Chapter 312 The Lone Eagle Knight from the Desert
The thick oak door of the Red Copper Fortress opened outwards, and the knights appeared at the end of the road.
The horses screamed, and between the fences tied with vines, a long golden iron-colored river flowed clearly through the yellow wheat fields.
Fifty command-level temple knights and fifty attendant-level temple knights were at the forefront.
The hot monsoon wind coming from the Emerald Sea blows dozens of flags embroidered with flowers and leaves and gold edges.
On the desert-colored flag, giant fanged eagles seemed to be soaring in groups under the blue sky.
This giant eagle with teeth is a creature only found in the desert south of the Royal Court. It is of the same type as the giant spider in the Thousand River Valley, the slime in the Black Snake Bay, and the golden sheep in the Gravel Plain.
Its name is also the title of the tall knight under the flag, this believer of Myrcella who was born in the royal court but became an emperor - the Sand Sculpture Knight Niedersall.
Nigsar is a human sand people noble in the royal court, and even a tax collector in a region.
He fled to the empire, bringing not only himself, but also hundreds of the best javelin cavalry from the royal court thousands of miles away - the Nicosack cavalry.
Cossack means free man in the southern Ayre language, which means that these Negosacks are also cavalrymen of civilian origin.
These copper-skinned royal humans are dressed in scaly armor and have deep-set eye sockets under their dark red turbans.
Unlike the Imperial people who like to keep beards and goatees, these humans from the royal court prefer to shave their chins, temples and necks cleanly, leaving only a short, stiff black beard on their upper lip. .
Riding on the royal court's unique red-eyed curling horses, they drove the carriage forward along the road.
On the bumpy dirt road, the wheels of the carriage kept bouncing up and down.
The heads loaded in the cart were crumbling together, almost falling off the pyramid of human heads.
Under the dazzling sunlight, the metal shimmered with dazzling light, glaring Zelaken who was waiting by the castle and narrowed his eyes.
"Ah! Lord Niedersall, it's so good to see you triumphant." Zelaken said sincerely.
"Isn't it right for me to triumph? The secret party in Black Snake Bay can only play some tricks." Facing Zelaken's enthusiasm, Niedersall seemed a little cold, "With the royal court, Compared with the magicians, I don’t know where it is.”
Unlike the derogatory term used by the empire to call spellcasters wizards, the royal court always uses relatively neutral terms. The magician calls them.
For Niedersall, who has dealt with magicians a lot, how to use cavalry to deal with magic is a required course for tax collectors in the royal court.
This time he assisted the Wolf Castle Witcher in encircling and suppressing the secret party, and his results were quite fruitful.
I don’t know why, but this year’s secret party is much worse than previous years in terms of manpower and weapons and equipment.
Although there are several archmages who use fireball, their casting speed is too slow and they can only ambush.
After reacting, Niedersall immediately led the javelin cavalry forward quickly.
Those precious fireball magicians were shot to death by a javelin before they even had time to escape.
In the end, he even took down the headquarters of a small secret party and captured hundreds of magicians as prisoners of war.
However, these are not the issues he is most concerned about now. The issue he is most concerned about is the Kush Territory in the north.
The Salvation Army and the peasant rebels in Fort Joan of Arc are what he is most concerned about right now.
The main reason is that these peasant rebels were able to defeat the Imperial Company.
Although the Imperial Company had never been defeated, nor had it been completely wiped out, most of the time they were defeated by extraordinary knights who were also nobles.
The imperial edict has been defeated by peasant rebels in succession, which has never happened in thousands of years, and its political significance is far greater than its military significance.
"Did the Imperial Company really be defeated by those peasant rebels?" Taking off his leather gloves and throwing them casually into the servant's face, Niedersall stepped forward and asked Zelaken.
Zelaken, who is the secretary of Niedersal, wiped the sweat on his forehead with a handkerchief: "I heard that is the case, but I am sure they used some trick. You know what they have on their hands." But there is a witch." Niedersall grinned, revealing his bloodshot white teeth under his dark red lips. I don't know whether it was ridicule or excitement:
"I am not. I have never killed a witch, and the empire’s cavalry tactics are too rigid... Will the church send letters during the days I am away?”
"Your wisdom is really terrifying." Zelaken said, his white powdered face marked by sweat, "There is indeed a letter from the church."
"Read it to Let me listen.”
Although he was canonized as a titled knight, unlike most knights, Niedersall did not know much about literacy and could only rely on what others said.
In this era with no sense of confidentiality, Niedersalzeraken stood at the gate of the city as if no one else was around.
Zelakken read Barneyforth's personal letter aloud, and the wheels rolling beside them were mixed with the resentful looks of the captured mages.
“Be honest!” Nicosack, who had a strong accent, whipped the magician prisoner on the back with a whip.
The expression on the prisoner of war's face instantly became ferocious. He gritted his teeth without making a sound and continued to move forward slowly with the carriage.
Under the clumps of wheat stalks in the wheat field, the straw hat shines with sweat stains in the sun.
The farmers accidentally raised their heads and looked at the two nobles discussing here, wondering what they were talking about.
But they didn't dare to know, they just lowered their heads and continued to work.
"Can Barneyforth help me win over the Temple Knight Commanders of the entire Thousand Valleys?" After hearing the contents of the letter, Niedersall dragged the sweaty Zerakken inside. "How can he, a non-metropolitan bishop, have so much energy?"
Zelaken walked through the long corridor of the doorway, the eerie long corridor made of black stones. In the season approaching summer, it was The coolest place.
“I think the person with such great energy is not him, but Prince Condai.” Zelaken analyzed as he walked, “The current situation in the Kingdom of Leia is chaotic, and everyone regards Prince Condai as a The biggest variable is that they want to win over him but are also afraid of him.
I dare say that if Prince Condai dares to extend an olive branch to any party, he will face a crazy attack from the other party. br>
He was not close to any party in the first place. He helped others win the battle, and was awarded no title or reward. He was even suspected of having thoughts about the throne.
If we lose, we will lose everything we have now, and we might have to go back to the border.
Prince Condé has recently been promoting the application for three-year tax rights in the Thousand River Valley, in the name of retaining his imperial company to deal with foreign enemies if civil war is inevitable..."
Niedersall stopped at some point. He frowned, and the blurry sunlight slanted down from the doorway.
"He wants to be the Prince of Thousand Valleys?" ”
"Probably so."
Prince Condai's fiefdom, Condai Territory, is actually very small. He has a high title and a small fiefdom, and he relies entirely on blood transfusions from the Pope and the royal family.
While he was waiting for a price, he suddenly decided to stay in Qianhehe Valley. The big reason was the sudden death of the Pope.
With the civil strife in the church and the civil war in the royal family, the economy in his hands could not bear it, and the only option left was the relatively wealthy Qianhe River Valley.
“Can the church approve it? Aren’t they still arguing?”
"Anyway, the new pope is of Leian origin. Although he has not officially ascended the throne, when the upper echelons of the church are controlled by the Leian bishop, there is a high probability that Prince Condé's request will be fulfilled."
"Glan Will Divar agree? "
"After all, there is the will of the old pope. Grandiva's suggestion that this pope is an illegitimate pope has indeed been supported by many scholarly priests.
I don't know this. Whether the 'new pope' can officially ascend the throne, it is still possible to meet Prince Condai's requirements during this period."
Slowly exhaling, Niedersall rubbed his forehead: "The Empire's. Things are really complicated. Forget it, let’s eat first. After eating, you can sort out the affairs of Kush and Prince Condai’s request.”
(End of this chapter)