Rules, naturally, are very simple rules. Pinshu.com [debut] fist, determine the status.

The situation here in Thunder Fortress is clearly not as simple as it seems. As the most powerful warlord faction in the kingdom, two voices actually appeared, and Logan's authority could not suppress his son, which was not good news for the exiles who came from afar.

El felt it compelled to stand up and ask more.

Although it is not wise to get involved in other people's household affairs, if the exile is silent at this time, he can only hope for Logan's authority in the future, but for now, it is clear that the old lord is a little inadequate, and his son Franco does not look like a man of great heart.

Even if he gets a temporary security guarantee now, after all, he is living on someone else's territory, and no one dares to say that he will not be remembered in the future.

Perhaps from the standpoint of Tiana's staff, Mr. Andlov, this kind of common drama within the aristocratic family is not a big deal, as long as you are careful to remain neutral and maintain a long-term attitude. After all, there is no irreconcilable conflict of interest between his side and the Franco, all that is lacking is a communication problem.

Negotiation and compromise are the art of the aristocracy, and it can also be said that the basis of survival.

But El did not want to do this, because he was not a nobleman, he was a warrior. And there is a natural gap between the way of thinking of warriors and nobles.

In his view, no matter how to negotiate and compromise, it must ultimately be premised on the strength of both sides. The lion will not negotiate with the antelope, as the latter will only be eligible for prey.

Logan took in his fleeing party out of friendship, but his son apparently had no concerns. When El noticed the evil thoughts in his eyes as he looked at Tiana, he knew he would not give up. Since ancient times, wealth and beauty, or to put it another way, human beings have been the source of evil. And in the eyes of outsiders who don't know the truth, this team of exiles is undoubtedly a fat sheep with both.

If the minions are not revealed in time, then the end can be imagined.

Of course, El did not do this on the spur of the moment, he could see that no matter what Franco was in private, the old lord Logan was definitely a true warrior. The communication between fighters and fighters is to be tough in order to gain respect.

As for what Mr. Franco had in mind, El didn't bother to pay attention. The reason is also very simple, although this person's strength is not bad, it has not yet reached the point where it is enough to make him respect. Even if he dared to bring his troops over to find fault, El's hunting regiment was also not vegetarian.

Although it is said that it is now under the fence, there is no need to bow your head and be a man, and you can't stay and continue on the road. If the Thunder Fortress was still the legendary steel defense line that never falls, seeing them as they are, Elda is disappointed in his heart, and at the same time, he no longer has any illusions about whether they can withstand the menacing plague behind them.

Perhaps because his son's scene felt disgraced, Logan waved his hand and allocated 20,000 catties of food and 5,000 sets of weapons and equipment to the exiles, of course, these things also had to be spent from Franco's troop logistics. As for Franco's own opinion, it became irrelevant after Logan's re-evaluation.

When Tiana and her party left the lord's mansion, they saw that Franco had already rolled his eyes and fainted, and his accompanying knights were all pale one by one, obviously unable to bear this painful loss. However, El was not too worried about this, it was clearly a conflict between their father and son, and the exile was just a random excuse for Logan.

If Franco was really stupid enough to get angry with him, then he was nothing more than that, and it didn't take much effort to deal with a fool. With Logan's personal promise, El can teach the ill-intentioned to his own rules.

After leaving the Lord's Mansion, Logan's young officer followed, saluted Tiana, and introduced himself, "In Lower Harriland, I am currently serving as the Adjutant of the Lord's Guard and the Captain of the Roaring Fort Rangers. My lord has appointed me to lead the way and transport supplies, so please wait a moment. ”

Seeing this person turn to leave, De Lael couldn't help but sneer and said, "The legendary lord of the dignified side, after his old age, there is only such a cronie by his side, it's really desolate......"

"With that adult's strength, the question of age shouldn't affect his status, right?" El asked, a little confused. Of the legends he had heard about the Golden Rank powerhouses, the most common denominator was longevity. The powerhouses who have been promoted to the golden rank have already broken away from the shackles of the mundane, and it can even be said that they have been reborn into a completely new species. Since ancient times, there have been records of gold-level powerhouses, and most of the reasons for their fall are wars, and basically I have never heard of a strong man dying of old age in his own bed.

Even if you don't have the longevity of dragons and elves, it's generally not a problem to live for a hundred or two years. Tiana has deliberately collected information about the Churkin lord along the way, although the successive lords of the wild boar family have not been very famous in the country due to the generations of guarding the Thunder Fortress, but at least it can be confirmed that this generation of Churkin lords has reigned for no more than thirty years. In a way, it's still in the prime of life.

However, the Lord Logan Churkin that they had just met seemed to be quite different from the expected impression in their minds. From just now, El noticed that this lord didn't even have a close minister by his side, and the only one who could command was a personal guard adjutant by his side, and his son actually had no respect for him. How did a dignified gold-rank powerhouse get mixed up in this position?

"You're all overthinking. ”

Prince Romus, the only one who had ever been here, groaned for a moment and whispered, "Maybe we came at the wrong time. I seem to have the impression that at this time of year, there should be a traditional autumn hunting festival. Of course, it's a festival for the Falcon Empire opposite. After harvesting, they will march to the city. ”

"What do you mean? After harvesting the grain, come to fight, and have enough to eat?" asked El, a little puzzled.

"It is said that the personal preference of His Majesty the Emperor opposite, as for the specific situation, I don't know the specifics. Prince Romus said with some uncertainty.

"The Grand Duke of Menia has been in charge of the government for many years, and he is also known as the uncrowned king, but he has not even figured out the specific situation of the Falcon Empire's autumn hunting over the years, but he is really wise and powerful. Delaere couldn't help but say sarcastically.

Although it is also a southern faction, it should be a united front, but it is the nature of the devil to turn his face and not recognize people. As the heir of the Kemal family, who have always been fighting on the front line, De Laer has a hard time feeling these cowering Southern troops.

The Falcon Empire's Autumn Hunt sounds simple, but in fact it is an unquestionable act of war between countries, and even he, the heir of the family who has not been on the stage before, has heard of it, and it is no wonder that Romus, as a high-ranking member of the royal family, knows nothing about it, so it is no wonder that he has a grudge.

"In any case, the Autumn Hunt of the Falcon Empire has nothing to do with us. Now that we've been promised protection by my lord, we shouldn't have to worry about safety for the time being. The most important thing now is to settle down at Blackstone Fort and rest the troops. Noticing Prince Romus's somewhat embarrassed face, Tiana spoke.

She still hasn't said a word, but everyone knows in their hearts what it means, and there is a high top when the sky falls. Although they can't rest assured about the current combat power of the Thunder Fortress, after all, they are still strong and strong, and with a gold-rank powerhouse in charge, they will not collapse at the touch of a button like the Southern Front.

Hariran turned back in less than twenty minutes, bringing back a large convoy of baggage. Judging from the indifferent expression on his face, these supplies that were enough to feed the exiles were probably nothing more than a drop in the bucket for the Thunder Fortress. If it was on the road before, such a windfall might have made everyone feel comfortable, but now, El and Tiana's faces were a little heavy.

The Camille Wasteland is not a grain-producing area, and it can even be said to be extremely barren, in other words, the Thunder Fortress itself simply cannot support an army of 100,000 people, and all the logistics materials here come from the interior of the kingdom.

And now that the army of the undead is sweeping from behind, how can this fortress survive?

On the way, El approached Hariran and searched for information on the subject without a trace. To his surprise, this young man, who was no more than two years older than himself, was unexpectedly frank.

"If it's about logistics, you can rest assured. Since its establishment, Thunder Fortress has had a tradition of hoarding supplies and preparing for war for a long time. Hearing El's question, Hariran smiled heartily: "There is a joke circulating in our place, when the Churkin family entered the Thunder Fortress, they once found bacon from the founding period at the bottom of the dusty treasury, and that thing is said to have developed mysterious properties, and finally disposed of as alchemy materials. ”

"Do you think Thunder Fortress is really sure that it can hold off the army of undead from behind?"

"Compared to falcons...... To be honest, it doesn't matter. Hariran hesitated for a moment, then said very sincerely