Count Entre Red Boar Hunter Entelschnett and his vassals led the troops through the Desco Terrace and the Guardian Terrace to the Fortress of Difender. Baron Horton, the owner of the Diefend Fortress, of course, also held a solemn oath of allegiance for the arrival of His Excellency the Earl of Entle, and then led the entire force of his fortress in the name of the vassal of Entle, 600 people, and naturally joined the army of the Count of Entle.

"Diefend. You have sent almost all the troops of this fortress with me, and in case the Valley of Knights attacks, won't we be flanked by the little mongrels of Yafen before and after? I'll have to rely on you to guard my back, and if you're worthless, think about how your head is standing on your neck today? Although Hunter, Earl of Entle, expressed some surprise at Baron Horton's extraordinarily loyal loyalty, Hunter originally thought that Horton was just trying to avoid the destruction of the territory and the pursuit of Yafen to force him as a backer, "Oh, I'm sorry Difender, I haven't reversed my old bull's horn thinking just now. I mean I need someone to defend my back. The Entel expedition I have brought with me is enough to crush the wretched worms of Diffinburgh. ”

"My illustrious Excellency, the Knight's Valley is much closer to me than to Yafen. I didn't take the strength of the Knight's Valley into account, so don't worry, Your Excellency. The reason why I dared to leave only 20 soldiers in Diefend's Fortress to look after the home was because of the current situation of his relatives in the Knight's Valley, where the stupid Earl Walker's siblings, Raul, Trion, and Sikani were fighting for the title of their father, Baron Alat. The Baron of the Knights' Valley, Arat, Isttam, was so old that he had lost his ability to behave normally, and could only lie on his bed with saliva to eat, drink, and—the position of an incompetent old man, but many pairs of eyes were staring at him. The sons of Alat Easttim were said to be quite happy to see their dying father, and he knew that his father was not far from the day of Arcana's summoning, so even if the three brothers knew about the invasion of Earl Red Boar by Jarfin, they had no time to deal with the Earl's powerful army, let alone the life and death of Earl Jarfin's boy. It doesn't matter to them who is their lord or who you or Earl Of-Jarfen are, of course the stupid Walker is nothing more than a broken sword compared to the illustrious you, and you are the true master of Jarfin, the crimson sword of Entle. And your return this time may be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for them to let go of the fight for this hereditary title. I hope that a few young people in Knight Valley who have not dried up from the baron don't fight, it will already be a fortunate thing in Knight Valley and its surrounding areas. Three from the Barons will fight for their Yafin Lord? It was a mechanical ox with a low stone, capable of carrying a load as heavy as a mountain. Baron Horton replied with a grin to Earl Hunter.

"Diefend, you've heard a lot of gossip. In this way, your participation has allowed me to smash the walls of Yafenburg with more confidence. I allow you to harvest those things you like along the way. At my command, of course. Count Entre raised his eyebrows and his round eyes bulged, "The rest is over, noble gentlemen, and lazy soldiers." All marched and approached Yafenburg. I don't mind if you spit on the walls of Yafenburg when you have time, and I'm going to flood the disgusting fortress of Easttem with the sea of Entre forces! ”

The Red Boar's army met no resistance from the territory of Jaffenburg, and they continued their final march along the gravel road outside the fortress of Diffend.

"Two days, two days later, in the early morning, Jarfenburg will be paced by the great Count of Entle. Two days, two days later, in the early morning, Esttame of Yafen will hold his head between his legs. Two days later, two days later, in the early morning, Hunter Entleschneider will create the vanished Duke of Ella. "Earl Hunter of the Red Boar rode on the back of 'Fat Bob', and from time to time he happily hummed his own ballad, and proudly pouted his beard and savored the majestic tenor.

"If we march hastily, we will be there early tomorrow morning, Your Excellency." Horton whispered in his ear.

"A rapid march will make my soldiers tired, and I don't want my faithful soldiers to fall off the walls of Yafenburg in the process of climbing, because of their physical exhaustion." Count Hunter of the Red Boar waved his hand lightly at Horton, "Besides, the ghost weather here is so humid, Difender, do you think that's the case?" I can't help but want to sleep when I'm on a horse, and you whisper some kind of advice to me, hell, I'm going to camp here today. The forest in front looks more dense, and now there is a night's rest next to the forest. I have the spirit to command the battle. I'm going to, myself, screw off the little boy's head. ”

"His Excellency Hunter, Earl of Entle, though the land is open, is close to Lucy Woodland on the west, with the Red Hill at the end of the woodland and the River Rif on the east. The other side of the River Raif is also surrounded by the Yafen Mountains, which is a naturally formed basin. It's not a good place for us to camp. Let's just grit our teeth and speed up the march and hurry through this annoying place. Horton looked at the terrain here, frowning uneasily, and his heart seemed a little uneasy about the order of the Earl of the Red Boar to camp just now.

"Diefend, are you talking a little too much? Could it be that we are so powerful that we are afraid that the little scholar of Yafen will attack or set fire to the forest to kill us, if he wants to set fire, I can send him the things that cause the fire! Don't forget, I have been fighting for half my life, what forces are going to perish, when to attack, when to deal with what situation, I have my own sense of proportion. Hunt, Earl of Entle, turned his head and stopped talking to Horton, Baron Diefend, and hooked his little finger and motioned for his adjutant brothers Jon and Sean to come over, "The sound of the water in the River Rif is deafening, and I order you both to go and order my vassals and my soldiers to camp in place." By the way, you can go and ask the peasants there for food, grass, wine, meat, and so on, and you can have some fun with the local farmers for the enjoyment of my loyal soldiers. ”

The whole army cheered, this expedition was undoubtedly the perfect stop-and-go trip for Entre and his vassal troops. No one wants to go one more step in this ghost forest, although the humidity here is very heavy, but the scenery here can only be described as beautiful, camping and doing a little bit of robbery, by the way standing by the Raif River lingering beauty, "Oh oh, look, I dropped a big fish." ”

"Hook fishing is outdated, you're so slow! Look in my net! Many of the Entre soldiers set up tents along the river, and the Entre soldiers who had set up tents near Lucy's camp were not idle, and they did not envy their colleagues who fished along the river, carrying Entre bows and arrows, and carrying long swords, and the harvest time was soon coming—money and food, tobacco and wine, game and women were carried back to the camp which Entre had set up beside Lucy's woodland, and the sound of clinking glasses, fist strokes, laughter, and cries had already made the Entre camp lively.

"Newspaper, some of the peasants of Yafen have sent grain and malt wine to the esteemed earl, and they want to exchange them for the women and children in the village near Lucy's woodland who have been captured by our soldiers into the barracks. Your Excellency the Great Count of Entre instructs. The soldier came to report that the Count of the Red Boar was lying on the makeshift bed with a little sleepiness.

"Oh? I don't think there's anything wrong with letting my soldiers have a good time now. Hunt, the Earl of Entle, did not look at the soldiers, and he was secretly amused in his heart, and then said contemptuously, "The Earl's soldiers are enjoying themselves, and tell these peasants to fuck me off." By the way, remember to send a good-looking girl. ”

But these peasants sent a large number of fine barrels of ale, a large quantity of grain and grass, and five ox carts. It is said that as long as the earl can be kindly released back to the women and children in the village, they are willing to keep only 20% of this year's harvest, and give the rest to the earl's Excellency as taxes, and will not regret it! The soldier's eyes were filled with greed for ale, and Hunt pouted his red beard, and the round boar's eyes shone with the same brilliance.

"Oh? In that case, it seems that I can only sacrifice a little bit of my personal ** for the sake of these grains and ales. They were told to go to the barracks and unload the ales and the forage, and let the soldiers release all the women they had taken from the small village next to Lucy's glade. In the eyes of the Earl of the Red Boar, the deal was very good, and he hoped that after contributing to Offenburg, many noble ladies would line up to sleep with him.

The dreary march made several of the vassals of the Earl of the Red Boar unable to hold back the wine worms in their mouths, and even the cautious Baron Horton Diefonde began to hold back the idea of eating and drinking, and they wished that Hunter would disband them at once, so that they could leave the dreary tent and go to this unprecedented camping party, what a pleasant moment it would be for thousands of people to drink and eat meat together, and all of them looked down on Count Walker, Earl of Uffenburg, in their eyes, except for Horton, who was wary of WalkerThe poor Earl of Jarfenburgh was nothing more than a bedbug about to be crushed to death by the army of the Earl of the Red Boar, and the strength of his army was at best a subordinate of the Earl of Entle.

"My assistants, look at the soldiers who covet you. But don't be too disappointed, I, as your lord, have of course left good things for you. Count Hunter Entleschnett of the Red Boar clapped his hands, and the soldiers carried the soldiers into the commander's tent with the aroma of river freshness, the oily game, and barrels of ale.

"Ah, our lord has thought so much for our vassals! Why shouldn't we have a good drink and have fun in time? Oh, and before that we can do so, we have to celebrate His Royal Highness's upcoming victory. "The two brothers, Jon and Sean, the lieutenants of the Earl of Entle, competed for the horses, and the timing and rhetoric were just right.