Chapter 132 Kefu Marko
Sir Corfu Malkor knelt down, the black earth gravel clinging to his palms, and the particles slipped off his fingertips, leaving wet traces of water behind.
"I really don't understand." Pon pulled the reins of the war horse and looked at the joy on Sir Malkor's face. "The knights from the old anchorage came to the Gates of the Moon just to make a fool of themselves in front of Lord Nestor and win the battle. It would be better for you to join the Eagle's Nest City Guards and hang out in the farmland all day long, just like a little baron."
"The weather is getting colder, don't you think?" Ke Fu squatted on the ground, looking at the boundless black soil. Several streams in the valley converged not far away. The moist water vapor contained in the air in the valley was well preserved by the black soil, so When you put your hand in it, you will feel a wet wrap.
"Barley, wheat, even rice, as well as pumpkins and corn." Kefu Malkor murmured, as if talking to himself, "These are important crops in the Arryn Valley. After a long summer, they are often even longer. In winter, wouldn’t it be better to conduct an inspection early and make more preparations?”
Punk curled his lips disdainfully, "This is what bachelors and farmers do, not what a knight should do. You almost went to the Great Wall, if it weren't for me"
"I'm grateful that you spoke kind words for me in front of my father, Punk." Ke Fu turned around, his eyes full of sincerity, "I'm grateful to you on behalf of Lina, Punk."
Punk opened his mouth slightly and sighed helplessly. Cofu Marko liked the bachelor's books and the farmer's hoe, but he just fell in love with a fisherman's daughter on the seaside, a girl whose virginity was taken away by bandits. He even paid a lot of money to hire a monk to witness their marriage
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But he had long been engaged to Mrs. Waywood's granddaughter. Fortunately, this matter did not spread to the old anchorage. Otherwise, Count Marco, who regarded honor as the foundation of his life, would definitely give Kefu severe punishment. The man named Lina The fisherman girl will not end well either.
Fortunately, he once risked his life to rescue Count Marco and his wife in the fire. Otherwise, how could I, a small wealthy knight, speak in the Count's elegant hall.
Ke Fu stood up and looked at the gurgling water in the distance. "Come to the front and have a look, Sir Punk." He got on his horse, flicked the reins, and the horse galloped away.
Punk frowned and followed him on horseback.
The wind was chasing the two people on horseback behind them. Ke Fu liked this scene the most, roaming in nature, with carefree freedom wrapping around him like the wind.
"Your father is the Earl of the old anchorage. He owns the second largest naval fleet in the valley." Punk shouted.
Ke Fu smiled slightly and said, "Those dozens of broken ships?"
Punk looked at the nonchalant Ke Fu and became even more anxious, "I tell you, Ke Fu, if I hadn't saved the count from the Gaoshan clan back then, he wouldn't have given you the last chance to come to the moon." Gate Castle!”
"If my father hadn't stopped me, I might have completed the courses in the city and become a knight of knowledge!" Ke Fu said cheerfully, facing the wind, not paying attention to the anger in Punk's tone.
"You're a Canyon Rider! Damn it!"
Punk's voice fell far behind him, and Ke Fu rode straight towards the stream.
The sound of gurgling water surrounded his ears, and Kofu Marko stopped at the water's edge, watching the fish swimming happily in the clear stream.
The harpoon was inserted into the bottom of the water, and the blood instantly melted into the water. The farmer lifted it up and looked hesitantly at the knight standing on the river bank.
"There is chaos outside the Blood Gate. The Young Wolf Lord is causing great chaos in the Western Territory. Sooner or later, Duke Attis will reorganize his army and lead his troops to go on an expedition again. The old anchorage has missed an expedition before and only sent more than a hundred people to follow. It is different now. , the count asked you to come to the Gates of the Moon because he wanted you to represent the old anchorage." Punk seemed to be choked, looking at the road in the distance.
Ke Fu raised his eyes slightly and saw a strange team marching on the road in the valley.
The knights of Erin Valley walked at the forefront of the road, with tall horses and bright silver armor that were particularly dazzling.
"Girl in red robe," Punk murmured.
Kefu Marko looked into the distance. The fragile woman in red robe was indeed conspicuous among the fully armed knights. Her beautiful face could touch the heart of every man.
Next to the red-robed woman, the dark-skinned foreigner also stood out among the Andals. He was holding an apple and swallowing it three times in a funny manner.
But what is even more surprising is that after a group of canyon knights, meandering on the road and looking at the surrounding farmers with curiosity, they turned out to be a group of ragged barbarians with no sign of civilization.
"Gaoshan Clan?" Punk frowned and held the hilt of his sword uneasily.
The team was huge, and the direction they were heading was obviously the Gate of the Moon.
"We have to find out, Punk." Ke Fu saw something fishy.
"Sir Punk!" A shout came from the marching crowd.
Punk was stunned for a moment, squinting and looking into the distance.
Sir Vardis Egan, the coach of the Eagle's Nest City, rode out of the team and waved in the direction of Punk and Ke Fu.
Punk and Ke Fu jumped onto their horses and walked towards the team.
"What's going on with these wild ancestors?" Punk approached Vardis and looked at the end of the team warily.
"The Burning Man Tribe and the Painted Dog Tribe surrendered," Vardis glanced at the red-robed woman in the team and whispered, "Their leader brought some elders and warriors from the clan to accept the surrender."
"This" Punk choked and looked at the Alpine clan in the team in surprise.
Ke Fu Marco frowned slightly. According to his experience in the old anchorage, the Burning People Tribe is the most powerful alpine clan in the Mingyue Mountains. Compared with them, the aggressive and warlike Stone Crow Tribe is far inferior. After all, at least It is not a level in terms of quantity.
"The ancestors of the Gaoshan clan surrendered to the Andals." Ke Fu thought of the books he had seen in the library of the Gate of the Moon. "This has never happened before. There are only a few cases. How could there be such a thing? The tribes surrendered.”
Vardis looked at the young man in front of him and nodded slightly, "You are probably the eldest son and heir of Count Marco, your name is"
"Kof Malkor, Ser Vardis." Kof answered.
Vardis nodded appreciatively, "He is thoughtful, and he is the stuff of a commander, haha!" He looked at the red-robed woman riding slowly behind him, "The Alpine clan did not surrender to us, but to her, this Vardis The red-robed woman of Lantis”
Ke Fu turned around and looked into Melisandre's eyes, his mysterious red eyes seemed to be filled with stories.
"It's getting late," Vardis looked at the smoke rising in front of him, "just in time for dinner at the Gates of the Moon, the Seven Gods bless you."
The coach of the Eagle's Nest City turned around and shouted: "I think you are all hungry. The food in the Gates of the Moon is enough for you to have a full meal. Speed up!"
The horses' hooves trampled quickly on the ground, making chaotic and rapid "clatter" sounds as war horses passed by the two of them. However, the woman in red robe slowly approached Ke Fu Marko, her eyes always staying on Ke Fu.
"What's wrong?" The red-robed monk behind Melisandre looked at himself up and down, muttering in Valyrian, "I'm really obsessed. Whoever your red eyes are staring at, I think he is The person chosen by the Red God." Ma Qiluo joked and nodded to Ke Fu.
"Even though the Lord of Light has given instructions more and more frequently recently, it has not reached this point, Magiro," Melisandre responded in Valyrian. "I am just more willing to listen to people's hearts and use my Feeling.”
Kefu frowned slightly. He roughly recognized the pronunciation of Valyrian and a few common words. He coughed slightly and paid courtesy to the Volantis envoy without saying anything more.
Melisandre looked at Ke Fu with some deep meaning, "The Lord of Light will glance at anyone bathing in the sun, even beggars on the roadside and refugees in the ditch."
"I am a knight who has been anointed with holy oil, madam. I am bathed in the holy light of the seven gods." Ke Fu retorted softly, nodding slightly.
"Really?" Melisandre flicked her riding crop and slowly passed by Ke Fu, "The one you swore allegiance to is a true king, Sir. He will not bury anyone."
Ma Qiluo, who was behind the red-robed woman, chuckled, "Everyone hates people who tell riddles, right?" He said with a chuckle as he passed by Ke Fu.
The ancestors of the Alpine clan passed by noisily. Punk kept holding the hilt of his sword tightly and looked coldly at this group of barbarians who often harassed the residents of Arryn Valley.
Looking at the back of the advancing team in the distance, Punk breathed a sigh of relief, "We should go back, Ke Fu. It's not easy to snatch food from the mouths of these animals."
Just as he was about to leave, Ke Fu's voice sounded behind him, "When we were at the old anchorage, I noticed what the Stone Crow tribe robbed during their robbery." He looked at the advancing Gaoshan clan, " Most of what they looted were overripe pumpkins. No one wants these after the season, and the cost of looting during the harvest is too high."
Punk frowned. He didn't understand what Ke Fu was talking about.
"Then there's the population. We and they are doing this. The Mingyue Mountains are often regarded as barren, but in extraordinary times it is a very peaceful place." Kefu Marko thought of a past incident.
When Jon Arryn was still the Duke of the Eyrie, there was a rather special territorial dispute in the barony. This incident happened to happen in the fiefdom of the Malkor family. His father, who always valued honor and face, regarded it as a disgrace. Looking back on the past, but because he was his eldest son and heir, his father still talked about everything and regarded this incident as a lesson to himself.
Because that is a ridiculous thing, there are some villages on the edge of the Vale of Arryn, the blurry area between the Vale Castle and the Moon Mountains, which is often a popular place for mountain clan raids.
When the Usurper's War broke out, Jon Arryn summoned his vassals and the landed knights of the Vale, and the Bleeding Gate helped Robert seize the Iron Throne.
A larger power vacuum appeared in the valley for the first time. It was not serious along the coast and in the inner valleys of Arryn Valley. After all, there were still mercenaries and free riders, including the feudal family, which had a lot of background and would not be attacked by the wild men of the Alpine clan. .
But in the edge villages between the Valley Castle and the Moon Mountains, due to the arrival of the war, the economic pressure shifted downwards, and the barony's tax became more and more heavy. In order to avoid this heavy pressure from the lord, an old anchorage was established. In the villages inside, all the valley residents in the village migrated to the higher slopes of the Mingyue Mountains to escape the oppression of this heavy tax.
But what was finally reported to the Old Anchorage and Eagle's Nest City was the news of a new group of mountain clans appearing in the Mingyue Mountains near the Old Anchorage.
Everything is as usual, the Canyon Knights went out to encircle and suppress the news of the savages
Ke Fu raised his eyebrows and said, "The Mingyue Mountains also have specialties. Do you still remember the tribe that Count Yohn led his troops to wipe out?"
"I remember," Punk breathed, "at the back of the antlers. I also hunted there."
"That terraced open field is so green." Ke Fu was interrupted by Punk before he could finish his sentence.
"Plundering the fields obtained from the seeds of the Seagull Town caravan, I remember that tribe, he almost let us die that winter." Punk's temples were gray and he frowned, as if he had thought of something.
"Ahem," Ke Fu cleared his throat with some embarrassment, "That tribe is gone and the land has been confiscated by us. However, the nobles there cannot mobilize manpower to develop the resources there, but they let the Canyon Knights patrol and guard there all day long. Since then, After that, the number of raids by the Gaoshan clan became more and more frequent.”
"So what?" Punk said to Ke Fu impatiently, "We should go back, it's already late."
He pointed at the sky. The setting sun was glowing red like a drunken man, lowering towards the mountains in the distance.
Ke Fu smiled slightly and raised the reins, "I am going to petition Duke Attis to open up some exchanges of materials and land, led by nobles, in exchange for peace with the ancestors of the Mingyue Mountains."
He jumped on his horse and fled far away.
Punk's scolding was once again left behind, "You're crazy! I didn't ask you to come to the Gates of the Moon to make a fool of yourself."
Nestor followed the instructions of Duke Attis and picked out an open space outside the Gates of the Moon. Except for the blue-robed guards of the Eagle's Nest, no one from the valley was present, including Nestor.
As for Attis's personal bodyguards, most of them were not from the great nobles of the valley. A large part of them were even wealthy knights from the new fiefdom of the Green Fork River. Attis had no reason to distrust this group of military upstarts from the valley. .
The reason for this arrangement is to avoid Melisandre's so-called red god's ritual surrender, and this is an extremely important point for the superstitious mountain clan.
"The night is long and dangerous everywhere!" Melisandre pointed to the sword stuck in the haystack, "One country, one God, one king!"
Attis stepped forward and drew his sword. The flames burned on the sword, but he could not feel the temperature.
The flames burned faintly on the edge of his iron glove. Attis didn't care so much and raised the flaming sword in front of the ancestors of the Burning Man tribe.
"Allah! Allaah! Allaah!" the ancestors of the Zhuoren tribe shouted loudly.
"I believe in the Fire Witch. This is the tradition of the ancestors of the Burning People." "Red Hand" Timei looked at Attis who was holding the sword. The sword was burning. "The Fire Witch believes in Allah, that is you."
Timai put down his weapon and bent his knees, "You are also my God."
The same goes for the wife who was covered in red dye, kneeling on the ground, her eyes full of respect and piety
"The only true God, protect the only Allah!"
Melisandre's voice is like a mesmerizing summer red. If you are not careful, you can easily fall into it, as if you are under a spell.
Attis retracted his sword, looked at the gradually extinguishing fake sword and the seemingly convinced Timei, and sighed slightly. This did not achieve the best effect.
Today’s chapter is a bit late, I’m sorry
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