Durag Lot, the commander of the Dangerous Rock Fort, came to the courtyard of the castle, looked up at the gray sky, cursed secretly, shuddered unconsciously, shook his head slightly, and came to the stable in the middle of the courtyard, which was originally very noisy, now seemed a little deserted, and without much effort, Dulag found his old buddy from dozens of war horses.

He stroked his mount's sideburns, and the lead-gray sky reflected the horse's originally shiny brown fur that looked a little gray, as if a layer of dust had fallen, and the old horse's figure was a little thin, and his black pearl-like eyes were now a little dim, and the old horse was chewing on the grass in the manger while looking at his master with a condemning gaze.

Durag patted his mount perfunctorily and said nonchalantly, "I know everything, I know everything." Seeing that the mount was still looking at him with a condemning gaze, Durag grinned, took out a somewhat dry apple from his robe, and brought it to the side of the mount's wet nose, the old horse's nose twitched slightly, opened his big mouth and carefully nibbled on the apple in Dulag's hand, Dulag's eyes narrowed, and he smiled as the old horse munched on his breakfast.

Footsteps sounded from behind, and Durag didn't look back to know that it was his little squire, John, "Put the bucket here." Durag said with a shy stomach.

John, who was very thin, was wearing a white squire robe, and the purple dragon pattern with teeth and claws on the robe was almost invisible, and he struggled to put the heavy bucket on the ground with both hands, and gently twitched his nose with a few freckles, and little John grinned, revealing a mouthful of neat white teeth, and short curly golden hair, which added a little brilliance to this lead-gray winter morning.

Taking the brush in John's hand, Durag poured the raw egg hidden in his arms into the trough in front of the old horse, the old horse was still thinking about the taste of apples, saw the raw egg's eyes lit up, and began to enjoy the hay lacking beans, Dulag took out a piece of bacon that he was reluctant to eat, looked back at John who was swallowing saliva, hesitated, tore the bacon in half, handed it over, looked at the frightened attendant, Dulag said impatiently: "Eat, don't talk nonsense." ”

The little squire took the bacon, thanked him with trepidation, and began to enjoy it, Durag soothed his mouth that was constantly secreting saliva, and began to brush the old horse to divert his attention, and the riders came to the stable, and after a simple salute to Durag, they began to take out the raw eggs in their arms to satisfy the horse's hunger, and the riders kindly brushed their mounts, whispering something affectionately in the horse's ear, and the mounts responded to their masters with a few snorts from time to time.

Durag sighed in his heart, those eggs were originally rations for the riders, and now that the horses were short of supplies, the riders squeezed out their own small rations for their own horses.

A sturdy Cormier horse can be sold for more than three hundred gold coins in the market, and the same price can buy thirty cows, and the valuable war horse is also very delicate, not only to eat grass, bean feed, coarse salt, but also to eat raw eggs, carrots, apples, and fresh meat.

Unlike laymen who think that horses are vegetarian animals, horses are actually omnivores, do not resist, and even like meat, the diet of war horses adheres to the principle of a small number of times, often riders are feeding horses in the middle of the night, walking horses, sometimes delicate war horses have intestinal blockage, riders have to use their hands to dredge the war horses.

These tasks of serving the horses have to be done by the riders themselves, and it is impossible to hand them over to the attendants, who at most carry out some work of preparing water, repairing clothes, and maintaining weapons.

Durag's stomach was cramping, the black bread he had eaten in the morning did not fully soothe his stomach, and he cursed himself for getting older and less angry, and Dulag began to turn his attention to the ruined castle.

The tower of the castle has been crushed by the orcs' stones, and the city walls are also a little dilapidated, several collapsed places are hastily repaired, and there are large scorched marks on the outside of the wall, I don't know if it is the traces of magic or fire oil, and there is still a faint smell of corpses around the castle, I don't know if it is an illusion or the orcs are buried too shallowly.

As the first line of the kingdom's defense against rocks, the defense line of Dangerous Rock Fort is always stationed with a brigade of five hundred Purple Dragon Legions, and the facilities and reserves here can be stationed in a three-thousand-person legion in an emergency.

After the orcs to the south were dispersed, Durag, under the orders of the Iron Regent, led a new recruit of about 500 men to drive away the gnolls occupying the fortress and the nearby noble private soldiers who were plotting against them, and re-erected the royal banner on top of the collapsed tower.

The steel regent is now unable to afford the supply of the defense line and the replenishment of soldiers and equipment, under the banner of preventing rocks, the nearby nobles began to send meager supplies to the fortress one by one, the original smuggling activities of the fortress have reached the level of openness, the garrison and the great nobles of the kingdom have interests here, originally it was not Durag's turn to be the chief officer, but now the fortress is already in a depression, both soldiers and horses have to cut back on food and clothing.

Cormier originally forbade the sale of goods to the rocks, trying to trap the orcs, but then found that this would allow the orcs to invade south in order to survive, and the smuggling activities involved the garrison and the nobles, the interests were complicated, the restrictions were very wide, and it could not be banned, the Cormier royal family acquiesced in the smuggling, and then the kingdom introduced the barony system of the rockland, so that the barons and the garrison and nobles fought against each other for interests, and the royal family sat in the back to collect profits.

In the end, the orcs who went south destroyed everything, honor, selfishness, conspiracy, greed, power, everything was like the snow of spring, dissipated in the blood and fire brought by the orcs, and the commander of the Dangerous Rock Fort, who was known for his business talents, also recovered the blood and courage of the soldiers, scattered the goods and labor, lit the cotton cloth piled up in the warehouse at the gate of the city, desperately stopped the orcs, and after the exhaustion of the fighting, he used his spear against the back waist, wrapped the blood-stained Purple Dragon King Banner around his fat body, and died standing at the door of the inner castle.

Thinking about the current situation in the country, Durag couldn't help but worry, a large number of orc goblin routs scattered in the countryside, the nobles with ghosts and ghosts obeyed the orders of the steel regent, the local mayor and garrison silently accumulated strength, the domestic demon worshippers, devil agents, evil god believers, peasant rebels continued to emerge, and the old enemy of the East, the Kingdom of Sambia, also silently watched the chaos of Cormier, ready to get a piece of the pie at any time, the original situation was eased after the steel regent led the army to meet the ghost people, but with the defeat of the steel regent, retreated to the royal capital, after the destruction of Tivanton, the situation became more and more turbulent。

As a patriotic old knight, after retiring as the leader of the legion, Durag returned to the small village as his fiefdom, serving as the magistrate of the nearby township, when the nomadic tide came, Dulag put on the family cuirass, polished his sword and cavalry spear, brought his three lightly armored squires and twelve spear leather armor militiamen, brought their own weapons and dry food to participate in the battle, more than fifty barbarians died under Dulag's horse, Dulag finally returned to his hometown with all his subordinates and the badge of the honorary captain of the Purple Dragon Legion。

This goblin war, Durag originally thought it would be like last time, but he didn't expect to usher in a continuous rout, just as Dulag was thinking about this painful war, a soldier came to the stable in a hurry, didn't care about saluting, grabbed Dulag and said: "My lord, a caravan is coming!"