Leonard, who was terrified, seemed to grasp a life-saving straw, and hurriedly asked, "My lord, what should I do?" ”

Lothar asked:

"Tell me, how did these desert bandits get their hands on you? Who did you meet on the way to Montreal? Does anyone know you carried a large sum of Sulledus? ”

Lennard spoke incoherently, "It's like this... Yes, ah, when I set out, only the five soldiers I brought with me knew this, and they were all stationed at Jogrusburg a long time ago, and they were absolutely loyal and reliable, for I had never been looted when I paid my taxes before..."

"The half-pagan village is called Antoga, and it's the closest to Montreal, so we went through there and asked for water."

"I don't know if any of them noticed that I was carrying a lot of Souledus, because I had been carrying the money close to me, but I couldn't hide the crisp sound in the purse."

“...”

The panic in Leonard's heart gradually calmed down, and he began to seriously recall everything he had experienced before.

No matter how big or small, I even said how many bubbles of urine I sprinkled along the way.

"Okay, then let me ask you one last question, did you have an eagle hovering overhead all the time when you were on your way?"

Leonard was shocked: "My lord, how do you know?" I thought it was the will of the Father, who made your coat of arms look into a black eagle, watching us! ”

Lothar waved his hand:

"Okay, I see. Next, you're going to spread the word that Baron Lothar of Jogrusburg is going to visit the Venerable Countess Stephanie at Calleburg with a generous gift. ”

Lothar patted Leonard on the shoulder: "If such a simple thing goes wrong again, after you die, I won't even have a cross on your tombstone." ”

Leonard's whole body trembled.

If there is not even a cross on the tombstone after death, it is doomed to not return to the arms of the Father.

"I will, I'll do it."

Lothar added: "Tell them the same with your men, and tell them that the Father has given me mercy, but mercy will not come to Judah." ”

Watching Leonard's back cautiously leaving.

Lothar spoke, "Frynn, is what he said true?" ”

The girl hanging upside down from the ceiling fell silently like a ghost.

"It's true."

"But wouldn't your plan be too hasty? If I were the bandit leader, I would definitely avoid the limelight, at least not for a short time. ”

Lothar nodded: "What you said makes a lot of sense, if you wait for the rabbit in the conventional sense, it will definitely not work." ”

"Although Renard was brutal and aggressive, he was a good general, otherwise he would not have been able to play a decisive role in the Battle of Mongiza. Disguised as a caravan and waiting for the rabbit, I'm sure he can think of it too. ”

"But these desert bandits have falcons, they can see our reality clearly, and—after so many years, even Renard, the king of the Dead Sea, can't help them, do you think this bandit group can afford to look down on a small lord in a desolate place like me?"

"I'll only take Hans and his hussars, but you and Prajna other than that."

"This method is only available to us, and under normal circumstances, this gang of robbers will definitely not be afraid of only seven people, even if there are five heavily armed cavalry inside."

"I see."

The plan is clear at this point.

"We don't want to annihilate them, as long as we repel them."

Frigila pondered, "And leave one or two alive, and I will be able to rely on the power of charm to ask them where their camp is." ”

"That's right."

At this moment, there was a faint sound of footsteps in the corridor outside the door.

Wrapped in a bathrobe, with slender white jade feet, she walked in from outside the door, as if feeling the seriousness of the atmosphere, she tilted her head slightly, and her long black soft hair fell like a waterfall.

"What do I seem to be missing?"

Lothar tried to take his eyes off the snow-white: "I'll tell you later, you get dressed first." ”

Her indifferent eyes glanced at Friengira, and Miss Vampire gritted her little white teeth in anger.

Isn't it just that the chest is a little bigger, the butt is a little more cocked, and the legs are a little longer?

What's the big deal!

Lothar turned her back.

The sound of rustling sounded.

Prajna takes out the clothes from the closet and puts them on for herself.

"Are you alright?"

"Hmm."

"You two, come with me to church."

Fringilla frowned, "My lord, are you sure you want me to go and pray with a vampire?" Aren't you afraid that Heavenly Father and His old man will be thundered down? ”

Lothar said a blasphemous remark without hesitation: "If the Father cares about these things, he is not the Father." ”

They walked into the church together.

Between Lothar's hands, a white statue with a ring on his head, armed with a cross-armed sword and a shield, and wings on his back, appeared.

Its prototype is supposed to be the statue of St. Michael.

Lothar placed the statue on the table at the end of the church, under a mosaic of bricks.

Sunlight shining.

The white statue resembles a shining golden deity, which makes people subconsciously feel like they want to worship.

"It makes my subjects more loyal to me."

Lothar explained.

He sighed in his heart that he might really have to ride on the road of "Yuri's" big bald head.

…

In the evening.

It was a little dark, but the temperature didn't drop.

The earth, which had been scorched for a day, began to release the accumulated temperature to the fullest.

Hans and Ulm were followed by three hussars.

These young cavalrymen were dressed in well-groomed plate armor as smooth as a mirror.

Each person holds a three-meter-long riding spear, and the wings behind it are decorated, which looks more and more majestic.

The hussars' lances were too long, even the shortest was 4 meters, so they were hollow, made of two pieces of fir wood pieced together, and could easily break.

This kind of riding spear is not practical, at least in the territory of Lothar, there is no way to make or buy this special riding spear.

So Lothar ordered them to switch to traditional riding guns, which were more practical and easier to replace.

The two ladies, Prajna and Friengira, followed Lothar.

Leonard drove the wagon, which was loaded with "valuable" goods covered in felt cloth.

This is the only one that is not planned.

If he survives this attack, the guilt of him and his subordinates will be erased.

In the sky, with a crisp eagle chirp, the eagle flapped its wings and flew away, as if echoing the black eagle flag hanging high in the carriage.

Lothar and Eagle looked at each other, and he lowered his head quietly, a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes.

...

In the distance, the desert light riders on fast horses looked at the bright armor that was almost reflective, and their eyes were full of greed: "They really only have five cavalry. ”

"Of course, never question what the leader sees with his eagle eye."

"You go tell the chiefs, and I'll keep an eye on them."

"Don't let them run away, this arrogant Baron of Jorgusburg, don't think that we robbed his men once, and there won't be a second time in a short time?"

The Bedouin, wrapped in a white turban, said with a sneer.

"I heard that carriage was full of gifts for that slut woman Stephanie, the damned woman who hanged quite a few of our brothers."

"Perhaps the chief will promise to give the stupid baron's head as a gift to the."

"No, it's impossible, the chief is grateful that this baron treats his people equally, he will not kill this baron."

The Bedouins were a little dissatisfied: "This group of Franks did not show any mercy when they slaughtered our people, do you need to be morally preached with them?" ”