The baron didn't think about why the Asuna Empire dared to invade in a season like spring, when horsepower was scarce. He has so much on his hands right now.

No one cares about the trouble of going to the half-elves now. The main body of the Ringor tribe moved to the vicinity of the castle, and the rest scattered into large and small settlements to start a new life. This forest-based, half-ploughing and half-hunting people received a large amount of food support from King's Landing, houses were erected, truckloads of bread were shipped elsewhere, and groups of archers went to the castle.

The Half-Elves are undoubtedly a good (don't think crooked) people. The soldiers from the system looked at them curiously, and the lord gave a stern order not to discriminate against these sharp-eared people, while the native inhabitants simply ignored them.

No one wants to be one of those unlucky people who broke the ban and whose bodies were still swinging on the high platform next to the gallows.

The elders were grateful to Baron Rildra, one of the few nobles who did not discriminate against half-elves, not to mention the fact that he had given them a place to live and life-saving food.

"Don't land reclamation just yet. The baron and the half-elf elders sat around the tent, and he took a sip of the half-elf drink, which was cool and sweet.

"Are you worried that the local humans will protest?" the elders looked at each other and expressed their concerns.

"Not really. The baron drank the drink in his hand and motioned for the servant behind him to pour another glass, "Last year's war had a great impact on the Bena Valley, and a lot of land was abandoned. I'm worried about the invasion of the Asunas. If they get here, your hard work will be lost. Don't worry, I'm more than capable of feeding you. ”

The patriarch was ready to pour the baron a drink himself: "If that's the case, I think we'll plow." After all, there is no suitable hunting ground here, and if you don't find something to do, the people will become lazy. ”

The baron took the large cup of drink from the patriarch's hand and poured it into his own cup: "It's okay." Of course, I need your half-elf's best archers, um, and this nice drink. ”

The elders laughed.

"We promise to provide you with rangers who are better than the best archers in the kingdom and more drinks than the rangers. ”

Soon a hundred half-elven rangers and four hundred half-elven archers joined King's Landing's army. The Ranger can act as a scout, excelling in the art of survival in the wild, and is accustomed to tracking all sorts of unnoticed traces.

That's quite a hundred more Bei Ye.

Among them were three rangers, such as the beautiful Miss Foy Lorraine.

Now at the castle's bow and arrow training ground, we can often see this ranger with short chestnut hair. Not only does she train the half-elves, but she also has the responsibility of training the system army and the native army.

The knights of San Diego did not think much of this delicate woman, and it was not until she used her superb archery skills to silence these proud noble knights.

"Bows and arrows are just a thing that girls love to play, and I don't think anyone but these sissies will only do this. Angus Gale muttered, the first time he had received the approval of the San Diego knights.

Anyway, the days went by day by day. The baron became an independent baron recognized by the kingdom of Bamholm--- of course, with the help of the Count of Annaba.

Batches of leather armor and bows and arrows were brought to King's Landing, and blacksmiths were hired from all over the world to craft all kinds of ironware, from shields to horseshoes. A watchtower was being built in an emergency near the castle, and the few cavalry patrols were driving away the robbers. Everything is on track.

Except for that damn war.

The baron was desperately short of money. The money spent extorting the Annabas was quickly spent on the purchase of equipment and raw materials. The timber near the castle was overwhelmed, and the small fortress built by the half-elves cost him a lot of gold.

The castle's steady supply of food helped a lot. But the baron also did not dare to send grain to other places in a big way. Just as he was nervously laying everything out, the system sent out a new task.

Mission Name: Pious Knight. Immediately go to St. Enburg alone (tentatively) to join the Holy City Knights and participate in the holy war against the infidels, and cannot return until the mission is completed. Reward for mission success: One random Polish unit.

Failure Reward: Turning into a woman.

The baron, who couldn't laugh or cry, had no choice but to gather his subordinates overnight. Fortunately, everything in the castle is operating normally, and the troops under his command have exceeded a thousand people, with a strong castle, even if several nearby big lords jointly attack, they will not be afraid, and leaving by themselves will not cause much impact.

The eagle always has to meet the storm, and the baron does not want to hide in the nest and be an ostrich with a pouting butt.

After instructing Frederick's butler and Angus Gale to continue recruiting and training, Lildella rejected all his companions and set out on a lonely journey.

The Kingdom of Divine Grace, whose full name is the Holy Kingdom of Divine Grace under the Father's Providence. It was a pagan land occupied by the Carinthian Empire after the Sumela War fifty years ago. After gradually freeing himself from the control of the Empire, Mongisa I, lord of St. Enburg, proclaimed the Kingdom of Holy Grace, and the old rival of the Empire, the Holy See, blessed the coronation.

When the Kingdom of Divine Grace was founded, it was in the midst of many internal contradictions, and the political struggle between several major forces never stopped. Had it not been for the genius of Mongisa I and the greater division of the Hashemite world, the kingdom would have ceased to exist long ago.

Mongisa V, the current ruler of the Kingdom of Grace, ascended to the throne during a court conspiracy, and it is rumored that the seventeen-year-old boy king was a mediocre and fun-loving king, and that his court was controlled by his brother-in-law, the Duke of Lusignan.

The kingdom's army consisted of the royal army and the private soldiers of the local lords, as well as the two major knightly orders. The royal army of Mongisa I was well trained, but it is not as good as it used to be. The two major orders were the belligerent Knights of the Holy City and the relatively peaceful Knights of the Yellow Dragon.

The local lords fought fiercely and were divided into three major factions, the Duke of Lusignan, the Duke of Clark and the Duke of Ramonard.

After closing the English version of the "Hitchhiker's Guide to the Kingdom of Grace", which Frederick hastily wrote for him, the baron did not bother to complain about the title of the book. The complicated internal situation of the Kingdom of Divine Grace reminded him of the Kingdom of Jerusalem.

If the Kingdom of Divine Grace falls, the Asuna Empire will be able to attack Baanholm.

This is not what the Baron wants to see.

Gotta go there and have a look.

The system gave him a strong body, but not the abilities of his mount, Pegasus. To be on the safe side, Lildra decided not to take off her armor as a last resort.

This is the benefit of being wide in heart and fat, ah no, strong and strong.

So he took three horses with him.

Leaving King's Landing, Lildella enjoyed the scenery along the way while riding horses. Since he came into this world, he has not been in the mood to go out for a walk or a walk.

The Pena Valley is a major transportation artery, but the anthropogenic traces of the Middle Ages did not cause much harm to the entire ecosystem. Along the bumpy road, the baron carefully observed the idyllic atmosphere that had long since disappeared in later generations.

The earth in spring gives people a feeling of growth. The peasants were busy, and when they saw the knight on horseback coming leisurely, they hurriedly retreated to the side of the road and saluted awkwardly. The baron returned the salute casually, occasionally tossing a little fresh fruit to the peasant boy with a curious look in his eyes.

The baron smiled happily at the shadow of the joyful little child playing and chasing his companions.

As the sun sets, his shadow is stretched longer and longer······