Medieval Empire Soldier Chapter 93

   Chapter 93 Ninety-four · Midsummer has come (please subscribe)

  In mid-July, the spring shoots and sprouts, and grows rapidly during this season. The color of the leaves changes from bright green to dark green. Almost overnight, large black forests spread from the borders of human gathering places.

The midsummer in the northern part of the empire is not as scorching as the south, but the month-long exposure to the sun has brought drought and storms to Hawke, Oster and some Midden areas, and the fall will be affected by poor harvests. , by then, the number of fugitives will double again.

A small number of Imperial scholars have discovered that the sporadic water sources in the central mountains of the north are on the verge of depletion, and they realize that there is a special force that is changing the degree of natural corruption. Caused the general attention of the electors.

   But whether or not the northern part of the Empire has a good or bad harvest, the impact on Oaktown is minimal.

Under the irrigation of the York River water pumped by large waterwheels, thousands of acres of farmland covered by wheat waves are boundless as far as the eye can see. After the autumn harvest, every household will have plenty of grain storage rooms. At least this winter can be spent safely. For the lords, they know who created their hard-earned lives.

  The Oak Town, which has been expanded several times, now has a total population of 1,469 people, of which the residents of the dwarf community are as many as 57 people, accounting for half of the entire number of dwarves in the Earl of Delavan.

Stimulated by the population, the logging farm was expanded again to meet the increasingly scarce wood consumption. The two newly built charcoal workshops are also very popular among the freedmen. In the big cities north of the Rick River and even further north, daily life There is an urgent shortage of this dark fuel, which is used for cooking and lighting bonfires. It is so versatile that the Overland Chamber of Commerce even sent a caravan to buy charcoal for trade.

   There are also several imperial businessmen who have jointly invested in preparing to build a textile workshop on the east bank of the York River. It seems that it will take a long time.

  In the current Oak Town, three new taverns have been built just in the residential area, not to mention the laurel forest tavern located on the straight road of Knights Street, which is popular throughout the Earl of Delavan.

The free people in Oak Town have benefited from the enduring investment in construction. They are much wealthier than before. Craftsmen and merchants go hand in hand in wealth. Carpenters with good skills can earn an average daily salary of up to 20 copper coins. After work, drink a glass of iced barley wine, and then order a dinner for three copper coins, with black bread and bacon, and drink a large sip of ale, and the fatigue of the day will also dissipate.

  The constant flow of people in the tavern has repeatedly reached new heights. The tavern owners are also willing to pay the bard more, and the latter has also made a new song. They sing praises to the knights of the kingdom with their unique voices.

The well-known tavern and the name of Lallen also attract many ranger knights, small mercenary groups, adventurers, and the most unpopular witch hunters who try their luck. Guys who live by licking their blood tend to be less observant of local laws.

  In the middle of the night, there will always be some vulgar and noisy noises in the tavern, and there are sporadic cases on the street, but without exception, no one dares to do it, because the consequences are very serious.

The last time two drunk ranger knights had a duel in the street, they broke into the trade fair and smashed a lot of stalls. After that, they were taken away by the lord's halberdiers, and they were sent to mine after paying some gold coins. The Ranger Knight will endure a miner's career for six months to two years.

The process of arresting them by the halberdiers was not smooth. The wine was strong and cowardly, not to mention the ranger knights who were in a fit of rage. One of them was even more arrogant. Relying on his plate armor and skills, he tried to rush past the halberdiers. Surrounded, but just rushed in front of them, the next second was smashed to the ground by the halberd in the hand of the long halberd battalion commander Gavin Clinton, and his head was bleeding.

   After seeing the strength of the sergeant in Oak Town, the usually arrogant mercenaries have also restrained a lot, so that it is rumored that Laylen's halberd battalion is no weaker than any ranger knight company.

The safe and stable life has attracted more and more fleeing people to Oak Town. They all know that they can get bread and clean water here. Every day, from the stone road in the north of the territory and the dirt road in the west, they dig out pedestrians and merchants. Most of the refugees are in tattered clothes and wrapped in dirty black cloth.

  The days of wandering, eclipsed all day long, walking in the wilderness and forests, the remote paths are full of danger, and no one knows what monsters will jump out of the bushes in the next second.

   Young and strong men can still persevere. Occasionally illnesses can be overcome by gritted teeth, but those old and young, sick and weak, desperately need a stable environment, and survival and continuation are what human beings desire.

   Along the dirt road north of Oak Territory, a group of knights and rangers were riding their horses.

  The two kingdom knights were at the front of the team, and Nikas was half a horse behind Laren, showing respect for the difference in identity.

   He was dressed in fine black iron plate armor with bloodstains, with a long sword hanging from his waist, a shield and his trophies on the hind legs of his horses, and the heads of two rogue knights.

  Nicus Francis has voluntarily given up his fief since the end of the Heatherland Guard War, and joined Lallen's command alone to fight as his knight. This proposal was also approved by Leif Anlosian, Earl of Draven.

  This kingdom knight only brought seven ranger knights under his command and their squires to serve as the company captain of the oak-led cavalry company, leading the ranger knights and rangers.

   A group of knights were all covered in mud and blood, apparently they had just experienced a battle.

The rangers at the end of the team pulled a trailer full of captured armor and weapon shields. The rangers still had a look of joy on their faces. The battle was won very easily. defeated the enemy.

"Many people covet the wealth of Oak Town, Laren, it seems that we need to send a few more patrols, before they form a climate, weeds and roots." Nikas rode his empire's northern warhorse, towards Oak The town lord explained: "Rogue knights like to rob houses the most. Every once in a while, one or two farmhouses are burned down, the owner dies tragically, and the livestock are plundered. I want to say that these guys who have abandoned the knight's code are all To be hanged!"

   "It's indeed a big hidden danger." Laylen nodded and said.

This is the third wave of rogue knights who have plundered the territorial caravan. Every year, ranger knights betray their oath to be loyal to their lords, flee to the deep forest, or join a gang, or create a brand-new scourge by themselves. Under the constraints of lack of discipline and pride, The militiamen of the poor and weak villages are absolutely not the opponents of these rogue knights in scale armor or even full plate armor, and knights who lack behavioral norms will inevitably fall into the arms of the Chaos Evil God, indulge in the indulgence of Slaanesh, or obsessed with Khorne. Violent, **** sacrificial massacres, case after case.

"It is completely impossible to solve them once and for all. I have a suggestion to expand the number of cavalry knights under your command. After the formation forms a strong cavalry force, the rogue knights will retreat by themselves, and will not take a step." Nikas gave his own advice, he continued: "After all, everyone is afraid of power, especially this group of desperate desperadoes, who regard other people's lives as a must, and cherish their own survival extremely, they are really hard to crack. I bet the rogue knight will turn around and leave."

   "Yeah." Laren touched his chin, but he thought about this question seriously.

The empire was able to dominate the human kingdoms with military discipline and a large and diverse army. Compared with the kingdom of knights opposite the Grey Mountains, the latter had the most powerful heavy cavalry troops in the entire old world, and every village had an organized tour. Cavalry and conscripted cavalry, chasing and killing fleeing enemies are naturally their strong points.

Although in battle, the Empire can win the final victory in terms of long-range weapons, heavy artillery, infantry quality and tactics, but the shortcoming of cavalry quality is still not a small drawback. For the rogue knights wandering in the deep forest, the cost of taking the initiative Too high, all noble lords are quite helpless to these guys.

   "Ouch!"

   As the group of knights marched forward, several elk jumped out of the bushes not far ahead, followed by the half-griffin Phernos also jumped from the side of the mountain road, it was catching its prey.

  The warhorse under the crotch inevitably fell into panic, snorted, and scratched its hoofs. Similar to the difference between ordinary people and nobles, half-griffins are naturally restrained from animals.

   "侓侓侓~" The knights had to clench the reins in their hands and concentrate on comforting the horses. The consequences of the horses being frightened were very serious.

After a while, Phernos came out of the bush with a half-deer in his sharp beak, the end of his forelimbs, the lion's claws as sharp as daggers dripped the blood of the prey, and the eagle-like sharp eyes noticed Laren, and he turned his head. He approached the kingdom knight with his prey in his mouth.

Although they knew that this half-griffin was the lord's partner, the rangers and knights behind Lallen still retreated, struggling to agitate their Adam's apple. In the face of a powerful monster, if it was someone else, they would have been scared to the ground. , the atmosphere did not dare to come out.

   "Ahhh!" The half-griffin called out twice, and the kingdom knight walked behind it. He stretched out his hand and gently stroked the dark brown mane on the back of Phernos' neck.

  I don't know why, but Laylen always felt that the half-griffin's eyes were silly and looked very "wise".

  Layen stroked it again and patted the half-griffin's head: "Go, enjoy your prey, and remember not to hurt anyone in the forest!"

   "Ahhh!" Phernos called out a few more times, blinking his eyelids spiritually, with his wisdom, of course he could understand what Laren meant.

   The half-griffin carried half the elk in his mouth, and with a huge leap, he disappeared without a trace in the forest.

   Watching the monsters go away, the group breathed a sigh of relief subconsciously, and looked at the kingdom knight with a little more awe, and it was enough to make a half-griffin so obedient, and the strength of Lord Lailun was evident.

"You don't plan to keep the half griffin free, do you? It's your mount, don't you prepare a spacious and comfortable stable for it?" Nikas said with a smile: "If I have a half lion Eagle mount, I have to arrange it to sleep in the same bedroom with me, and serve it every day with delicious food and drinks."

"Haha, that girl's bedroom must be unbearably dirty." Laren joked, looking in the direction where the half-griffin disappeared: "Monsters can only sharpen their combat capabilities by adapting to harsh environments, and the temper of a wild horse is better than Warhorses born in stables are irascible, greenhouses are not suitable for half-griffins, they are born to roam in the forest."

   "Perhaps you're right, riding a half-griffin with a lance is very troublesome." Nikas shrugged and said, "In contrast, I prefer a holy Pegasus."

  Lyren also smiled kindly, in response.

   Entering the jurisdiction of the Oak Territory, looking up, the blue sky is only the sun shining through the earth.

  The hard-working farmers are cultivating. From Oak Town, east, west, north and south are connected. People are hurrying on the stone-paved road. Caravans and many guys on horses are entering the gate.

It has been nearly a year since the establishment and development of this town. The town is full of hope and vitality. Thanks to the enlightenment and boldness of the lord, Oak Town is not like other villages and towns, which are bound by pedantic and stubbornness. It's lifeless and looks disgusting.

  The five-meter-high gate tower of the city wall hangs the coat of arms symbolizing the lord "Yaoguang Warhammer". The center of the gate tower is decorated with a blue and white wolf's head shield emblem, which symbolizes the province of Miden and declares the territorial and noble rights.

  Lyren don't turn his horse, he is going to the dwarf workshop on the York River in the east of the town. The dwarf rune blacksmith Langoni Stonehammer promised to forge a set of half-griffin's horse armor and a knight's halberd.

Riding a half-griffin to charge into battle, in close combat, the effect of the traditional heavy knight's spear will be greatly reduced, which is why most half-griffin knights choose the heavy knight halberd to fight, the offense and defense are balanced, and the dynamic On the back, the knight can better exert the power of a powerful mount.

Just like the knights who rode griffins, eagles and even dragons, their weapons of choice were no longer warhammers and long swords, but super-long halberds or lances. According to legend, the high elf Caledor's weapons The dragon princes once used a giant lance over ten meters on the back of the giant dragon to complete extremely difficult stabbing movements at high altitudes.

   On the way, Laylen met two Eternal Guards and several woodland scouts. The leader of the wood elves team was the low-level woodland lord Olasif Piazza.

In the midsummer season, their clothes and protective gear are slightly thin and light, and their faces are smeared with thick face coverings to outline exaggerated lines. The Eslais wear dark hoods to hide their pointed ears, while the more open female elves. Wearing a navel-baring outfit, he didn't care about the gazes around him.

   When he saw Laylen appear, Olasif was stunned for a while, and he greeted him in a sloppy imperial language: "Hello, Your Excellency Laylen."

   "Well, what's the matter, Olasif? Where are you going?" Laylen responded, fighting side by side in the heather, he had a much better impression of the woodland lord.

"We are going to the Dwarf Workshop. The Dwarf Workshop has made a deal with the bearded dwarf. He forged a fixed amount of arrows and weapons for us." Olasif's expression softened slightly and explained: " The Summer Wild Hunt is coming, and Lauren Loren needs to be fully prepared."

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