When Rand got up in the morning, the personal servant who served him told him that there was a nobleman waiting for him outside the palace, Rand was a little surprised, as the lord of the empty ferry domain, he knew very well what kind of goods the nobles of the empty ferry were a bunch of, and it was usually too late to hide from himself, and he would take the initiative to come to him, which was really unexpected.

Walking out of the bedroom, Rand was wearing only a close-fitting pajamas, and the fireplace in the living room was blazing, and as the ruling class, Rand had the power to enjoy comfort.

On the sofa in the living room, a tall, dark-skinned young man sat there, and when he saw Rand, he immediately stood up and saluted, and said in a deep voice: "Your Excellency, Baron Touron Peck greets you. ”

"You may be seated. Rand picked his eyelids, the young man in front of him did not look like a nobleman, looking at his dress and the roughness of his skin, he looked like a farmer plowing the field, but Rand did not say what he thought in his heart, smiled and asked: "Your Excellency, what are you doing with me when you don't go to the gambling house after breakfast? ”

Originally, this was a joke from Rand, but he didn't expect Touron's face to become extremely nervous, he hurriedly stood up and explained, "My lord, I never go to the gambling house, and I don't like to gamble. ”

"Don't be nervous, I'm kidding you, sit down!" Rand said with a smile.

"Is there anything going on?" When Touron was seated again, Rand asked his personal servant to bring hot milk and motioned for Touron not to be polite.

"No, my lord, I'm used to eating black bread in the morning. Touron shirked a little and said, "I'm afraid that drinking milk will make the taste worse, and I won't be able to eat coarse grains in the future." ”

This person is a little weird.

As a nobleman, he was very simple in appearance, and Rand even saw thick calluses on his tiger's mouth, which were the traces of holding a spear or a hoe for many years, and he would eat cheap black bread that only the poor would eat, this kind of food Rand had tasted a little, it was hard and bitter, and it was a torment to eat in his mouth.

"Hehe, lord, I know what you're thinking, I really don't look like a baron, I was a soldier before, and I belonged to the Tiege Battalion of the Seventeenth Kingdom Army, in a battle, I used this leg in exchange for this title. Touron pointed to his right leg, and it was only then that Rand realized that Touron's right leg had been in a tense state, unable to move normally or curled up.

This is a soldier who has made contributions to the country.

Rand was in awe, compared to the old nobles in the empty ferry realm, Rand liked this kind of new nobles who relied on their own efforts to succeed, at least ideologically, they were more energetic, easier to be impressed, and more upright than the old nobles.

"All warriors deserve to be respected and honored by you. Rand smiled and raised his glass to Touron, who could not refuse, and took a sip of the milk.

"My lord, I'm here to defend against the beast tide and the barbarians. Seeing that Rand didn't have a noble position, Touron relaxed and said what he meant, "I've heard that you've been repairing fortifications and making weapons to fend off the tide of beasts, and I think I can help a little." ”

"Really?" Rand was a little surprised, and hurriedly urged, "Tell me about it." ”

"I have fought the barbarians twice on the plains, and I have found that their race has several shortcomings, their organization is very disorganized, the chain of command is almost none, and it is difficult to resist the charge, but after a long battle, they begin to dislike combat, and lack stamina, which is one of their shortcomings. ”

"There is also the fact that their method of attack is extremely simple, usually a large group rushes up, because of the inertia, it will be difficult for them to turn around, in this respect, they are very similar to the disadvantages of the heavy cavalry, if we fight with them on the plains, we only need to dodge their first onslaught, we can use flexible tactics to consume them. ”

Touron told the shortcomings of the barbarians very carefully, because they had too much experience in fighting with barbarians, so Touron would not despise this kind of big man, although their shortcomings were obvious, but the advantages were also obvious, the barbarians were tall, up to more than three meters, they were veritable giants, most of their weapons were iron rods or stone hammers, once this weapon hit the human body, it would instantly shatter the bones, even if the strong city walls, could not resist the continuous attack of heavy iron rods.

"I don't intend to go head-to-head with them, the number of troops in the aircrossing territory is too small, and once we fail in the battle on the plains, we will have no room to fight back, I have prepared a new weapon for them, a powerful crossbow with an effective range of two hundred meters, and it will not be a problem to pierce the skin and bones of the barbarians. Rand thought about it, but decided to use the more secure method, lacking a nimble warhorse, and unable to defeat the barbarians with foot soldiers alone.

"I'm also worried about this matter, the number of troops stationed in the air crossing territory is too small, I originally wanted to unite the nobles, integrate the private armed forces into the air crossing army, and unify the command, but I didn't expect that no one agreed to my proposal. Speaking of this, Tourang's mood also became low, he became a nobleman step by step from a farmer soldier, he knew that the people at the bottom were not easy, so he tried his best to guard the wooden house.

"Those old guys, I have my own way of dealing with them. Rand snorted coldly, wanting only to enjoy power, but unwilling to fulfill his obligations. Rand is deeply disgusted by this kind of behavior, although he is the nominal lord, but most of the mineral estates in the empty ferry domain are the assets of those old nobles, Rand has always wanted to catch this part of the income in his own hands, and now is an opportunity.

"My lord, I want to ask you something. Touron's expression became extremely serious, and his tone became much more solemn.

"Please. ”

"Are you really determined to defend this land with your soldiers and people until the last moment?" Touron's eyes cleared into Rand's heart.

"At the last moment," Randt smiled and waved his hand, he turned the cup in his hand and said, "The word is too heavy for me to like." What I'm going to tell you is ......"

"Eight hundred miles south of the Serra River, the city of steel and rock, the land under your feet, it belongs to no one else......"

"This is," Rantt paused, his arms outstretched as if to embrace something, "my air collar!"

The word "I" bites very hard.

"I will defend it with my life and faith!"