Shana's shouts alarmed the whole village, and the people of Ryazan, who had been going to enjoy dinner and then enter the room with their wives, and had a shameless night, rushed out of the house in panic.

Men armed with axes, kitchen knives, and various tools, with wooden planks and pot lids in their hands, quickly assembled in the village.

The women were not idle.

They hid the children and the old man in the cellar, then took the wooden forks and scissors of the house, and stood behind the men, ready for battle.

It's not that they're all fighting well, it's that they're forced to be helpless.

If you don't resist, you die, a man is a knife and a hundred are gone, and women, whether they are old or young and whether they are good-looking or not, will suffer endless torture before they die.

Therefore, under the persecution of this general environment, no matter how long men and women have a little strength, when they encounter an enemy attack, they must take out their weapons and fight the enemy to the death.

Perhaps they will be called a fighting nation in later generations, and it is possible that they started here.

"Shana, are you sure it's really the Yellowskin Demon."

An old man with a knight's sword in his hand asked Shana with a serious expression.

He was old, and the sky was dark, so he could only faintly see figures swaying and strange things on the small hillside in the distance.

"Yes, Lord Luo Yin, they are well-dressed in armor, their skin is yellow, and their hair and eyes I can't see very clearly, but they are faintly black."

The old man in front of him was the knight of this village, and this village was his fiefdom.

"Damn, didn't we pay our taxes? How did they come again. ”

The old knight named Luo Yin cursed in a low voice, and then shouted to the son of the villagers of the organization: "Huff, you immediately go to the lord to report and ask for his help, hurry!" ”

Huff, who was organizing the villagers, looked stunned for a moment.

He understood what his father meant, and on the surface, his father asked him to ask for help, but in fact, the deeper meaning was to let him run for his life.

Although the surrounding villagers also understood, they just silently watched the enemy in the distance and remained silent.

Shana bit her bright red lip and looked straight at Huff with her eyes.

The two are childhood sweethearts, although one is from an aristocratic family and the other is an ordinary woman, but they still can't stop the love between the two.

Many people in the village know about the relationship between the two, and even Knight Luo Yin knows it clearly.

As a woman, it is the greatest and best wish to have a man who stands in front of her and protects herself when she encounters danger.

In the past, Huff also promised her that no matter what danger she encountered, he would protect her and protect her for the rest of her life.

Now the challenge came, and she wanted to see what the man should choose.

She won't go, her parents and younger siblings are here, Shana won't leave them alone to run for her life.

No matter what the outcome is today, she will pick up the short sword that Haff gave her and fight the enemy to the end.

"Father, go, as a warrior, my conscience and my mission do not allow me to leave at this time."

Huff rejected his father, walked up to Shanna and put his arm around her shoulders, confessing their relationship to him for the first time.

"What's more, there are people here that I protect, you have always told me the rules of knighthood, and today I am fulfilling the duties of a knight."

Luo Yin looked at his son with a firm expression, and his eyes flickered slightly.

He also protected Huff's mother in this way, and the son in front of him has grown up, and his former figure has also appeared.

Looking at the two men and women hugging each other tightly, Luo Yin slowly stepped forward, and under the pleading eyes of his son, he took off the chain mail he had just put on his body and draped it on his son's body.

There was only this set of armor in the whole village, and he was old, and this armor was a bit wasteful on him.

The son has grown up, he can't die here like this, although he knows that he can't get rid of the child, but Luo Yin hopes that this armor that has followed him for many years can protect his lone seedling, so that the inheritance of the family can continue to be passed on.

"Father!"

Looking at his father, who had put on his armor, Huff cried out with tears in his eyes.

After fastening the chain mail, Luo Yin patted his son on the shoulder and put the helmet on his son's head.

Then he pulled out the knight's sword at his waist and handed it to his son.

Waiting for Huff to grasp the knight's sword, Luo Yin said in a loud voice: "Huff knight, are you ready to protect your people and your fief..."Speaking of this, he glanced at Shana beside Huff, with a smile on his face, "And the battle readiness of the person you love the most!" ”

Hearing his father's solemn inquiry, Huff knelt on one knee with a knight's sword in his hand under the watchful eyes of all the villagers and his lovers.

"Lord Lord, Knight Huff is ready to fight!"

"Da Da Da..."

Just as the knight's promotion ceremony was being held in the village, the sound of horses' hooves sounded from outside the village.

Luo Yin, who had just finished promoting his son, took the axe from the villagers next to him and stood in front of everyone in stride.

This is his fiefdom, here are his people, he is the knight lord here, he usually enjoys worship and respect, and this is the time for him to step forward.

Huff placed Shana in the crowd and, under her worried gaze, stood by her father's side, ready for battle.

The man was a knight in fine armor, and under his crotch was a horse that looked very much like a donkey.

The knight held a very gorgeous and beautiful banner in his hand, with a text on it that Luo Yin and the others could not read.

Although they couldn't understand it, everyone knew in their hearts that it should represent the identity of the lord who came.

The cavalry who rushed over stopped their horses outside the fence of the village, looked at the people in the circle who were ready to fight, and shouted loudly in Mongolian: "Listen to the people inside, we are a legion from the Ming Empire, and the leader of the team is His Royal Highness the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty." ”

"I came to your country today with peace and friendship sincerely, and I am willing to have an in-depth conversation with the Grand Duke of your country to establish a peaceful and long-lasting friendship."

"I hope you don't misunderstand, and report our sincerity and intentions to your Grand Duke."

After the knight had finished speaking, he stood at the door and waited.

The reason why he spoke Mongolian was because he couldn't speak Ryazan dialect, thinking that this was the territory of the Fanguo of the Golden Horde, and he had to pay taxes to the Golden Horde every year, and the two sides had frequent contact, so he should be able to understand Mongolian.

Sure enough, after the knight finished speaking, the vigilant village reacted.

"Father, what did they say about the Ming Empire, theirs, their..."

As the heir of Luo Yin, Hafu has also had a lot of contact with the people of the Golden Horde in recent years, so he can speak Mongolian a little.

But after all, he is a foreigner, not to mention that the Mongols in the East and the West speak with different accents, and there are many words that he simply does not understand.

The beginning was a little better, but the word imperial grandson did not exist in the Golden Horde, and he thought about it for a long time, but he didn't know how to translate it.

Looking at his son who was scratching his ears and cheeks, Luo Yin also looked helpless.

He was a linguistic idiot by nature, and when his son was not growing up, his wife communicated with the people of the Golden Horde instead of him.

But his wife passed away last year, and he can't find a translator now.

"Lord Luo Yin, the crown prince should be the son of the king's son."

Just when the two of them were worried, a crisp voice sounded behind them.

The two looked back and saw Shana, who had been arranged in the crowd just now, coming behind the two of them at some point.

"Oh my God, Shana, you understand that."

With surprise on his face, Huff stepped forward and took his lover's hand.

Shana nodded with a slightly red face, "Lady Anna once taught me, but I have not been in contact with the people of the Golden Horde, and I have not spoken this language. ”

"Alright, my child, now is not the time to talk, tell me what they mean."

Seeing his son's shouting, Luo Yin shook his head helplessly, noticing that the knight outside the fence was already waiting impatiently, and hurriedly stopped the two from continuing to talk.

Shana nodded, and quickly translated what the knight had said.

After listening to Shana's translation, the expressions of the surrounding villagers relaxed.

It turned out that he did not come to plunder them, but to establish friendly relations with their grand duke.

The villagers relaxed, but Luo Yin did not relax at all.

As a knight who thought he had been exposed to high-level politics, he didn't think there was anything to talk about peace in this world, not to mention that he hadn't heard of the Ming Dynasty.

It's also an empire, hehe, maybe it's a small tribe of a few thousand people.

Although Loyin's territory was only a small village, and the Ryazan principality was not large, it did not prevent him from despising those smaller countries.

For those who have only one village, or only a few thousand people, to establish the power of the country, Luo Yin is very despised.

He has fought for the Grand Duke for so long, and he has destroyed 10 countries like this, if not 8.

Such so-called powerful empires can be said to be everywhere in the western region.

That is, the other party's yellow skin made him a little afraid in his heart, if he was replaced by a white-skinned person, Luo Yin would have already ridiculed him with disdain.

"Shana, you translated my words to him."

Although I am not sure of the identity of the other party, the other party came with friendship after all, and there is no intention of going to war, so there is talk.

Besides, people are looking for the Grand Duke, not their small village, so let the Grand Duke come if there is anything.

"Okay, Lord Luo Yin!"

Shana nodded obediently.

"You tell him that we can't judge their identity, let them camp outside the village first, and I will send someone to tell the Grand Duke, and the Grand Duke will send someone to contact them."

Shana nodded, and under Huff's escort, she came to the fence and gave a skirt salute to the cavalry outside the fence.

"Mr. Knight, we can't judge your identity, but we welcome your friendliness, and ask you to stay outside the village, our knight lord will tell the news of your arrival to His Excellency the Grand Duke as soon as possible, and I believe that soon Ryazan will send someone to meet you."

Hearing the awkward translation of the girl in front of him, the knight clasped his fists and saluted, turning back to the group on the hillside.

Soon the camp was set up on the other side, and the cavalry came running again and told the village to inform their Grand Duke as soon as possible.

Seeing that the other party had really set up camp, Luo Yin ordered people to continue to be vigilant, and at the same time personally rushed to the lord of the upper level and reported the news.

The lord got the news and sent someone over to confirm it, and saw that Da Ming's side was well-armed, and that strange iron beast attached great importance to it. He personally ran to Ryazan's side and informed Yin Fan III Felodorovich, who had just succeeded to the throne, of the news. (The last one was mistaken, and now it is Yin Fan III who manages Ryazan!) ）

"Ming Empire!"

Hearing the report of his lord, Yin Fan III, who is now in his early 20s, frowned tightly.

He seemed to have heard of the name, but for a moment he couldn't remember where he had heard it.

"Your Excellency, have you forgotten that mad alchemist?"

His personal guard next to him was the first to ring, and reminded Yin Fan III softly.

After mentioning this by his subordinates, Yin Fan III suddenly remembered.

When he came to Ryazan last year to inherit this fiefdom, he met a madman alchemist on the way.

The other party told him that as long as he could help the other party complete a few things, the other party would help him and become a powerful empire beyond the Ming Dynasty.

Young and arrogant, he naturally didn't believe the words of a madman, and then the madman just shook his head and said something, and he turned away without understanding the words.

"Is this Da Ming really powerful?"

Yin Fan III frowned, although that guy is a madman, but if a madman can think that it is a powerful empire, it will definitely not be weak.

And according to his subordinates, the other party still came from the Golden Horde with an army.

The Golden Horde was a brutal state, how could it be possible to allow an army to pass through his territory unharmed.

And two days ago, he also received news that it seemed that the Golden Horde sent troops to fight a battle with a force, but as a result, he suffered heavy losses, and finally all of them nested in the city and did not dare to come out.

From this, Yin Fan III came to the judgment that this Ming Dynasty is likely to be the force that beat the Golden Horde.

Thinking of this, Yin Fan III's bright eyes gradually shone brightly.

Muscovy can be so powerful, it is not that the other party is the dog leg of the Golden Horde, helping the Golden Horde to collect taxes, and the interests cut out of it are strong themselves.

Yin Fan III also wanted to be the dog leg of the Golden Horde, but the other party didn't want him, and the other party didn't look down on the Ryazan minion at all.

If the Ming Dynasty really frightened the Golden Horde, then if he took refuge in the other party and got the help of the other party, would he surpass the Muscovy and even become a powerful principality thousands of miles around, and then with the help of the power of the Ming Dynasty, annex the surrounding countries and become an empire.

The more he thought about it, the hotter Yin Fan's heart became, although all this was just his guess and fantasy, but this was an opportunity.

On the same day, Yin Fan III rushed to that remote village with a large number of men and horses to greet his friends from the Ming Dynasty, and of course, he may be his allies in the future.

"Sir, can we exchange some more salt and that delicious spice with you, and how much do you see for these gold coins?"

Outside the camp in the small village, Huff took Shana, holding a few gold coins in his hand, and looked at the handsome young man in front of him with some nervousness, hoping to exchange some fine salt and delicious spices from the other party to entertain the incoming Grand Duke.

Zhu Zhangui looked at the young man and woman in front of him with a smile, nodded slightly, and asked Jiang Huai beside him to take the gold coin in the other party's hand, take out a small box from the side, and hand it to the other party.

"Take it, it's more for you!"

But then he saw the other party's blank expression, and it wasn't until the translation was completed that the two showed happy expressions, Zhu Zhangui shook his head helplessly, and handed the box to the other party.

The reason why Huff came over to change the seasoning was because last night, Zhu Zhangui caught some prey for the old man to make barbecue, and the fragrance attracted the other party to come.

The villagers who smelled such a delicious fragrance for the first time almost turned into a river.

In the end, Huff and Shana, who couldn't help it, ran over to ask if there was anything they could help with, and mixed a barbecue to eat.

After eating a barbecue last night, the two of them couldn't forget the taste at all.

Early this morning, after learning the news from the cavalry that the Grand Duke was coming, the two received the order to report from Luo Yin, and found out the private money hidden on weekdays, thinking that they would exchange the money for some seasonings to entertain His Excellency the Grand Duke, so as to leave a little impression in his heart.

"Didn't you say that the girls of the polar bear family have skin as white as snow, all of them are white and beautiful, and have long legs, why are the girls here so dark, and the girl who looks at her eyes is hot, which is an unmarried girl, followed by an aunt in her 30s."

Looking at the two people who were far away, Zhu Zhangui muttered in a low voice.

In order to protect the safety of the old man, Zhu Zhangui did not indicate the identity of the old man to Ryazan, but used Zhu Zhangui's name.

The status of a prince is noble, but it is not enough to make the country think crookedly, but an emperor with thousands of men and horses comes to another country, then it is difficult to say.

So just in case, this is the name of diplomacy, with Zhu Zhangui as the leader, and the old man pretending to be a housekeeper.

At noon, Yin Fan III rushed over with the army of the Principality of Ryazan, as well as the welcoming team.

That's right, it's all the army.

In order to show the importance of the Principality of Ryazan and also show his strength in a vague way, Yin Fan III used the fastest time to gather the knights of the fiefdom, with a terrifying army of more than 3,500 people.

It's not a mockery, it's telling the truth.

In the West during this period, more than 3,500 knightly armored legions were already a considerable force.

But there is a good saying, people deserve to die more than people, and goods should be thrown away.

When the two legions met, Yin Fan III instantly felt that his army was not as powerful as he imagined, but had the feeling of a ragtag army.

Looking at the army behind him wearing various armors and not having a uniform style, and then at the unified standard military armor opposite, Yin Fan III always had a feeling that he was called Huazi.

Zhu Zhangui looked at the legion opposite, and a look of pride appeared in his eyes.

This is the powerful Yan Huang.

Before the Ming Dynasty, to be precise before the 15th century, the Yanhuang Army could be said to be at the forefront of the world.

This is at the forefront, not only in terms of the number of combat forces, but also in terms of the unification of military equipment, which surpasses the world by an unknown number of times.

In fact, before the 14th century, the so-called advanced countries in the West had a variety of military equipment, let alone the so-called unified military uniform.

As a person from later generations, I know very well that the unification of military uniforms can bring a different morale and spiritual outlook to the army.

In addition to attracting young people to join the army, it can also greatly increase the people's yearning and support for the army.

Therefore, since Zhu Zhangui seized military power, the unification of the military uniforms of the three major battalions of the Ming Dynasty has been carried out at the fastest speed.

For example, the Shenji Battalion is a unified external cloth armor, a unified cowhide military boots, and a unified helmet.

Even the various backpacks and ordinary small objects on the body are uniformly styled, and the entire legion is almost exactly the same when viewed, except for the different emblems on the commander's chest.

On the side of the 3,000 battalions, the unified coffee-colored Arab war horses, the uniform skirt armor, and the iconic red coat of the Ming Dynasty, and the cavalry that made the enemy look terrified, the cavalry knife hanging on the saddle, and the cavalry at hand were revolvers.

Coupled with the human nature of the Arab war horses, they lined up in a military formation, almost horizontal and vertical, and the horses didn't even bow their heads to graze, and they followed the master on their backs in unison, looking at the Ryazan soldiers on the opposite side with cold eyes.

The smart horse's eyes were full of contempt and disdain when he looked at his fellow kinders opposite.

The same is ridden, the same is a charge to fight, not to mention the aspect of food, the accessories on this bare body are not of the same grade.

It's a shame for the horse to be mixed up like this bird.

The 3,000 battalions have been fighting for many years, and the extremely strong murderous aura on their bodies startled the horses of the opposite Ryazan State, and they moved their hooves back and forth uneasily.

Feeling the awe-inspiring deterrence on the other side, Yin Fan III took a deep breath, exuding fire in his heart, patted the war horse under his crotch, and greeted him with his guards.

Zhu Zhangui glanced at the old man beside him vaguely, and with his slight nod, he led several cavalry generals from Jianghuai to greet him.

"Dear Imperial Grandson, welcome to Ryazan."

Yin Fan III's posture was very low, and it was completely a posture of a subordinate greeting the superior lord.

Originally, he wanted to make friends with this Daming, and wanted to use the other party's deterrence to make Ryazan take a step forward.

Now seeing the other party's powerful army, Yin Fan III was not only not afraid, but even happier.

The stronger the Ming Dynasty, the better, if it is the world's first power, let alone befriending the other party, you can be a dog leg to the other party.

The son of a prince on the other side travels with thousands of elite troops, so you can imagine how powerful the other country's military force is.

Yin Fan III conservatively estimated that the other country's country had at least 100,000 such elite legions.

100,000 people, if he had such a large number of elite troops, not to mention the tiny Muscovy, the Golden Horde, he would dare to beard repeatedly.

After listening to the translation of the translator next to him, Zhu Zhangui smiled and arched his hand.

"Your Excellency Yin Fan, it's been a long time!"

The two had a brief exchange in the two military formations, and finally at the warm invitation of Yin Fan III, Zhu Zhangui took the team that had already drawn the camp to the banquet venue that Yin Fan III was ready to welcome.

As for Huff and Shana, who had been prepared a long time ago, they could only watch the team go away and sigh helplessly.

These days, if you want to shoot a superior sycophant, why is it so difficult.

"Your Excellency the Imperial Grandson, someone once said to me that you are Ming, but I didn't understand what it meant, can you please ask for advice."

The armies of the two sides walked side by side, and Yin Fan III looked at the ironclad three people who suddenly followed the team, and a trace of envy flashed in his eyes.

glanced at Zhu Zhangui, who was enjoying the scenery next to him, and remembered the words that the madman alchemist muttered when he left, so he said without words.

Zhu Zhangui was a little curious, he didn't expect that in this remote place, there were still people who had heard the official dialect of the Ming Dynasty.

"But it doesn't hurt to say it!"

With permission, Yin Fan III recalled what the mad alchemist said that day, and said in an awkward Lingnan language: "Alas, people in the West really have problems with their brains, and they don't cherish such a good opportunity, it's really a stupid shortage!" ”

After listening to this awkward Lingnan dialect, Zhu Zhangui coughed dryly, and replied with an unnatural expression: "This is the other party complimenting you and saying hello to you." ”

The translator who followed next to him looked at Yin Fan III with a strange expression and translated this sentence.

Hearing the translator's words, Yin Fan III's expression was a little stiff.

Although what the other party said sounded good, from the strange eyes of the Ming soldiers around him, he could obviously guess that this sentence was definitely not a good word.

The other party translated it like this, probably because he took care of his own face and forcibly changed his meaning.

Good guy, before this word began, he made such a big joke, and when he turned over the mountain, he felt the gaze of the surrounding Ming soldiers, and he couldn't wait to get off the horse and dig a pit and bury his head in it.

Tinima's shame is that in the future, if you don't understand the meaning of this foreign language, you can't talk nonsense anymore.