In the early morning, when it seemed that the sky was bright, the José knight kicked out the bonfire lit next to him and crawled out of the grass nest that had just been lying in the middle of the night. After picking up a stream of water and washing his face briefly, he embarked on another day's journey.

In order to hurry as soon as possible and find enough reinforcements for the town, the knight of Jose refused the good offer of the local lord to stay overnight many times, insisted on only changing horses and not people, and finally in just a few days, he ran all over the territory of more than a dozen large and small vassals in this area of the north coast.

As Joyce expected, most of the nearby lords were still old, and when they heard that the Wiegand people were coming, their faces changed drastically, and they packed up and straightened out the city defenses, and they were in stark contrast to the drunken and dreamy appearance of the maids who usually lay in the house, and at the beginning, there were still a few lords who thought that it was not easy for Jose to come all the way, and thought that a few peasants from the city defense army would go to make up with the José knights, but as soon as they heard that there might be nearly a thousand Wiegand people who had entered the city this time, all kinds of strange diseases that caused physical discomfort and could not get on the road occurred in just a few minutes。

Looking at their clumsy acting skills, Knight Jose also felt unappetizing, chatting with such a lord, Knight Jose really couldn't stand it. So, in many cases, not only were reinforcements hard to find, but the José knights didn't look down on the reinforcements they were proposing—if that was also called reinforcements.

In the face of such an occasion, the most José Knight can do is to leave reluctantly without losing courtesy. In the end, the ones who were really willing to send troops to help were really those comrades of José Knight.

Some of them seem to have lost their swords, and are just ordinary farmers, while others have gray hair, and they need someone to support them even when they get on their horses. But as long as the knight of Jose rode around their manor, there would always be a few more warriors at the place agreed by the knight.

Today is the sixth day that the knight of Jose has left the town, and the lords who have not yet visited are the only one left, the territory of the most powerful duke in the North Sea coast, that is, the son-in-law of the mayor, if there is a little way, the knight of Jose will never come here.

Looking at the tall castle built by the river in the ducal domain, the knight led his horse to a large tree outside the city. On the last stretch of the road, the José Cavaliers suddenly felt that it was more reliable for the Pacers to walk over, so that he seemed sincere, and secondly, once the situation fell into embarrassment, he also had an easier excuse to get out.

Not long after dragging his injured leg away, some distance from the castle, a sharp-eyed soldier spotted the José knight, and the city defense soldier vigilantly pointed the longbow in his hand at José, and shouted at him: "Stranger, what are you here for?" In order to prevent José from not understanding, he also shot an arrow in the open space in front of José's knight, signaling José to move away.

Looking at the soldiers standing on the city wall, Knight Jose did not feel ashamed, he was used to this kind of treatment, but this time the soldiers defending the city seemed to have more sophisticated shooting skills, which made him very pleased. In the Northlands, José had a hard time finding a good archer, because the local wood was not very suitable for making bows and arrows, and another important reason was that under the "teaching" of the Wiegand people, more elite soldiers practiced throwing spears instead of bows and arrows.

The knight pulled out a banner from his body, a banner inlaid with gold, and a symbol of his status as a vassal of the Great Purus Empire. There is only a simple picture on the banner, a blood-stained knight's sword.

Seeing such a banner, the archers on the city wall did not dare to slack off, but they could not make a decision in private, so they could only let the man stand under the city wall for a while, and then order another sergeant on the city wall to go and ask the steward of the castle to come and have a look.

The archer looked at the noble banner of the knight of José with a mixture of admiration and jealousy, and he knew what the reason for this banner was not an ordinary noble banner with various forms of beasts, but a weapon as a pattern.

After the Red Lion Expedition, the surviving more than 100 warriors were given land, but only a small part of these warriors were decent nobles who had banners themselves or descendants of nobles with noble blood, and there were a large number of civilian warriors, and these civilian warriors themselves did not deserve to have a banner. Their banner was given by His Majesty Notting, the first (and arguably second) Emperor of the Empire, and the pattern painted on the banner was a weapon that they excelled at, and in this way they commemorated the martial arts of the expedition.

As the best archer in this castle, Sergeant Garcia's self-confidence as an elite of the Northland naturally did not allow him to bow his head to anyone's martial arts, and he felt very dazzling when he looked at this man who came out of nowhere.

After a while, the castle's steward, surrounded by several guards, opened the castle gates. This is the duke's castle, and as the steward of the ducal realm, he has the right to snub a minor nobleman who is not famous.

Looking at this nobleman who looked like a veteran, the butler's heart was even more disdainful, he deliberately raised his throat, and said to Jose in a weird manner: "My lord, although I don't know why you came, but you should also understand that the duke's castle rarely accepts guests without invitations, maybe next time you will send a few retinues to come over and breathe with us first?"

José did not say anything about the butler's troubles, he was not a person familiar with the rules of the nobility, and he was not willing to put more effort into it. He had seen many butlers who welcomed him on the surface, but stood at the door in a daze, but it was the first time he had seen him with such a closed door from the beginning.

"I am the Knight José from Valuno, and I have been asked by the mayor of Valuno to send a message to the Duke. After a long time, Knight José spoke.

Hearing the words "Valuno", the butler's heart turned three times in a row, and he first put on a look of surprise, then joy, and finally embarrassment. In fact, even he knew that the old duke and duchess had already ordered that all who came from the city of Valuno should be treated as distinguished guests, and that it was not permissible to be neglected. But the butler deliberately pretended to be like this, so that he could get something from the visitor.

"Of course we are very welcome, and this is the order of the old duke. It's just ......" The butler felt that his acting skills were really pure to the extreme, and an old face was aggrieved as if he could wring out water, but the Jose knight in front of him didn't seem to be very open-minded.

This knight in the countryside just has no knowledge, and he has no eyesight at all. The butler took a sip in his heart, but the expression on his face was indeed even more pitiful.

"Don't you know, as soon as our Duchess sees, ah, no, even hears the news of a man from the city of Valuno, yes, just like a man of your age, tears keep falling, and we are careful to avoid it, and we are really embarrassed to let you in. ”

Of course, this statement is nonsense from the butler, and the Duchess's emotions are very hidden, and it can be known to him as a subordinate, and even if he knows, of course it should be subject to the Duke's orders.

However, when this passage reached José's ears, it was clear that the taste had changed, and his cheeks in the knight's helmet were red all the way to the base of his ears, and a strong sense of guilt welled up in his heart. For a while, he almost thought of leaving to avoid the embarrassment in his heart, but he thought of the people in the town, especially after the spitting that the mayor's wife spat at him back then, he still chose to stay.

He took out a few silver coins of Piana from his body and secretly stuffed them to the butler, and whispered: "Excuse me, don't let the Duchess know that I have been here, just ask me to meet the Duke." ”

The butler looked at the silver coins and was overjoyed. In the end, he came from the town, and he had money in his hands, and a country nobleman could take out so much as soon as he stretched out his hand.

Although the housekeeper's heart blossomed, his face still looked aggrieved: "Okay, my lord, I'll try it as much as I can." After that, he also beckoned a manservant beside him: "Can't you see that this is our honored guest?

The manservant's lips rolled up and down the butler a few times, but in the end he didn't make a sound, he just bowed respectfully to the knight Jose, and then led him into the castle.

After José's knight passed through the gate of the castle, he found that there was really a hole in the castle, and there were four or five people standing under the gate alone, and it didn't look crowded at all. Looking at the thick city walls, Knight Jose couldn't help but admire: "This is really a strong castle in the Northland, and it really takes a lot of effort to capture such a castle. ”

"In fact, an adult from the Knights. Our castle has been built since the time when this place was the Chief's Hall, and it has not been conquered until now. ”

A young voice reached José's ears, and the knight turned his head to look at the source of the sound, only to see the sergeant who had shot the arrow at him running down from the wall. Knight José looked at the young man, his muscles were well-proportioned, he was not tall or short, and he was a seedling who could be a good soldier. Moreover, looking at the thick layer of cocoons on his palms, you know that he is a diligent and hard-working young man.

Thinking that this trip was indispensable, and he had been trying to win the support of those lords before, maybe this time he should start with the sergeant major? Jose looked at him with a somewhat kinder expression.

"You seem to be a real person who knows that I am a member of the Order and dares to provoke me, sergeant. The José knight looked at the young man and hooked the corners of his mouth slightly. "The city that Your Majesty took back then was much taller than the Duke's Castle. ”

"That's because I'm not the one who defends the city!" Garcia was obviously touched by José's words, and he began to become a little uncalm, even saying things that disrespected the emperor.

Hearing this, Knight José pretended to be surprised and said, "Young man, do you know that if this is Abbasquia, your actions will be punished?"

Garcia lost his temper for a moment, pursed the corners of his lips at Jose, and turned away.

At the last moment when Garcia ascended the wall, the knight of José suddenly shouted at him: "Young man, do you want to fight another battle with those who fought the holy war in the past, or do you want to defend this wall yourself until you die of old age?"

Garcia didn't speak, just turned around, moved the bow on his back from his left shoulder to his right, and then jumped off the wall and walked towards the interior of the castle. As a good soldier, Garcia always had one more weapon than other soldiers, sometimes a short spear, sometimes an axe, and today, he brought an extra dagger. As soon as he passed by the knight José, he burst out and stabbed at him.

The manservant standing on the side was taken aback, and wanted to stop Garcia's behavior, but it was too late.

The knight of José just sat still as usual, and in full view, Garcia's dagger fell on the bluestone slab of the city gate cave with a crisp crashing sound. Only then did it become clear that Garcia's wrist had been tightly held in the hands of the José knight.

"Your arm doesn't protrude straight into the point, and the dagger on your wrist doesn't have the strength to pick it up, so you don't want to kill me at all. The José knight let go of Garcia's wrist and looked at him with some curiosity: "Why do you want to do it." ”

Looking at this reckless young man, the mood of the José knight inexplicably became much better, and even the depression of the past two days was swept away.

Garcia raised his head and said proudly: "This is the territory of the Duke, or the castle of the Duke, you dig the guards of the castle without the consent of the master here, do you look down on the master here, or do you look down on the guards here?"

Looking at this sergeant major standing in front of him, Jose felt a little crying and laughing. Speaking of which, José joined the army as a teenager, and at that time he was a homeless man, and when he later recruited mercenaries by himself, most of them recruited homeless people from some towns, and he also used the name of "Knights of the Great Prussian Empire", which seemed to ignore the sense of honor of these organized guards. However, this is also inevitable, after all, having served in such an army, it is inevitable that the soldiers everywhere they look will inevitably have a condescending feeling, not to mention that when the knight Jose served back then, he was just a young man with ambitions.

At this time, the steward of the castle came out of the castle tremblingly. The butler's face flushed, and he saluted the knight Jose, and then returned all the silver coins that the knight had handed him to him before, and then attached them to the knight's ear, and whispered: "Knight, lord, duke and duchess, please ......"

When Jose saw this scene, some very bad feelings suddenly appeared in his mind, and for a while, cold sweat broke out from his forehead.