At this time, the aristocratic troops are converging towards the Blood Lion City, and the Marquis's food collection team is also running in the direct domain, the coming war has made the local economy like a fire, and the major chambers of commerce have made a lot of profits by selling military supplies, but there is only one person standing behind these organizations.

It is worth mentioning that the most expensive at present is not food and weapons, but slaves, especially men in the prime of life with some fighting ability, who are generally sold for more than two gold coins.

Tipeon rode on a horse tethered to the public carriage station next to him, and walked side by side with his allies, the real number of troops under his command was about 5,000, in order to make up this scale, at the end of last autumn, he even did not hesitate to borrow 2,000 soldiers from the superior nobleman Boreas, as well as 200 war horses, and finally assembled 400 regular knights, which was already a desperate gamble.

After the battle, if he didn't have enough military exploits to build up, even as the second son of the marquis, he would inevitably cut the lord and seize the land, and on the side of the Bereas, he owed a high price.

"I don't think you're going to let your anger go unchecked." Jiang Yuan said, in addition to the black hunting suit, he put on a layer of leather armor made by himself, the material came from the dead griffin, and the texture was tough and light.

"People always have one or two impulses." Tipeon replied with a smile.

The two of them followed the main road to the Marquis's Castle, a square building, surrounded by canals in the city, and densely packed with towers, and when they stepped over the drawbridge and entered the city gatehouse, the shouts of "His Highness Charlier has arrived" were passed to the interior in turn, and every important nobleman had this courtesy, and many would be flattered after seeing the sword master who guarded the gate.

After entering the marquis's residence, the field of vision suddenly widened, and in front of him was a field of flowers and meadows, which had a sharp contrast with the urban area outside, and the outer walls of the castle extended from left and right to the back, connecting with the walls of the Blood Lion City, forming an area similar to a large urn city, which was a slightly strange layout.

"The original Castello said that blood lions should live in the wilderness, and of course, castles still exist." Tipeon quietly admired the scenery in front of him.

In the flower meadows, there were nobles' guards hunting wild beasts on horseback, and outside the castle, which was green and brown, open-air feasts had been spread, and there were not only men preparing to participate in the war, but also many maidens and women, which could easily have happened once the nobles of Asra had gathered.

The marquis never appeared, and in the family duel, the strongest force will be excluded, so as not to rise to the level of a real harsh battle, and the vassal convocation will also have a variety of meanings, taking on the role of blind date, socializing, and standing in line.

Presiding over the meeting was the marquis's third son, the heir, Momicelle Castaro, who was now walking towards this side with a hu, his appearance was relatively handsome, he was only eighteen years old, wearing white and gold light armor, and a bear claw clasp linked to a pure white cloak, fluttering in the wind behind him.

"Look, this is my good brother, damn old thing should really send him to the Silver Palace to be a rootless." Tipeon smiled gently, and when his mouth was open, outsiders might think he was seriously missing something.

"Senior magician, no wonder you're so miserable." Jiang Yuan looked at the young man who was getting closer, according to the report of the spy force, the eldest son of the Castello family went out to be an adventurer ten years ago, it is said that this incident almost made the marquis mad at that time, and then died tragically in the Demon Continent, becoming a laughing stock among the nobles, giving up the right to inherit and wandering, obviously no one approved of this behavior, and then it was Tipeon who took over the position of heir.

"Your Highness, you are indeed as beautiful as the rumors." Mizelle raised his right hand over his left chest on horseback and made a common greeting with a gentle gesture, "It's just that my judgment needs to be strengthened when mixed with my brother who is not a weapon." ”

Beside the young earl, the gray-eyed sword king did not have the leisure of his companions, he quietly grasped the hilt of the sword at his waist, and the gray eagle on his shoulder firmly pressed his wings to his body.

"Take him away, don't get in the way of the eyes." Jiang Yuan's tone was as cold as ever.

The Grey Eagle Sword King let go of the hilt of his sword, turned around and punched Mizelle in the neck, the blood supply stagnant caused a brief period of intense vertigo, and the moment the heir lost consciousness, the Sword King grabbed him and put it on his shoulder, ready to turn his horse's head and leave.

"No, Brother Gray Eagle, you make me want to laugh cautiously......" Before Tipeon could finish his words, Sen Ran's breath swept through his mind, and a long sword carved with a griffin pattern reached his neck, and the sharp tip of the sword pierced the skin, allowing a line of blood to slowly remain.

He could only raise his hands to show that he was just talking.

Jiang Yuan collected the sword, these two brothers are not good, Mizelle's original intention was to let himself break out a conflict with the Gray Eagle Sword King, so as to further tie this king-level combat power to the carriage, after all, there are nobles not far away, and making a move is equivalent to a real statement, as long as the Gray Eagle Sword King is honestly standing in the Mizel camp in the eyes of outsiders, this guy can borrow the influence of the other party, and more importantly, the Sword King and the Marquis are close friends who can share women, which even adventurers know.

As for Mizelle's brother, Jiang Yuan glanced at him and said indifferently: "Next time, we'll see you on the battlefield." ”

It is normal for a person to die in chaos, and it is difficult to hide it in front of everyone, whether it is the heir of the marquis who died or not.

"It was my gaffe, and the apology was served." Tipeon seemed to be really apologetic, but this was naturally a disguise that the two of them knew, the two sides did not have any friendship, they simply used each other, he needed the infantry and knights of Shaliyah, and the other party needed his own relationship to participate in the feast, compared to the many heirs who were clustered, it was undoubtedly more grand than the reward he gave.

On this basis, the two of them continued to move forward as if nothing had happened.

Mizelle's coma attracted a noticeable amount of attention, but not much, in essence, he and the nobles were vassals of the marquis, and being too close would only make the feudal lord wary, where the grasp of scale was a basic quality for the attendees, and it was the chief knight who did it.

The long table in front of the castle was covered with a golden cloth, and the young maid came and went to make sure the food was kept warm at all times, and the door at the back was kept open, so that if anyone wished, they could lead the maid to the guest room to play, regardless of whether it was daylight or not.

The huge map was spread out on the flat ground, and the task of assigning the battle was Count Tasgar, Mizelle's uncle and brother of the current Marquise.

Many nobles sat on elaborate wooden chairs, and the four counts of Kohre, Leiden, Prest, and Brand sat in the front seats, all of whom were the great lords of the south-central part of the Norfos plain, and the rest of the viscounts exceeded ten.

Jiang Yuan nodded in response to everyone's gestures, and sat down to participate in the meeting at the head of the right side.

“…… I don't think your real strength will be more than 50,000. ”

"Don't be so pessimistic, I brought 30,000 people with me."

"My family is no less than that of the Kohre."

"This number is too small, there is no 100,000 army, how can it match the dignity of the marquis."

"There are tens of thousands of knights alone."

Count Tarsgar's first sentence aroused everyone's dissatisfaction. He looked at the prince of the previous generation, hoping that the young man would be a little more cheeky than this group of guys.

"I only brought 50,000 yuan, which is not as good as your predecessors." Jiang Yuan said calmly.

Tipeon leaned back slightly, he felt that his army of 30,000 was exaggerated enough, and even more politely the other party was on the same level as him not long ago.

Eyes of admiration came to them, and in just one sentence, the four counts accepted the new member of the upper echelons.

It is worthy of the king's blood.

Tasig was silent for a long time, it was like a raccoon dog.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this duel is not for you to fight the autumn wind, it is the duty of the courtiers to be loyal to the feudal monarch."

"As long as I can feed my knights, it's okay to be loyal to the death." Count Kohret said that he was rather rugged in appearance, tall and muscular, like a hill.

The other three also agreed, although they were all the courtiers of the marquis, it did not mean that Tasg could ride on their heads, assigning combat tasks was a great power, and the other party must not be allowed to have the opportunity to act recklessly.

Tipeon watched this scene with great interest, and the expression on his face was eager to participate immediately, but it was a pity that he was the direct blood of the Castello family after all, and he could not openly stab the family in the back.

"I'll send someone to check the size of your army." Tasgar gritted his teeth and said, "In terms of the number of results, double the amount of food, grass and ordnance allocated to you, and sell it or not at will." ”

"A vassal has no right to promise the assets of a feudal king." Tipeon finally seized the opportunity and spoke, and now the other party was on the opposite side of the family.

"I'll take care of it myself." Tarsgar looked at his titular nephew, his gaze cold as a blade.

"I suggest that the combat mission should wait until your verification is completed before releasing it, otherwise it is easy to make errors." Jiang Yuan said that the market price of slaves has far exceeded that of the same period, but from this point of view, it is estimated that it will have to rise by a large margin, and the more people there are, the more grain, grass, and ordnance they will get.

The Tasgar in front of him may be just a chess piece, the real master of the Blood Lion City catalyzes the flourishing of interests through him, and the major local chambers of commerce in the city have prepared sufficient slave reserves in advance, and it is impossible to say that there is no problem behind the scenes.

"What Your Highness said is exactly what I want."

"Yes, the battle should be accurate."

"I hope it doesn't take too long."

After a pointless discussion, the battle meeting was forced to end, and Count Kohret dragged a young maid towards the castle rooms, and the other nobles left their seats.

Jiang Yuan got up, ready to find a room to continue cultivating Dou Qi, after more than half a year of tempering, the vaporization liquid has been completed by two-fifths, this is an accumulation process that is difficult to trick, once it succeeds, it will be able to use the Sword Master's signature Dou Qi Slash.

St. Ding quietly came to his side to perform his guard duties, and ten alchemist attendants who acted as guards instigated their horses and began to hunt wild beasts in the flower meadows for dinner.

I have been on duty for the past few days, and I have a chapter after waking up

(End of chapter)