Wait until the horse thieves are all gone. The rescued three people hurriedly took the initiative to catch up. One of the knights shouted before he could get closer. "This is the car of Count Philip, son of the Marquis of Rudin's Syria!"

The young man who followed behind was hurrying to tidy up his messy clothes. Seems to attach great importance to his own image.

The baron's face turned pale, and he hurriedly stepped forward and bowed slightly. "Count Philip, Baron Kelio, the Southern Frontier Lord, welcomes you. Angel smiled and bowed in respect.

When the rest of the soldiers heard that it was an earl, they all whispered one after another. Seeing that the two leaders had saluted, the soldiers saluted in unison. Some knelt on one knee, some just bent over, and some drew their swords in a nondescript gesture.

When the baron heard the movements of the soldiers behind him, he couldn't help but be speechless. Anglie couldn't laugh or cry either.

"When the crisis was approaching, His Excellency Kyleo appeared to rescue him, and I made a note of the favor this time. Philip, a young man in Chinese costumes, didn't care about the soldiers' movements, and stepped forward directly. His voice was clear, and he sounded a lot like those little white-faced singers on Earth in Anglie's previous life. Very magnetic.

The baron straightened up, his face sincere. "Lord Earl, the road is long, and the carriage is tiring, I don't know which direction you are going to go?"

Count Philip and the two knightly guards looked at each other. He hesitated slightly. "We are going to the port of Maluya, where the governor is my father's brother in life. In this war, we are also ready to go to him. Philip smiled. There was a faint sense of detachment in his tone, but there was a sense of intimacy. Knowing that Kyleio was just a baron, and he looked respectful and polite, he should have asked for him, so naturally the arrogance of the rank was faintly revealed.

"Then the Earl has a place to go now, and if not, join my convoy and go to the port of Maluya. The baron's heart was happy, but his face was impassive.

Philip had already done the same, and there was a look of interest on his face.

A young knight whispered a few words in his ear, and he nodded slightly. "Well, I was going to return to my father's convoy, but since His Excellency the Baron has graciously invited me, let me join yours. ”

"This idiot!" Anglie was speechless. "If you can go back to your father's convoy, who would want to join a convoy of little nobles whose intentions are not very clear? It was clear that this Philip had been separated from his father's convoy. It must have been attacked by a large group of horse thieves and caused them to get separated. Angle's gaze fell on the two fancy knights. "It's just two male peacocks. He made a direct comment.

The baron accompanied Philip back to the convoy, and all the people in the carriage came down to salute. Philip didn't say much, just nodded casually.

Angliel frowned slightly. Watching the baron and the three of them discuss with each other about some of the things in the Ruding Kingdom, the relationship became more and more familiar, and after a while, several people found common ground from several nobles who knew each other. Philip's carriage also approached the convoy and joined the queue.

Anglie stood aside with Captain Mark, whose qualifications were not allowed to participate in such a conversation. Can only listen to it from the side. After chatting for a while, Philip yawned slightly. "Lord Kyle, I'm a little sleepy, so I'll go back and rest first. ”

"Okay, with us on the side, Lord Earl, please rest assured. The baron smiled.

Philip nodded faintly. Followed by a knight, return to his own carriage. The other knight whispered a few words to the baron.

"I see, please wait a minute. The baron nodded. The knight walked to the carriage satisfied.

Anglie heard it very clearly on the side. The other party was asking if there was enough water and food.

Wait for the three to leave. He spoke. "Father, although our drinking water has just been replenished, it is only enough for us to use for about a month, and we have to save as much as possible, and there is not much food."

The baron raised his hand to stop him. "We have saved this Count Philip this time, and when we get to the port of Marouya, the benefits we can get are definitely far greater than this little difficulty, and we will save a little more, and try to provide enough water and food to the past. The rest of the day will be better. ”

Anglie frowned. "Who knows if what they're saying is true?"

"I once heard him as one of the favorite sons of the Marquis of Syria. There are actually two mid-range knight-level guards beside him, which shows the importance he attaches to him. The baron explained.

"Those two, the strength doesn't look like knights," Anglie wondered.

The baron smiled. "They used the so-called court swordsmanship, and their main purpose was for ornamentation, and most of the time they practiced for the upper nobles. The surface is good-looking, but after years of degradation, the actual combat has long been vulnerable. And their knight-level strength is estimated to be piled up through various precious resources. Those two knights probably didn't come from a very ordinary background. ”

"Is that so?" said Angle, thoughtfully.

The baron patted Anglie on the shoulder. "Let's accommodate those three people a little more, thanks to those horse thieves, our horses can be constantly replaced, and the speed of continuous progress will be greatly increased. It is estimated that it will be two months before we reach the border and enter the Andean territory. Don't be patient for too long. ”

Angre nodded. No more talking.

Two guards walked to the earl's carriage with food and water bags. He handed it over.

Other soldiers were around to collect the horses of the dead owners. to be used as a backup driver.

Anglie walked over to the horse thief he had shot and examined the wooden arrows, most of which were broken and unusable. None of the horse thieves carried bows and arrows. He frowned and stood up. In his hand he was holding a brown wooden arrow full of cracks. With a slight force, the wooden arrow clicked in two short distances.

"It's a nuisance. There was a hint of helplessness on Angliel's face. "Wooden arrows are starting to get fewer and fewer. ”

Somewhere in the middle of the Anser steppe three days later.

The gray drizzle slanted in the direction of the wind.

In the endless green grassland, a small carriage of horses is moving forward slowly. Four black carriages lined up in a row. The second carriage in the middle is much more ornate than the others.

Inside the carriage of the first carriage. A calm-looking brown-haired teenager was chewing on something carefully. He holds a string of fuchsia wild raspberries in his hand. The young man's appearance is not handsome, but his eyes are calm and composed, giving people an unusually calm and reliable feeling. A black hunting suit is clean and smart. This man is none other than Angle, who is trying to recover his body these days.

Reach out and tear off a fuchsia raspberry and put it in your mouth. Angliel's face was also slightly sour. But he endured it. On the low table beside him was a black water bladder, and a large string of purple raspberries beside the water bladder. Anglie continued to eat raspberries one by one, and from time to time he turned his face sideways to look out the window at the grassland. After more than ten minutes, until all the raspberries on the hand and table are eaten. Angel picked up the water bladder and poured it hard.

The curtain of the car was lifted from the outside. A middle-aged man with long flaxen hair bent over and walked in. He had a beard and wore a black and red aristocratic attire. It was Baron Kyleio. The baron frowned and whispered, "Angle, we may be in trouble. There is not much food and water to eat and drink now. It's only enough for everyone to consume for half a month. ”

Anglie's face sank. "After careful calculation, it is indeed a bit troublesome to have those three more people. Father, what are you going to do?"

"If you can't do it, just kill the horse. The baron said helplessly. "Anyway, the horses of four horse thieves were seized earlier. ”

"It's a last resort. Anglie whispered. "The horse meat is sour, and the taste is very bad and coarse. Except when you're hungry, I guess no one likes to eat that. ”

The baron was silent, wondering if there was any other way.

"Yesterday I saw the Earl pour a large bucket of water down from the carriage. I think it's for bathing. A lot of the white bread and broth that were delivered were also poured directly on the side of the road. If this continues, no amount of water or food will be enough for them. Angliel said helplessly.

"If you don't take good care of that person, maybe the favor will turn into a grudge. There's no way around it. The baron smiled wryly. "Those three are so used to being pampered that they were just now asking me for oil to wipe their weapons and armor. Now we're running out of oil, and they want to wipe our gear!"

"Forget it, just be patient a little longer. Father, you'd better talk to them, or if you continue like this, they will run out of food in less than five days. Angliel reminded.

"Well, I'll go and talk to them myself. The baron nodded as well.

The baron got up and lifted the curtain and stepped out of the carriage. Angliel also sighed, picked up the water bladder and shook it, only half of it was left. He also got up and jumped out of the carriage and walked back.

In the last carriage, Captain Mark was driving the horse listlessly. Seeing Angliel coming, he barely managed to squeeze out a smile.

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