A month after the feast, Jason waited on a hillside with Ronnat and three knights of the Marquis of Asa.

And they were facing a small town in the distance, and Jason was holding a cylinder telescope to look closely, and the people around him were looking at the novelty in his hand with curiosity, not knowing what a thing was for.

The town looks much smaller than Irontooth, and there are few inhabitants on the streets, who hide in their homes in the winter with a warm fire waiting for the winter to leave.

More than a dozen soldiers were scattered around the town's walls and watchtowers, but the cold weather made them unaware of nearby movements, and stamped their feet there with their arms crossed.

"We still have to suffer here on such a cold day. "There was a soldier on the fence complaining to his companion.

"Well, don't say that anymore, the adults have been getting more and more moody since the disappearance of Knight Hodge. The other, older soldier looked around to make sure no one was paying attention to them before whispering?

"Speaking of which, Hodge Knight is so powerful, how could he suddenly disappear?" he remembered the way Knight Hodge smashed a boulder with a wave of his hand, and was very envious.

"Hey, there's a sea of people in this world who are stronger than the Hodge Knights!" the older soldier waved his hand: "These big guys are not something we can ask about, we just need to do our job well." ”

"Alas, it's really unwilling to do nothing all your life. ”

"You can do as much as you can, and think about these unrealistic things all day long. The older soldier reached out and patted him on the head, scolding.

The young soldier covered his head and said nothing, he did not dare to refute the reprimand of the older soldier, he did not know what to mutter.

"I just hope to keep this job, and the family doesn't have to worry about food and clothing. The older soldier sighed as he patted the snowflakes stuck to his leather armor.

In recent years, Viscount Tours has become more and more arbitrary, and the policies implemented have become more and more strict with civilians, if he was not willing to give up his good career, he would have wanted to sneak away from the iron tooth next door some time ago.

I heard that their new lord is very open-minded, and the policies he implements are also very beneficial to the people, I really envy the civilians in these surrounding territories, if they don't want to leave their hometown, they are also afraid that they will secretly escape from the territory and be captured and executed, and the population of these nearby territories will have to be lost on a large scale.

"Arima is approaching!" shouted the soldiers on the watchtower as the two of them chatted.

The two hurriedly leaned on the wall and looked into the distance, and sure enough, a group of about twenty cavalry was rapidly approaching.

"Ring the alarm bell and call everyone to the walls. A man who looked like a chief came out of a room under the wall, glanced at the team in the distance, and immediately began to give orders.

He was tall and thin, with cloudy eyes, and the soldiers around him were a little afraid when they saw him.

It's better to make a few more preparations when you don't know whether you are or you, and it doesn't look like they're coming as guests.

"Are they robbers in the territory?" asked the young soldier, puzzled, and he felt a little amused, "They can't be crazy from hunger, are they?

"No, not really. The older soldier looked at it carefully for a while and said that the group of cavalry was flying the flags of other nobles' private soldiers.

"Lord Tyre, it seems that he is the personal soldier of other noble lords. The soldiers standing on the watchtower also noticed this and reported loudly to the commander.

"All stand by and don't act rashly. "Tyre, the prefect of this guard, decisively ordered that if the two sides were indiscriminate, there would be a conflict, and it would be easy to cause a conflict between the two lords.

When the time comes, they will be the ones who will be the scapegoats, and he doesn't want to lose his high-ranking position for no reason.

But for some reason, he looked at this private soldier with a sense of uneasiness in his heart, as if something bad was about to happen.

"Go and personally inform the Viscount that a small detachment of unknown nobles has appeared around the town. ”

"My lord, they don't seem to have any intention of slowing down. The soldiers on the watchtower continued to report on the arrivals.

"My lord, they seem to be attacking our town!" and then he shouted anxiously, for he saw that the cavalry had drawn their bows and arrows and aimed far away at their own walls.

"What?" Tyre hurriedly stepped forward to observe, and sure enough, the cavalry drew their bows and arrows as they approached, as if they were about to attack the defenders of the town.

Before he could react, the cavalrymen fired arrows from their hands, but they were too far away from the wall to cause no casualties to them.

Then they kept running, firing arrows, and doing so in vain, if Tyre could see the eyes of the soldiers, their gazes full of fear and numbness, and their bows and arrows were not accurate enough to look like professional soldiers.

"Archers prepare!" Seeing this, Tyre immediately ordered that he should not wait for his own side to suffer casualties before launching a counterattack, which would easily discourage the army.

"Put!" Seeing that the cavalry had entered the effective range of the archers, he decisively ordered.

Hundreds of arrows rained down from the sky and covered the twenty-odd cavalrymen, because they wore no armor, only a rudimentary layer of leather armor, so a rain of arrows killed them all.

"Ah, it worked. Jason said with a smile on the hillside in the distance.

"This is ......," a knight behind him asked, puzzled, if this kind of action was too redundant.

"How can they intervene in this war without excuses?" Jason said with a smile as he looked at him.

"......" The knight had a black question mark on his face, my lord, your words are too profound, I didn't understand it.

"You'll understand tomorrow. Jason patted him on the shoulder, turned and left with Ronnat taking the lead.

Jason wants to use Viscount Tours as a starting point to provoke a war of nobles in the north, without the help of the royal army stationed in large cities such as Lucca, and it is undoubtedly very difficult for Marquis Garcia to stabilize the situation here.

Thinking of this, Jason remembered what Marquis Asa had secretly told him alone a few days ago, which surprised him even more.

"My lord, this is an enemy arrow. On the other side, on the wall of the town, a soldier handed Tyre the arrows that had been pulled from the wall.

"This is ......" Tyre looked at the arrow in his hand, why did it look so familiar?

Then he saw the pattern engraved on the arrow, which seemed to be the pattern on the noble badge of the Viscount of Tours?

These arrows are usually engraved with the family crest of the nobility, which is convenient for the statistics of military merits in wartime.

"Are you sure you got it right?" said Tee, glaring at the soldier dissatisfied, for this guy couldn't have brought his own arrows, right?

"No, this arrow was shot right at my feet. The soldier said anxiously, eager to prove his innocence.

"We seem to have done something wrong...... "Tyre muttered to herself, staring blankly at the arrow in her hand.