Looking at the mountain and running a dead horse is an old proverb!

It tells us that sometimes there is a deviation between vision and reality, and at this moment, while sighing at my ancestors' ability to summarize life experience, I wonder if the brother who invented this sentence is just like me now, almost exhausted to death on the finish line that I longed to reach.

The hard work paid off, and in the afternoon I finally walked into the village outside the Earl's Castle.

At this time, I began to worry about another thing, and that was that I was now dressed in the same dirty as the people who walked about the village and were busy with their own business.

Not to mention seeing the Earl, even the two guards standing guard at the gate of the castle could not believe that I was a nobleman, and I had nothing on me that could prove my identity, the only feature that distinguished me from those peasants was my neatly trimmed golden beard, but I could not stand at the gate of the castle with my beard pointed and shouted, "Look at my neat beard, I am Lord Randy Knight!" ”

The soldier on guard will most likely take off his pants and point under him and say, "Ha, I'm pretty neatly trimmed......"

I couldn't think about it anymore, so I had to choose the stupidest way.

Sitting stupidly waiting not far from the gate of the castle, I believe that fools have foolish blessings, there will always be someone I know passing by the door, even if it is those few noble female beasts in estrus, as long as they can take me in, chastity or something should be donated to the dog.

I held back my anger and dodged the way for the umpteenth time for the dog-legged squires who yelled at them to enter and leave the castle.

Eventually, a familiar voice drifted into my ears, but unfortunately it was not the warbler's voice, but Hans bragging to the person next to him with a broken gong:

"I was following behind our lord at the time, the scene was extremely bloody, if it was you, you might have been eaten alive by that monster, if I hadn't been protecting his flanks, our lord wouldn't have been able to concentrate on slaying the dragon."

Now I'm sure that whether the cowhide is blown out first or not, this style is definitely my second fool's follower.

I got up and saw that Hans was carrying a broken clay pot with barley wine, leaning crookedly against a man, his face flushed with oil, and he was talking to the guy who was supposed to be a clown at the Earl's Castle, and the reverence and envy on the other side's face obviously made Hans very useful, and he was even more unscrupulous.

"Hans!" TMD finally got me in the way, and I rushed to him and shouted.

Hans struggled to open his drunken eyes, and his heavy breath sprayed me with a foul smell of alcohol: "You pariah, you dare to stand in my way!" ”

As he spoke, he was about to raise his foot and kick me, but after drinking too much, he was so lightheaded that he couldn't balance at all, and he staggered and fell to the side.

"Bastard!"

This time I am really angry, your knight master has been insulted and abused for the past two days, and finally the clouds are open and the sun is bright, and you dog slave dare to ride on my head and scatter wild.

Although I am tired and hungry, I can still slap you hard with my arms, and I will give you a howl when I am full of anger.

Hans sat on the ground with a slapp, the clown saw that the situation was not good, and the peasants around him looked at a lowly serf in amazement, who dared to slap the noble attendants in public, and gathered to see the excitement one by one, and the guards at the gate of the city were also attracted by the chaotic crowd here, and came over with spears.

"Look how I clean you up!"

Hans looked left and right and lost the field, and became even more annoyed, and hurriedly got up to fight back, but the raised hand stopped in mid-air.

"Master Randy! How are you! ”

"Dog minion! Take me in, I'll meet the Earl!" ”

Hans pushed aside the already overcrowded people, nodded and led me into the castle, it was too late to say anything, and he was probably still thinking about what I would punish him later.

Although I insisted that I take a hot bath first, the chamberlain regretted that even the Earl did not have such treatment, because bathing was unhealthy and disnoble, and the water was unclean.

In the end, I really had no choice but to wipe my body with the cold water that was still floating on the body of the dragonfly that committed suicide by throwing herself into the river last year, although the attendants carefully waited for me to change into a set of clothes that matched my identity, and poured a thick incense powder, but I still became more and more resentful of the rotten Middle Ages.

When I came to the hall of the castle, the crowd was waiting for me, and the Count sat high in the middle, burying his stacks of fat in his chair, and the Bruno was there, and winked at me playfully, as if I had a leg with him.

"Our hero, the invincible brave Randy, if it weren't for your squire personally identifying me, I really can't believe that the person who just walked into my castle is you!"

The old earl's overindulgent garlic nose shrugged, "Come and tell us, what kind of injustice has come to you, my most warlike knight?" ”

The old man said this with such a light that I knelt down on one knee and saluted, "Eternal Christ and the Empire, as your eagle dog, I have always carefully managed my own realm, fulfilling the duties of a vassal and a noble knight. Just a few days ago, I rescued this Monsieur Bruno from the Frenchman in the forest, and sent someone to escort you. ”

I pointed to Bruno, who was sitting next to the Count, who nodded and smiled, confirming what I said.

"But who would have thought that those damned Frenchmen, they would gather a team to cross the border to retaliate, and lead troops to surround my territory, after a hard fight, you know, my wooden walled city is simply difficult to withstand the encirclement of a large army, and I chose to lay down my arms and surrender honorably when the other party promised not to kill the people."

"Now that you've been captured, why haven't you kept your promise to be an upright knight? You should wait until the ransom is paid before leaving. The Count asked

As soon as I heard this, I immediately scolded in my heart: What kind of logic is this TMD? At any time, you risk tearing up the ticket and be a hostage, and you can't run?

"There was a robber from the forest who raided the ranks of the French, and I took advantage of the chaos to escape."

I didn't recruit such a brainless superior, so I could only bow my head and pretend to be silent, I pursed my mouth and made a heartbroken statement, saying that I deeply blamed myself for not being able to do a good job of a qualified meat ticket.

"Knight Randy is both wise and brave, he was attacked by the French because he saved me, and he escaped in order to continue to serve the Earl of Ardennes, such a loyal and commendable knight is a truly unruly German knight!" Bruno stroked the rim of the glass in front of him and slowly spoke his thoughts.

The strange thing is that the Lord Count seems to respect Bruno very much, nodding yes to his words, and the others don't know for what reason, they don't dare to take the words of these two big guys, it seems that Bruno, who is young, has a deep background, and should be a clergyman with a more honorable status than the earl.