When Karl and the mercenaries came to Sir Dias, Sir Dias was stunned.

Especially when Pyne told Sir Dias everything that happened in the tavern, the way Sir Dias looked at Karl changed.

"Carl, I never knew you could play chess, where did you learn it?" Sir Dias asked curiously.

"Haha, it's just that I thought about it when I was bored by myself, it's not a big deal." Karl scratched his head and pretended to be nothing.

Fortunately, Sir Dias nodded, and did not doubt it.

The mercenary looked at Carl with a strange look in his eyes, as if to say, "You thought about it when you were bored?" How do you look like you don't play chess! If so, what is it if I've been playing for so many years? Defeated by a little guy who is just boring research? ”

The mercenary is a little uncomfortable, and he can only swallow his anger into his stomach, after all, his skills are not as good as others, and he will be humiliated by himself.

"Mercenary, tell me your name." Sir Dias looked at the mercenary, who was already ready, dressed in leather armor, with a sword in his hand, standing straight, a valiant warrior at first glance, in stark contrast to the peasant shivering in the cold wind.

"Your Excellency, my name is Kevin, and I am good at using a long sword." Kevin doesn't seem to care about Sir Dias's somewhat condescending attitude, in fact, in this hierarchical era, Sir Dias is already very good.

"Very well, Kevin, I now appoint you as the instructor of the Dias family's army, and train this army for me." Sir Dias was satisfied and made the appointment.

In so many wars, the nobles came to the conclusion that because the levies called by feudal obligation were poor in combat strength, the serfs who wanted to escape at these moments could not bring victory at all, and the victory depended largely on the mercenaries in the army who were paid to do things and had high military quality, they were all professional.

So Sir Dias saw that a mercenary had joined him, and he was eager to let him train his army.

"As you wish, my lord." Kevin shrugged his shoulders indifferently, anyway, he was in a state of being hired now, and what he wanted him to do was decided by the hirer.

"Alright, Pine, Karl, you get ready, and the priest is going to pray for us before the war, and we are going to receive God's blessing for this war." Sir Dias waved his hand.

Suddenly, Carl and Pyne became serious, and even the serfs, who had no discipline at all, seemed to be a little more disciplined.

The priest had blue eyes, a ring of brown hair on his head, and a cross, and he looked pious and faithful.

Karl just listened to the prayer quietly, bored, and peeked around, at this time everyone was so religious, without any superfluous movements, this ritual was sacred.

Carl smiled bitterly in his heart, he was an absolute atheist as a young man in the 21st century, so he naturally would not take this kind of ritual seriously, and even felt that people were ignorant and ignorant, so it seemed incompatible with the current atmosphere.

But I have to admit that in this day and age, the church controls the mind, and if he shows any disrespect for the church, disrespect for God, then he will cause a heinous disaster.

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"Father, there's a river ahead, and there's a bridge."

Because the Dias family did not have many horses, the horse-owned Karl had to act as a scout, at the forefront of the team to find a way for the Dias family's army.

"River? It should be the Sharva River, and after a few days of walking across the Saga, you will almost reach Lensshire. Sir Dias touched his chin.

"Great, I'm almost exhausted, so let's hurry." Pine was overjoyed.

"No, don't worry, here I remember it...... Baron Samu's domain, we may also need to pay a tax to the other party when we cross this bridge. Sir Dias pouted, thankfully he had an extra amount of money on hand.

"We're here to help Lord Count fight, so why should Baron Sharon take our money? We could have just passed. Pine said dissatisfied.

"Pine, this is not allowed, the bridge tax is the legitimate income of Baron Samu, we must abide by it, no matter who comes, it is useless, just as no one can stop the legal income of your territory in the future." Sir Dias said righteously, and by the way, he did not forget to teach Pyne.

"Okay, okay." Pine spread his hands.

"Carl, you go to the front and ask how much bridge tax you have to pay, and we'll lead the team to follow." Sir Dias ordered.

"Good father." Karl nodded, and rode forward again.

"Kevin, get your troops in order, we're going to keep going." Sir Dias spoke again.

"Yes to my lordship."

After these days of training, these ten peasants are already somewhat organized, at least they can march normally.

"What's wrong?"

The team was still some distance from the bridge, and they were already hearing a little noise.

From a distance, Sir Dias saw a pot-bellied, long, velvet robe of the finest quality, with a jeweled necklace followed by five soldiers blocking Karl's path, and the two heavily armed knights beside him gave him a sense of invincibility.

Behind them, a flag of a lion painted with fangs and claws fluttered in the wind, the family flag belonging to Baron Samu.

"Honorable Baron Samu, the knight of the Black Thorns, appointed by the Earl of Lens, greets you, and may I ask you for us that you are blocking our way?" Sir Dias approached and asked the nobleman respectfully.

"Heh, this is my territory, I have the right to tax the bridge, and it is only natural that I want you to pay the bridge tax." Baron Sharon glanced at Sir Dias, whose chain mail was shabby, with some disdain.

"Carl, how could this be?" Sir Dias looked at his son in bewilderment, didn't he let him deal with the matter.

"Father, Lord Baron wants us to pay fifty natas to allow us to cross this bridge!" Karl's face turned red.

"What? Fifty natas? Sir Dias was also stunned, fifty natas is not a small amount, and you can buy half a set of chain mail!

"Dear Lord Baron Sharon, if I'm not mistaken, the bridge tax on this bridge should be a natas, are you mistaken?" Sir Dias took a deep breath and looked back at Baron Sharon.

Baron Sa's family treats their territory very harshly, the tax requirements are extremely high, and the same is true for those who cross the bridge, a natas makes many people miserable, but it is still within the acceptable range, but now it has directly increased fifty times!

"No, no, no, I'm not mistaken, it used to be a natas, but now I'm going to take fifty natas, give what you give, if you don't give it, you can leave now." Baron Sa waved his hand impatiently, as if he were chasing flies.

Sir Dias's face turned green, which clearly meant that he was going to target them! Fifty natas how could he have taken them out? If he had really come up with such a large sum of money, he would have made a set of chain mail for his eldest son a long time ago, instead of the worn-out leather armor he is now.

Sir Dias suddenly thought of one thing, that is, he had overheard it before, Baron Samo seemed to have some grudges with the Earl of Lens, but because Baron Samo was not under the jurisdiction of the Earl of Rens, let alone a vassal of the other party, it was just peaceful.

"It seems that this time the other party is trying to disgust Count Lens, so that Count Lens's vassal army can't arrive on time......"

Sir Dias suddenly felt a headache, how did the direct grievances between Baron Sharon and Earl Lens hurt him.

He couldn't afford fifty natas, but if he didn't reach Earl Rens's territory on time, he would also be punished, so he was in a dilemma.

Seeing the change in Sir Dias's face, Baron Sharon suddenly smiled weirdly, his strength is not as good as that of Earl Lens, but it is still okay to do something like this.

"Don't say that I don't give you a chance, bet on the glory of the nobility, I allow you to send one man to a duel with my knights, and if you win, then I allow you to pass through my territory, but if you are defeated, I ask you to surrender your sword." Baron Sa was hunched in and seemed to be able to eat the other party.

Sir Dias's face changed greatly, the other party is forcing himself to death, the other party's conditions are not harsh, the so-called defeat and hand over the sword, it is not really as simple as handing over the sword, losing the sword to other nobles, that is to bring his other equipment to the other party, and even make his family lose face.

Glancing at the jazz beside Baron Samu, the burly and well-equipped are far from being comparable to himself, if he really fights with the other party, I am afraid that he will win more and lose less.

Karl on the side squinted his eyes, this Baron Sa has a good hand, he gains a lot if he wins, and there is nothing to lose if he loses, but the result is that the Dias family is roasted on the fire.

"How, do you dare to have a duel? If you don't dare, say it quickly and don't waste my time. Baron Sharon hugged his chest, squinted his eyes, and said impatiently.

"Humph! Don't look down on people, duel is dueling, I haven't been afraid of anyone yet, father, let me go, I will definitely bring a glorious victory to the Dias family! ”

At that moment, Pine waved the reins and said loudly, his voice full of confidence.

Sir Dias frowned, his eldest son agreed to come down without consulting him, which made him very dissatisfied, because then he would have no way out, and if he didn't agree, the Dias family would really lose face.