To say that the marriage combination of two professionals in one law and one martial arts is definitely the envy of many peers, just like the second-generation marriage of one official and one businessman on the earth, after the strong alliance, it is convenient to realize the power and help the official to be promoted.

Sansa, with her long golden hair, sobbed slightly, and cried out, "What are you doing drunkardly? You have forgotten the vows you made to me, and you said that you would be good to me for the rest of your life, as in fairy tales." You're lying to me!"

The man's face stiffened, he was trying his best to control his anger, unwilling to lose his mind again, in fact, he beat his new wife in his heart, and he must have some regrets, but for the sake of the man's face, he still stiffened his neck and said in a stiff voice: "Lord Baron handed over the soldiers to me for training because he trusted me, you don't mess around with me all day long, and make trouble all day long saying that I didn't accompany you, which man doesn't need to fight for his career! You used to be a bird-like gentle temperament before you got married, but now how did you become this unreasonable!"

Finally.

Sansa's sobs were a little quieter, but her husband was still so tough and hurtful.

Her resentment against her man flared up again, and she immediately said angrily: "Yes, you are busy, you don't have time, can you take out your anger on me if you are busy? Work is important? Even if something happens to the south, will you ignore this family? I can only see you once in ten days and half a month, and when I come back, I will find fault and beat me." Do you still think of me as a wife?"

"When you fall in love, you call someone Xiao Tiantian, and it's not been a few months now, and you treat me as a verbose yellow-faced woman?!"

The pressure and anger emitted by the man through the alcohol also calmed down a little, and he sighed and said: "When I used to take the mercenary team everywhere to pick up work, you said that if I tried my luck everywhere like this, I would have no interest for the rest of my life. Now I have followed your words and stayed in this territory to become the captain of the guard, and you have been giving me trouble all day long, and you suspiciously think that I have cheated, and you end up following me and making jokes. I have become a secret laughing stock in front of my subordinates, and my face is really disgraced by you now!"

"Some time ago, Baron Garcia's grandfather in the city of Sarn suddenly died in a riot. Originally, the Baron's father was a court nobleman with no territory. It was only by relying on the support of those wizarding council forces in Sarn City that they spent money to bribe the king's close ministers to obtain this territory. Now that there is no outside support, a few nobles around the area have recently begun to secretly instruct their hunters to deliberately go to our mountains and forests to poach and set up stumbling blocks for the baron's caravan. “

"And the barbarian tribes in the south come and raid every year, and we should all fight together, as we used to do. But this time no one wants to send troops, and hides behind our territory to enjoy the results, and does not even give us any food, is it not a joke that we want to see the baron? Of course, we, the courtiers, have to share his worries. ”

Sansa snorted coldly twice and said, "Jokes? I don't think it's just jokes! If those mountain people really kill them, we're going to raze everything in this territory! ”

Come to think of it.

Her eyes wept, and she couldn't help but feel sad that she was originally a low-level mercenary wizard with a little future, and only after a dazed adventure more than three months ago, she came to settle here with her warrior boyfriend from the same mercenary group, and married him.

I thought that the days of displacement were over, and the idyllic days were about to begin.

Who knew that within a few months of getting married, the two always had a quarrel over some complicated family chores.

The two were fighting and living a noisy life, and bad news came one after another.

As if the gods did not want them to live in peace, a small number of Karui warriors sprang up in the southern mountains of the territory, and although the smaller tribe soldiers numbered only one hundred and eighty, they were all mountain warriors.

And this is just a prelude to the plundering of those poor mountain tribes when they were short of food and clothing in previous years.

Merely.

This time, after sweeping through several villages on the border of the kingdom, they strangely stopped at the edge of the territory, as if waiting for the opportunity, and did not immediately intend to wander around the difficult castle, burn and loot as they had done in previous years.

Although there are more than one hundred and fifty of Baron Garcia's supernumerary in the castle - as a full-time professional soldier of his territorial guard, he can also temporarily arm a militia of two or three hundred people.

You must know that the most important combat power in this world is only professionals, and those civilians can only be slaughtered when they go to the battlefield, and they may also be coerced by the enemy to counterattack the battle array, unless it is really a desperate situation, otherwise no lord will risk infamy and drive the people out of the city to fight.

Generally speaking, it is the limit to let the people go to the city wall and throw stones and pour hot oil and dung juice, and no one will be stupid enough to really force civilians to go to the battlefield to die.

Don't say anything else.

It really made it urgent for all the soldiers in the local army to rise up and rebel.

You must know that this is a chicken-dog encounter, a farmer fixed on a field for a lifetime of farming feudal society, almost the entire territory has various blood relations.

Moreover.

In terms of combat strength, a first-level professional can fight at least three amateur militias in a joint force, and ten first-level professionals can directly break the 50 militiamen's tight battle formation head-on.

So if there are not enough professionals, how can they resist the Karui people who survive in a harsh environment, and from time to time fight to the death for meat hunting grounds and fish and rivers?

If two out of ten adult men in Garcia's barony were professionals, then six or seven out of ten men from the Karui tribe were professional, for those who were infirm had long since died of disease, starvation, or conflict with rival tribes.

These seemingly barbaric and backward guys can easily raid and take down the outer wall of the town that is only two stories high by simply setting up a simple wooden ladder six or seven meters long at night to get close to the city wall at night!

And as a lord, if Baron Garcia can't keep his outlying towns, then he will be a loner without a lord.

Then what are we talking about sweeping away the eight wildernesses and six he, and what is talking about the great cause of democratic rejuvenation!

Because the situation is extremely critical!

Under the urgent pressure of the foreign enemy's pressure, the baron was busy throwing money around and writing to other lords to plead for help, and on the other side, he naturally urged his guard captain to step up the training of his own more than 400 troops, and discharged three times the scout patrol to reconnoiter the southern part of the territory.