Since dawn when he left the imperial capital, Lorraine had been walking with his team for about ten days, during which time he hoped that Lieutenant Colonel Kalinin would replace him as the leader, but unfortunately the strong man refused without hesitation this time. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"You are the commander of the Seventh Legion personally appointed by the emperor before his death, although you are still with the rank of major, but I don't want to get into trouble, don't you think you can train yourself by becoming a leader earlier?" This was the reason for Lieutenant Colonel Kalinin, to which the members of the adventure team and Yuri's men expressed their support.

"Little Lorraine also has to grow, after all, you are not a professional adventurer, you can't be like us, looking for treasures all day long...... If you master the tricks of the team leader early, we can also cheat and cheat, rest assured that we will help you. "That's the uncle's reason.

If you count Sam and Thaiwen who are giggling over there, and the big Lori Irene who just gives a thumbs up to show their support, then I really thank them for their support.

As for Yuri, the merchant of death, and Admiral Catherine, who had just woken up, they didn't care, the former had already said that he would leave as long as he could find a safe place, the latter would follow them for the time being, and Catherine would also leave if a team from the Sea Kingdom appeared.

In this way, the haphazard procession continued to walk, and it was strange that the aristocratic faction did not seem to send people to hunt down everyone, and the puppet emperor Clovis in Josephine's mouth spent all day drinking in the imperial capital, completely forgetting that there was still a civil war.

Until they entered the Dukedom of Fran, they could reach the Korsaland Peninsula by passing through it and then rummaging through the branches of the Rocky Mountains in the Empire, but today was a bad day, because they were suddenly surrounded by cavalry, led by the Duke of Fran himself.

About a thousand or so cavalry troops firmly surrounded Lorraine's team, equipped with complete sabers, spears and standard muskets, and the horses under the crotch were very good, only produced in the prairie, Lorraine knew that he could not outrun the other party no matter what, the only way was to use the portal to run, but there were mages on the other side, how could he cast spells......

Soon he didn't need to worry about this, because Duke Fran himself came from the guard, wearing dull armor and a black cloak as a cover, and he couldn't see the majesty of the first duke at all, but the old man raised his head proudly, and on his expressionless face could only see the fierceness and tenacity of an eagle, even if he was wrapped in countless murderous aura, he was not affected in the slightest.

"Warriors of the previous kings, I know you won't believe the words of a noble leader, but I'm here to say - I'm not here to capture you."

Duke Fran's words shocked the audience, and Lorraine looked at the cavalry with his friends, and saw that there was nothing unusual about them, as if the Duke was not lying.

"The imperial capital has fallen into the hands of the puppet emperor Clovis, the imperial army stolen by the Hatil of the Bolton family is a great power and is in fornication with the Normans, which will definitely greatly damage the interests and security of the empire, I know that you want to go to the Korsaland Peninsula, I hope to be able to escort you to my capital to rest for a while, don't worry about security, I agree to hope that His Royal Highness the crown prince can return to the empire smoothly and launch an attack on the enemy as soon as possible."

The people who were originally shocked, now finally calmed down, looking at the Duke of Fran with a serious face standing in front of everyone like a god, if he lied, Uncle Ezinaha's axe would not show mercy at all.

"That...... Your Excellency, Lord Duke, what you said is too informative for us to accept for a while. ”

"I can understand this, let's go to Osterloh to rest first, I'm sure little Josephine will understand."

Lorraine looked back at the princess with a not very healthy face, and the other party nodded, "Let's go Lorraine, I believe Uncle Luther, if there is any surprise...... You will protect me too. ”

Ignoring the latter somewhat ambiguous remark, Lorraine finally decided to take the party and Lord Luther, Duke of Fran, to the city of Ostloh.

Speaking of which, the city in the southernmost territory of the empire is still very well built, at least the city walls are the same as the emperor's, with vast plains and ore production, so that the finances of the Fran Territory look very good, in fact, the population of this land alone has reached eight million people, as for those black households, smugglers and other people with strange identities, the Duke estimates that there may be tens of millions of people under his rule.

Very astonishing statistics, you must know that although the St. Orlando Empire was in the process of modernization at this time, if you want to feed so many people, the consumption of food will be very huge, but fortunately, Lord Luther also explained this to Lorraine.

The vast plains provided the conditions for a large crop of food, and the fine varieties of Korsalan and the secluded Druids of the Rocky Mountains, combined with the promotion of the magic industry, made it a veritable granary of the Empire.

However, Lorraine also noticed that although there are a lot of magic workshops here, most of them belong to the civilian category, and the number of military ones such as armor foundries, gun factories and important ammunition factories can be said to be very rare.

"You have also seen, Major Lorraine, although my territory can be said to be foolproof in the civilian field and financially, but in terms of military affairs, it is not at all the perverted opponents of the Bolton family, and the cavalry you see is already the only high-speed mobile force that can be fed in the territory."

"But Lord Luther, your territory is so rich, there's no reason why you can't feed more troops?" This is Lorraine's biggest question, how can the food, manpower, and relatively rich magic industry get stuck on the explosives.

Duke Luther explained with a wry smile: "It's not because my commanders were beaten into frightened birds by the Ostland family next door, in order not to provoke the barbarians next door, they have to provide a huge amount of money and materials to each other every year in exchange for their support. ”

"Didn't your subordinates think about resisting? Being blackmailed like this every year will only make them stronger, and your territory will only be plundered more? ”

"Then you're going to have to fight too! From my grandfather to my generation, the Franks and Austerlands fought more than a hundred battles, we won less than ten times, lost three castles and six cities, and the army alone was wiped out by 100,000 people, where can we resist. ”

Lorraine has nothing to say, after fighting for so long, the army can be wiped out by 100,000, should the Falanes be enough wastewood, or should it be said that the soldiers and generals of Austerland are all good men?

This question had been bothering Lorraine, but soon he had no heart to think about it, for Duke Luther had already brought them to his residence, and a banquet had already been prepared.