Looking at Vedia's figure running to the end and crawling, Knight José finally didn't hand out the shot, but lightly tapped it in the open space behind Vidia.

After entering the bushes, Vidia took a few big breaths and looked behind her.

Not being poked in the heart by the José knight was somewhat unexpected, but what he saw made him feel desperate again.

The knight of José had already broken the cavalry spear into two by poking at the clearing, and he was holding one of them in his hand at the moment, aiming at the door of Vedia, as long as Vedia made the slightest move, the knight could immediately turn the half of the cavalry spear in his hand into a spear, and kill Vediag on the spot from outside the forest.

"You lost. ”

Knight Jose was stunned for a moment, and then held back such a sentence.

And Vidia was clutching the bow and arrow in his hand, and his eyes were full of unwillingness.

"I lost. ”

It wasn't until a long time later that Vidia replied a little sluggishly, but his eyes were fixed on the throwing gun in Knight Jose's hand.

Counting this unavoidable blow, in just a dozen breaths, he has already died three times.

"Even if I try my best, I can't leave such a small wound on your body, and I dare to stand in your way, I am arrogant. ”

Knight Jose took off the iron mask on his face, but his face did not show a look of disappointment.

"Do you think you're really that bad? boy. ”

The knight pointed to his left shoulder and said with a smile:

"Look, if this were on the battlefield, your arrow would have left enough traces of my memories for a long time. It is true that you are not qualified to be a knight, but it is not impossible to be my squire on the battlefield. ”

After hearing his father's praise, Vidia's face couldn't help but show a look of disbelief.

The warriors who challenged Jose were many in the city of Valuno, and the most exaggerated one was the story of José's knights defeating more than a dozen challengers in one day, which is still sung in the tavern of Valuno.

But even if he was challenging a dozen people a day, Jose never left the slightest scar on the training ground.

In the words of Jose's guards back then

"Only the adults of our family beat others, where is it their turn to be beaten?"

It can be said that if it weren't for the fact that José Knight used horse racing today as an excuse to really do something with him, Vidia would never dare to challenge his father.

After all, being an enemy of someone so prestigious is a stressful thing in itself.

But even though the José knight himself admitted it, Vidia was still a little incredulous.

He asked in a trembling voice, "Father, that arrow, with your skill...... How can you dodge it?"

"It's easy to dodge that arrow, but if you let your little fox into the forest, that's really trouble. ”

The José knight did not shy away from telling his true opinion.

"Do you know who told me to really feel old? You bunny...... If it weren't for your terrifying progress, I would have been able to hold a sword for at least twenty more years. But if you continue to grow like this, it is estimated that in less than three years, even I will not be your opponent. ”

Vidia was naturally overjoyed to be recognized by his father, but his habit of walking among his elders for a long time made him express his modest side with some restraint.

"Father, please don't say that, I'm still far away......"

It's just that at this moment, Knight Jose's face changed slightly.

"That's right, you're not far behind. Now, my little squire, pack your bags at once, report to the caravan leader at once, find your place in the ranks by noon, and before evening I will see a reliable squire, not a child with a little skill. ”

Vidya immediately agreed happily, but for a moment he didn't remember the purpose of his visit.

Instead of convincing the Knight José to stay, he took himself in.

If Boss Hope could have foreseen this scene, he would certainly not have made up so many stories.

According to common sense, when a knight goes to join the lord's army, can he not bring the local peasants as his own guards, which is already extremely benevolent and righteous, where is there a reason for local civilians to restrain the knight's actions?

In Valuno, Vidia was also unfettered, but Conan, who lived in Vidia's residence, suffered some unwarranted disasters.

Although he could still live in the lodgings of Vidia, he would have to spend the rest of his life alone in this difficult winter.

Although he is the lord of a land, he is in debt at the moment, and when the dry wood piled up in the courtyard of Vidia is exhausted, what awaits him is just a sitting and eating nothing.

On the night that Vidia left Valuno, Conan lit the lamp in the house alone until late.

Of course, it's not just about money, it's about companionship.

For both Vedia and Conan, they were the first and only "peers" they had seriously and equally interacted with each other.

Although the time is not very long, and the process of getting along with them is not very pleasant, it is enough for them to worry about it for a long time.

Conan would remember that by his side there would be a pretty boy who was good at wielding swords, but who always hated war verbally.

And Vidia will not forget that he once saw a young man who claimed to be a lord, almost indistinguishable from a peasant boy, but could speak the four Chinese dialects.

Of course, that's all for later.

Now, one of them is just a minor nobleman living in the Northlands, while the other appears in the legions of the Empire as a knight's squire, and it will be a long, long time before they can appear in the scrolls of history.

Now they are playing the legend of their fathers.

The knight of José rode his horse from one caravan to another, and no one knew his true identity except the leader of the caravan and his striking young son.

As he himself had seen of the war twice, he was not optimistic that the empire would be victorious.

But it's one thing to look at, and it's another thing to decide whether you want to do it or not.

The war has just begun, and no one is in a position to end it with their own hands.

The reward of Count Chea ignited the hearts of these Northland nobles, and the new land, more goods and resources were extremely tempting.

The aristocratic group entrenched in the land is essentially a beast that cannot be eaten, and only more flesh and blood can satisfy their appetite.

A dozen ragged peasants, two or three pairs of leather armor pieced together, a few spears with iron tips, a few rusted daggers, and a tattered banner.

Not to mention the quality of such troops, not to mention catching up with the elite Imperial Legions, even the hunters of the Wiegand Savages are better than they can perform on the battlefield.

As for the follow-up provisions, they unceremoniously chose to plunder, but it was the same reaction of the Wiegand people when they encountered the caravan.

They also raised their swords in disguise, pointing at the merchants who were transporting equipment and provisions

"Your goods have been requisitioned by warriors loyal to the Emperor, go back, and the Empire will remember your contributions. ”

At this point, they were not even as happy as the Wiggans, because the Wiegands at least picked the time to raid, and gave the merchants some room to resist.

It's not like these down-and-out aristocrats, who can eat all directions as long as they have a banner.

If these people can also be considered robbers, then the guards of these merchants can drive these "soldiers" back to their fields in their huts with a single sprint.

Of course, these businessmen have lost all their money.

The great merchants who were able to speak in the Imperial Diet were themselves nobles, and their ancestors were tribal chieftains who made a living from commerce and trade.

Although they have long since given up their lands in various forms, the derivative of the land, the title, is firmly in their own hands.

On the surface, they are just a group of merchants, but when they are not in business, they are also authentic aristocrats.

Of course, these people ignore this kind of lonely nobles called flowers, and those who are downcast also have enough eyes to be able to distinguish what can be robbed and what cannot be robbed.

As a result, the real losses were the small caravanserais, who learned from the leaders of the big caravans to sell their goods, but in the end they failed to earn a word.

According to the words of those "nobles", this is called "coming with hope, returning with hope." Commodities are in the hands of those who really need them, and the empire finally has a glorious future. ”

José Knight's caravan was also "raided" several times, but José Knight dispersed them like a flock of crows that had come to peck at carrion.

Actually, he didn't need to say anything.

Valuno's craftsmen put on him the highest level of armor they could produce, and its metallic sheen not only frightened the youngsters, but also covered the knight's legs.

The two are more like a cutscene.

First of all, the knights of the raiders spoke first, and they usually blocked a road, and then asked the merchants to stop their carriages and horses for inspection in the name of inspecting the goods.

"Hey, call your heads here. ”

"Is there anything wrong with these goods, my lord, they are freshly harvested wheat from Cyprus, and the linen that the labours of the Abbaskian labourers have spun are absolutely the good things of the children. ”

The second to appear was the merchant, who was shouting for his goods.

"I didn't say there was anything wrong with these things. ”

The nobles at the head, or two or three clever boys, should dump some goods on the ground at this time, so as to cut off the capital of these merchants who want to run away directly.

"Then since there is no problem......

"We're leviing it on behalf of the Empire's military. Go back early, don't you businessmen always like to say, time is money? Come, we'll help you earn your money standing up. ”

"Then you and your warriors are still on the front line against the barbarians, how can you help us with such an errand, my lord. ”

At this time, there would always be a burst of laughter from the raiders' team, as if they had really seen something interesting.

"Hey, are you questioning us veterans who shed blood for the country? I have long heard that you businessmen have no conscience, so I just thought these words were rumors, and when I saw them today, it was true!"

This is the person who sings the red, most of them are old, and some inherent old scars.

The source of these scars is certainly a little unclear, but at the moment, as an actor, the appearance is enough.

"Forget it, Suke. We don't say anything, and these people naturally don't take our good intentions to heart. Just merchant, I kindly remind you that the road ahead is not very easy to walk, and if you encounter Wiegand bandits, it is very common. The Imperial army is trying to sweep away these rioters, but you know, these beasts from the swamp are like weeds growing in the fields, and there is no way to clean them up!"

If you have a red face, you will naturally have a white face.

Their task is to pretend to say a few words from the perspective of the caravan, and then fool these strangers with good intentions, so that they will gradually lose the ability to think for themselves, and then fall into the trap.

Normally, even if the small merchants are iron, they always have to think about the consequences, most of them are to unload the goods and return by themselves, thinking that they are unlucky, but if there are really people who want to force their way through the swamp, then what awaits them is naturally the "invasion of the Wiegand people".

The side that sings on stage often thinks that the theatrical performance can be temporarily ended here, and the audience can obediently hand over their viewing fees, but for José Knight's caravan, the dramatic conflict is developing to a good time.

A knight in armor should walk slowly from the back of the caravan to the front, preferably with a half-sized man with a banner.

It was a bloodstained sword, and the edge of the banner was embroidered with a border made of gold thread.

At the beginning of the empire's creation, such a banner was able to reward the members of the Knights, which can almost be seen that His Majesty Nordin was sincere to the knights, or his Uncle Gaisate.

In fact, men like Jose Knight, who returned from fighting on the battlefield, are more happy with this flag than the territory under his rule.

Although the decoration in the north is a little too gorgeous, and some are not lined with the scenery, it makes those "imperial soldiers" the most jealous.

Although his face was covered by armor, making it impossible to see who it was, the murderous aura on his body was not something that could be blocked by a mask.

The leader of the caravan said in a hurry at this time.

"Sergeants......"

"You're a step late, our caravan is already being taken care of!"

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