The fluttering light snow, flying in the tail of this winter, warm and quiet, although it is still a cold wind, but the new shoots of the branches are about to rush out.

This is the northern part of the empire, south of Lake Valen, a place that separates civilization from the ice and snow wasteland, and if you follow the Victoria River of the lake, you can go to the end of the sky, the endless Shijie Sea.

Passing through the vast icy lake, not far away, outside the woods, you can see the unexpected and spectacular scene - the originally calm lake, suddenly appeared hundreds of large ships with white sails, quietly parked there, like soldiers guarding it, solemn and solemn.

They've been here for a week.

Not far from the lake, stands a majestic castle with large bluestone bricks forming its foundation, surrounded by five-meter-high watchtowers, and it is already luxurious for the scale of the castle!

You know, to build such a large fortress like a town, the need to invest manpower and material resources is unimaginable, it can be said that this place must have been a very important checkpoint in those years, and it was heavily garrisoned, it is not difficult to imagine that it was very majestic and magnificent!

Yes, back then, not now.

The high walls were covered with greenery, weeds were coming out of the dirt, the flags that should have been raised high were long gone, and the ruined gates creaked,

What was once glorious is now in tatters.

At the center and rear of the castle, there is a rather tall bunker, six meters high, this thing is the impression of the castle, it is generally the residence of the lords, and it is more ornately built, and its first floor is a fairly spacious hall, which is generally the place where the lords receive guests, hold banquets, deal with territorial affairs and have meetings with knights.

Generally, this kind of place will cause people to have a lot of associations: secret passages, traps, secret rooms, etc. But in fact, as long as it is spacious enough, there is nothing, at most it can have some windows, tables and chairs or something, which is enough for the lord to earn enough face at the banquet.

In the spacious hall, the firewood in the fireplace crackles, and the marble floor is covered with thick animal skins, which makes people feel extremely warm.

In the center of the hall was a long wooden table, sturdy oak soaked in oil and scratched everywhere, looking very vicissitudes, it must have been covered with a bright tablecloth painted with patterns, right?

At the end of the long table was a sturdy ebony chair with a squeak, sitting on it was a middle-aged man with a scar on his left eye, wearing a somewhat old knight's robe, but holding an extraordinarily gorgeous long sword in his hand.

On either side of him, there sat a group of strong men who looked even more difficult to mess with, either with axes or chopping knives around their waists, and their messy hair was pinned into braids, although they all carried all kinds of gems, gold or silver jewelry, but they only had thick animal skins on their bodies to keep out the cold, like nouveau riche in the deep mountains and old forests, sitting on the chairs on both sides of the long table in a big way, but how awkward to look.

Although they sat crookedly, their eyes were all staring at the other end of the table, a young man in a white robe, who looked like a hungry wolf as if he was going to swallow him in the next moment.

The young man did not seem to have the consciousness that he would be turned into pieces of meat at any time, and there was a faint smile on his handsome face, his eyes drooping peacefully, waiting for an answer, and from time to time he would touch the hilt of the stabbing sword at his waist, as if something not much stronger than a toothpick could give him a great sense of security.

"What do you think? Dear Colster...... Mr. Some of the impatient young men, pondering the words, whispered slowly, "About the proposal of my master, the merciful Lord Theodore Julian!"

Before he could react, he felt as if he had suddenly fallen into an ice cave, and a thousand thorns seemed to be pierced in his back!

"Damn it, shut your foul mouth, or I'll let you know what it's like to interrupt Boss Colster now!" a barbarian on the side, seeing Colster's appearance, quickly stood up and offered his courtesy, drew his big axe from his waist, and roared with spit stars.

"Baroque, sit down for me!" The voice was not loud, but it seemed so threatening: "Don't startle our guests!"

"Well, you're in luck. Baroque sat back scolding, not forgetting to glare at the other man viciously.

Slowly getting up from his seat, Colster walked around the long table, still holding the long sword tightly in his hand, and looked at the young man who was scared into a cold sweat, and the other party's pretended calm look made him secretly refreshed.

"In all fairness, the conditions that the lord gave us were quite generous, compared to the old men who wanted to get rid of us as soon as possible. As if narrating, Colster said slowly: "But I'm sorry, I still can't agree to such conditions!"

"The conditions can be discussed, my master is much more generous and merciful than you think!" the young man tried to stand up straight, making himself appear more confident: "We only need this castle, and the rest is negotiable." ”

"Herein lies the problem, my dear friend, what your master wants is our home!" said Colster, a sad expression on his face as if he had been a victim, and even the scar seemed to be faded.

"I think you've seen that we're not rich, we're just a bunch of free brothers, short of food and drink, feeding ourselves and those around us on the gifts of good people and what we have taken from those evil businessmen, and now your master wants us to be displaced, what a cruel thing!"

Isn't it just a group of robbers? The young man cursed a few times in his heart, but there was a look of deep sympathy on his face: " I understand your situation very well, so my master does not want you to leave here, but to join us, and your food, weapons, and lodging will be provided by the adults, and your families will be given a share of the land and livestock, and if you die for the adults, you will also receive a large pension, and if you are disabled, you will be treated for the disabled, and the adults will find you a decent job without being looked down upon!"

"What a kind adult!" said Colster, as if with emotion, "but we still can't give up our homeland like this!"

The young man gritted his teeth and continued, "And what more do you want?"

"Although we are only a group of free brothers, we still abide by the spirit of knighthood, and such a simple abandonment of the land we hold on to is really not for us to forgive ourselves!" said Colster solemnly: "I will lead my brothers and your lord on the flat ground outside the castle, in a battle between knights, to show our commitment to our land." Of course, no matter what Zuihou wins or loses, we will be loyal to my lordship!"

"A battle, with all due respect, we don't need it at all!" the young man shook his head in surprise, "and my master doesn't want to see any blood shed on either of us!"

"Then go back!

"That's it, the one who doesn't have eggs!"

"Fight or go!"

The voices were chaotic, and the nouveau riche sitting in the chairs stood up and danced and cursed, brandishing machetes and axes in their hands, like a group of enraged bears, eager to bark their teeth at any place they could see, venting their emotions in their hearts.

"Quiet. ”

The sound was as small as a mosquito's call, but Baroque actually noticed it at the first time, and he quickly retracted his seat, it was hard to imagine that such a strong man could have such agility.

But the others apparently didn't notice, especially the guy standing closest to Colster, who was still splashing unscrupulously. But he soon stopped, and the cold touch on his neck made him feel like he had been overcharged, and he stayed there, forgetting to wipe the saliva from the corner of his mouth.

I said...... Peace-quiet-. ”

Colster gently raised the long sword, the bright snow-white sword body wandered back and forth on the man's neck, and the left eye under the scar coldly swept over the people who had been shouting just now. A group of guys who will burst out at any time, like rabbits whose tails have been trampled on, carefully moved back to their seats, looking at their boss pitifully.

With a sneer, Colster slowly withdrew his long sword and carefully inserted it back into the sheath, and the guy quickly sat down, his right hand tightly covering the wound on his neck, and he looked down at it, and his hands were covered with blood.

Turning his head, this guy seemed to change his face, and changed back to his original kind face: "I'm really sorry." But I think you've also discovered that if we don't really fight a battle, we really can't just give up so easily, and besides, I'm afraid it will have an impact on that lord's rule in the future!"

"You don't need to be a daoqian at all, you have a group of loyal brothers, this is something to be proud of!" said the young man with a smile and shook his head, but then put on a sad expression: "Although I regret your choice, I will return to my master as it is, and I hope there will be a happy ending!"

"It's really too much trouble for you!" said Colster with a spring breeze on his face, clutching the long sword in his hand tightly and handing it to the young man: "This, please take it back and return it to the adult." ”

The young man shook his head and retreated to the door: "No, that's a gift from the adults, just let it become a witness of friendship between us!"

"That's great!" Colster quietly put his sword back into his waist, "So, ...... again See you!"

The young man was stunned for a moment, but he still stretched out his right hand, shook Kolster's hand, and then stroked his chest and bowed, and left the hall gracefully.

It wasn't until Colster could no longer see the white figure that the guard at the door closed the door and changed back to his languid and fierce appearance.

Strode back to his chair, leaned back with his hands behind his back, and rested his feet on the long table, shaking and swaying, very contented.

This look made the subordinates sitting next to him look at each other, not knowing what to say, you look at me, I look at you, they don't dare to squeak.

Zuihou still baroque moved his head and emboldened: "Boss~"

"Say whatever you want, don't be like an eggless person out there!" said Colster angrily.

Hearing this, Baroque immediately put his heart back in his stomach, and then said: "You just said that we are going to go out of the city to fight?"

"Is there a problem?" said Colster, squinting at the group.

"As long as we guard the castle, no one can attack it!" a man sitting in the back row stood up: "Wasn't that how it used to be, even if those old men were two or three times more numerous than us, they would have to sneak back in disgrace!"

"yes, that's it!"

"Why do you have to fight each other?"

"It's just, they can't get in anyway!"

A group of people echoed in their voices, the tall city walls and hard towers gave them an inexplicable sense of security, and it has never been their style to have such a haode defense and then go to the other party.

After all, a group of bandit road rage, no matter how much they put gold on their faces, they can't really become knights.

"Are you finished?" Glancing at the group of idiots, Colster said slowly, "Then listen to me!"

"Do you think I'm going to know? In fact, there's a fat pig around here who doesn't know how thick the walls of this castle are? Why else would we be here to mingle, and that duke is not coveting our territory once or twice, but he still doesn't dare to move, isn't it just leaning on this castle? But this time! The other party obviously won't know this, but the other party is still coming!" Colster pointed disdainfully: "Think about it with your nail-big brains, this is weishenme?"

"Because...... How many of them are there?" asked a tentative man.

"Because they have siege weapons, you idiot!" "If I had a few ballistae or trebuchets, even a longbow, but in fact we only had javelins and stones, which might be useful against others, but these toys obviously can't be compared to the big guys!"

"It's unlikely that the big guys will have any chances, but if you don't want to be unlucky, the best way to do that is to fight them in the field, they can't play too many rounds. ”

"But, since they have catapults, what if Weishenme wants to surrender?" the fellow stood up again, and said pitifully, "Wouldn't it be better to wait for us to surrender ourselves?"

"That's a good question, I'm looking at you the other brother now!" said Colster, satisfying himself, using someone else's stupidity to set off his own tallness, and the fool was somewhat clever.

"I think it's the numbers!" he said firmly, "because the other side has fewer people than us, or they can't afford to lose! ”

"Besides, everybody. Colster looked up at his men lying on the table with eagerness in his eyes: "Don't you think this is a good opportunity?"

"Okay, good opportunity?"

"Get rid of our identity and really become a big shot, are you thieves for quite a lifetime?!"

"Yes...... But?!"

"No, do it, do it with me, or die here!" Colster lived like a hungry wolf, and his teeth were bloody: "As long as we kill that man's men, he will have to rely on us, and then we will be nobles, and we will no longer have to hide our heads and tails, and we will never see the light again!"

Rhapsody, ambition filled the soul of the leader of the thieves, his eyes turned red, his face became more and more distorted, and the laughter of night owls echoed in the dilapidated hall: "Hehehehe, hehe, heheha!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!haha

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