Fidel and the people around him narrowed their eyes, trying to see the troops emerging from the west. The men appeared to be a mixed force, with cavalry, archers, and sword and shield infantry.

Those guys who were suspected of being horse thieves immediately stopped moving forward when they saw the troops appearing here. After looking at it for a while, they immediately retreated, and within a few minutes they disappeared from everyone's sight without a trace.

None of the troops from the west had drawn their weapons, and when they noticed that the masked men had left, they began to slow down their approach, and seemed to have no ill intent. The guy at the head was dressed in pure blue chain mail, and it was probably a very clever process to be able to mix such a thorough color into that chain mail.

By this time, some sharp-eyed knights of the Church had already seen the banners of the Centaur - the flags of the Kingdom of Sarins and the Duchy of Draman, each with a little bit of it.

"There are flags on both sides, who the hell is it?" Marcus crossed his hands over his chest, not understanding where it was.

There were about 200 people in this group, and the guy in the pure blue chain mail at the head was holding the flag of the Kingdom of Salins, which was the banner of King Byron!

Riley began to feel a hint of surprise, and he first asked his men to line up closer, and then waited for the other side to stop before slapping his horse to meet him.

Fed and the Potato Mercenary Group watched from a distance, and the blue-armored knight led by the group also greeted him and talked to Riley. The other party took off his helmet, revealing a short curly hair with fluffy hair, large eyes that were slightly close, and lips that were like slits, and with the fair skin and bookish air, this young man on a horse was obviously a noble-born nobleman.

The people in the back looked respectful when they saw Riley talking to the other party for a few words, and nodded from time to time, as if the other party was their boss.

After the young man finished talking to Riley, he looked in the direction of the Potato Mercenary Group. From a distance, the other party seemed to be looking for something with his eyes, and when he and Fielder exchanged eyes, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, as if he was playing with Fielder with his eyes.

The group did not linger long before departing westward. When the knight commander Riley returned to the ranks, the first thing he said was: "That's Prince Walter!

Riley spoke to the Potato Mercenary Corps, and he praised Walter for the man he had just spoken to. It turned out that the third prince of Walter had noticed this group when the people of the Papal States entered the Duchy of Deramain, and he planned to secretly protect everyone until the Duchy of Noo, as a landlord.

"You must know that Prince Walter is a distinguished guest sent to Winter City by the Kingdom of Salins, I didn't expect him to be so considerate! As a guest of the Duchy, he is bent on preserving the reputation of the Duchy! Standing in the position of the Duchy!I am really touched!" Riley shook his head slightly, and at the same time used his flattering expertise to praise Walter in front of everyone.

"So those people were horse thieves?" asked Fiddle.

"If it weren't for Prince Walter's secret protection of us, those horse thieves might have attacked us!" Riley nodded in response to Fed, "The prince is not only heroic, but also gentle and polite! In order to avoid suspicion, he did not accompany us to continue to the north, I must report to the archbishop when I go back, this third prince of Salins is better than their second prince Ansuo, I don't know how many times" Other knights of the church also echoed their knights, but Noor and Marcus both showed disgusted expressions. It is rumored that when the third prince of Walter came to Winter City, the capital of the Duchy of Dlaman, he took great care of the people here as he did for the people of the Kingdom of Salins. Coupled with his knowledge of books and etiquette, both civil and military, he was soon recognized by the people of Winter City as the best husband and wife candidate for Miss Christine in the future, and was "conquered" by Walter, who has a strong personality. But the way Walter looked at the potato mercenary group just now made Marcus and Noor uncomfortable, like they were looking at them like birds in a cage.

"Alright, the horse thieves have all escaped, so let's move on. Marcus couldn't stand Riley's flattery anymore and urged everyone to keep going.

Feder hadn't seen anyone with a giant harpoon on their backs, which meant that Greif wasn't with Walter. This information can't tell the exact location of Greif and Cash, but it doesn't seem to make much sense to know where Grass is, right?Fielder shook his head lightly when he thought of this, and continued to lead his mercenary group to the north.

The horse thieves had vanished, and Riley had left everyone to rest before they reached the border between the two principalities.

At this moment, some cavalry carrying the flag of the Duchy of Noao appeared in everyone's sight, they were just wandering along the borders of their own country, but all the mercenaries and knights had already seen them.

Knight Captain Riley sent the Church Knights to inquire, and sure enough, these people were the food receiving team of the Duchy of Nuo. It's just that the sharp-eyed Fielder noticed that the war horses of these cavalry of the Duchy of Nuo were very similar to the horse thieves who appeared just now. However, it is not surprising that it is possible that those horse thieves live in the principality, so they ride the same type of war horses.

Riley immediately let everyone continue to set off, crossed the border between the two principalities, and entered the territory of the Duchy of Noo. Normally there will be a neutral zone between the two countries, but the three principalities were a kingdom a long time ago, so there is no neutral buffer between them. In addition, the three dukes all believe that they are the masters of this land, and there are often battles between the borders of the three duchies, and many mercenary groups are fishing in troubled waters nearby. Therefore, the towns that were originally built on the border have become ruined cities, and they have been abolished by this turbulent factor.

The dozen or so cavalrymen claimed to be scouts sent by Baron Ethan, but they did not expect that the food convoy sent by the Papal States would appear from this side. Some of them were on the border of the Duchy of Mageni, where the roads were wider than here.

Riley approached the other side as he had his men follow the cavalry as they moved towards the confluence. The Potato Mercenary Regiment followed, "It looks like this Riley can transport all the grain back to the Holy Light City with one mouth." Noor didn't have the slightest affection for the knight who was nodding his head everywhere.

"Yes, there is no danger along the way, do you really need a powerful mercenary group like us?" Matthews had already taken out the golden axe just now, and was about to rush towards those horse thieves and kill them on a large scale, but he didn't expect those horse thieves to turn around and run! His brother Marcus didn't understand the meaning of their trip, and he didn't understand why Deputy Head Feder didn't let him go on his own to complete other tasks.

"Be patient, hunters always need this. Ayana said nonchalantly.

"Hunters, we don't see our prey at all, are we going to wait until we get the food, and the horse thieves will turn back to us?!" said Matthews, puzzled.

"We are the prey. Ayana didn't look back, just looked ahead and said.

Fidel didn't worry about those horse thieves, and if he followed Riley and turned back along the road, then the route of the Duchy of Dlamain would still be very safe. Not only Walter's secret guards, but also those who respected Archbishop Arthur Auerbach sent in to protect the grain.

I saw that this area is very vast, and there are still flocks of sheep grazing on the whole grassland, and some herdsmen are grazing sheep very leisurely. They sat on rocks or lay on the grass, paying no attention to the soldiers passing by, as if they were just passing rabbits, completely harmless. The sky was blue, the same color as a nearby river, and some of the women who lived nearby were doing their laundry, unconcerned about the passing troops.

Fei De saw some children catching butterflies, and the smiles on their faces made Fei De feel that the people of the Duchy of Noo were really living a happy life, and this kind of expression had not been seen for a long time among the people of the strict Kingdom of Salins.

"Everybody, Ethan! Ethan is here!" shouted a man in the costume of an old peasant on a mule, from a distance.