Along the faint light and shadow on the ground, Liu Huaqiang touched a wooden door that was quite rough in wood.

Where you enter, you can feel that the door is covered with a thick layer of dust.

The wooden door was not locked, and with a slight force, with a screeching grinding sound, the wooden door was pushed open from the inside.

The bright moonlight shines into the dim room, and you can finally see the surrounding environment clearly.

It was an adobe house, about four or five square in size, with pitted walls and everything looking sloppy.

It is not incomprehensible that with such rudimentary craftsmanship, there is not even a single window in the whole room.

This is the groom's room, and after being occupied by Liu Huaqiang, the groom naturally slept in the stable.

Liu Huaqiang's first small goal was to organize a small secret army that could fight against the Ottomans around him.

Everything was difficult at the beginning, and after summing up, he was ready to take the groom in the manor as his first lobbying target.

Tidying up the slightly yellowed jacket, he went back to the room, took the royal blue fine linen tight coat, and Liu Huaqiang put the coat on his body while walking in the direction of the stable in his memory.

"What are you going to do!?"

After walking more than ten meters, just turning a corner, two Ottoman soldiers with sabers in their hands stopped Liu Huaqiang.

The current situation has been analysed, and these Ottomans, ostensibly escorting Tsepeš, are in fact placing him under house arrest.

In the face of the two sentinels, Liu Huaqiang wanted to say believe it or not, Lao Tzu killed the two of you, but in the end, he could only show a bright smile.

With the help of a giggle, the skin of the face is masked, and the twitches caused by anger are obscured.

"I drank too much cold water at night, so I'll go to the stable to make it easier."

A large part of the reason why the air in the Middle Ages was full of foul odors was because there were no toilets in this era.

Small doors and small households are generally solved in the corner, and large families like the baron are basically convenient next to the cowshed and stables.

The two Ottoman sentries looked Liu Huaqiang up and down, and then one of them shook his head slightly, signaling Liu Huaqiang to go and return quickly.

Because there were nearly two hundred cavalry stationed on the periphery of the manor, they were not worried that Liu Huaqiang would take this opportunity to run away.

Pretending to be fine, Liu Huaqiang whistled and walked away slowly, away from the two Ottoman sentinels.

A small aristocratic manor like this, in the middle of the best position, built the main building of the manor.

Like the servant's room, the groom's room, and the stable, they will all be built in the corner of the manor, so Liu Huaqiang didn't go far before he arrived at the stable.

The down-and-out baron, there were only two skinny horses left in the stable, and when he saw Liu Huaqiang coming, a big black horse snorted.

A man with messy hair and dirty linen clothes was sleeping under a horse trough.

Most of his face was blocked by the thick straw laid next to him, and he couldn't see his specific appearance.

The pungent breath in the air did not disturb this guy's sweet dream, and Liu Huaqiang even saw that the corners of this guy's mouth were still saliva.

Presumably, this product must have dreamed that he was enjoying a good meal.

The delicious wheat bread and the hot radish and mutton soup are estimated to have reached the limit of his imagination.

Like him, a groom with no status or status, he can only drink vegetable soup and rye bread, and he can't eat enough at all for two-thirds of the time.

Liu Huaqiang looked left and right to make sure that there were no Ottomans watching, so he half-squatted down and shook the horseman's shoulders.

After seven or eight pushes, the groom woke up from a dream full of delicious food with difficulty, and looked at Liu Huaqiang with sleepy eyes.

At the same time, Liu Huaqiang also saw the appearance of the groom clearly.

Brown eyes, a high nose, stained cheeks, a wisp on the chin, and a beard that had just grown long

Looking at the age, the little groom is about fifteen or sixteen years old, which should be about the same age as the original owner of Liu Huaqiang's body.

Having said that, Liu Huaqiang still doesn't know what he looks like now, the legendary vampire count shouldn't look bad.

Liu Huaqiang was pondering his appearance when he heard the little groom who woke up and asked with hostility: "Who are you!?" ”

"My name is Cepes, and I am the new Grand Duke of Wallachia, the most honorable master of this land."

Since he wants to fool the little groom to work for himself, Liu Huaqiang must of course reveal his identity.

Although he is a duke who does not have any rights and freedoms, at least he is famous, and for a commoner like Little Mamu, he is definitely a big man who can scare people to death.

The little groom, who was still hostile, immediately became extremely surprised, and the whole person froze there.

It took half a minute before he hurriedly crawled out of the straw bed.

Before he had time to get rid of the straw sticking to his body, the little groom knelt on one knee and surrendered in front of Liu Huaqiang.

"I am sorry, noble Duke, and I beg your pardon for my previous rudeness.

The humble Wrangler of Snownia, Davar. Agapia, may it always be prostrate at your feet. ”

The little groom trembled, finished the lines he had heard from the troubadour, and then lowered his head and remained motionless on one knee.

"My good people, thou shalt not be humbled, stand up, puff up thy chest and speak to me."

Although he felt a little awkward, Liu Huaqiang still imitated the way the European nobles spoke in the Middle Ages and gave instructions to the little groom.

After speaking, Liu Huaqiang took the lead in standing up straight, waiting for the other party to get up.

Davar first looked up tentatively, looked at Liu Huaqiang's expression, and made sure that the noble lord had a smile on his face before standing up cautiously.

However, he did not hold his head high, but leaned down slightly, obviously the gap in his identity made him unable to look directly at Liu Huaqiang.

Seeing the little groom like this, Liu Huaqiang stretched out his right hand and pressed it on his shoulder.

"Don't be restrained, this conversation is between two young people, to hell with the damn identity."

"Lord Duke, this ......"

"You don't need to have any doubts, you don't need to have any worries, I just can't sleep in the middle of the night and I just want to talk to someone."

"Let me introduce myself again, my name is Cepes, I am sixteen years old this year, I don't know which of the two of us is older and who is younger."

"Chat with me, friend, I'm really lonely, I need a friend like you to chat."

……

Abandoning the awkward aristocratic tone, Liu Huaqiang eliminated Davar's psychological obstacles step by step.

It wasn't until the young man in front of him was able to look directly at Liu Huaqiang and answer the questions fluently that the chat session officially began.

"How nice it looks now, Davar, can I ask you a few questions?"

"Lord Duke, if you ask, I will answer truthfully."

"When no one else is around, you can call me Cepes, so that we can communicate more easily.

I want to know how you became the groom of Baron Stert at such a young age. ”

Entering the chat session, Liu Huaqiang can't just let the little groom organize a secret force at the beginning, he can only start by understanding the other party's life experience.

Davar organized the language, and said in a somewhat muffled voice, "My father, Canori. Agapia, who used to work for Baron Standt.

Three years ago, my father died, and Baron Stat, seeing that our mother and son had no food and clothing, gave me the job as a groom. ”

"My poor friend, I'm sorry to mention your sadness again.

I wonder if you can tell me how your father died? ”

died three years ago, which made Liu Huaqiang think of a possibility, in a big war that year, many brave soldiers sacrificed their lives for the country.

As Liu Huaqiang expected, he heard Davar continue: "Three years ago, my father, who joined the army organized by the old duke, died in Varna. ”

Davar's eyes were a little red, and it was clear that the brief chat brought back memories of his sad past.

"Davar, my brother, please don't be sad.

Your father, who died fighting for Wallachia, died a glorious death. ”

War is cruel, life is precious, and the so-called honor is worthless in the face of life, this is Liu Huaqiang's true thought at this time.

But in this dark age, people are looking for glory and a better world after death.

So Liu Huaqiang could only go with the trend and say what he just said, and this is what Little Pony Dawar is most willing to hear.

Immediately after, I heard Liu Huaqiang continue: "Davar, I don't know what you think of the Ottomans. ”

Orphaned by the war, he has a deep blood feud with the Ottomans, and is worthy of Liu Huaqiang's trust.

He asked knowingly, just to arouse the anger in Davar's heart.

This is not a vile exploitation, it is the mission of every Wallachian to stand up against the Ottoman invaders.