Eshua rode his horse all the way back to the camp, the ten traveling horses following closely behind, their hooves kicking up large clouds of smoke and dust. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info a simple stove had been set up in the camp and a fire had been lit, Salamatan scooped a bowl of hot wheat porridge from the pot, put it to his mouth and blew it, and just as he was about to drink it, he heard the sound of horses' hooves rising and falling rapidly. Salaman almost subconsciously turned around and protected his bowl with his back, Anson beside him was not so alert, and when he looked up and followed the sound of the horse's hooves, the horses had already passed him, and a piece of dirt cut out by the horse's hooves splashed into his bowl, and the charred wheat porridge instantly turned a cloudy earth gray.

"The Goddess of Order is on the ......" Kia, who heard the movement, lifted the curtain and walked out, looking at the group of traveling horses behind Eshu, holding his forehead, "This is how you recommend yourself?" Robbed a team of military horses? ”

Eixiu turned over and dismounted, ignoring Anson's resentful eyes, and filled himself a bowl of wheat porridge, and said as he drank, "Is there anything wrong?" Even a traveling horse should sell for 1,500 dinars in Silverlake. What's more, this batch is still a military horse equipped with a saddle. Salaman, you're a connoisseur, get an estimate. ”

Salamatan glanced at the traveling horses, he grew up in Daxia, where bow horses were prevalent, and his eyes were as vicious as the noon sun in the desert, but at a glance, the quality of the ten horses had been thoroughly understood by him: "Regardless of the breed of horses, they are all good horses." If these ten horses were sold in all their possession, they would cost 20,000 dinars, to say the least. It's just that very few mercenaries can eat these ten horses in one bite, and we may need to contact multiple buyers. ”

"I'll leave it to you." After drinking the porridge, Eixiu put the bowl down and patted Anson on the shoulder, "Good practice, I can teach you some basic combat skills in a few days." ”

Anson's eyes lit up, and his previous unhappiness was swept away. Kia beckoned to Eshy and turned back to the tent. Estheu followed: "Something?" ”

Kia turned his head to look at Esher: "We've been in Silver Lake Town for almost a week, these days you are either watching the battlefield or reading "Pan Dezhi", do you have any plans?" We can't keep wandering around the Pander continent with a rabble, right? ”

"You haven't been idle these days, soaking in the tavern in Silver Lake Town with Salamatan every day." Eshu squinted at Kia, "We've almost gathered the information, let's exchange it." ”

Kia smiled, talking to a smart person really saves a lot of time on tactful detours, he and Esshu looked at each other, and said in unison: "Usurper." ”

In Pande, there are many people who covet the throne, but only a handful dare to put this idea into words and deeds, the successful ones wear the crown that symbolizes power, and the losers are either beheaded or wander the world, mediating in the political circles of other countries, trying to make a comeback and re-participate in the competition for the throne with external forces, the latter kind of people are the usurpers in the mouths of Essho and Chia. Demoses Augusta was a usurper of the Empire, and it is rumored that he not only maintained contact with the old Ministry of the Empire, but also colluded with Dasha.

Helping a usurper to compete for the throne is an extremely dangerous move, and the obvious consequence of becoming a permanent enemy of a nation, not to mention whether your financial resources can meet the huge military expenses or whether your army can compete with the regular army, is enough to make people hesitate. The glory and wealth after the successful restoration are certainly attractive, but after all, it is too far away, but the difficulties and dangers in front of them are real and intimidating.

Kea unfolded a topographical map of Fields and Livingston, marked with blue and green arrows of the two countries' military forces—the result of a week's field trip with Estheau. He picked up his pen and drew a huge,-for-tat arrow between the Iron Oak Castle and the Dragon Guard Castle, and scribbled a bear on the green arrow, and put a few question marks on the blue arrow, while his mouth was not idle: "You are the idea of the 'Iron Fist' Inna and Ursula?" But they are all homegrown wanted criminals, in exile, uncertain and difficult to find. And with our current strength, even if we find it, it's still impossible to say who is attached to whom, and it is even possible that people will look down on us and bring humiliation on themselves. ”

"Then let them come to us." Esher said.

"Participate in the war as a mercenary to gain military merits, gain fame, create friction with the domestic nobles, and wait for usurpers to come to the door?" Kia stopped his pen and stared at Essho, "Although it is a simple plan that can be summarized in one sentence, if you want to realize it, the process will be more difficult than you and I can imagine. Are you mentally prepared? ”

"Do you have one?" Eshua asked calmly, "I'm afraid this process is not only difficult, but also the sharp swords that are fought on the battlefield, but also the sinister human heart. The road is darkest at the end, and in order to put the usurper on the throne, we are afraid that we will have the blood of many innocents on our hands, are you ready to come to your senses? ”

Essiu's flat tone made Kia shudder, he had been with Eshua for some time, and he could sense that there was a certain indifference in Essiu's bones that seemed to see through everything, but he never understood what kind of environment could make an eighteen-year-old young man shape such a terrible character. Kia was silent for a long time, and slowly clenched his fists: "If the end of the darkness is light, then all the sacrifices will be meaningful. He lowered his head and continued to draw, "Have you thought of a goal?" ”

Estheu thought for a moment: "Brochette said in "Pendezhi" that Inna is a man who is very timid, scheming, and spares his life when he does great things, and forgets his life when he sees small profits; I also don't think he's a good fit to be a ruler. ”

Kia nodded, acknowledging Essho's judgment. It's not that they both agree with Brochette's vision, it's just that the anecdote of "Iron Fist" Inna is a bit ridiculous: he was originally Fieldsway's first warrior, a first-class martial artist, but his skull may be full of tendon flesh. At a cocktail party, he challenged King Vidis and won easily, and in accordance with the tradition of the Fields royal family, possibly inherited from Van Skerry, Inner demanded that Vides surrender the throne. Not only was Vidis unwilling to give up the throne, but the vast majority of sane nobles in Fieldswyne were also unwilling to see Fields Fieldsway, whose rule was finally strengthened by a martial artist who did not understand politics. As a result, Iron Fist Inna was inexplicably declared to be deported forever, and Vidis also designed to make him drink poisoned wine, although he did not poison Inna, but he also poisoned Inna's iron fist, which could kill a fierce horse, into a soft cotton fist. In contrast, Ursula was once the rightful heir to the throne in Livingston, and the current king, Gregory IV, played the role of a dishonorable usurper.

"Then let's decide that it's Lady Ursula." Kea said, "How are you going to join the Duchy of Livingston?" When mercenaries are rarely used, they will be used as guns, and our troops need to be elite enough not to become cannon fodder. ”

"Let's take it one step at a time, I think we'll probably have to deal with some trouble from Fields later." Esher said.

Kia sneered and said sarcastically: "You snatched the horse with your ability, why don't you let others find fault?" ”