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"Surround all these murderers who wounded Master Niza!" The city guards, under the guidance of the mercenaries, swarmed up and surrounded the barbarian archers and light cavalry in the middle, "Who are you? Don't you know that it is against the law to injure nobles in Rivacheze?"

"Who are you!" The fat man still had a little alcohol on his face, and looked at the city guards around him with a displeased expression, spreading his palms, and the white thorn pattern heraldic ring shone in the sun, "I am the Marquis of Dustan of Zhivadin, are you going to punish me too?"

Last night's beating had already been thrown out of the clouds by him, and he was surrounded by a team of low-level city guards, which made the fat man very unhappy

"Lord Marquis Dustan!"

The city guards were obviously shocked, and even the mercenaries who led the way turned pale with fright, the name "Marquis Dustan" is now in Riwacheze, but it is the name that appears most frequently in the streets and alleys

From the falcon territory to the defeat of the Kujits, the always conservative and proud people of Nzawa suddenly found that in the Satemour region not far from them, a legendary epic is being staged, everyone loves heroes, not to mention that when the kingdom is in danger, the peerless heroes who turned the tide, the white dazzling thorn pattern coat of arms, like a violent wind, swept the hearts of the people of the Riwa Cha, and eclipsed all the wealthy families in the city

This is the ruthless character who really defeated the Kujits, a big man who sneezed, and the south will be shaken three times, and the spears of tens of thousands of soldiers under his command can easily stab the Riwa car into a hornet's nest, and let a team of city guards like him take care of this master, isn't he looking for death

The captain of the city guard looked at the mercenary with resentment in his eyes, this pockmark is not pockmark, this is called a pit man, I knew that it was such a master, even if I gave more money, I didn't come, the captain of the city guard hurriedly saluted respectfully, "Honorable Marquis, I think this must be a misunderstanding!"

"Misunderstanding!" The fat man glanced at the captain of the city guard dissatisfiedly, the frightened captain of the city guard broke out in a cold sweat, the fat man didn't want to worry too much about this kind of little person, not to mention that there was still something to do now, and waved his hand, "Since it was a misunderstanding, forget it this time, I don't want to be harassed again!"

"Yes, the little one understands" The captain of the city guard wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and a group of city guards immediately escorted the mercenaries away,

"Elder Tofira, what do you think of my mention" The fat man continued to mobilize Tofira with a flattering face, and was already planning the formation of the barbarian longbow in his heart, the fat man looked at the hesitant Tofira, and continued to increase his weight, "As long as the Thorn Tribes are willing to migrate to Frendi, I can exempt you from land tax, and give you the mountains and forests there as hereditary land, no nobles and lords have the right to take it back, but you must also bear certain responsibilities"

"It's finally here!" Tofila had long felt that this matter was not so simple, the fat man of Satsuma was so eager, he must have some plan, but the tinkle of the poor in the swamp, thinking of the fat man's question just now, couldn't help but be embarrassed and said, "My lord, we really haven't crossed the swamp, we really don't know the situation on that side!"

"Misunderstanding!" the fat man said with a bold smile, "I don't need you to cross the swamp, as a territorial citizen who does not pay taxes, you are obliged to provide me with 2,500 longbowmen for military service, this condition should not be demanding!"

"2,500 longbowmen!" Tofila blinked his eyes, in the 100,000 Thornwa tribe, 2,500 longbowmen said not much, said a lot less, this is a big problem related to the entire tribe, naturally we have to ask more clearly, according to the description of the merchants, Tofila asked, "The people we provide are not treated the same as your Samor soldiers, such as military merit awards, land rewards, and title promotions"

"Of course it's the same, in our Samori, there is no discrimination!" The fat man already felt Tofi's heart, his longbowman team was about to fall into his pocket, and at this time he needed to add another fire to himself, "Not only are the above conditions the same, but I can also let you thorns be the commander of this longbowman team"

"In that case, it would be great" Elder Tofila finally made up his mind, the general direction was determined, and then there were some details of the problem, the fat man promised to pay 10,000 gold coins in advance to the Thorn Wa tribe, so that they could buy food in the Riwa Cha to facilitate the long journey, and promised to go to Satamore together when he returned to Zhivadine, first go to the southern swamp to meet the migratory army of the Thorn Wa tribe, and then go to Satour,

The Thorns promised to send 500 longbowmen to the fat man's unit for military training, the commander was tentatively Xestay, and the follow-up personnel would follow the large army to arrive, and finally the two of them signed this historic contract at the tavern table,

This represents the beginning of the expansion of the Samori influence to the surrounding ethnic minorities, laying a solid foundation for the opening of a new commercial waterway, which is known as the "League of Riwaches"

The fat man returned from the tavern to the branch of the business alliance in Riwa Cheze, and the biggest gain of this trip to the south was to envelop the Thorn Wa tribe, which was far beyond the fat man's expectations, and began to prepare to come to make trouble.

The thorn tile longbowman who can wear knight's armor at a distance of 100 meters is not only the natural nemesis of the Kugit heavy cavalry, but also the demon of the knights of the kingdom, which will be an incomparably sharp arrow in the Samori army.

With the Thorn Tile Longbowmen, the Heavy Knights of less than 1,000 men were the targets of slaughter,

The knights are different from the cavalry, not only well-equipped, the armor is difficult to penetrate, and the combat skills are exquisite, but the training is not easy, it often takes a few years but more than ten years to take shape, the fat man is not unmoved to form a heavy knight idea, but the harsh conditions, have to let the fat man give up

"Since you can't have it, let's kill it!"

In the fat man's mind, the last flaw in the Sathero army formation was about to disappear because of the Thorn Tile Longbow Squadron, and behind the Thor's cannon and crossbow group, there would be a hidden arrow that would tear apart the last enemy to rush into the formation

Tong guò this trip to the Riwa Che, the fat man has already felt the strong aristocratic twilight of the Riwa Cha, and the rich culture has made the Dardanelles family, but it has also made it difficult for the Dardanelles family who are trying to reform, and the fixed cultural model and cognitive thinking can not be changed by relying on a more enlightened competitive competition.

It will not be the first to be attacked by nobles like Xestay, and it will definitely not be the last.

"Poor Dardanelles, this is probably a cocoon"

The fat man sighed, and once again set his eyes on the nouveau riche of the private army in the kingdom of Kyoto, judging from the constant front-line military reports, as the Kugit retreated north, the movement of the private army became more and more frequent, and in the west of Frendi County, a private army of 20,000 nobles had been assembled, and the atmosphere of the war had become more and more intense

"Is Salon's game over" because he was drunk yesterday, and the fat man missed today's promotion match for Salon" It's over, Lord Salon, he ......" The guard at the door stopped talking,

"He lost?"

"Yes, Lord Saron lost to a glory-level great swordsman named Chico Huli in the promotion match today, Captain Salon only suffered a small injury, but the opponent also cut off his left arm, and in the end, the referee ruled that Chico Huli won, which is too unfair!"

"Oh, yes" The fat man frowned, it was obvious that the Dardanelles family had done something in this tournament "Tomorrow should be the final, just so I can see who this Chico Huli is!"

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