After some deliberation, a struggle of ideas, Bair gave a kind order.

Keep it closed and send some oatmeal down.

Rounding up in his current state is equivalent to the leader of the cult, why should he be kind to him.

Although the cult in the lake in the territory was suppressed during this time, the monk came back, and maybe he really went to the temple of Cologne to complain.

Shut it up first, just give him an extra bowl of rice.

The clergy of this kind of world have some supernatural abilities, and Bayer doesn't want to come into contact with them yet.

That's why Baier didn't dare to kill the monk, what if he suffered in prison, became holy after death, and ran to the goddess to tell the truth?

I almost let him go to the informant, and I had to arrange someone to feed him until he died.

Well, it's good to be locked up until the end of your life.

Bair took a sip of wine from the city of Entrat, and was healed by the alcohol and its slightly bitter taste.

With Erlang's legs crossed, he watched Sir Flender train the guards downstairs who could already wield the sword wind.

They will be as strong as the tip of a sword and as a shield.

However, the casting of ranged troops is still at a loss, and there are not many carpenters who can make longbows and arrows in the whole of Bretonnia, and most of them have become retainers of the lord and have been kept in captivity.

Even the construction of Bayer's troops still relies on the equipment transported by the dwarves of the Gray Mountains, and Bayer has canceled the tariff on the equipment, otherwise this batch of equipment will cost about 600 gold coins!

The merchants would not be flown by air once, and the dwarves would then take a batch of ironwood out of the territory, charge a tariff of 60 gold coins, and then paste it into the cost of raising soldiers.

A full-time force of two hundred men was too early for this poor village.

Unless someone suddenly tells Baier that the war can be paid steadily, this group of troops will have to continue to make ends meet.

It's hard to be a lord, it's hard to be a lord, it's even harder to be a poor lord.

Bair slumped in his chair, the tip of his nose twitching slightly.

What does it taste like? Fragrant.

The next moment, a pair of soft arms wrapped around Beyer's neck, making his old face red.

"Ellie, how did you get in?! I've locked the door! ”

The beautiful woman whispered a word in his ear, which made him creepy.

"Picking locks, climbing over walls, climbing, and bribing servants, what do you like?"

Bayer pushed the sick girl away, her mental state was somewhat problematic.

There don't seem to be normal people in this world, no... There are green skins, demons and other things waiting for an opportunity, and there are normal people who are strange.

Bair said righteously. "Next time, please knock on the door and open it, that's basic etiquette, isn't it?"

The girl put her hands behind her back, like a little rabbit that had done something wrong, and bent down slightly, her cheek brushing Beyer's face.

"Yes, my lord~"

Then he threw down a piece of brown paper, walked out of the door, bowed gently, and closed it again, like a lovely elf.

Baier shook his head, there are really elves in this world, then they must have some problems with their heads.

Byer picked up the brown paper on the table, which was supposed to be something that his "virtuous helper" wanted to tell him.

Declarations and notices are written on it in rare red ink, and the contents of which are probably the.

I am the king of the knights of Cologne, and the Lionheart Raune Leo Cornwall has taken the oath of the sword of Cologne, and now that the greenskins are raging, the knights should be out.

It is necessary to do a good job of cleaning the green skins of the territory and reconnoitring the camp.

He himself will expel the beast in the name of the king.

But only the content that is not nutritious is really not interesting, and what makes Bayer's attention is the method of dealing with the green skin in the final payment project.

It says that a green-skinned ear can go to Cologne for two silver coins!

I burned a thousand of them only a month ago!

A green skin is two ear handles, that is four thousand silver coins, two hundred gold coins!

Two months of maintenance fees for your own troops, things that can make your wallet rich, and you can also get praise from within the country.

A fire burned it all?!

Baier took out his cloth armor, he really didn't have the money to buy plate armor, and then put on his weapons and equipment, and put on chain mail.

Shout to Sir Flender below the castle.

"We're out on patrol!"

The castle brought out fifty men and two handsome horses, and circled around the castle for a distance of 3 kilometers.

The main reconnaissance sites are the trade roads and the nearby farmland.

Lords are usually willing to take on such tasks, and many lords of Bretonnia have made a circle of their territory every day for their own entertainment.

They would enjoy the preferential treatment of the inhabitants, worship, and then ensure the safety and nobility of their territory.

But the place of Baier is too simple and simple, and the inhabitants did not wait to see him as a lord before, and there are no materials to take care of, and the vicinity cannot be said to be a green-skinned breed, but can only be said to be full of goblins.

But most of those who would come to him were heavily armed, such as the dwarven army or other lords' guards.

As a result, he was reluctant to clear the road at all, but today, not only is he motivated, he also wants to clean up the green skins in the neighborhood at once.

The guards had not been out for a long time, and now they not only had meat to eat, but they also did not need to continue their farm work, and even though the training was hard, they still felt excited.

Now, they're tired of their own people's teamwork, and they just want to taste the flesh and blood of their enemies!

In this way, the lord needed money, the soldiers needed rivers of blood, and the troops of 50 people went out in a mighty way.

Along the way, they also passed by the Fort of Entrat and met nearby villages.

However, because of the last war, the number of greenskins in the vicinity has decreased dramatically.

It wasn't until late evening that Byer spotted a dense trail of green footprints on the side of a road.

The old rule, dismount, lower the military flag, and turn it into a surprise war, so you don't need to maintain morale with flags and war horses.

This time, there is no fool knight to bother, and you have to play with momentum in the first wave!

Looking at the number of footprints, the number of orcs may be about a hundred, which is 20 gold coins!

If the attack is successful, it will be fine to have extra meals in the evening.

The chain mail was not too heavy, and there was not much obstacle to the march in the forest, but the sound of people huddled together was too obvious.

Fearing that they would be spotted by the enemy if they got too close, Bayer ordered the soldiers to disperse, and at the moment their individual strength was very good, keeping a five-meter gap to maintain the search range and support each other.

When the forest suddenly disappeared, they found about 500 meters of flat land, houses made of wood and iron, disgusting totems, constant screams and a musty smell of mushrooms.

What made Baier hesitate was that the totem of the tribe actually had a flag on it.

It was a dark blue with a yellow crescent moon in it, and a strange smile was drawn on the moon's face like a child's graffiti.

The state of this camp is also very strange, in addition to the orc boys, there are many goblins with black robes.

And instead of being called the Boss, he is headed by a strangely dressed goblin.

They pinched their high-pitched voices, instructing the greenskins to work.

And the proximity of a large number of mortals also attracted the attention of the other side, this was not the chaotic environment of the previous battlefield, and the tip of the goblin's nose trembled slightly

"There are humans!" A sharp shout like an air raid siren sounded.

Baier immediately ordered the troops to gather, and secretly cursed this goblin nose in his heart, next time he had to prepare some scent bunkers!