In the wind, the flag flying high above the castle rumbled, and the lion on the flag seemed to be dancing its teeth and claws, announcing his strength to the world.

After more than a week of trekking, the army of the Dias family finally stepped into the territory of the Earl of Lens, Lensshire.

The Earl's castle is in the heart of Lensshire, a plain area where Lensburg sits and controls the entire county like the heart of the county.

"Lensshire is the direct domain of Lord Earl, and Lord Earl also has a territory that sits on the border of the Duchy of Rizland, with many territories in between." Sir Dias carefully explained the power of the Earl of Lens.

"Oh? So the Earl of Lens is still a border earl? Karl was a little surprised, he had expected the complex territory of the nobles in this era, but he didn't expect that the Earl of Lens was still a border uncle.

Because they have to fight against powerful enemies, they usually have relatively strong military forces, and most counts dare not provoke them.

"As far as I know, the Flo people are eyeing the territory of Earl Lens, and Count Lens has to station a large number of troops on the border, so he can not draw many troops." As if seeing through Karl's thoughts, Sir Dias shook his head and said.

"That's right......" Carl scratched his head, he didn't expect such a stubble.

At this moment, a sneer reached the ears of several people, and they saw several knights in thick armor passing by, and that equipment made both Pine and Carl a little envious.

"Father, that's plate armor!" Pine couldn't help but ask.

Sir Dias nodded, there was no harm in comparison, and looked at the tattered chain mail on his body, and couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

"Their army ......" Karl noticed the army behind the knights, neatly numbered hundreds, each with some armor on their bodies, and their mental outlook was much better than that of Sir Dias's army, and it gave people a sense of oppression to stop there.

"This flag...... It was Baron Viva's troops. Sir Dias frowned, Baron Via was an important vassal under the Earl of Rens, and he owned several wealthy villages as fiefs, and even two estates.

The large number of fiefs allowed him not to lack equipment and troops, even knights.

"Such an army is full of guys who can't go to the battlefield, look at this equipment again, tsk." The bearded Baron Via gave them a disdainful look and said mockingly.

"What do you mean!" Pyne couldn't help but be furious, but was pulled by Ser Dias.

The other party is a real baron, and a baron with a strong army, not something they can offend.

"Hehe, hillbilly." Baron Via seemed too lazy to pay attention to them, and with his horseback between his legs, he led the army in the direction of Lensburg.

The knights who followed him also seemed to glance at this side, and then silently looked away, as if they looked down on it.

"Too much deception!" It wasn't until they left that Sir Dias let go of Pine's hand, and Pine couldn't help but curse.

If you stand here on your own side, you will be sneered at by the other party for no reason.

"Don't let your emotions sway you." Sir Dias was also very angry, but he remained calm after all.

"Isn't it just that the equipment is a little worse? Even if he was wearing that tin suit, I could still beat him! Pine gritted his teeth.

Only Carl frowned, not knowing why, he always felt that things were not so simple.

"I wish I was thinking too much." Karl was a little irritable.

There were also many knights passing by one after another, and after comparing with them, the equipment of the Dias family did seem too simple, there was no way, Sir Dias's fiefdom was the poorest among all the fiefdoms, and it was almost impossible to open the pot, in order not to be ridiculed again, Sir Dias decided to take the team to the station as soon as possible.

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"The Dias family, put the army outside the garrison outside the castle." After the clerk of Lensburg recorded the information of the Dias family, it meant that the Sir Dias family was temporarily free, and at least they could enter Lensburg after the army was settled.

It's just that when he stepped into the barracks outside Lensburg, Carl couldn't help frowning, there was a bad smell everywhere, it was the smell of sweat and filth, which made Carl want to vomit, but Sir Dias and Pyne seemed to be very normal, without any accidents.

Carl couldn't help but shake his head, he still overestimated the sanitary conditions of this world, but he was almost used to it.

In Karl's sight, there were people who got together to gamble, there were people who chatted and boasted about their heroic deeds, and even saw many military prostitutes coming and going in and out of various tents, so to speak, it was a hodgepodge, and there were all kinds of scenes.

"Kevin, lead the soldiers to set up our own camp." Sir Dias ordered.

"Yes to my lordship." Kevin beckoned, and the soldiers hurriedly followed, driving stakes and pulling tents in an orderly manner, I have to say that after Kevin's rehearsal and training, the soldiers did these things without any chaos.

"Let's go, Pine, Carl, let's go into town, I haven't been to Lensburg in years." Sir Dias was in high spirits and beckoned to the two of them.

Needless to say, Pyne was originally a lord who liked to join in the fun, and Carl also had some expectations on his face, not knowing how the rich Lensburg would be different compared to Black Thorn Village.

They didn't feel anything when they were outside Lensburg, and when they actually entered Lensburg, they couldn't help but marvel.

Behind the thick city walls, there was a bazaar of considerable size, and as the three of them walked along the road, they saw all kinds of people coming to play, and all kinds of shops were open in a certain order, waiting for customers.

The bustle here is not something that Carl and Pyne could have seen in Blackthorn Village, where there were not even two hundred people combined.

Compared with this, Pyne prefers to focus on the castle, and from a distance, he can also see the castle of Rensberg in the center, the towers, the impenetrable walls made of a large number of stones, the huge hook axes on the walls, and the guards in plate armor make people feel terrified.

And this is only the first wall, the castle of Rensburg is protected by several layers of walls, and between each layer of the wall there is a considerable area, inhabited by different people, it is clear that the outermost area here is for these ordinary residents, merchants and workers, and the innermost layer of the wall is for the Count of Rens and his heirs.

"What a majestic castle, if I could, I would also like to be a count with a castle!" Pine couldn't help but say, he felt his blood boiling.

Sir Dias nodded, not saying anything, but Karl could tell that Sir Dias seemed to have these desires in his eyes.

Also, what nobleman could resist the temptation of a castle?

How many petty nobles have a long-cherished wish to stay in their own castle, enjoy food and banquets, have their own court, and have a large number of knights who are loyal to them and protect their territory?

"What's so lively?" Carl suddenly heard something and said.

Hearing his words, Sir Dias also withdrew his gaze, listened carefully, and after a while, said: "It should be a Jazz competition over there in the arena, but I don't know who it will be." ”

Sir Dias shrugged his shoulders, having lived here as a young man, learning the knightly trade here as a squire, so he was familiar with the area, and knew roughly what was going on when he saw the general direction and listened to the conversations of the people.

"Oh? A joust between jazz? Father, let's go and see! As Carl had expected, Pyne's eyes lit up at the sound of Sir Dias's words.

"It's a good thing, I haven't seen a real competitive competition for a long time." Sir Dias thought for a moment and agreed with Pyne's proposal.

Seeing that his father agreed, Carl shrugged his shoulders and had no choice but to follow.

As soon as he entered the arena, the appearance of the crowd made Carl startled, the arena was not big, but it was not small, it was about the same size as a gymnasium in his previous life, but it was already full of people at the moment.

In the middle of the arena, two heavily armed knights watched each other cautiously with their respective equipment, moving their movements little by little.

However, from the chest armor that fluctuated slightly along with their chests, it could be seen that they had already experienced a battle and were now in a state of fatigue.

The battle between the two knights was not intense, but it was detailed, at least it made Carl stunned.

"Smack!"

As the sword landed, the one on the right actually triumphed, taking off his helmet and revealing a handsome face.

"Oh my God, that's Sir Charles! Unexpectedly, it was actually him who played in person, and it seems that the Earl of Lens has a heroic descendant. Seeing the face of the man under the helmet, Sir Dias couldn't help but say.

"What? Is that the son of the Earl of Lens? Both Carl and Pyne were taken aback.

"Yes, yes, I will not admit that I am wrong, the noble bloodline has been carried on in him, and I can see the glory of his bravery, and see, everyone is cheering for him." Sir Dias exclaimed.

Indeed, with Sir Charles' victory, the whole arena was boiling and offering their own applause.

And those nobles who watched the battle, whether they were happy or not, also stood up and applauded.

Sir Charles was the center of attention at the moment, and winning in the arena was something to be proud of for a knight.