's body. He himself already had these two extraordinary powers. As he erupted with his full strength, a golden light mixed with a white light of extraordinary flames was displayed without a doubt.
He was also a grand knight!
But before Kant charged towards them.
Behind the enemy, the sound of galloping horses' hooves came whistling like a flood.
"Boom Boom Boom –"
At the front.
The blood-red air wave swept up like a dazzling red light.
The figures moved quickly, and the galloping sound of the warhorse became louder and louder. The hooves of the horses beat on the ground, and even the soles of their feet could be felt trembling. It was like an earthquake, but it was more like a flood was gradually approaching!
It was the violent sound brought about by the charge of the numerous cavalry groups!
Twenty Lion Knights led the charge.
Fifty Lion Squires were the core force.
They came whistling through the stone-paved road of the port. Finally, they charged into the back of the black-robed enemy soldiers who had yet to react.
In the front row, the thick awl-shaped lance pierced through many enemies.
Even the mail armor under their black robes were pierced through.
Warhorses shook the ground.
The violent power swept across the street, destroying more than 600 enemy soldiers in black robes. They did not even stop. Relying on their extraordinary power, the Lion Knights covered in blood-red flames and pushed forward fiercely. They charged into the dense formation, stirring up a bloody storm.
After abandoning their lances, with their sharp swords and their outstanding melee combat strength, they were like a pride of lions charging into a flock of sheep and slaughtering to their heart's content!
The black-robed soldiers of the Crimson Sect were ambushed from behind, they almost collapsed on the spot.
They could not even organize a resistance.
At the front.
The enemy leader who had given the order to attack was clearly a grand knight, even though his entire body was covered in fiery red flames. However, he was killed on the spot by three strikes from the Lion Knights who were charging close to him!
On the streets, more than 600 black-robed soldiers who were holding long lance had been scattered.
They had suffered heavy casualties.
The remaining troops.
They were scared out of their wits and fled to the dark corners around them.
The Lion Knights and Lion Squires did not chase after them. Instead, they quickly came to Kant's side and glanced at the 10 Sarrandian Horsemen behind him. They could not help but frown. "Lord, we have to evacuate this place!"
"What's going on?"
Kant asked in a deep voice, "Why are you in such a hurry?"
"We were attacked!"
The Lion Knight in the lead quickly replied, "There were enemies from the Crimson Sect attacked our hotel in the middle of the night. However, due to our strict security, we did not suffer too many casualties. Instead, we took the opportunity to kill our way out. However, when we thought that you were still in the port, we came to pick you up. It was fortunate that we came in time."
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Chapter 406: The Obstacles at the City Gate
"You guys are right on time" Kant nodded.
On the street, the strong smell of blood permeated the air. There were broken limbs everywhere. There were also many black-robed men who were not completely dead yet. They were wailing in pain and convulsing in pain, like the most lowly insects.
Legitimacy belonged to the victor; losers were always in the wrong. The losers should be punished by cruel reality.
Just like now.
Some people might pity their pain, but Kant wouldn't.
Kant walked forward and pulled out his sword. A strong golden light appeared, like a searchlight. Kant used the sword as a stick and lifted the face under a hood. It was a middle-aged man.
"City defense troop." Kant raised his eyebrows, but he also recognized his identity.
He walked to the side.
He lifted the black robe and hood on his body again.
These black-robed soldiers were wearing exquisite mail armor. In fact, one could tell from looking at the lance on the ground that they were all equipment that only the port city defense troop had.
This meant that the enemy that came to attack him this time was the city defense troop of this port.
"As expected, this place was infiltrated."
Kant shook his head.
He was not surprised by this matter. In fact, when he came to the port and went to the office of the Borg Chamber of Commerce, he even suspected that the Borg Chamber of Commerce that he supported might have been infiltrated by the Crimson Sect.
After all, although Borg had received his funding, his development was too fast.
It was astonishingly fast.
In just a few short months, he had gone from a small bankrupt chamber of commerce to the largest one in the East County.
He did not have the support of the top noble forces behind him. It was entirely Borg's luck that he had gone step by step to achieve his current achievements.
Of course, he was indeed not infiltrated by the Crimson Sect. Instead, it was the Silver Platter Kingdom that had infiltrated him.
It seemed that being infiltrated by either side looked the same, but it was always different.
Compared to the Silver Platter Kingdom, Kant was more wary of the demonic forces hidden in the dark.
For example, Viscount Gibran of the Crimson Sect had actually sided with the evil. If Kant had not accidentally discovered this, he would have been deceived and even believed in the peace on the surface of the human countries.
Now, the undercurrents were surging!
"We have to end this infiltration operation that has been exposed as soon as possible."
Kant narrowed his eyes.
He turned over and mounted an empty horse. He ordered in a deep voice,
"Let's go!"
"Yes!" the knights responded one after another.
Ignoring the thick smell of blood that was still lingering on the street, they quickly followed the road they came from and began to run toward the city gate. They wanted to leave this place at an extremely fast speed to avoid being surrounded by the enemy.
If the Crimson Sect used the official spokesperson of the noble, they would risk their lives to trap Kant here.
It was not impossible.
Hundreds of archers would attack them at the city wall.
Thousands of arrows rained down. Even grand knights would die on the spot.
If they used ballistae, catapults, and other siege weapons, with the powerful lethality of such weapons, it was possible that Kant and the rest of them would be wiped out here. They would die miserably!
Kant did not doubt that the religious fanatics would do such a thing.
He only doubted were they able to take action fast enough!
The exquisite horseshoes heavily hit the stone pavement.
Kant led the cavalry forward at high speed. Just ahead, the city gates of the port could be seen again.
However, at this time, the city gates of the port, which should have no curfew and was completely open to the outside world, were actually prepared to close slowly under the command of a few middle-level generals.
The city gates were already closed, and the latches were about to be inserted.
If it were completely closed, the city gates made of iron bars and thick wooden planks would not be so easy to open again.
Looking not far away, the middle-level commanders' expressions changed drastically, and they looked very panicked.
Now, Kant did not need to guess. He could see that the disciples of the Crimson Sect hiding in the port had finally made their move. They wanted the city defense troop in the port to keep him and the cavalry in the port!
But before Kant could give the order to charge, there was a commotion at the city gate.
The city guards on the city wall, who were holding bows and crossbows, scattered and fled.
There were even some who fell and could not get up.
These city guards had been ordered here by the commanders at the last minute. They thought that they were only helping, but they did not expect that there would be a sudden battle. The situation was even worse than facing the water bandits!
At least those water bandits would not be bold enough to attack the port.
But now, something worse happened.
Hundreds of unfamiliar soldiers charged to the city gate in the dark and threw the pilums. The confused city guards did not even have time to react before they were crashed by a wave of pilums.
Especially at the top of the city gate, many city guards were lying on the ground, not daring to stand up at all.
The night was dark, and the wind was strong.
Even with the light of the stars and the moon, it was still dark.
However, the pilums thrown by those unfamiliar enemies outside were extremely accurate. Almost anyone who showed themselves would die.
Also, in the port, there was a large number of cavalries charging over. If they did not want to die miserably, it was best to hide in a safe place and not resist and wait for everything to end on their own.
Those guys did not look like water bandits anyway.
There was another crucial point.
Even if it was a robbery, it had nothing to do with them.
Inside were the warehouses of the foreign merchants. Even if they robbed all of them, the guards would not suffer any losses. At most, they would be reprimanded for not doing their duties. As for the punishment, it was impossible. The noble above them still needed someone to watch the door for them!
"Let's go! Let's go!"
This caused the city guards stationed on the city walls to flee one after another.
As for those guys below the city gates who wanted to bolt the door, they threw the things in their hands and ran in all directions. There were even two middle-level commanders whose faces were pale. They could only turn around and flee as well.
They had appeared here because they had been coerced by the Crimson Sect.
Or rather, they were just pawns that had been exposed.
There was only one person in the lead.
The commander stood in place with a solemn expression, holding a longsword in his hand. A ball of blood-red aura burst out from his body. He was obviously an important figure of the Crimson Sect who had grasped extraordinary power and had infiltrated the port!
Now, he stood here and wanted to block Kant and the others alone!
"Get rid of him!"
Kant didn't care at all.
He turned to the left and right side and ordered in a deep voice, "Open the city gate quickly and leave with Rolf and his men. We can't drag this on any longer!"
"Yes!"
Some Lion Knights immediately nodded and urged their horses forward.
"Whoosh –"
The sound of swords being drawn appeared.
Four Lion Knights rode at the front, and the same arrogant blood-colored flames clashed.
However, the blood-colored flame that belonged to the battlefield of endless battles was definitely not something that a demon-type blood-colored flame could withstand. The commander who wanted to block Kant and the others from leaving the port by himself had also collapsed to the ground.
His head and neck were separated, and he was easily decapitated by the four Lion Knights in the instant they crossed each other.
The city gate was also opened.
Outside, a group of people were blocking the way with spears in their hands.
When they saw that it was Kant and the others who opened the gate, they all cheered. One by one, they hurriedly put away their weapons and quickly got on their horses. They followed Kant and the others and galloped on the road.
They were Rolf and the 500 Elite Desert Bandit!
"Lord!"
Rolf caught up with Kant.
He seemed anxious. He reported in a deep voice, "We were attacked. Fortunately, we didn't suffer too many casualties. After we killed our way out of the entertainment district, we came to look for you. I didn't expect that something happened in the port."
Kant nodded silently. "It seems that someone still hates me to the bone."
"Go back, Lord!"
Rolf gritted his teeth and said, "And then kill our way back!"
"Yes." Kant's expression was calm. He did not deny Rolf's words. "One day, I will return with my rage." After a pause, he looked at the dark East County City on the horizon in the distance, he could not help but take a deep breath. "And I think that this day will not be too far away!"
Rolf complimented him on the side. "When that time comes, I will be your most loyal blade!"
"I think so too." Kant smiled.
But his expression quickly became solemn. "Let's leave this place for now and head to the riverbank of Resniston River. I hope that we can find the crack from the ancient passage as soon as possible and go back through it."
"This… is a bit risky." Rolf frowned slightly and advised, "We don't know the exact location yet."
"We already know."
Kant narrowed his eyes slightly. "I can sense it."
He turned his horse around.
He led the cavalry and galloped towards the south at high speed.
Just to the south of the riverbank, if they continued to move west along the riverbank, they would be able to find the mouth of the river that had already split open.
This was indeed a reaction. After becoming a grand knight, his reaction was undoubtedly much stronger, especially towards the divine powers that he had encountered before. Even if he was quite far away, he could still sense the spread of a small amount of power.
However, at this moment, Kant also sensed that an evil power was growing the East County.
Or rather, he had already sensed it.
The moment he arrived at the East County.
A sense of oppression appeared in his heart.
He had originally thought that it was because of the cold current that came from the wilderness nearby.
But in reality, it was the actions of the Crimson Sect that allowed the demon's power to revive in the East County, especially in the direction of Mountain of Death. That oppressive feeling made people's hearts palpitate heavily.
Kant was also regretful. It would have been better if he had brought the mage along.
Their senses were even clearer.
Their mental strength was also stronger.
However, when Kant rode his horse to the vicinity of the river, the distant horizon was the long river that was three to four hundred meters wide. On the other side of the river was the estate of the Dukedom of Leo, but it was now occupied by the Silver Platter Kingdom.
This was not the most important thing. The most important thing was that Kant sensed a new power.
It was somewhat unfamiliar and particularly familiar.
Divine Power.
To be precise.
It should be mixed with the divine power of the Sun, divine power!
Kant slightly lowered his head and said thoughtfully, "If I'm not wrong, this should be the Power of Light that only the Holy Church possesses. They have just become the top religion of the Silver Platter Kingdom and even established as the national religion."
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Chapter 407: The Entrance to the Ancient Passage
In the Silver Platter Kingdom, the Holy Church had expelled the power of the mage in the wilderness and officially brought this rich kingdom under their control. It could be said that the entire country used the Holy Church as the spiritual and religious hub.
As the saying of Holy Church, let the glory of the god of light spread throughout the land.
Of course.
It was very simple for Kant.
It was just another god similar to the god of war, Edmund, who had obtained the worship of a kingdom.
The difference was only the strength of the support. One had to know that in the Dukedom of Leo, although the faith of the god of war, Edmund, was the national religion, its influence was not too great. The church of the god of war was also a force that existed by relying on the noble system.
It was under the control of Grand Duke of Dukedom of Leo
The Silver Platter Kingdom was a little more complicated.
The inheritance of the royal power was in this rich kingdom. Because the old king was seriously ill and the successor who was about to be replaced him was weak and sickly, there was a small setback in the authority of the royal family.
This made the power of the top-tier noble, and the religion begin to rise abruptly.
Especially the Holy Church.
They expelled the mage who had originally been subordinate to the top-tier noble.
It could be said that they had already occupied the majority classes of the Silver Platter Kingdom, especially the many lesser noble and lower-tier civilians were supporting the Holy Church. In an extremely short period of time, they had grasped the power of the Silver Platter Kingdom in their own hands.
Other than not being a top-tier noble and not receiving a strict conferment ceremony, it could be said that the Holy Church had the equal power to the king!
"But that's fine." Kant muttered.
The power that the Holy Church possessed could also restrain the power of demons.
It could even restrain the power of the undead. After all, this so-called Power of Light contained the same dense positive energy, including the holy energy and the scorching heat of the fire element. It was the nemesis of all negative energy of the evil type.
This power might be able to restrain the attacks of the demons and the undead at the critical moment. At the very least, it was much stronger than the Dukedom of Leo.
But it really had reached that stage, the situation was absolutely going into a worse scenario. After all, the first target of the demons and the undead was Kant, who was in the middle of the Nahrin Desert and the Senwaya Range!
If even he could not withstand it, it would be even more difficult with the power of these feudal kingdoms to resist them.
Kant's expression turned cold.
Although his current situation was not good, it was not a desperate situation.
However, all the signs had completely indicated that the bottom of reality hid absolute danger. For example, the Crimson Sect that was still lurking in the East County could already be considered as the spokesperson of the demon forces!
If not for that, those ordinary humans wouldn't be considered a threat.
But look at Viscount Gibran's appearance after his transformation.
His entire body was purplish red.
There were goat horns protruding out of his forehead.
His entire body was bloated and carried a strong sense of violence.
His eyes were filled with evil, chaos, madness and bloodlust. Only the highest level of rationality from the humans and Kant's powerful King's Power made him retreat in the end, Escape to Mountain of Death as a place to wait for Kant to walk into his trap.
That was the lair of the Crimson Sect, perhaps even the lair of the demons!
"It's getting more and more interesting."
Kant gritted his teeth.
He spurred his horse forward. On the banks of the Resniston River, many farms were closing their main doors. Inside the watchtower on the main doors, there were also militia who lit torches, carefully guarding against the possible appearance of the water bandits.
Although they did not know what exactly happened in the East County, they were worried about the water bandits.
No one dared to block their way.
So many cavalries were trekking in groups.
If there was nothing wrong, they would not dare to come out and stop them.
These militiamen were already helpless and did not dare to fight the water bandits, who were poorly equipped and only relied on their ferocity and bravery. Now, with so many cavalries, they would be annihilated if they fought these cavalries.
One had to know that there were at most thirty to fifty militiamen in a farm.
Any more than that would be the noble's serfs.
Of course, the militiamen were also the guards, supervisors, and people who supervised the serfs to do their work. Defending against external enemies was only part of their job. In front of a truly large group of water bandits, they would probably just turn around and flee.
As for the serfs, who were equivalent to human-shaped livestock, whether they lived or died had nothing to do with the militiamen.
In fact, those nobles didn't care at all.
Slaves weren't worth much.
Having a farm was just to ensure their own food base. The ones who really earned money were the trade caravan from the Dukedom of Leo, as well as the fleets that relied on the river to shuttle between the human kingdoms.
These were the best ways to earn great silver coins.
"Things won't be so smooth in the future." Kant looked gloomy.
He reined in his horse slightly, and the cavalry behind him immediately slowed down.
Rolf rode over from behind and asked, "Lord Kant, what's wrong?"
"It's right in front."
Kant said, "The way to leave."
"In front?" Rolf frowned.
In front, it was still the vast river surface of the river.
Under the moonlight, the waves were shimmering. Occasionally, a few merchant ships could be seen forming a team, taking advantage of the moonlight and stars to slowly drift over the river. There were also guards looking at Kant and the others on the shore warily.
Obviously, they were also afraid.
However, Rolf didn't care about these merchant ships. Instead, he asked, "Lord, I didn't see it."
"It's not the river surface."
Kant smiled. "The small river ahead."
"The small river?"
Only then did Rolf realize that on the horizon ahead, on the north bank of the river, there was a slender river flowing over. It seemed to be only ten meters wide. Compared to the river of about 300 meters, it was indeed a small river.
Perhaps this was also a branch of the river that provided water.
"Let's go."
Kant shook the reins and turned to head north.
At the end of his line of sight, which was the source of the small river in the north. It was a protruding hill surrounded by barren hills and rocks. It was like a remnant of the mountain range, or a mountain peak made of rubble.
It was a very inconspicuous small place. The surrounding land was barren, and there wasn't even a farm.
But it was there.
It was precisely the entrance of the ancient passage.
Kant could clearly sense that there was a faint divine power circulating at the top of the mountain.
It had a burning feeling that belonged to the sun. It was the divine power of the so-called sun god that had been passed down since ancient times, and it continued the glory that had dissipated.
After leaving the port, they rode their horses and galloped here for about four hours.
It was the border of the East County.
After the mountain.
They continued to look west and saw the wilderness.
The river that originated from the mountain had clearly demarcated the border. The land to the west had started to become barren. The soil was slightly yellowish and had the appearance of a desert. At night, there was frost that could be seen.
If they continued to look west, they would see the barren and cold wilderness.
It was a place where uncivilized barbarians lived.
Kant's goal was to find the ancient passage at the source of the river, which was the mountain top. At that time, they would be able to return to the "Aaron" City in the Senwaya Range.
This was also very simple. After riding for less than half an hour, they had already arrived at the hill.
A crack about half a meter wide appeared.
Below it was a spring.
A faint golden light emerged from the crack, as if there was something mysterious inside.
However, the crack was not very wide. It was only the size of a fist. This was also the reason why no one had noticed the abnormality here for a long time.
But Kant was different.
His mind had once followed the golden light to this place.
He knew that inside the crack was the ancient passage!
"Whoosh –"
The Sword of King in his hand was pulled out, and a powerful King's Power suddenly erupted. As Kant swung his sword, the entire mountain rock was instantly split open. With the powerful extraordinary power and the invincible sharpness of Sword of King, the rock that had been cut into pieces was cut down.
As the rock rolled down, the half-meter-long and a fist-wide crack suddenly opened up. As a faint golden light appeared inside, a large black hole appeared in front of everyone.
Moreover, Kant's action was not over yet.
He continued to swing his sword.
The entire hole was destroyed by the powerful King's Power, or rather, it was changed.
The hole completely appeared in front of them. The 10-meter-wide stone road and the 20-meter-wide subterranean river took up most of the hill. Moreover, one could vaguely see the 10-meter-wide river beside it, it was the subterranean river that originated from the ancient passage. If they could remove the obstructing rocks, the river would become wider.
The flow of time had cut off the ancient passage. Logically speaking, this place should be an exit. After all, on this hill, there were many strange rocks and traces of the Senwaya Range.
These rocks came from there.
And then they were transported here.
As expected, a building similar to a temple was built here.
Just like on the peak of the Senwaya Range, when Kant had been before, he was still protected by a special magics, but after losing that power, it instantly turned into ashes.
The temple there was tainted by the power of the demons, but there was none here.
However, time did not let this temple go.
The former glory finally collapsed. The originally exquisite pillars were also turned into stones under the ravages of time.
The combination of many stones, the close combination, the weathering, the erosion of soil, the omnipresent wind and rain, and the cover of vegetation finally turned this place into a hill.
"The next time you come here, this will be a new village."
Kant smiled.
He turned his head to look at the cavalry behind him and directly rode his horse into the stone road of the ancient passage, at the same time, he ordered, "Rolf, you take 500 Elite Desert Bandit and stay here, and 10 Lion Knights to ensure the safety of this place. I will be back soon."
"Yes!" Rolf immediately nodded. This was not a mission for him.
So many troops stayed behind.
There were also powerful Lion Knights who could run amok in this place.
To the East County, this was a remote place. It was close to the wilderness and a corner that did not worth the attention. Even Kant would not care about the development of his force here. They would even be secretly happy that there was finally someone who could help suppress this place and help to defend against those barbarians!
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Chapter 408: The Ancient Passageway
Rolf immediately ordered the Elite Desert Bandit to dismount. He began to set up a temporary camp here. He had also prepared to stay and wait.
After all, this was an important estuary that connected to the Senwaya Range.
If there were any problems, it would be a huge problem that would directly cause a crisis in "Aaron" City!
It didn't matter much if the city was exposed. Since Kant was preparing to conquer the Dukedom of Leo, the exposure of "Aaron" was only a matter of time. After all, this important agricultural city in the mountains had to export all kinds of goods.
"Aaron" City was the supplier of raw materials.
The ancient passage was the channel.
Goods could be exported by land and water.
Using the underground city that was once a god's descendant shelter as a transit point, they could reach the mouth of the river, connect to the vast Resniston River, and then export the goods to the entire human countries and even further regions.
Table salt and date palm were enough to make the merchants to come and trade with them. These goods were the profitable ones in trading!
Kant also planned to build a new village at the mouth of the river.
Including that special building, the lair of the water bandits. In a short period of time, it formed a force that was hard to suppress. It was beyond the imagination of the many noble families in the East County. Kant was able to completely occupy this place.
Behind them was "Aaron", a city that was suitable for the Rhodok people who were good at defend the city.
As long as the troops were gathered here.
Together with the powerful marine troops, there would be no problem in defending this place.
Not to mention the noble families in the East County, even if the Silver Platter Kingdom and the Crimson Sect joined forces, they would probably not be able to do anything to this place. Especially in the ancient passageway and was the underground city as the middle node.
At worst, they could all retreat back to the underground city and defend it.
After all, the passageway was so narrow.
With a small number of troops defending here, no matter how many troops there were, they would not be able to use them!
This was Kant's idea. Building a new village here was basically foolproof. Furthermore, there was the water bandits' lair, which was a crucial recruitment building.
Rhodok troops were defending the city on the ground.
The water bandits from Nord were defending the city on water.
As long as they could clear the rubble at the mouth of the river, remove all the obstacles, dig out and widen the small river in front of them, and merge with the Resniston River. Then, Kant's idea could be achieved.
They would officially step into the territory of the Dukedom of Leo and step onto the stage of history!
"Guard this place carefully."
Kant also paid special attention to the surroundings of this hill.
Looking at the gentle terrain of the surrounding mountains and the slightly protruding position of the ancient passage, he cautiously warned Rolf, "If anyone comes here, you must definitely guard here. You must not easily give up on this place."
Rolf also nodded solemnly. "We will guard this place to the death."
"Very good." Kant nodded in satisfaction.
He gently tapped the horse's belly and rode into the ancient passage.
Behind him, 10 Lion Knights and 50 Lion Squires immediately followed. With a cold and dark air, they completely returned to the ancient passage. Following the faint light that appeared on the stone statue on the wall, they advanced at high speed.
However, Rolf and the Elite Desert Bandits did not follow.
Instead, they set up their tents.
A temporary camp was set up around this hill.
Including the remaining 10 Lion Knights, as well as the 10 Sarrandian Horsemen who had lived by Borg's side for a long time and were familiar with the river, they stayed behind to help Rolf and the Elite Desert Bandit defend the entrance of ancient passage.
In the ancient passage, the rolling hooves of horses beat on the stone pavement. Even the sound of the river had been suppressed.
They moved forward at high speed.
This kind of neatly cut stone pavement was extremely suitable for riding horses.
It was just like the best racetrack. Although it was not a solid layer of soil, it could still withstand force of the galloping warhorses. Furthermore, the surface of the road was flat, which was a big advantage.
The muddy road in the Dukedom of Leo could be considered very bad for the warhorse.
They spurred their horses forward.
They took a short break on the way.
They reached the underground city in about 24 hours.
It was just within one day.
There was no obstruction. Other than the roar of the warhorse, there was only the sound of the river. However, as the familiar environment entered their eyes, it meant that they were on the right path.
In the vast underground space, the stone buildings that had been passed down from ancient times were standing tall.
A large amount of shimmering moss and fluorescent mushrooms were embellished within.
In the gaps between the stone slabs of the square under one's feet.
On the rocks at the edges.
On the surface and corners of the city walls and buildings.
Also, on the top of the head, there were a few stalactites that were simply treated but still hung down like inverted cones. They were all underground luminous plants that provided a shimmering light, allowing this space to not be so dark that it was impossible to see.
But at the end of the city, there were several golden lights that refracted an even brighter light source.
That might not be correct.
It should be called a light pillar.
That's right, it was a bright yellow golden light pillar, just like the light of the sun.
Together with those glowing plants, it finally made this underground city light up. Even though it was as dark as the rainy day, there was absolutely no problem with the basic vision. It didn't matter even if there was no torch lighting.
Kant and his Lion Knights, who already had extraordinary powers, also had very good vision. They could still see things in this dim environment
They rode forward.
The entire dungeon had been cleared, and there were still ashes in the corner.
Faint negative energy was still lingering in the dark, but the entire dungeon was filled with weak positive energy, as if it were spread out by the light pillars.
Of course, that was indeed the case.
"Rest for now."
Kant gave the order.
Since they had arrived at this underground city, it meant that their journey wouldn't be too far.
It would take about half a day to gallop from here to the temple at the bottom of "Aaron" City. This was already a very close distance, and it was entirely thanks to the stone pavement built from ancient times.
Even if one walked on two legs, it would take one day to go back and forth.
If one relied on boats, it would be even faster.
This subterranean river originated from the bottom of "Aaron" City, all the way to the mouth of the hill river in the East County.
When going downstream, even a merchant ship that was full of goods could go directly to the mouth of the river by following the gentle current without having to open its sails. The time needed was estimated to be less than one day.
Even if it was going upstream, it could still move rapidly between the gentle current with the paddle.
Not to mention there was a breeze.
It was the wind from the Resniston River.
The mouth of the hill river was the corner of the big river. The erosion of the current caused the air to flow through countless possible ancient passageways. In this enclosed and relatively gentle space of the subterranean river, it formed the wind that was going against the current.
The specific reason could not be studied in detail.
But in the end.
As long as it was combined with paddling and sailing, the speed of the boat was no less than that of going downstream.
This was the advantage of the new village that located at the mouth of the river in the future. The new village would directly connect to the important "Aaron" City and receive the supplies form it so that it could develop faster.
This new village would develop faster than "Aaron" that it used to be.
Kant was now capable of doing so.
The virtuous circle has begun.
Whether it was ordinary supplies or war preparedness, they are guaranteed by the establishment of castles and cities. As for the new village, whether it was used for exporting supplies or military purpose, it could receive support from Kant's castle and city.
The support included early manpower and investment, and solutions to problems encountered in the development process.
A bonfire was lit.
A little baked bread and dried meat filled their stomachs.
Water sack was also heated in the ashes beside the bonfire, providing hot water for drinking and washing.
After a short rest in the stone house, Kant and the others finally set off again, galloping along the old passage, along the once-familiar road, and moving on.
About half a day passed.
A bright light appeared in front of them.
It was the flickering of torches, and at the same time, a low wall appeared at the end.
When Kant and the others walked in, they realized that it was not a low wall. It was clearly a troop of Rhodok Spearmen holding their spears, guarding against them.
It was clear that the spearmen who were stationed in the temple at all times were very conscientious.
They noticed that there was an inexplicable rumbling sound.
They immediately organized themselves.
Not only were there spearmen at the front, but the crossbowmen also holding Rhodok crossbows, and the Ravenstern Rangers were all ready to shoot.
Of course, this war was not going on.
How could they attack their most respected supreme lord?
"Lord!"
The soldiers stationed here bowed one after another.
At the same time, they quickly disbanded their formation and made way for Kant and the Lion Knights behind them to pass through.
Even within the temple, James, who was originally stationed here, had brought elite soldiers like Rhodok Sergeants, the Rhodok Sharpshooters, and the Ravenstern Sharpshooter to this place.
They had received the news that an unfamiliar cavalry team was approaching, and they had come because they were afraid that something unexpected would happen.
"Lord Kant!"
James hurriedly bowed.
When he saw the figure riding his horse, he quickly walked over and said in pleasant surprise, "I really didn't expect that it would be you. Could it be that you came from the opposite side of the ancient passage?"
"That's right." Kant nodded. "The path has already been opened."
"This is great!" James sighed.
Their plan was succeeded.
They left the temple.
They also came to the city on the peak of the mountain.
Kant left the cave tunnel and raised his head slightly. The stars in the sky were shining brightly, and the moonlight shone on the ground. Obviously, it was night now, and the night was very deep.
"It's in the middle of night."
James also reported the time.
"Oh." Kant nodded. "It's so late."
"Please go to the city hall to rest first, my lord." James also said respectfully, "The development of the city has now reached a stable period. When you have a good rest tomorrow, you will be able to discover the perfection of this city."
"Very good. I look forward to it."
Kant nodded.
When he looked at the outline of the city in the night, he smiled happily.
The development of the city was very good.
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Chapter 409: The Changes in the "Aaron" City
Smoke rose again in the night, and the chefs in the kitchen were busy.
The best ingredients were transported from the warehouse at the back, and the food they cooked was extremely delicious. It also had a fresh taste, which made people want to open their mouths and fill their whole bodies with satisfaction.
Especially the Lion Knights who had traveled all the way here, they were even more amazed by the delicious food.
This included Kant.
He still maintained his etiquette and finished the food elegantly.
Kant wiped his hands and mouth with a warm wet towel. With a smile on the corner of his mouth, he praised James who was beside him, "Judging from the food, I can tell that this city is on the right track."
"Of course."
James nodded. "Other than grain, which needs to be imported to catch up with the consumption of the citizens, there is no lack of fresh meat and fish." He paused and he looked very proud. "We will still have a bumper harvest of grain in the autumn. At that time, we won't need to import a large amount of it."
"Very good, very good." Kant nodded in satisfaction. "There is no need to worry about the issue of imports. When the ancient passage is re-opened, the grain from the Dukedom of Leo will continue to be transported over."
"That's great." James looked delighted. "This way, our grain gap will be completely filled."
"Mm." Kant nodded.
The population of this city had already reached 10,000 people. Most of their professions were farmer. Their mission was to reclaim the surrounding mountains, build terraced fields, sprinkle seeds and fertilization, and wait for the harvest in autumn.
Then, a small number of them were artisans and hunter fishermen.
Of course, there were also soldiers.
Currently, there were 1,000 soldiers stationed in the city.
These soldiers were the main force to maintain the stability of the region, especially in the process of expansion. They were the ones who dealt with the threats such as demonized creatures and low-level Jackalan.
"Let's rest for now."
Kant stood up.
It was already late at night. There was no point in continuing to ask about the development of this place.
It would be better to understand it in detail tomorrow. Moreover, Kant was extremely satisfied with the current development of "Aaron" City. Just by looking at the city that was well-organized in the night, he knew that it was developing extremely well.
James also stood up considerately and said, "Lord Kant, the room has been arranged for you."
Beside him, a maid immediately led the way.
The city hall had three floors and was relatively large. The top floor was also a place to rest.
Usually, it was the residence of James and some office workers. However, in order to let the Supreme Lord Kant rest, many people took the initiative to move out, so as not to affect the lord's rest at night.
This was the privilege of a lord in the feudal era. Of course, it was the same in any era.
In the largest room on the third floor.
The decoration was not luxurious, but the interior was neatly arranged.
Compared to the city of Rhodok in the game, the layout of the city hall or lord's hall, this place was much better. At the very least, the big bed made of velvet was very comfortable.
There were two dainty maids waiting at the door. The meaning was obvious.
"You can leave." Kant waved his hand.
He was not too enthusiastic about sports like sex.
Compared to being addicted to this primitive pleasure and becoming a slave of this pleasure, Kant, who had good self-control, was more willing to do such thing after he could control everything.
Moreover, he had traveled an extremely long distance. After nearly half a month, he was already very tired.
He washed up in his room and fell into a deep sleep.
It was a silent night.
He set out from Oasis Lookout's "Drondheim" Castle and went all the way through the central posthouse, Stone Pass, Nali Village, East County City, and the port. Then, he went to the hill river of the Resniston River and passed through the ancient passage before returning to "Aaron" City.
"Aaron" was his rear base, a place where he could sleep soundly.
He went to a deep sleep until his biological woke him up.
Kant finally opened his eyes, stretched his sore body in satisfaction, yawned and sat up on the bed.
It was already bright outside the window next to him, and faint shouts and rhythmic chants could be heard. Kant grabbed his robe and wrapped his body, and he came to the window.
The bright sunlight was a little dazzling.
It was actually noon, the brightest time of the day.
Kant narrowed his eyes.
After his eyes adapted to the light, what appeared in front of him was the city that had been completed at the top of the mountain.
Most of the buildings were typical of Rhodoks's construction style. The three-story small building was like a small fort made of stone and wood. The narrow windows and doors, as well as the relatively narrow streets, were bustling with pedestrians.
Men, women, old people, children, and peddlers who were selling handicrafts with carts.
The city was very lively.
It was a brand-new city.
But it was a city that had already formed a good atmosphere.
People had their own jobs and could receive their salaries at the city hall at any time. After all, they had put in their labor and they would also receive corresponding remuneration in the form of denar.
Compared to the almost public-owned lifestyle of all the members of the "Drondheim" Castle, it was different.
"Aaron" City was a private-owned society.
Various classes had been formed in the city.
They included the immigrant noble, the bourgeois class with small assets, and the laborer, the farmers, and so on.
As for the poor and slaves, none of them could be found here. After all, the city was still in the rapid development stage. With the help of trade with the "Mount and Blade" worlds, two sides had formed a better connection. As long as one was willing to work with their own hand and feet, they could get paid.
Most importantly, the government had built and distributed the house, which was equivalent to free welfare.
All of these were because of the system
But no matter what, the city had been reborn.
Including taxes, including all kinds of output, especially the reclamation of the surrounding land, it was far from being comparable to the "Drondheim" Castle on the Oasis Lookout.
This was the strength of civilian cities, providing an endless supply of materials and funds.
Of course, military castles also had a distinct characteristic, that was the army.
With only military but no civilian life, it would collapse on its own.
If there was only civilian life but no military, then it would be like the fattest lamb, only attracting the greedy gaze of the jackals.
The combination of the two was the most successful, strongest, and most inviolable force. Now Kant had successfully integrated the "Drondheim" Castle and the "Aaron" City together.
The new village that was about to be established was just the icing on the cake for the force that he had already completed.
"Very good." Kant turned around and left the window.
He put on his clothes and opened the door. There were maids waiting outside.
Seeing the Lord come out, she quickly bent her knees and greeted, "My lord, it's noon now and time for lunch. Lord James is getting people to prepare lunch. If you don't mind, please go to the the city hall and eat some desserts for the time being."
"Okay, that's it." Kant nodded and did not treat her as an outsider.
This was his city to begin with.
James was only the mayor that he had entrusted to manage the city.
If Kant could not take the initiative here, it would be equivalent to being abandoned by James and becoming a loner.
However, with the existence of the system, such a thing could not happen. No matter who it was, they would be loyal to Kant, even if it was James. Moreover, these maids did not have much thought and only listened to the arrangements obediently.
They arrived at the hall on the first floor.
The aroma of food wafted from the kitchen, making one gulped down mouthful of saliva.
Lunch was still being prepared. On the table there were sweet cakes and pastries brought by the servants.
It was a fruit cake made from date sugar mixed with the rich fruit resources of the Senwaya Range. It was a combination of flour and eggs, as well as cheese and honey. It was also sprinkled with a little wine. It became a gorgeous desert
It was baked very well. It tasted soft and delicious, and the fruit flavor was rich. It was almost as good as the cakes from his previous life.
Kant ate two or three of them in a row.
During this period of time, James also came back from his busy work outside. When he saw Kant on the main seat, he quickly bowed and said, "Lord Kant, forgive me for being late. I just went to the eastern mountain range. A hunter said that he found a wild apple forest there. After the investigation, we found that it was indeed so. In the future, we will have fresh wild apples to eat."
"How many are there?" Kant was a little curious.
"About 400 acres."
James smiled and said, "The entire mountain is full of wild apple trees. After investigating the surroundings, it seems that there are also hundreds of acres of apple trees. However, because they are wild apples, the yield is also less. It cannot be compared to the planted apple trees."
"This is already very good." Kant nodded in satisfaction. "Very good."
In feudal times, apples were not fruits.
They were a type of food.
For example, apples were boiled and eaten in the west.
In China, the apples were sliced and dried, perhaps sprinkled with salt as a side dish for the next meal.
Even in modern times, Europeans fried apples as a side dish for fried pork chops. It was enough to see the role of this fruit in ancient times, which was equivalent to a main dish.
Even the city of "Aaron" could produce a lot of apple preserves or applesauce.
As long as these it was stored well for a few months, it would not be a problem.
These apples were excellent goods.
The commoners of the Dukedom of Leo could not afford it.
However, it could be exported to other human countries through the Resniston River.
At the very least, Kant knew that the standard of living of the commoners in the Silver Platter Kingdom was slightly better than that of the Dukedom of Leo, which was still feudal. There were many commoners and bourgeoisie, they lived a better life than those poor people who served the noble.
Looking at the Dukedom of Leo, in order to maintain its huge military strength, the civilian class had already withered.
Most of them were landlords and merchants.
Or they were the knights and knight attendants who were given the title by the dukedom.
All of them relied on the noble to survive. There were very few free citizens who could support themselves on their own.
This also caused the commerce in the Dukedom of Leo to flow from the upper class. As for the commoners and poor people at the bottom, as well as the farmer who worked in the field's day and night, they did not have much purchasing power.
This was the case even for the wealthier South County.
The concentration of wealth at the upper class caused a huge gap between the rich and the poor.
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Chapter 410: A Reminder to James
The Senwaya Range was rich in hidden resources.
The newly discovered wild apple forest was just another addition to the original rich resources, and there were new discoveries every day.
In the hall, James reported to Kant in detail about the recent changes in the city.
He had also written a brief report.
Kant flipped through it carefully and looked at the information on the construction of the city. He nodded in satisfaction. "It's been hard on you during this period of time. You have definitely contributed to the development of this city."
"Everything is for your service." James lowered his head humbly.
"My compliment is sincere." Kant put down the briefing.
He stood up, went to the window, and looked at the city under the sun.
The crowd was still bustling. Other than the lack of livestock and a large number of carriages, it was as lively as the East County. People were busy with smiles on their faces, with hope for the future.
On the city wall, Rhodok Footmen were patrolling with long spears in their hands.
Archers and crossbowmen were stationed on the arrow towers and towers.
It was peaceful and harmonious.
It was full of vigor and prosperity.
Even on the hilltop outside the mountain peak, there were many peasant farmers holding farm tools in their hands. In their respective teams, they worked hard to open up the hillsides. They worked together to transport rocks and bags of soil, building terraced fields.
There was also an elevated canal with terraced fields. They used water carts to lift water from the river to form a diversion.
They irrigated most of the terraced fields that had been built.
Looked at the agriculture, the wheat fields were already full of green seedlings.
There were also tiny vines in the chickpea fields that twined around the sticks that had been planted beforehand.
There were also daffodils, which drew out small green plants. In the autumn, its red petals would be the most important raw material for making dyes, which could be used to dye the cloth with beautiful patterns.
In this lush agricultural terraced field, the distribution of animal husbandry was also very meticulous.
Flocks of sheep were being driven by the shepherds.
Their bodies were covered in white fleece. They looked a little fat, but in fact, they were quite strong. Looking at their vigorous figures, shuttling through the mountains, eating wild grass leisurely. It could be seen that these sheep were very comfortable here.
These sheep provided wool.
In the crafts area on the mountaintop, many farmers and women were washing and knitting wool.
Wool blankets, woolen sweaters, and other similar materials had already formed a scale and industry. Now, many people were wearing wool products that were breathable and warm.
On the mountainside.
Hundreds of grouses were flapping their wings and running back and forth.
In the fields, they pecked at the pests that could bring disaster to agriculture while feeding themselves. Then they contributed themselves into eggs on the table, chicken meat, and feathers on arrows in the military industry.
Swarms of bees flew past, humming and sucking the pollen from the wildflowers in the mountains.
It was late summer.
But there were always some flowers that pollinated.
Almost every week, they would harvest sweet honey from the hive, but because of the production problem, it could only be directly provided to Kant and a few commanders. The rest would all go to the sugar workshop and be mixed into date palm candies.
Sugar was a luxury condiment that was no less than salt, sometimes it was even slightly higher priced.
No one could refuse the sweet taste.
In fact, sugar was also seen as a kind of spice.
Now the "Aaron", is increasing the diversion of honeycomb, let more bees to separate the nest to increase production faster, get more honey, make more date palm sugar cubes.
But sugar is needed to be processed, the requirements of raw materials are higher. The overall output was far inferior to that of salt-making.
After all, Kant still had an endless stretch of salt and alkali soil in the depths of the Nahrin Desert.
That was the landscape formed by the salt lakes in ancient times that gradually dried up over ten thousand years. If one used manpower, one could dig up a large amount of white and raw coarse salt. With a little filtering and boiling, it would become edible coarse salt.
If there were more detailed processes, the edible coarse salt could completely become fine, white salt that was sought after by the noble.
However, the status of "Aaron" City was increasing day by day.
Although it did not have a pillar of table salt industry.
But with the development of agriculture, a large number of resources were discovered in the Senwaya Range, and the opening of the ancient passage, all indicated that the city was about to enter its glory.
Especially the connection to the Resniston River, it brought this glory to its peak.
"Aaron" City was a well-deserved foundation.
An endless stream of food was produced.
A large number of military supplies were produced.
"Drondheim" Castle had already completely placed the military factories here, including more handicraft and agriculture. All that was left in the castle was the military force and a small amount of subsistence agriculture.
This was why Kant praised James.
Every time he came here, he would find new changes in the city.
James was a doctor, but his management ability was also pretty good.
More and more prosperous changes appeared in front of him, this was the reason why Kant praised James, which really surprised him.
One had to know that in the beginning, this was just a small village.
Even the peak of the mountain was not fully occupied.
But at this time, this brand-new city with a population of more than 10,000 people was finally took shape.
James was the biggest contributor!
"The new village is about to be built." Kant turned his head.
He looked at James who was following beside him. "When the time comes, Rolf will temporarily be stationed there. I hope that you can provide the necessary assistance to help Rolf stabilize the situation of development."
"Understood." James nodded. "I will provide the necessary help and advice on management."
Kant nodded in satisfaction. "Very good."
He knew that James understood the meaning in his words.
After all, Rolf was an evil NPC and a war-type general. He was not good at managing a city.
Managing an estate was okay to him. He could use force and brutality to deter anyone. He could use strict rule and cruel methods to deter potential enemies who dared to resist. All of these were very useful in the newly conquered territory.
However, in the newly established village, it was undoubtedly not possible.
Stability and passion were needed.
Cruel rule would only bring complaints.
Even if Rolf did not pose a threat to the civilians on his side, he would still reveal the rule method that he was best at.
If he was really good at managing the estate, then this scoundrel noble came from a kingdom in the east, would not be forced to come to the Continent of Caradia to make a fortune because of the bankruptcy of his estate.
And in the game, it had also been said that Rolf's management level was poor.
After the players ruled the entire continent.
Rolf said that he wanted to return to his hometown.
But he wouldn't be back for long, and the reason was that he had used up all the property he had earned.
This simply showed that Rolf, a general who was good at killing, had no concept of building and managing his estate. He was really suitable to be the executioner and work for the noble that he loyal to.
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Chapter 411: Planned River Mouth Village
A lunch of exquisite and delicious food ended near evening.
During the meal, Kant and James had a detailed discussion about the future planning, especially on the other side of the ancient passage, the new village that was to be built at the river mouth.
This was Kant's third village.
It was also the third stronghold of his force, a powerful castle that was about to be developed.
Kant intended to build that new village into a castle with more prominent military uses.
This was related to the distribution of his force. After all, the mouth of the river was where the Dukedom of Leo, the Silver Platter Kingdom, and the Wildland intersected. There were also many hidden forces, such as the Crimson Sect, the water bandits of the Resniston River, and the fleets of various human countries.
It could be said that just by being at the mouth of the river, it was equivalent to being at the center of a storm.
It was easy to build a village.
It was also easy to develop.
However, it was very hard to survive the malicious attacks from many forces.
A city was a cluster of civilian buildings. Although there were also city walls and arrow towers to protect the outer shell, compared to a military castle that could be armed with the most sophisticated and sturdy city defense, a regular city was still slightly weaker in defense.
The towering castle was the main body, and there were city walls and arrow towers as defense lines.
Even if it were broken through, the castle itself could continue to resist the enemies.
In the feudal era, the castle system of Western Europe was like a turtle shell that strengthened defense.
During the period of cold weapons, even if there were millions of soldiers and all kinds of siege weapons, facing a well-built high-level castle, it would be still very hard to break through the castle despite only a thousand soldiers were guarding it.
The advantage in numbers was useless against such a huge stone building.
Even if there were siege weapons, it would be the same.
In the cold weapon era, no army could easily defeat the defending soldiers of the castle and completely occupy this military building that had an absolute position in the history of defense.
Only in the era of thermal weapons, which was after the invention of cannons, did this phenomenon end.
However, at that time, the castle had already evolved into a prism.
The city walls were no longer tall.
However, they were thick and heavy.
The main body of the castle was no longer huge.
However, the scattered military buildings could be closely connected.
With the cannons of the defenders, the firearms of the footmen, and a well-built prism, it would not be a problem to defend against tens of times the enemy. It was the strong performance of European city defense!
The current Kant's troop class was elite, but they were few in number. He could not achieve an advantage in troop size with short-term training of soldiers.
This could not be compared to those forces with historical foundations.
Kant was worried about the sea of people tactic.
If 10 natives were exchanged for the lives of one soldier from the system, then it would be a loss for Kant.
For Kant, it was a loss-making deal. Because in his force, there were only 10,000 soldiers. This was already his limit. After all, his population was only 25,000 people.
It was equivalent to 2.5 civilians supporting one soldier, and more than half of them were cavalry!
If it was not for the table salt trade that brought Kant an endless supply of denar or the countless "Mount and Blade" worlds backing him up, Kant would have long collapsed in front of the huge military force that he was struggling to maintain. He would have completely lost the capital to conquer this world.
This was the reason why Kant did not launch a direct attack on the Dukedom of Leo.
Once the existing trading system was destroyed or the planned dumping system for the colonies had not yet been established, it would be very troublesome to Kant.
He could not maintain such a huge army. With the maintenance fee of nearly 100,000 denars per week, Kant would not dare to take risks. It was really like dancing on the edge of a cliff.
100,000 denars per week.
That would be 400,000 denars per month.
The trade in table salt was conducted every two weeks, and each time it yielded 250,000 denars.
The monthly revenue was 500,000 denars, but after taking out 400,000 for the maintenance of the army and taking out all the food that the army and the people consumed on a daily basis, as well as the miscellaneous expenses, there was basically not much denar left.
The possibility of recruiting huge number of soldiers was not high in Kant's plan.
Of course, he still needed to recruit more soldiers.
The next step to deal with the siege of many enemies would be a bloody battle.
Kant needed to quickly build a new village at the mouth of the river. At the same time, he also needed to quickly upgrade the village to a fortress, and finally level up to a castle as fast as possible.
This was the only way to secure the area.
However, others would not pretend to ignore it.
The mouth of the river was very close to the Resniston River.
If the merchant ships on the river looked to the north, they would be able to discover the new village at the mouth of the river. Furthermore, it was a bigger fortress or a huge castle.
It was estimated that once the fortress was built, the enemy's attack would come.
Therefore, Kant had to discuss it carefully.
If the village was built, then he had to give it his all and upgrade this village to a very powerful fortress.
If they were lucky, they could upgrade the fortress to the early stage of the castle before the enemies could react, it would be easier to deal with the enemies. Therefore, their task load was extremely heavy and all of it was placed on this city.
"Aaron", this city in the middle of the Senwaya Range would be the backing of the new village!
They talked all night long.
Kant and James discussed until late at night before they went to rest.
In the morning of the next day, there were Desert Bandits stationed at the mountain pass posthouse. They had already spurred their horses and galloped in the Nahrin Desert. They were ready to head to the Lookout Oasis, "Drondheim" Castle, to deliver the order.
The "Drondheim" Castle was temporarily guarded by Manid and Joslin.
There were no abnormalities at the moment.
But they didn't let down their guard either.
Manid had completely given the authority of the table salt trade to the former leader of the trade caravan, Joslin, and asked him to replace him in the table salt trade with the Stone Pass.
As for Manid, he led his troops to patrol the Nahrin Desert.
With the Oasis Lookout as the center and from the salt mine posthouse to the central posthouse, many troops were deployed.
The large number of light cavalries mixed with a small number of elite heavy cavalry was extremely intimidating.
However, these troops were indeed put in use, especially at the salt mine posthouse. These cavalries defeated many small groups of skeleton cavalries that were still trying to infiltrate here, protecting the newly built salt mine posthouse.
In the vicinity of the central posthouse, there were also many spies sent by the Dukedom of Leo.
The Nahrin Desert was already in danger.
Kant's plan was to tear a hole in the predicament of being besieged, allowing his power to spread out and truly touch the side of the human countries. Using the various suspicions and instability of the human forces, in exchange for his rapid development in balance!
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Chapter 412: A Sudden War
Kant did not wait long in "Aaron" City.
As the Desert Bandits gave the order, the reinforcements from "Drondheim" Castle immediately set off. They were all cavalry troops with strong mobility. In just seven days, they had arrived at the mountain pass posthouse.
However, the troops that were mobilized this time were not the Heavy Cavalry of Kingdom of Swadia.
They were the troops of the Sarrand Sultanate.
Five hundred Mamlukes, one thousand and five hundred Sarrandian Horsemen and two thousand Desert Bandits had formed this cavalry unit.
The appearance of their equipment made the valiant aura of these Sarrand Sultanate cavalry unquestionable. Their powerful aura circulated, and they weren't inferior to the troop class of the Kingdom of Swadia.
They were also top-notch elites. They were the powerful cavalries that could face the enemy head-on and destroy all enemy!
The Sarrand Sultanate was originally a strong cavalry country.
Their top-notch cavalry troop, Mamluke, was second only to the Kingdom of Swadia's cavalry.
Even the Level-4 Sarrandian Horseman was slightly weaker to the Swadian Heavy Cavalries and Khergit Khanate's Lance Cavalries because their warhorse did not wear armor. However, they were still valiant as they belonged to the commando troop.
On a battlefield, they could defeat every footman, including the Rhodok and Nord people.
On a plain battlefield, cavalry was the true main force.
At the hill where Kant was about to build a new village, apart from the Resniston River, the hill was actually covered by a vast plain area in all four directions!
Cavalry was not the only force in a troop.
Footmen were indispensable.
A footman formation formed by the Rhodok people.
Just like their reputation, they were tenacious and tough, just like the rocks in the Rhodok Mountains.
Heavy iron armor was draped over their bodies, thick shields were carried on their shoulders, heavy and sharp battle knives or one-handed battle hammers were slung over their waists, and heavy two-handed machetes like halberd were tied to their backs, they were just like human-shaped tanks.
As he walked, the equipment collided with each other with a light sound.
Five hundred Rhodok Sergeants.
One thousand Rhodok Veteran Spearmen.
Five hundred Rhodok Veteran Crossbowmen.
This was the main infantry force that had been transferred from the "Aaron" City, a city full of Rhodok people.
Of course, there was also support from the Kingdom of Ravenstern. A total of 500 Ravenston Rangers had also joined the Rhodok team to fill in the gaps of the crossbowmen.
However, this filling in firepower was not inferior to the crossbowmen's heavy crossbows.
They could shoot out the arrows as dense as an unstoppable rainstorm.
Any enemy would be helpless against this group of elite archers.
Perhaps these Ravenstern Rangers 'single cone arrows did not deal as much damage as the heavy crossbows of Rhodok Veteran Crossbowmen who used more powerful steel crossbow, but they were better at being shooting out the arrows continuously.
Each ranger was equipped with 60 awl arrows.
The shooting duration was longer.
Together with the extremely powerful heavy crossbows, these two troops were simply a match made in heaven.
Faced with the terrifying steel crossbow arrows, the enemies were shot through armor and fell to the ground in pain.
The lucky ones scattered in fear, but they would not expect the even denser number of awl arrows to follow closely behind them. The arrows continued to deal damage, and one by one, they were killed on the way forward.
A total of 6,000 troops were about to set off.
"Aaron" City had even sent out many civilians to follow behind them.
These were the supplies for the future.
When the troops set off, the logistics line had to be guaranteed. The plan was well thought.
In the ancient passage, the roads were perfect. Not only were there stone roads that were easy to march on, but there was also a waterway that could be used to transport supplies. As long as they had people to build a few simple rafts, they could transport supplies down the river.
Of course, after the Water Bandits' Lair was built, there would be special oars and warships to transport the supplies.
Furthermore, there would be a transfer station for the supplies, the underground city.
Kant had already arranged for people to go over and prepare to renovate the underground city.
That underground city did not need extra buildings. If it were converted into a material storage and transfer station, as well as a logistics point, it would be fine. No matter what happened, they would be able to provide timely support.
After all, the underground city was only a little more than a day's journey from the river mouth.
This was just the speed of riding a horse.
If they traveled by water, it would be even faster!
When the time came, the underground city that was once the ancient god's descendant shelter and sealed land would become the crucial middle station between the "Aaron" City and the new village. A large number of resources would pass through this station and continuously reach the village.
At the same time, at certain moments of crisis, the entire village could retreat and enter the underground city to temporarily hide from danger.
As long as they waited for the reinforcement to arrive, they would be able to counterattack at any time.
This was also Kant and James's plan.
The plan was also being carried out in an orderly manner as time passed.
Large number of resources drifted down smoothly with the raft and directly reached the underground city. Then, they would be transported ashore by the peasant farmers who were waiting there with hooks and piled up in the temporary warehoused.
The troops that had been mobilized had already moved into the underground city.
Torches were lit.
The entire underground city was brightly lit.
The temporary transit command center had been set up, and Kant and James were temporarily stationed here.
At the same time, when Kant went to the river mouth to build a new village, James would also be stationed here for a short period of time, using the resources from "Aaron" City to fully supply the expenses and development of the new village.
Everything went very smoothly.
However, accidents still happened.
Elite Desert Bandit were covered in blood and rode their horses over.
With an anxious face, they half-knelt in front of Kant, they quickly reported, "Lord Kant! Just two days ago, we encountered an attack from the forces of the Crimson Sect. Lord Rolf has already forced back the enemy's attacks several times, but they are coming aggressively, and their numbers are increasing. We can no longer hold on!"
"What?" Kant was slightly stunned. He had yet to react. Those fellows of the Crimson Sect actually dared to directly launch an attack on him. This made him not know whether to laugh or cry.
The powerful troops were right behind him.
They could set off at any time.
But those fellows of the Crimson Sect were really brainless. They really thought that they could defeat Kant.
Taking the initiative to attack him, they were simply tired of living!
"I understand." Kant nodded.
The figure who was originally sitting behind the table also stood up and ordered in a deep voice, "Gather all the troops. The target is the river mouth. Get ready to set off!"
"Yes!"
The Desert Bandits who served as the messenger immediately received the order and left.
Immediately, the voice spread throughout the underground city.
The troops gathered.
Let's go!
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Chapter 413: The Strength of the Reinforcements
The troops that were already prepared immediately set out.
A rumbling sound could be heard, it was the orderly footsteps stepping on the solid stone pavement.
The cavalry with better mobility set out first. Groups of Desert Bandits spread out. As the scouts, the cavalries charged at the front. Behind them were the Sarrandian Horsemen as well as the most elite heavy armored cavalry, Mamlukes.
Kant personally led the footmen and walked forward quickly, forming a snake-like formation.
The 6,000-man army was not a small number.
In the Dukedom of Leo, the main force that was gathered was about the same number.
Of course, Kant also understood that the troops gathered by the richest South County were actually better equipped than his 6,000-man troop.
For example, the largest number of Desert Bandits, the multi-purpose light cavalry, was obviously the most backward.
Especially the equipment.
Desert Bandits were still equipped with leather armor. It wasn't even inlaid with iron armor, it was the simplest scale armor.
The shield was also the most ordinary scale armor. It was simply covered with a thin layer of leather on the round wooden shield to reduce the impact of the attack and increase the sturdiness of the shield itself.
It was also the simplest upgrade version of the round wooden shield.
Perhaps the only things that were worthy of praise were the short pilum on their backs and the scimitar in their hands. These were the top-notch weapons.
As for the desert horse that a Desert Bandit rode on, it was also an ordinary horse, not a warhorse. It was still inferior to the Sarrandian Horse that rode by the Sarrandian Horseman.
The only advantage it had was it had adapted to the desert environment. However, outside of the desert and desert terrain, it was actually no different from the horses that ordinary people rode on the plains. It was just a different kind of traveling horse.
The Desert Bandits were far inferior to the main force of the Dukedom of Leo. The knights and knight attendants formed a knight regiment.
It could be said that almost all of the knight attendants could be considered as assault knights like the Sarrandian Horseman.
As for the more elite knights, because of the outstanding finances of the Dukedom of Leo's Southern County, they were also covered in heavy armor. They were similar to the Swadian Cavalry and the Swadian Knight. They were the absolute tanks that pressed forward on the land!
They walked and stopped, and with the strict marching speed, they were relaxed and disciplined along the way.
The situation at the mouth of the river was critical.
However, they definitely could not be so flustered that they could ignore everything.
Kant was very calm, because he knew that in the team at the mouth of the river, not only Rolf, the general who was good at commanding battles, there were also 10 Sarleon Lion Knights as high-end combat strength to hold the line.
Just these 10 Sarleon Lion Knights were enough to defend against at least 300-man troop.
In addition, there were nearly 500 Elite Desert Bandit.
Defending the river mouth was very simple.
Kant did not believe that those guys from the Crimson Sect could easily break through Rolf's defense line.
Although there would definitely be casualties during this period of time, how could there not be casualties in a war? Those Elite Desert Bandits were in fact ready to sacrifice themselves.
In their eyes, their deaths were valuable and worthy of praise.
The troops marched.
Three days later, they finally reached the exit of the ancient passage which was also the river mouth. They arrived as expected time. After all, the footmen slowed down the speed of the march.
Just based on the cavalry's march, they could reach the river mouth in one day.
Of course, footmen couldn't.
They were fully armed.
They carried all kinds of supplies.
Using two legs to reach the river mouth in three days was already amazing.
This was also due to the excellent roads. If it were the rugged dirt roads in the North County and East County, they could probably reach the mouth of the river in a week. Moreover, there would be people who would hurt their ankles due to the rugged roads.
This was a fact. could the roads in the feudal era be compared to the wide and smooth asphalt roads in modern times?
However, when they reached the mouth of the river.
The intense battle cries were already transmitted from the outside.
The battle was very intense, so much so that at the mouth of the cave, there were people moving around. Many wounded people covered in blood were also dragged back from the front line. There were even many people directly lying on the side of the mouth of the cave. There were nearly a hundred of them.
They were all Elite Desert Bandits. The iron-plated scale armor on their bodies were all tattered. It was obvious that they had suffered heavy injuries!
"My lord!"
Desert Bandits quickly reported from the front, "The enemy is attacking the entrance of the cave!"
"Yes." Kant frowned and asked in a deep voice, "How is the battle situation? How are Rolf and the Lion Knights? Why do I see that the outer positions have basically been lost? Have they all retreated into the tunnel?"
"Yes, my Lord, the battle situation is intense."
The Desert Bandit continued, "The enemy is the Crimson Sect's troops. They are mainly lance soldiers. They even brought ballistae to attack the us. They have completely suppressed the cavalries led by Rolf. They can only let a small number of cavalries guard the entrance of the cave. He and a team of cavalries have left here to engage in guerilla warfare and pin down the enemy who is attacking the entrance of the cave!"
"Okay." Kant's face returned to its usual calm.
After pondering for a moment, he did not hesitate. He waved his hand and gave the order, "Rhodok footmen, prepare to advance. Take the lead and take the position outside the cave entrance. Get into formation and stop the enemy from attacking further." He continued, "Rhodok Sharpshooter, continue to attack. Take the lead and kill the enemy's ballista operators!"
"Yes!" an orderly response came from behind.
Rhodok Sergeant and the captain of Rhodok Veteran Spearmen gave their orders.
As the orderly footsteps continued to ring out, these footmen dressed in heavy armor, holding large shields, long spears and halberd in their hands. They quickly pushed forward. They passed the cavalry and quickly arrived at the entrance of the cave. Raising their shields, they raised their spears and machetes in front of them, protecting the Elite Desert Bandits behind them.
Clanging sounds rang out. The thick shields completely blocked off any attacks from the enemies
They could defend against arrows and spears attack from the enemies.
After all, this was the shield that the Rhodok people were most proud of. It could easily withstand the spears of the Swadian, the flying axes of the Nords, the bardiche of the Vaegirs, the sharp arrows of the Khergits, and the machetes of the Sarrandan!
"Kill!"
Following the captain's angry roar, most of the Rhodok Sergeants and the Veteran Spearmen continued to advance in silence.
They were like the rocks in the Rhodok Mountains, advancing step by step, creating a bloody path. The enemies outside the cave, who had already taken the initiative, panicked and began to retreat step by step.
The lance soldiers of the Crimson Sect, who were wearing mail armor, holding long spears, and black robes, did not react in time.
Or rather, they did not think that there would be reinforcements appeared from the entrance of the cave.
They had originally thought that this was just a relic, a dead end.
Originally, they had surrounded this group of people was like catching a turtle in a jar. Moreover, there were ballistae and archers as the powerful firepower to support the formation. The lance soldiers pressed forward step by step, waiting for the final victory.
But who would have thought that the reinforcements would appear, and they were actually elite spearmen who wore such fine armor and had thick and heavy shields!
Those large shields were raised side by side and formed a formation
They were like a low wall.
For a moment, the pressure made the Crimson Sect's lancers dare not continue forward. Instead, they retreated.
Because in the gaps of the low wall, long spears that were like poisonous snakes thrusting out. The three-meter-long spear and the sharp tip of the spear were extremely deadly!
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Chapter 414: Declaration of the End of the Battle
The Rhodok people had studied the spear, but they had reached the point where they had gone mad.
This was no wonder.
After all, right next to them was the Kingdom of Swadia, where cavalry was their main force in battles.
Only by relying on the complicated geographical location of the mountain region of Kingdom of Rhodoks, could they obstruct the heavy cavalries of the Kingdom of Swadia. However, if they wanted to defeat their former suzerain, they had to develop an army that could restrain the heavy cavalry.
The heavy armor and spear footmen were the troop class that these Rhodok people chose.
Reality proved that they were extremely useful.
They continued to develop their excellent defense.
The dense troops formed a solid defensive line that was like a mountain rock. Together with the sharp spear, they pressed layer upon layer towards the enemy's formation. They were not greedy for merit and did not advance rashly. From time to time, there would be crossbowmen who held heavy crossbows to counterattack. Their combat strength was extremely terrifying.
At the very least, under such a formation, many kingdoms in the entire Continent of Caradia were helpless against them.
They were like the porcupines made of rocks.
They could not charge through them.
They could not bite through them.
There were more sharp external spikes.
If the enemies accidentally charged to this Rhodok formation, they would be in an even more miserable situation.
For example, the Crimson Sect's lancers could only press against the tower shield when they stabbed forward with their spears. However, they still had to worry about the sharp spears piercing through the shield formation.
The sharp cold spears were extremely deadly. They were aimed at the throat, chest, and thighs, which had weaker defense.
In a short moment.
Dozens of Crimson Sect's lancers fell to the ground, howling in pain.
Then, the Rhodok footmen behind the tower shield pushed forward step by step and pressed over. They squeezed out a space and arrived in front of the injured spearmen who were lying on the ground. Then, the footmen smashed them by one-handed war hammers.
Their skulls were cracked, and they were directly smashed until blood flowed out of their seven orifices. They could not be more dead.
Their methods were cruel.
They did not even leave any survivors!
This made the Crimson Sect spearmen even more terrified.
People were all afraid of the Crimson Sect's lancers. In fact, they were the lance-wielding soldiers that Viscount Gibran had trained in Avilis Castle. However, they had been transferred to Mountain of Death and became the Crimson Sect's private soldiers.
They were not the elite troop class of the Crimson Sect. They were just the squire troops guarding the periphery of Mountain of Death.
There was no need for them to risk their lives for the Crimson Sect.
Therefore, they were retreating.
Moreover, they knew that two ballistae were waiting behind them.
There were still more than 200 strong archers. They could completely form the formation of the ballistae. The strong archers could cover and fire, turning these heavy-armored Rhodok Spearmen, who had amazing defense but were very slow, into a dead porcupine!
At the back, the commander of the Crimson Sect's lancers thought the same thing.
His eyes were slightly scarlet.
The aura of the devil was circulating around him.
He was a superior from Mountain of Death, a member of the Crimson Sect. Because the Devil General had given him great power, he, who was once a peasant, was now able to control this army.
He was an absolute loyalist to Crimson Sect.
That was why he personally led the army here.
As long as he massacred this group of cavalries that had once heavily injured Viscount Gibran, he would be able to obtain even greater power when he returned. When he thought of this, he could not help but tremble with excitement and fanaticism.
As he gave the order, the lancers at the front continuously retreated and spread out, making way for the ballistae at the rear.
The lances were already placed on top of the two ballistae as the projectiles.
The powerful lance could be shot out like an arrow.
Even the thick tower shield would not be able to block it. It would directly pierce through the body of the person behind it, nailing the mighty heavy armored soldier to the ground. He would slowly die with a mournful wail.
This was a siege weapon. In the field, its power was like an ancient version of a cannon!
But before the it could be fired, groups of crossbowmen rushed out quickly from the cave.
They were all Rhodok Veteran Crossbowmen. They held the best heavy crossbows in their hands. They quickly walked to the side of the cave and lined up in formation. In an extremely short period of time, they pulled the trigger.
"Whoosh, whoosh, Whoosh." the sound of the steel crossbow bolts tearing through the air was incessant.
And within a range of 100 meters, the ballista, which was originally in an absolutely safe position, had been destroyed.
The steel bolts were like a torrential rain, instantly piercing over. The operators, who had not had the time to react, were instantly pierced through by the steel bolts. The leather armor on their bodies could not withstand it. One by one, they retreated in pain and collapsed on the ground. Then, they died horribly painful.
As for the operators who were lucky enough to survive after hiding behind the ballista, they watched all of this in horror. They threw down the tools in their hands and fled to the back.
Faced with such accurate shooting, no one dared to continue stay at their position.
They did not need to risk their lives.
However, behind them, the Crimson Sect's barrier troop dressed in black robes appeared on their escape route.
The commander with a gloomy expression waved his hand. He waved his longsword and slashed the escaping operators. Instantly, the heads and necks of the operators were separated, and they were killed on the spot, intimidating the soldiers whose morale had already been shaken.
The rule of the Crimson Sect itself was based on terror.
This method was very normal.
However, even with the existence of the barrier troop, it was still unable to raise the already depressed morale.
This was because the heavy armored long lance soldiers with tower shields had already advanced, causing the Crimson Sect's long lance soldiers to be forced to retreat. They had no intention of resisting at all, not to mention that they did not have any means to resist.
Among them, the one with the best equipment was wearing mail armor. Most of them were wearing iron-scale armor.
However, against the existence in front of them that was obviously a troop of elite footmen, what could they use to resist?
It was impossible!
At the entrance of the cave, more troops appeared.
The archers with bows climbed to the top of the hill, followed by a continuous rain of arrows that covered the bodies of the lance-wielding soldiers.
However, when the Crimson Sect's archers wanted to counterattack, they were immediately scattered by the steel bolts.
They had completely lost the ability to fight!
Their morale was extremely low.
Moreover, there were close to 200 light cavalry soldiers on the periphery who were still running around and attacking them.
From time to time, short pilums would be thrown at them. If anyone was left behind, the Desert Bandits would form into a group and pull out their scimitars. They charged forward with their spears and slaughtered all the soldiers of the Crimson Sect who were alone.
"What's going on…"
The commander of the Crimson Sect had a look of madness and despair in his eyes.
This should have been his victory, but he did not expect that there would be so many reinforcements from the mouth of the cave. He did not believe that there would be so many troops hidden inside.
Perhaps, the mouth of the cave was actually an underground passage!
His guess was correct.
But it was useless.
Just at the hole, Kant had already led a large number of cavalries to rush out.
Along with the roar of the warhorses, more and more Desert Bandits pounced out and spread out towards the empty plains beside them. Among them were the Sarrandian Horsemen with excellent equipment, as well as the fully armored Mamlukes!
This battle, which had continued for several days, could finally be declared over.
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Chapter 415: The Defeated Soldiers Chose to Surrender
The soldiers rushed out of the ancient passage and formed up on the plains of the East County.
Mamlukes, who were as wearing heavy armor including their horses, were in the front while the Sarrandian Horseman were behind. The Desert Bandits, who were slightly poorly equipped, spread out their short pilums on both wings and began their attack with a loud rumble.
The galloping of the 3,000 cavalries made the ground seem as if it was shaking, as if it was an earthquake.
The Crimson Sect's lance soldiers drew back in fear.
No one stopped them.
Even the devil cult members, who were supposed to be the barrier troops, were drew back as well.
In other words, this so-called drew back was more appropriate to call it a retreat. They were panicking and did not dare to face this cavalry troop, which was at least three times larger than their own. They were running away in fear!
The troop of Crimson Sect was completely collapsed.
Their dense spear formation formed by the lance soldiers could indeed restrain the cavalries.
However, if there were too many cavalries that outnumbered their own footmen, then even this so-called lance formation would eventually become a fragile turtle shell that was easily broken. Sooner or later, it would shatter, there was no way to obstruct the cavalry's path of charge. They could not even achieve the achievement of steppingstones.
Facing the charge of three thousand cavalries, it felt like the earth was shaking and the mountains were collapsing. Countless hooves were pounding on the ground, and the rumbling sound was like a rolling thunder.
The footmen who weren't mentally prepared couldn't stay calm in front of this cavalry group.
At the very least, these Crimson Sect's lance soldiers couldn't remain calm.
They were only mercenaries who were paid to do things.
Although they were also lance soldiers trained by Avilis Castle, it didn't mean that they were willing to be loyal to the Crimson Sect. They were not willing to work for this terrifying cult unconditionally.
Last month, they still didn't know that the true controller of Mountain of Death was the Crimson Sect.
Originally, they had been trained by Avilis Castle to guard this mountain. In name, they were here to prevent the invasion of the North County and South County, as well as to serve as a reserve team to defend against the invasion of the Silver Platter Kingdom.
As for the Demonic Sect or the Crimson Sect, they didn't have much thought about it.
It didn't matter.
After all, they were paid to do things.
It was better to protect their homes and protect the East County.
As the original residents of this place, they naturally had a deep love for their homes.
However, they didn't expect that in less than a month's time, Viscount Gibran, who had lost an arm, would come to Mountain of Death. The Crimson Sect that had been secretly preaching was suddenly in charge.
The entire world seemed to have undergone an earth-shaking change. The Crimson Sect members with terrifying power had also appeared on Mountain of Death.
They were stronger than the trained lance soldiers!
After that, they had nothing to do with it.
They were all driven away.
However, they were not let go. Instead, they came to the foot of the mountain to be responsible for guarding it and became the outer defense line. They were once led by their middle-level and high-level commanders, but in reality, these commanders had become the dark red cult's believers at some point in time.
Only the soldiers at the bottom level were deceived, and they waited at a loss.
Then, they came to this moment.
They were strangled by Kant's cavalries on the road of escape.
A large number of corpses appeared on the east side of the small river beside them. Not far away, on the Resniston River, there were more than a dozen large transport ships. They hurriedly pulled open their sails and fled down the river.
They did not even care about their own people who had yet to board the ships on the shore.
In a short moment, over a thousand Crimson Sect's lance soldiers were annihilated.
There were still over four hundred smart people who threw away their weapons. They knelt on the ground and raised their hands. They did not dare to move and chose to surrender. Their expressions were extremely respectful. However, looking at their trembling bodies, they knew that they were extremely afraid.
However, they were indeed safe. No one cared about them.
Warhorses swept past them.
A cold glint of scimitars and spears flashed past their heads.
The cold chill made their backs break out in cold sweat, but fortunately, their surrender also brought them temporary safety. They were not massacred.
Groups of cavalries stopped their charging footsteps on the riverbank of the Resniston River.
Behind them were the corpses of those who dared to resist.
There were also those who knelt down and chose to surrender.
One by one, the Desert Bandits used hemp ropes to tie up the surrendered soldiers. Hence, there was a new labor force on the salt mine in the depths of the Nahrin Desert, which could be used to mine coarse salt.
Ever since the last invasion of the undead and the death of all the salt-mining slaves, the output of salt had not increased.
Using the famers from the system for mining were too expensive.
It was better to use slaves. These captives were very docile, especially when faced with the threat of death. They could often burst forth with extremely high labor standards. In order to survive, these people would do anything.
Of course, this so-called survival also meant that they would submit to Kant.
If they became captives and slaves, they would lose their dignity.
"Take them away!" Rolf also urged his horse over.
Behind him were the Elite Desert Bandit who were covered in blood, and everyone was injured.
Looking at these captives, his looked disgusted by them. He even used his horsewhip to ruthlessly whip those dark red cult disciples. He pointed at those fellows whose eyes were suffused with red light but still was afraid. He said fiercely, "As for these cult disciples, don't keep them. Kill them all. They aren't good people!"
"No! We surrender! Don't kill us! We surrender!"
The followers of the Crimson Sect immediately cried and howled.
But no one cared.
A few Elite Desert Bandits dismounted, raised the scimitars in their hands, and fiercely hacked down.
The heads of the followers of the Crimson Sect were chopped off one by one. They let their heads roll on the ground like rubber balls. Blood spurted out of their necks, and their bodies convulsed as they fell to the ground. They were completely dead.
The disciples of the Crimson Sect, whose hands were bound by the thick hemp rope, had no ability to resist at all.
But there was an exception.
Just as one of the Elite Desert Bandit came to the side of a burly disciple.
That disciple instantly exploded. Although his entire body was bound by the hemp rope, a force directly broke the hemp rope. He picked up a longsword on the ground beside him and pierced through the chest of the Elite Desert Bandit.
A blood-red aura burst out from his body as he rushed towards the river.
He was a grand knight with extraordinary strength!
But he was fast.
The two figures behind him who had also burst out with blood-red aura were even faster!
The Sarleon Lion Knight rode his horse and rushed over. The knight sword in his hand was aimed at the grand knight's back. Before he could react, he was cut into two pieces by the sword that contained powerful strength. His body was separated.
Rolf narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the Elite Desert Bandit who had fallen to the ground with some regret.
However, there was a hint of relief in his eyes.
Because of that grand knight they killed was the commander of the Crimson Sect who had brought troops to attack them!
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Chapter 416: Obtained Kingdom of Nords
Previously, this commander had relied on the lance soldiers and strong archers, as well as the ballistae that could pierce through stones. He did not put Rolf and his light cavalry troop in his eyes at all. Perhaps the reason why he did not charge at them directly was because of the ten Sarleon Lion Knights. So, he chose to slowly wear down Rolf and his troop.
If Kant had not brought reinforcements in time, Rolf and his troop would probably be trapped within the ancient passage in less than two days, completely losing the space to move around in the East County.
Although it would be safe by then, it would definitely be troublesome.
After all, the exit of the passage was blocked by the enemies. When that time came, whether the enemies smoked them out or slowly approached them, the light cavalries could not deal with them easily.
Especially in the narrow space, the cavalry's mobility was greatly restrained.
They could only be turned into fish meat on a chopping board.
But it was all over now.
Kant rode his horse over with the reinforcement.
His 10 Lion Knights were also protecting him at the side. They looked at the captives who were tied up with their hands behind their backs, their expressions very grave.
No one knew if there were more assassins hiding inside.
"What's going on?" Kant asked.
He glanced at the corpse that had been cut into two and frowned slightly. "This guy is actually a grand knight. This is really unexpected. If it wasn't for the Lion Knights who noticed it earlier, he would have escaped into the river and left this place."
"That's right. I really didn't expect this." Rolf's face was also filled with relief.
This grand knight, the commander of the Crimson Sect was not surrender.
If it wasn't for the fact that he was hiding among the surrendering people and taking the opportunity to attack Kant, Rolf definitely wouldn't have believed it. After all, the reason these guys launched an attack was because they already knew that Kant, the lord of the Nahrin Desert, was here.
But they just didn't expect that the entrance of the ancient passage was not a cave, but a passage that connected to the Senwaya Range.
The passage that the ancient god's descendants had built to connect to the shelter!
"These Crimson Sect people deserve to die." Rolf also came back to his senses.
He said with an angry face, "These fanatics are all crazy. Although they look calm, we don't know when they will go crazy. We captured a few of them in the beginning, and then when they went crazy, they could also break the hemp rope. They are like crazy people who don't fear death. Even if they die, they will drag others to death."
"Poor people bewitched by demons." Kant nodded, but there was no hint of pity in his tone. "They deserved to die."
"Yes." Rolf nodded. "That's why I ordered the execution of these fanatics after they were captured. Otherwise, it would be very difficult to deal with them when their demonic power recovers and they become madmen."
Kant did not blame him. Instead, he praised, "Well done."
"Thank you." Rolf put his hand on his chest and bowed.
However, he still turned his head and looked at the troops behind him who were all walking out of the ancient passage. There was a hint of fanaticism on his face. "It looks like you're thinking of directly attacking East County City, Lord Kant?"
"No, just a little warning." Kant said calmly.
"Warning?" Rolf was puzzled.
"Yes," Kant said, "Next, I will build a new village here and turn this village into a fortress or castle in the shortest time possible. During this period of time, I don't want outsiders to disturb me. This is also why I brought these guys here to announce my military strength."
"I understand." Rolf nodded.
"You lead the team." Kant ordered, "I'll leave these Desert Bandits to you. Spread out and form an investigative cavalry. I also need to let those who still have ulterior motives know that those who dare to come here will die."
"Yes!" Rolf immediately nodded.
Following Rolf's command, groups of Desert Bandits immediately spread out.
There were many of them, just like a pack of wolves. If there were enemies, they would quickly gather together, bared their fangs, and fiercely bite those enemies.
The Desert Bandits in Sarrand Sultanate were not much weaker than the Horse Bandits in Khergit Khanate!
Or it could be said that the system of these bandits was complementary to each other.
The two countries were already connected.
If the Desert Bandits spread out like a pack of wolves, their safety could also be guaranteed.
Moreover, right at the mouth of the river, Rhodok footmen had already started to set up camp and set up a temporary camp. They expanded the surrounding grassland to accommodate more people.
A new village was about to appear.
"Build a village!"
Kant communicated with the system.
Immediately after, the system gave a reply.
[ Ding… system prompt ]
[ Detected that there is already a council hall. The faction is the Kingdom of Swadia. The level is castle-level. ]
[ Detected that there is already a council hall. The faction is the Kingdom of Rhodoks. The level is city-level. ]
[ This time, the construction of the council hall will be randomly selected. The level is village-level. ]
[ Yes/No? ]
"Yes." Kant made his choice. He already knew this.
The system dialog box instantly refreshed.
A new notification box appeared.
[ Ding… system prompt ]
[ Random selection of factions. Please pause at will. ]
On the retina before his eyes, the dialog box directly turned into a disk. Countless factions' names appeared densely on it. Although he was relatively small, as Kant scanned through it, he could vaguely find many familiar names.
Kingdom of Swadia, Kingdom of Rhodoks, Kingdom of Nords, Kingdom of Vaegirs, Kingdom of Sarrand Sultanate. Kingdom of Sarleon, Kingdom of Ravenstern, Kingdom of Fierdsvain, the D'Shar Principalities, Imperial Expeditionary Force, Jatu tribe, and Noldor Elf Force. Even the Great Ming Empire, Manchurian Jurchen, Mongolian Golden Family, Great Han Empire, Xiongnu Empire, Oda Nobunaga, Uesugi Kenshin, Southern European Countries, Northern European Countries, Eastern European Countries, and even Middle East Countries.
All ages, all regions, all kinds of formal history or history, or fantasy world.
All existed on this disc.
This was the factions that contained in all the MODs in the entire "Mount and Blade"!
Kant took a deep breath.
The disc was spinning.
The name of the power on it was no longer clear.
He was calm.
"Stop."
Following his words, the disk stopped abruptly.
The red pointer aimed at the name of a force on the disk.
[ Ding… system prompt ]
[ Congratulations on obtaining the council hall of Kingdom of Nords. ]
The system dialog box appeared in reality on his retina.
Kant was slightly stunned.
It was the council hall of the Kingdom of Nords.
This powerful gcountry, which was established in the northern coastal area of the Continent of Caradia. It was originally a colony of a powerful Nord nation overseas. However, with the independence of its generals, it eventually merged into the Continent of Caradia.
The powerful Kingdom of Nords finally showed its ferocity in this world.
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Chapter 417: The Construction of the Water Bandit Lair
The village of the Kingdom of Nords.
Kant was slightly stunned, but he looked at the council hall that had already appeared beside the hill. It was made entirely of wood and a few pieces of stone. At the corner, there was cornices with a ocean style, just like a long boat.
The Nords had crossed the sea. Initially, they had come to the Continent of Caradia in the form of water bandits and pirates.
At first, they had brought a lot of trouble to the original Caradia Empire.
Slowly, their population increased.
More and more Nords knew that there was still the Continent of Caradia outside their mainland, they crazily organized fleets and formed expeditionary fleets in the name of Kingdom of the Nords. They came to this pure land in a mighty way.
They launched a surprise attack on the unprepared and defenseless Caradia Empire.
The attack came from the ocean and rivers.
They defeated the ancient Caradia Empire.
Even the capital of the Caradia Empire had been seized by the Nords, becoming the capital of the Kingdom of Nords, the present-day Sargoth.
However, the Kingdom of Caradia also fell into a split. The Vaegirs also crossed the Great Snowy Mountains and arrived at the Continent of Caradia, starting a war with the newly split Kingdom of Swadia.
However, it was also worth celebrating. Very quickly, the two enemies of the Kingdom of Swadia began to view each other as enemies.
The Nord and Vaegirs began a bloody battle.
Just as the main forces of the two kingdoms converged in Reyvadin, they fought on the city walls for several days.
Countless people died in the battle. Even the highest commander sent by the Nord Empire to the Continent of Caradia was dead. In the end, they had no choice but to withdraw from Reyvadin, ceding control of the city to the Kingdom of Swadia.
This battle had also caused the expedition army of the Nord Empire to officially break away from their control and declare independence on the Continent of Caradia.
They had established the famous Kingdom of Nords.
However, the impact of the battle was rather deep.
The main forces of the two countries had almost completely annihilated each other. The mutual hostility between them had also allowed the Kingdom of Swadia to complete its regrouping.
They had regrouped. Although they were not as glorious as the previous Caradia Empire, they were still at the center of the continent, possessing the vast majority of fertile lands and cities. They were still beginning to radiate new vitality.
The six countries were temporarily at peace, but danger lurked everywhere. There was constant friction in the dark.
If any contradictions were to be triggered again, the flames of war would be ignited again.
However, the war would not continue to appear for the time being.
This was because Kant's reputation had already spread throughout the entire Continent of Caradia. From the elderly to the children, from the king to the peasant, everyone already knew about this supreme lord from the Land of Miracles. The glory that shone like the sun.
The soldiers were able to die for Kant and obtain the supreme honor.
The commoners were able to live under Kant's rule with incomparable joy and happiness.
They were all die-hard loyalists.
The Nords who came here were the same. They looked at their surroundings that had been turned upside down. It was no longer the swampy and low-lying area beside the sea. Their faces were filled with surprise and joy.
When they saw Kant, they instantly understood everything and quickly came over to greet him.
"Great Supreme Lord!" the ten Nord peasants bowed.
If it weren't for the fact that they didn't worship on their knees and weren't qualified to use the half-kneeling ceremony that only nobles and knights could use, they would have already used the highest respect they could think of to salute Kant.
However, Kant didn't care. He calmly said, "Alright, I'm glad that you guys are here."
"It's our honor."
They answered excitedly.
A small interlude.
The construction of the village could be done at an extremely fast speed.
Kant had already gotten used to it. As he communicated with the system in his mind, he immediately used this council hall as the center. Blurry white lines appeared in front of his eyes. They were all the outlines of the buildings that had been planned beforehand.
About 100 Nord traditional houses were neatly arranged around the council hall.
There was also the city wall.
It directly encircled all the houses, hills, and some small rivers.
According to Kant's plan, with the river as the boundary, the east side was the residential area, and the west side was the military area. After the fortress wall or castle was built, the area would be directly expanded to cover all the surrounding areas.
This was the border between the East County and the Wildland on the west side.
The terrain was flat.
But it was unusually desolate.
No matter how Kant encircled the land, it did not matter.
After all, from here to the east, it would require more than three hours of house riding to reach here from the nearest farm around. This was enough to tell the distance. After all, it would not take more than ten minutes to ride a horse to the riverbank of the Resniston River.
"Build the Water bandit lair!"
Kant's mind did not stop.
As his mind continued to communicate with the system, the golden card in his mind suddenly shattered into golden light.
It floated in the outside world and condensed in the military zone on the west side of the river. Soon, a prototype of a building appeared on the riverbank. It was about two stories tall, but its length was about 50 meters, similar to the long houses of the Nordic people on Earth.
But it was completely inappropriate to say that it was a building.
Because it was right on the river.
There was a 50-meter long and 20-meter-wide bend on the river bank.
There was also a well-built dock on it. There were three of them. It seemed that they could dock six long ships. Even Kant's impression, it could dock three of the biggest merchant ships on the Resniston River.
But this was the dock where the warships were docked.
This was the lair of the water bandits.
The vicious water bandits who once roamed the Kingdom of Nords.
They came and went like the wind in their paddling warships, rampaging in the river. They even went deep into the hinterland of the Continent of Caradia, causing great harm to the Kingdom of Swadia, the Kingdom of Nords, and even the Kingdom of Vaegirs in the deepest part of the continent.
These vicious, greedy Nord Water Bandits did not know what a country and race was.
In addition, there were other local bandits joining in.
It was almost a disaster.
Initially, they were still under the control of the expedition fleet of the Nord Empire.
They even acted as guides for the expedition fleet, destroying the most prosperous town, Zendar. However, as the expedition army of the Nord Empire fought with the Kingdom of Vaegirs in Reyvadin City. Both sides suffered heavy losses, and their commanders died in battle.
This group of water bandits was like a warhorse that had lost its reins, completely free and plunged into the darkness.
They became bandits that were unstable in several kingdoms!
[ Water bandits'lair ]
[ Recruitable: 30 Water Bandit Minions per week ]
[ recruitment fee: 10 denars ]
[ maintenance fee: 1 denar ]
[ equipment: Leather Armor, butcher knife ]
[ level up: Water Bandit Bosun ]
[ final level up: Water Bandit Captain ]
[ Buildable: Paddle sailboat (500 denars): 35 crew members, no weapons ]
[ Buildable: Three warships (2000 denars): 70 crew members, 2 ballistae ]
The system provided detailed information on the buildings.
Kant raised his eyebrows slightly. This was a pleasant surprise. He did not expect that this [ Water bandit lair ] could actually build two types of warships while recruiting water bandits. This clearly guaranteed that he could directly extend his force into the Resniston River in the future!
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Chapter 418: Temporary Military Center
Without any hesitation, Kant directly recruited the 30 Water Bandits that were allowed to be recruited this week.
Within the water bandit lair, 30 Water Bandit Minions wearing simple leather armor and carrying butcher knives at their waists immediately walked of them had an unruly expression on their faces, and they did not look like good people.
They were indeed not good people. They roamed the rivers where the various countries intersected, kidnapped, extorted, and killed merchant ships to attack villagers.
They did all kinds of evil deeds.
But Kant did not care.
Just like how he could accept the Sarrand Sultanate's desert bandits.
These ferocious water bandits from the Kingdom of Nords were also people he could accept. As long as they played an important role in his army, it did not matter even if they were the main force.
In fact, these water bandits could indeed be the main force, because they were Kant's only water army!
Kant had a lot of troops.
For example, footmen, cavalry, archers, and so on.
But for the water army, it was extremely rare. Especially now that he had extended his force to the Resniston River, which was the most important river in the human kingdoms, the existence of the water army was especially important.
Fortunately, Kant already had a building that could recruit a water army.
[ Water bandit lair ]
These bandits that roamed the river were very suitable for the current situation.
They were similar to the traditional water bandits of the river, but in terms of fierce fighting strength, they were even stronger than the water bandits that were bullied by the human kingdoms.
After all, the Kant's water bandits were actually light-armored pirates.
They were bandits with experience in plundering!
If they were able to upgrade their armor, or to be more precise, level up, they were not inferior to the pirates.
In fact, the bosun and captain of these water bandits were actually the Nord Pirates. They had drifted from the distant Nords Empire, formed a group of poor people, and became pirates who robbed houses and made a fortune.
After that, they turned around and cleaned themselves up. It didn't matter whether they went to live in the Kingdom of Nords or returned to the Nords mainland.
After all, to the Nords, the continent of Caradia was actually a colony.
No one asked where they came from. Even if they knew that they were water bandits in the past, they would be accepted harmoniously.
The Nords who established their country by the sea were half-merchants and half-bandits. Even if it was the regular army, who could say that they were completely righteous? One had to know that the expedition fleet of the Nords mainland was once a fleet formed by bandits.
However, they caught the ancient Caradia Empire by surprise.
And because of the split up Kingdom of Swadia were busy with internal strife, the Nords managed to gain a firm foundation.
The Kingdom of Nords was established.
If the Caradia Empire was at its peak or if the Kingdom of Swadia quickly adjusted its status in a short period of time, the Kingdom of Nords, which did not have cavalry and could only use footmen on land, would have long been defeated and left this place.
On land, the Kingdom of Nords only had heavy footman wielding large axes, and archers whose combat strength was close to trash.
Siege and close combat might be stronger.
But in the field, they were just the easy targets Swadian Heavy Cavalry for practice.
Swadian heavy cavalry was a level 4 troop class. However, if a hundred of them charging at the same time, even if there were the same number of top-class level 6 Nord Royal Knights to block them, they would still be crashed.
On the plains, the Kingdom of Swadian was already the strongest country, and no one could stop them!
"Not bad." Kant nodded.
With this water army that appeared in the river, his force would extend even faster.
After all, Kant had foresight when it came to the use of the water army. For example, he could directly transport troops to the South County of the Dukedom of Leo and directly command the army to occupy Lionheart City and Lion Fort. It was not impossible to make a time difference!
Opening the system, he had a lot of honor points in his mind.
"Draw."
Kant gave the order.
Soon, the colorful treasure chest appeared on his retina.
At the same time, he slowly opened it.
[ You have received a construction pack: Chicken farm 5 ]
[ You have received a construction pack: Bee Farm 5 ]
[ You have received a construction pack: Small fishing farm 5 ]
[ You have received a construction pack: Tanning workshop 5 ]
[ You have received a construction pack: Wheat Field 50 arcs ]
[ You have received an item pack: Urban migrants 500 people (female) ]
[ You have received an item pack: Rural refugees 500 people (female) ]
[ You have received a troop class pack: Water Bandit Bosun 50 people ]
[ You have received a troop class pack: Water Bandit Minion 100 people ]
[ You have received a hero pack: nomad thug "Baheshtur" ]
The 10 draws ended.
However, there was an additional lucky draw.
[ You have received a special pack: Double the number of recruits (constant) ]
Kant was indifferent to this.
He had already developed to the point where he could be self-sufficient. Even if there was nothing in the current lucky draw, he could still live well. The only difference was that he developed fast and slowly.
As his influence developed, Kant's reliance on the system decreased.
This was a good way to get rid of dependence.
At this time, the gift pack he got was not bad.
At the very least, it could quickly upgrade the current Nord village. After all, this newly established village was still in a state of poverty. At the very least, the immigrants and troop class could solve the problem of the shortage of people.
At the beginning, there were 1,000 immigrants and refugees.
In addition, there was enough water army.
130 Water Bandit Minion and 50 Water Bandit Bosun instantly appeared by the river.
The empty ground was filled with white lines. In the ancient passage, the construction team from the continent of Caradia also arrived with the carriage, carrying all kinds of wood and stones, ready to build the buildings that Kant had set up beforehand.
Of course, most of them were houses and the city wall around the village.
Other buildings were not built.
For example, there were almost no civilian livelihood buildings.
Because Kant did not intend to build any civilian livelihood buildings other than the house.
This village, which he named "Sargoth", was like the capital of the Kingdom of Nords. It was completely a new center. Kant built the artery of his force in the human countries, the castle beside the Resniston River!
It was Kant's military center!
Placing the doubling of recruitment directly on the water bandit lair the weekly recruitment of water bandits was 60 people.
On the plains not far away, cavalry riding horse, wearing leather armor, and holding spears quickly arrived. His tanned skin was very healthy, and his appearance was typical of a Khergit nomad.
Baheshtur, a nomad thug from the Khergit Khanate and the famous captain of the commando cavalry, also came to this world!
"Lord Kant." the young nomad thug bowed.
Kant nodded calmly and said to him, "Welcome. Currently, my army needs the commander of the reconnaissance cavalry. I think you should be very suitable, and at the same time, you won't be unfamiliar with them. They are the desert bandits in the Sarrand Desert."
"Of course, I know them." Baheshtur did not look arrogant at all. Instead, he lowered his head humbly. "Your will is the meaning of my existence. My king, my master."
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Chapter 419: Kant's Journey to Destruction
Baheshtur was a young man from the Khergit Khanate, a tribe directly under the Khan.
Because his own brother was killed by someone from another tribe, the two tribes were about to engage in internal strife. Khan intervened and ordered a truce. However, as the tribe's famous irritable character, he personally went to kill the criminal.
He also stole a horse from the Khan and completely left Khergit Khanate, wandering in the Continent of Caradia.
This was also the source of his nickname as a nomadic thug.
His reputation on the continent.
Baheshtur had always been a hot-tempered, cunning, and adventurous person.
Of course, after he left Khergit Khanate, he did not mind becoming a horse bandit or bandit. Robbing innocent villagers and lonely trade caravan was also his basic means of earning extra money.
In addition to his irritable personality and cunning mind, he also had quite a reputation in the Continent of Caradia.
Most importantly.
He and Rolf were friends.
Birds of a feather flock together. The two of them were the NPCs of the evil camp.
Therefore, when Rolf returned from his patrol and saw Baheshtur, his was stunned, but he still smiled and came over to hug him, "I didn't expect you to come, you damn guy!"
"Of course, I'll do better than you when I come here!"
Baheshtur also smiled.
The two of them were friends.
They were more like a gang of scoundrels.
The kindred spirits in the evil camp were more due to the relationship of interest.
Compared to the people in the justice camp who appreciated and helped each other, Baheshtur and Rolf became friends because they wanted to cooperate in robbing, extorting, and kidnapping innocent people.
They understood this very well, but they didn't say it clearly in front of Kant.
Of course, Kant didn't care.
Baheshtur was from a race on horseback, an elite from the Khergit Khanate.
He was better at leading the bow cavalry to attack. But because Kant didn't have the troop class of the Khergit Khanate, desert bandits with similar characteristics could also become Baheshtur 's troop class.
They were also highly mobile and could use throwing weapons. They could come and go like the wind and were extremely ferocious.
They were not bad compared to the ordinary Khergit Horse Bandits.
Baheshtur was able to command them easily.
"Rolf." Kant raised his head and looked at the scoundrel noble beside him, he arranged, "Now, you will command the water armies. Try to let these water armies enter the river in the shortest amount of time to form a battle force that can control a section of the river."
"Yes!" Rolf nodded solemnly. "I will do my best."
"Very good." Kant nodded.
Although Rolf did not have experience in water battles, he was still a noble.
His learning ability was strong. As long as he worked hard, coupled with his savage nature, he would be able to perfectly integrate into this group of water bandits. He would control warships and ride the wind and waves on the river.
Then, they would be like razor of death that controlled the river was equivalent to controlling the arteries of the human countries!
This was the most crucial point.
When the arrangements were almost done, Kant's expression calmed down slightly.
Turning his head to look at the rising tents on the plains and the temporary establishment of this huge camp, he smiled slightly and ordered, "Pass the order. There's no need to continue setting up camp."
"Yes." as the messenger, the desert bandits immediately passed down this order.
"Lord." Baheshtur and Rolf were slightly puzzled.
Baheshtur, the new young man, also asked straightforwardly, "Lord Kant, if we don't set up camp now, do we have to set off to punish your enemies?"
"Punish?" Kant smiled. "No, we'll destroy them!"
His eyes were cold.
Since those fellows from the Crimson Sect dared to attack him, they had to be prepared to be attacked by him.
However, Kant did not only have a group of light cavalries, but a complete army system. Light and heavy footman were all available, as were light and heavy cavalry. There were also long-range archers. They were all top-notch troops!
Just as he said, this was not a punishment.
It was destruction!
"Pass down the order." Kant continued to instruct, "Everyone take five days' worth of food and prepare to set off in two hours!"
"Yes!" the messenger quickly retreated.
Along with the shout, the troops that were originally building tents instantly changed their form.
From a relaxed look, they immediately changed into a nervous and solemn look. They had already adjusted their mentality and were ready to continue fighting the new enemies!
"Rolf, stay here and guard this village."
Kant warned, "Nothing can go wrong here!" His tone paused, he still carefully arranged, "I have already asked James of "Aaron" City to arrange a part of the supply and support troops in the underground city of the ancient passage. If you find a large-scale enemy gathering, then send your river troop to transport the troops over for reinforcement."
"Understood." Rolf nodded. "I will complete the construction of the river troop in the shortest time possible. It will definitely form a strong combat force and won't drag down the village."
"Okay." Kant nodded.
This was also the point that he was reassured about Rolf.
After all, Rolf was a noble and had received all kinds of education, so he was stronger than ordinary people.
As for Baheshtur, who had become the leader of the desert bandits, Kant arranged, "Follow me. Next, we will go to the depths of the East County. It is a vast plain. I think you can play a great role."
"Plain? Of course, I like this terrain!"
Baheshtur revealed a ferocious smile.
The Kehergit people liked the plain the most. They liked it even more than the Swadian people, who were strong in cavalry.
Because of the plains, the Kehergit's warhorse could gallop without any worries. They could discover the enemy from far away, and the bows in their hands could shoot deadly arrows from far away.
The troops quickly prepared the things before the expedition, food, water, fuel, and camping equipment.
Everything was prepared.
Then they set off.
Baheshtur led the desert bandits and spread out to form a reconnaissance cavalry.
The nearly 500 desert bandits had a clear grasp of the surrounding terrain. There would be no unfamiliar troops approaching them. Their reconnaissance was also very throughout. Everything was for safety.
Kant personally led 20 Lion Knights in front.
Beside them were 500 Mamlukes, 1,500 Sarrandian Horsemen, and the other 1,500 desert bandits who controlled their speed.
There were also 500 Rhodok Sergeants, 1,000 Rhodok Veteran Spearmen, 500 Rhodok Veteran Crossbowmen, and 500 Ravenstern Rangers who followed behind in an orderly pace.
This was the main force of Kant that Crimson Sect was about to face on Mountain of Death.
The main force that could be used to destroy cities and strongholds and carry out tactical attacks!
If it wasn't for the ancient god's descendants of the dead in the depths of the Nahrin Desert, Kant would have been able to mobilize even more troops of a higher quality. They were far more powerful than what the Dukedom of Leo could imagine.
And now, they were also a terrifying force that no force in the East County could resist!
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Chapter 420: Fear in the East County
The East County was trembling in fear.
On the bumpy road, a brand new and unfamiliar troop was advancing steadily in the direction of Mountain of Death. The noble, country squire, and merchant along the way were all trembling in fear.
Such an elite force, such a powerful combat force. Just by looking at it, one could tell that this was an elite force!
An elite force that could destroy the East County!
The rich people who heard the news fled from the farms and villages along the way.
Even the ordinary civilians were trembling in fear as they hid in their cellars. As for the militia that had been trained and could be organized at any time, most of them had been transferred and became the guards of the rich people.
Those that could be relocated had all left. After all, it was hard to tell the motive of this army of over 6,000 people.
No one knew if a gruesome war would occur.
Those villages and landlords were undoubtedly the ones that would be destroyed if a war really happened.
Even those trade caravan that had a high profit were timid enough to abandon the trade caravan when they encountered this terrifying army. They didn't care about the goods and fled, not daring to face it head-on.
The entire East County fell into the sound of wolves coming.
However, they soon discovered that this army did not do anything.
Even if they rested next to the village, they only ordered the villagers to take care of their children and livestock and not to take too many steps closer to the camp. Even if some naughty and unafraid children got too close, the soldiers just scolded them, that was no punishments like whipping or anything, they were generally very kind.
Even if they were to pass by the fief villages of some knights, they have done nothing. Along the way, although their reputation was getting more and more famous, and it reached to a peak.
After all, it was unusual for such a large army to cross the border.
If the local troops of the Dukedom of Leo passed by some villages, they would have to extort a lot of silver coins. As for the unrighteous and inappropriate acts, it was even more so. After the army grew in size, they might even plunder the entire village.
Not to mention the wealthy landlords and country gentry, as well as the merchants who had a lot of goods, they would just plunder it all.
But now, this army surprised the people.
Not only the civilians, but even the landlords and merchants, as well as the noble families, were secretly surprised.
At the same time, they were even more curious about the ownership of this unfamiliar army. However, news quickly spread. After all, it was not a secret that the Crimson Sect was going to the west of the East County to carry out military activities.
As for the fact that the attacker was Kant, who had just left the East County City, everyone already understood.
They also understood in their hearts.
Why did this powerful army head to Mountain of Death?
It was because in the current East County, as long as one had a certain level in class, they would know that the real person in charge was no longer Countess Agatha that was hiding in the city. Instead, it was Viscount Gibran, who was in charge of the Crimson Sect.
He had once stirred up a storm in the Dukedom of Leo, the Silver Platter Kingdom, and the entire human countries.
The Crimson Sect was a new sect formed by the remnants of the Demon Worship Cult.
Since Kant had led this army to Mountain of Death, there was naturally no need to say much. It would be impossible to say that Kant was not after Crimson Sect. After all, there was no reason for the army to return empty-handed after crossing the border.
Only battle achievements were everything. The Crimson Sect of the Mountain of Death was in danger.
But more noble families were secretly frightened.
Frightened and timid!
Kant's army's origin made them imagine.
From the riverbank of the Resniston River, a powerful army had mysteriously appeared. It was more than half a month's journey from the Nahrin Desert. Since it couldn't be the army of the Nahrin Desert, there might be another explanation.
The foundation left behind by Princess Sofia, the mother of Baron Kant!
Or rather, it might be the troops of the Silver Platter Kingdom!
Only this situation could explain the current situation.
Otherwise, the noble families who were still in the dark had no way to explain where Baron Kant's troops came from, where they were hiding, and how they suddenly appeared in here!
After all, in their impression, they could not imagine that Kant would have countless worlds to support him!
These noble families did not dare to act rashly either.
They only gathered the troops.
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They urgently closed all the doors of communication to the outside world.
Or they gathered together and formed a militia force that looked barely qualified to protect themselves. At the same time, they contacted the surrounding great noble families to form an offensive and defensive alliance and carefully set up their own defenses.
They were neutral and did not intend to support or offend anyone.
They allowed Kant's troops to cross the border in their estate.
It was as if they could not see it.
They also allowed the Crimson Sect to urgently mobilize their own spies and send their believers to Mountain of Death to set up defenses.
Both sides had already shed all pretenses of cordiality. The only reason why they did not start a war was because Kant had not reached his destination, and the crazy believers on Mountain of Death had not yet prepared their weapons and reorganized the battle forces.
It could be predicted that when Kant's troops arrived at Mountain of Death, everything would cease to exist.
The war would begin on the most famous mountain in the East County.
However, the Crimson Sect was very confident in winning.
Viscount Gibran, once the famous general of the East County and now the chief of the Crimson Sect, was ready.
He was once a serious military noble who stood out from a series of blood and fire. Even in the crazed and stubborn Crimson Sect, he was the only one who had the qualifications and ability to be the chief and military commander.
He could only reveal his true identity to Kant, who had made him suffer a great loss.
He was angry.
He was mad.
According to his plan, he still had at least three years before he was exposed.
At that time, the entire East County's noble families would be infiltrated by the Crimson Sect. In addition, he had already contacted some of the top noble families in the South County. When that time came, the East County would be under his control.
Although he would have to give a portion of the benefits to those greedy fellows in the South County.
However, Gibran did not care.
That great existence was standing behind him.
It was a legendary supreme creature, an existence that could contend with the national religion of Leo, the god of war, Edmund!
At that time, not to mention the Dukedom of Leo, He would even not afraid of Silver Platter Kingdom. This was because after controlling the vast majority of the resources in the eastern county territory, that supreme existence would be able to revive, allowing him to obtain absolute power.
Feeling the power that had already far surpassed that of a grand knight, he thought about that terrifying existence in the legends, Gibran could not help but shudder.
This was excitement.
Desire.
An insane desire to possess.
As for Kant, this little fellow, Gibran was actually extremely disdainful of him. He even mocked at him. When they reached Mountain of Death, the battle group formed by those crazy believers would be able to get rid of them.
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Chapter 421: The Forces of the Crimson Sect
Three days later, Kant and his troops arrived at the mountain.
Groups of desert bandits were brandishing their scimitars and spears, riding their robust desert horses as they whizzed across the plains. They were all grinning ferociously, as if they were real bandits.
Desert bandits were light cavalry, scout cavalry, and bandits who had no scruples!
Especially when they came to the area around their destination.
They were like wild horses that had lost their reins.
They had lost their discipline.
Only cruelty and brutality remained!
Because in this core area of the Crimson Sect near the Mountain of Death, there were no longer any innocents or good people. Everyone had been becoming fanatics of the Crimson Sect and became their enemies.
The seemingly ordinary villages and farms were in fact completely empty.
Even the supplies and grain reserves had been taken away.
As for the well in the village, it had become a fishy-smelling deep water pit with a strange red glow. It had obviously been poisoned and destroyed!
However, Kant had long expected this because everyone in this army had brought enough food and water for seven days. They were all simple breads and sausages that could be eaten with a little heat.
Their supplies could last until they reached Mountain of Death and support them through an arduous battle.
Then, they would defeat the other side.
They would obtain the supplies stored by the other side.
Even if the other side burned their own supplies, it didn't matter.
With the momentum of his victory, Kant could ask the East County's noble families to contribute some supplies. Even the peasant villages that he didn't offend along the way could become his supply points.
Kant did not offend them. He just wanted to leave a good impression so that he could reap more benefits in the future.
For example, he would not have to worry about the supply issue.
And even the communication in the future.
Slowly, he would infiltrate the East County, using absolute force and strict discipline to let the noble families and peasant families understand that the new conqueror, Kant, the second son of the Grand Duke, Cameron, was truly merciful!
But now, Kant also wanted to let the people of the Crimson Sect on Mountain of Death what was the greatest fear from their hearts.
The desert bandits whistled past.
They formed a team of 10 people, like knives that cut through meat, cutting through the various garrisons around Mountain of Death.
Those were the fanatics who took the initiative, holding simple wooden spears and garrisoned in the shack as spies, tried to slow down Kant and the others from advancing.
But they were nothing to the desert bandits.
They were just a bunch of trash.
From the looks of it, this group of zealots were sallow and emaciated. On their skinny faces, there was only fanaticism in their eyes. They looked like they had been brainwashed. They held simple wooden spears, or even no spearheads. They were just sharpened wooden sticks and baked hard with charcoal.
They were not even using the proper weapon They were just tools in the hands of the wandering villagers to barely defend themselves!
They were not even good tools!
The desert bandits swept past.
The scimitars in their hands easily cut through the wooden poles, and then they rode past. The scimitars swung horizontally, and as the sharp blade cut through the neck, it instantly cut through the spine, and the entire head was sent flying in the air.
With a blank and fanatical gaze, they finally fell heavily to the ground, rolling like a ball.
The headless body had no sign of life.
In a shack, there were about 30 fanatics, but they were easily slaughtered by the desert bandits.
The battle didn't even last for a few minutes.
These people who were bewitched and lost their rationality, these fanatics couldn't be considered as ordinary people.
To the desert bandits, even if they were ordinary people, they would still kill them. In the Sarrand Desert, they were all vicious horse bandits. They had killed many villagers back and forth. Their hands had covered with the blood of innocents.
They were bandits after all.
Even if they were recruited by Kant and were restricted by strict discipline, they still couldn't avoid their savage nature!
Shacks were slaughtered one by one. Fanatical and bewitched believers were slaughtered around Mountain of Death. As the blood spread, the desert bandits had mercilessly cleared out a pure land without any enemies for Kant.
The shacks on the outskirts of Mountain of Death were all demolished, and the believers of Crimson Sect were all killed.
The outer positions had been completely lost.
And during this period of time, at the foot of Mountain of Death, there was a troop of long lance soldiers trained by Avilis Castle. They were already in formation, and behind them were many fanatical believers who wore black robes and held shields and longsword in their hands.
There were even cavalry wearing black robes waiting quietly with spears in their hands.
Kant led the army forward.
The distance between the two sides was about a kilometer.
A silent confrontation.
The desert bandits that had originally dispersed had all returned. Under the arrangements of Baheshtur, they wantonly wandered around the front, back, left, and right of the formation, as if they could transform into charging cavalry at any time.
This was the classic tactic of the Khergit Khanate.
If not for the fact that these desert bandits only had short pilums with a range of about 20 meters, the war would have already begun.
The range of the archers and cavalries could reach 80 meters. Although the power of the galloping horses was also relatively small and could not compare to the arrows shot by the footmen with all their strength. However, they could launched an arrow rain attack to impact the enemies.
As long as the enemy formation was disturbed, the heavy cavalries would have chance to charge forward.
They would completely tear apart the enemy formation!
However, all of this could not be achieved. Desert bandits who were only equipped with short pilums were more suitable for close combat after disrupting the enemies. They would use their scimitars and spears to open a gap in the enemy formation and charge in to kill.
With 2,000 desert bandits, they would be able to attack the enemy from all directions.
This was the advantage of number.
They were not in a hurry.
Kant himself was not in a hurry, so he did not give the order to attack.
Instead, he sized up the army that was organized by the Crimson Sect. He could not help but narrow his eyes and let out a chuckle. "I really did not expect Viscount Gibran to be able to gather so many troops."
"But they cannot withstand a single blow." Baheshtur, who was beside him, complimented.
At the front, the Crimson Sect's army numbered more than ten thousand people.
Most of them were lance soldiers. They were all wearing mail armor and a small number of them were wearing mail armor.
In their hands were good-quality long spears that were meticulously forged by blacksmiths. They carried a chilling aura and were as dense as a forest of spears. After all, the number of these lance soldiers was estimated to be five thousand.
Behind them, there were about 3,000 fanatics who wore black robes and held a round shield and longsword.
If one looked carefully, one could see that under the black robes were mail armor.
These fanatics were the elites.
As for the archers in front of them, there were close to 1,000 of them. They wore simple leather armor and held short bows. They looked dispirited and did not attract much attention. To put it simply, they were just a group of hunters.
Avilis Castlewas close to the Senwaya Range, so the peasants there were also hunters.
However, this kind of short bow they used could not pose much of a threat.
It was even worse than the cavalry that had 1,000 people beside them.
Everyone was wearing mail armor. The warhorses were also covered in a black robe. They held a lance in their hand, and its entire body was covered by a black robe. Only their eyes were exposed, and it carried a fanatical desire for war.
All of them were knight attendants!
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