Watching the magician leave, William hesitated a little. Do you really want to confront that marquis? Although the people in the cottage have some strength, if they are compared to those armed armies......

"You're doing a good job. A faint remark from Reha interrupted William's musings.

Throughout, Reha never said a word. Whether it's when Floweron spits there or when the magician arrogantly announces. It feels unfathomable. But others don't know, but that doesn't mean William doesn't know. Now the cottage is not as powerful as it seems in the eyes of others. Now there are only more than 400 men, women and children in the cottage. The ratio of women to children accounts for more than half of the total number of women. In other words, there were only a hundred people who could fight, and that included some of the wounded and disabled. At full capacity, there were less than one hundred and fifty people who could really fight. With these, it will only be his own side that will really resist the marquis.

Seeing that William was silent, Reha smiled and said, "William, what do you think will happen if we go to war with Sauron?"

William thought for a while, but still said: "If the location is on the mountain, relying on the location, we can support it for about three months." But three months later......"

"William, you remember. The power you can grasp in your hands is important, but it is not the only criterion for judging victory or defeat. It could even be said that it doesn't matter. Being able to adjust the conditions that are favorable to oneself is the key to determining victory or defeat. You're still young, and you can't understand a lot of things I've said. Sauron is a lot stronger than us, but that doesn't mean anything. After the bloody night of the dynasty, those nobles were all ready to move, and they all wanted to fight for hegemony. Hmph, is it really that simple? They all say that no one in the royal family survived, did they all see that the royal family was slaughtered?"

"How can I move things in my favor?" asked William.

"The right time, the right place, and the right people. Reha replied.

"I don't understand. William frowned.

This time Reha didn't answer William. He stood in front of the window and watched the busy people in the cottage. It was almost dusk now, and everywhere I could see, the setting sun was dyed a golden shade. Swaying in the breeze, it shines. A few men with big shoulders and round waists were busy around several huge iron pots, talking and laughing. Looking at the cosy cottage scenery and busy people in front of him, the corners of Reha's mouth hooked a charming smile. imperceptibly said: The beast tide is coming soon. But then he sighed slowly. I don't know what I'm worried about.

"You can distribute this month's money to everyone first. By the way, tell Carl, stop digging traps in the western foothills, and in two days you will lead someone to build a guardrail on the west side of the cottage. It doesn't need to be too tall, it's just sturdy. Reha commanded.

"Is it to defend Thor?" asked William. For his father Leha, William still has a lot of feelings. Reha's investment in William is not much, and it can even be said that it is pitiful. But Reha was more of a mentor to William than a father. He was pure and good at seducing William, teaching William knowledge and martial arts. When William was ten years old, he let William manage the affairs in the cottage. When encountering problems that cannot be solved, Reha will not come forward to help him solve them, but will teach William how to solve them on the side. But even so, William, who was only fourteen, felt that he had more and more things he did not know. Reha just smiled at these doubts and didn't say anything. But William keenly felt the hint of relief at the corner of Reha's mouth.

"It's for Thor, indeed, but not for defense. Reha laughed.

"What about the Imperial Blood Night?" asked William. William has heard the term more than once lately, and many things have been influenced by the words "Imperial Blood Night". The most direct manifestation is the constant friction between those big noble lords. William only knew that these great nobles had previously belonged to an empire called the Plantagenet dynasty.

"Bloody Night...... Imperial...... Alas, "Reha seemed to be reminded of his memories by these four words, and he was silent for a long time. And in William's eyes, Leha at this moment turned out to be a little depressed and lonely.

Imperial Blood Night, it was a catastrophe twelve years ago.

Twelve years ago, there was a powerful dynasty that civilized the continent with knights, the Plantagenet Dynasty. It has the most powerful knightly order on the continent, and some of the smaller nations around it have to look up to it.

However, no one knows. Twelve years later, people only know a few words from hearsay. On the day of the bloody night, the black sky shrouded the imperial capital of the Plantagenet Dynasty, and the two moons looked at the imperial capital with hideous eyes as if they wanted to tear this land to pieces.

It was a world of red and black, the air was filled with the smell of blood and iron, and a group of white-armored knights rushed into the Imperial Palace, and then the people of the Imperial Palace let out flames and screams, and then gradually extinguished. When the knights came out, their white armor had turned red-black, the color of dried blood. The Imperial Palace behind him has been reduced to a ruin. The knights swung their spears and swords at the unarmed civilians. Blood covered the knights' hideous faces, screams of fear everywhere, futile struggles.

For the land and the moat were stained red with blood, and some of the people who went there later saw this scene, and all the buildings were covered with dried blood on the earth, on the walls, and as far as the eye could see. That's why that night was called ......

Bloody Night

Reha slowly told William what he knew, but inadvertently, the corners of his eyes were already blurred.

William frowned and asked, "Those knights?" are they the knights of the Plantagenet Dynasty?

"Probably not, the knights of the empire would never swing their swords at their own people. Reha affirmed.

"No other clues?" William was a little unwilling.

"It could be divine punishment. The only clue is what a prophet would say. However, the prophet was arrested by the Church of Light. Therefore, not many people know about his prophecy. Reha said.

"What is that?" asked William, only this time he seemed a little nonchalant, after all, it had nothing to do with him. The reason why I ask is purely curious.

The Church of Light is a very large organization that existed thousands of years ago. They believe in and worship God. Well, that's pretty much it. Hey, don't look at me like that, I'm just a bandit, how do I know the specifics? I only know that everything on this continent that has something to do with the gods must have something to do with them. Alas, if you meet people from the Church of Light in the future, try not to conflict with them, there will be a lot of trouble. Reha said.

............

The Lord's Mansion of the City of Lille

In an ornate living room, Floweren stood respectfully in a corner. His waist was almost ninety degrees, and he had a flattering smile on his face. He peeked at the Marquis, who was sitting on a couch made of earth's dragon skin. The magician sat lazily in his chair and looked out the window. From his vantage point, he has a good view of most of the city of Lille.

Sauron listened to Floweron chattering there over and over again, sipping tea from a fine porcelain cup. This tea is called Jin'er tea. Unlike other teas, which are more expensive the fresher they are, this tea is more expensive. The price of 30-year-old Jin'er tea is a line higher than gold, while the 50-year-old Jin'er tea in the Marquis's cup is priceless. The defeat of the Zhao'an bandits did not affect the Marquis's interest in drinking tea in the slightest.

"What do you think, Mr. Ratch?" Sauron asked the magician sitting nearby.

"If you don't kill them, it will be a heavy blow to your prestige. And ......" Speaking of this, the Wizard of Ratchey looked at Crane next to him and said, "Moreover, it may be a big hidden danger for us in the future! ”

Sauron frowned and thought for a while, then asked Flowerron, "How much do you know about that cottage in Reha?"

"They are the most powerful bandits in the Turan Mountains. But the number is small. Over the years, they have not attracted people to join the gang, and when they first came to Turan Mountain a few years ago, there were a lot of frictions between our cottages for turf, and there were many casualties. So the number of people they can fight should be around a hundred. But each of them is relatively strong. There are more than a dozen high-ranking fighters in their cottage that I know of alone. Floweron said quickly.

"How's Reha's strength?" Sauron was more worried about Reha.

"I don't know, we've never seen Reha make a move. In fact, Reha never made a move. But judging from the attitude of the people in his cottage towards him, his strength should be the strongest. Floweron thought for a moment and said.

"Well, I've decided that before we go to war with the various lords, we must first recover Mount Turan. Now there are six cottages on Mount Turan. Let's get the other copycats first. At that time, even if he doesn't leave the army, the pressure on Reha from the cottages will make him surrender to me. As for the affairs of the other four cottages, it will be handed over to Lord Ratchey, and you will be responsible for assisting Cloak. When this is done, you will become the captain of the Lord's Mansion in my city of Lille. Sauron said.

"Please rest assured, Lord Marquis, the villain will definitely live up to the trust of the Lord and assist His Excellency Master Lachi to pull the other four cottages under the command of Lord Marquis to saddle the Marquis before and after the horse......

"You go out first, I have something to talk about with Lord Rakhi. "Marquis Sauron paid no attention to Floweron's sycophants. In fact, a bandit's sycophant is really not very effective.

After Floweron exited the room, Mage Latch frowned and asked, "Does Lord Marquis really want to take this Floweren?"

"Hehe, we still need him now, of course we have to give him something to see. It's just that whether you can get it or not depends on his ability. Sauron laughed.

"With all due respect, with this Smilen's shamelessness and means, I really don't know what could be more suitable for him if he were not a bandit. If you do make him the captain of the City Lord's Mansion, you should be careful about your own safety. Rage insisted.

"If he can really pull the other four cottages to my side, I will fulfill my promise. It's just that, I guess the position isn't that easy to do. At this point, Marquis Sauron's eyes twinkled. Raki had been following Sauron for a long time, and of course understood what Sauron meant. I'm afraid that it won't be long before Lauren becomes the captain of the guard, and the Marquis will send someone to assassinate him in disguise.

Lauren was just a small man, in the eyes of Marquis Sauron, he was just a pawn that could be discarded, he was the first, but definitely not the last.

"When we take Mount Turan into my territory, then we can start fighting against the others. Hmph, those lords in the south occupy rich territories, but they don't have the strength to protect them. "Marquis Sauron has already begun to think about the issue of continental hegemony at this time, and on Turan Mountain, he has Clauren to think of a way for him.