A fast horse galloped across the vast land. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info The wanton flying mane, the hooves of the horses trampling back and forth, the high heads, the neighing of joy. Everything is so free and unrestrained, which makes people full of infinite enthusiasm at first sight.

Swish! A whistling sounded, and the horse's front hooves went limp, and he fell to the ground weakly. The dust that stirred up created a path of smoke that was misty and obscured the cruel scene.

But the dust will always dissipate one day, and the moment the dust dissipates, what is revealed is the bloody truth.

"Oh no! Your Excellency, you've hit someone!" A terrible cry came from the dust that had not yet completely dissipated.

Then there was a hurried, messy sound of horses' hooves approaching from far and near. A group of five or six people rode over on tall highland horses, and judging from the armor and weapons on their bodies, they definitely would not be ordinary caravan guards.

The leader was a young man who was no more than fourteen or fifteen years old, and the delicate fluff on his green face had not yet transformed into a thick scumbag.

"What's going on? Check it out!" A middle-aged man beside the boy heard the shouts and immediately sent someone to investigate. As soon as the words fell, a knight beside him quickly went to investigate.

When the young man arrived at the place of the incident with the rest of the people, the knight who went to investigate immediately reported to the young man: "Lord Earl, this man has fallen to his death, but my subordinates have found a letter from him, which is for you."

The young man briefly looked at the scene, one wearing a simple cloak, and at this moment he had been crushed under the horse and did not move, and blood slowly flowed out from under his body. And the poor war horse, after being hit by an arrow in the stomach, was dying on the ground, and his two big eyes looked at everyone pitifully, revealing infinite despair.

He took the letter from his subordinate, and it said that Adrian Lyon had personally enlightened him. The young man snorted softly and slowly opened the letter.

After a while, after reading the letter, the young man immediately ordered the people around him: "Stop the winter hunt and go back to the castle!"

"And." Before leaving, the young man looked back at the horse that was waiting to die, and said, "Slaughter this horse and get some food."

If you talk about Baron Lyon in Minsk, then everyone should have a little impression that Baron Lyon is also an excellent representative of the nobility, and has experienced many battles with Allen from birth to death. And not so long ago, in the tragic Battle of the Luo River, he died at the hands of George VI's canned cavalry.

However, in order to concentrate the power in his hands and weaken the strength of the nobles, Allen shamelessly took advantage of the glorious death of a group of nobles led by Baron Lyon, and despicably took away their generational hereditary territory. Although the nominal titles of the nobles were raised, they were robbed of their fiscal revenues and private armies.

Take Baron Lyon, for example, when Baron Lyon was killed in battle, Allen promoted Baron Lyon from Baron to First Earl. But then a large number of government officials were stationed in Minsk, and the financial and administrative powers of the Minsk region were transferred to the central government.

The widow and son of the Baron de Lyon could only inherit the family's castle and retain the noble army of 200 people. The original territory became a fiefdom, and the original aristocratic power was greatly reduced. This is what Allen did to suppress these nobles.

And this is also intolerable to many nobles.

Adrien, who had just turned fourteen this year, inherited the baronial title due to the accidental death of his father Leon in battle, and was later made a first-class count by Allen.

Although he succeeded to the throne as a young man, Adrien showed a different bearing from the ordinary nobles at a young age, and when most of the nobles were privately protesting against Allen's tyranny, only the Minsk region did not move.

Part of this was Adrien's own will, but more of it was the orders of his mother, Madame de Lyon.

"Mother, this is a letter from Vilnius." As soon as Adrian returned to the castle, he quickly found Madame Lyon. For he knew that his mother was not at all an appendage of the nobility like other noble women, but a shrewd person in the truest sense of the word.

"Oh?" The voice is languid and magnetic, like the heart-tickling chick of a kitten that has just woken up.

An apparently well-tended hand took the letter from Adrian. When I saw these hands, I knew that the owner of these hands must be a beautiful lady, because it was so fair, and the five fingers were like five pillars of white marble, without a single blemish.

After a few moments, the letter in our hand was put down, and a beautiful face finally appeared in our sight. Although she is in her thirties, good maintenance makes her youth still stay on her body. Even if the corners of her eyes are forced to squeeze out a trace of wrinkles, but that just adds a touch of charm and temptation to her, what a mature woman!

"What do you think?" Madame Lyon asked casually.

Adrian thought for a moment and replied, "In my opinion, Chris's plan is indeed somewhat feasible."

"Let's talk about it."

"Yes. The purpose of the first Ouranos is naked, he wants to concentrate his power and suppress the power of the nobility, which I believe everyone can see. Second, after plundering a number of territories, Ouranos has offended most of the nobles, and it is believed that the nobles are ready to move. As soon as Chris is the first to rebel against Ouranos, there will be an immediate ripple effect. Thirdly, Ouranos broke with Her Majesty Queen Gloria, and broke with the nobles of Ammusi, and there was no backup for a long time. Fourth, there is news that Ouranos is preparing to send troops to attack the Kingdom of Rollin soon, and he will send troops at this time, which is obviously asking for his own death. "Adrien really deserves the reputation of a young man, and he is very well organized when he analyzes it at a young age.

Madame Leon nodded as she continued to ask, "Have you compared the strength of the two sides?"

"According to Chris's estimates, Vilnius can send 3,000 troops, Minsk and Tallinn can send 1,000 troops, plus the private soldiers of other nobles, and 6,000 men. As for the Ouranos side... As he spoke, Adrien's voice suddenly weakened.

"Go on!"

"On the Ouranos side, according to the scale of the last battle at the Luo River, there are at least 10,000 troops. Even if there were heavy casualties in the Battle of Luohe, there should still be six or seven thousand troops. And in terms of combat effectiveness, the Ouranos side has a better chance of winning. ”

After listening to Adrian's analysis, Madame Lyon nodded and asked, "So what do you think now?"

Adrien looked at Lady Leon, gritted his teeth, and said, "But as long as Ouranos leaves Essis with his army, then we have a chance to break his lair." When the time comes, if you unite with George VI to attack before and after, you may not be able to defeat Ouranos. ”

"Stupid!" Madame Lyon exclaimed, "Do you think that only you can think of such a simple idea?" Do you think Ouranos is the same as those stupid nobles? You are now a first-class earl, how can such a naïve idea still exist!"

(To be continued.) )