Section 18: Han Ruowei ()

When Chen Jun and Marty were lingering, a nobleman in another castle was furious, which was Baron Albrecht. At this time, he was visiting the castle of Duke Hanruowei. In the house in the town of Hanruowei he purchased, a humiliating light infantry knelt at the baron's feet. The poor soldier ran in frightened and ran for a whole night before reaching Hanruowei's castle. Now he was scolded by the baron and felt so depressed.

"So, all my troops in Mark are done? Yes?" Baron Albrecht did not wear armor at this time, but wore a jacket made of red velvet and a shawl with an otter skin, which looked elegant and luxurious. The buttons of the jacket were gemstones, emitting dazzling light in the light. There was a wide blue band around his waist that symbolized the privileges of the nobles to be equipped with a sword.

"Yes, yes, sir." said light infantry warriors.

"But I remember that no one could threaten me anywhere. Can you tell me what's going on?" The baron narrowed his eyes and looked at the light infantry in front of him with his slender and deep gray-white eyes. He was very angry. He could only get the recognition of Duke Han Ruowei through many means and financial resources. He was only a little bit able to become a vassal with a fief. But now his troops have been hit hard. It is foreseeable that his prestige will be suspected. The duke will likely change his mind to accept himself as a vassal, and honor and land will be far away from him.

"It was Mark's new lord, Sir Schwab, who was the one who defeated Sir Jom. He laid a trap in the forest and lured Sir Jom's team to the cliff. Where did they ambush Sir Jom." Although the light infantry regretted the idea of ​​running to seek credit, they could only bite the bullet and tell Baron Albrecht about the situation.

"Idiot, idiot, do I have to do everything myself?" Baron Albrecht was shaking all over. He turned around and took a deep breath. The light infantry raised his head curiously to look at the baron. Suddenly the baron pulled out a sharp short sword from his waist and turned around and stabbed into the light infantry's neck. The sudden change made the light infantry not react yet. He opened his eyes wide and watched the short sword pierced into his neck effortlessly. Blood poured out from the wound, and a terrible cough sound in his throat. The two barons' guards stepped forward to grab the light infantry and then dragged the light infantry's body out. Except for the blood marks left on the ground, nothing had happened here.

"Sir Baron, it seems that this new owner of Mark is quite difficult to deal with." The adjutant wearing thick cotton leather armor stood beside him and said.

"Hmph, a cunning trick, I will teach that kid how to fight." The Baron picked up a wool cloth and wiped the blood from the dagger. He then said to his adjutant, "Cancel the holiday of the knights immediately, and order the team to gather to recruit some volunteer soldiers. I will go to meet the Lord Mark's Lord in person."

After saying that, the barons inserted their daggers back into the scabbard at their waists, and put their clothes out of the house. Han Ruowei was the most prosperous town in the north. Merchants and citizens were crowded with noise on the stone-paved streets. The shops on both sides of the street were displaying a wide range of goods, from the most ordinary daily necessities to the complete set of armor placed on wooden racks of blacksmith shops. In the center of the town was a castle surrounded by a solid wall, where was the Duke of Manfred de Ferdinand, the most authoritative nobleman in the north of the Pubruce Empire and his family.

The Baron rode his horse and walked to the gate of the city with his adjutant and his entourage. The Baron who often entered and exited the castle had long been recognized by the guards, and the guard quickly let the baron in. As the most respected companion and trusted friend of the king in the north, Duke Ferdinand was enjoying lunch with his family at this time. On both sides of the long table were his wife and two daughters. His only son served as a knight beside the king, so he was not in the castle. At this time, a servant came to the duke and bent down and whispered something in his ear. After hearing this, the duke pushed his plate away and prepared to leave.

"What's wrong? Dear." The Duchess wore a luxurious dress, sewn with mink fur on the corners of the dress, and her hair was covered with veils. She wore a circle of golden crowns on her head, which were inlaid with various colors of agate and other gemstones.

"Nothing, our friend Baron Albrecht is visiting." The duke said to his extravagant wife. The duchess used up almost the entire territory for those luxurious supplies, forcing the duke to borrow money everywhere. Fortunately, Baron Albrecht gave it to the duke a lot of money to solve the problem.

"Enjoy our friends well." The Duchess stretched out his hand and patted the duke. The Duke sighed in his heart as he looked at the gold rings covered with his wife. Baron Albrecht was notorious for his robber style even among the nobles. The Duke, who was originally based on the noble gentlemanly demeanor and chivalrous spirit, said that he would not accept such a troublesome person, but his financial situation did require some money.

"Mom, why did you let that robber come to our castle?" After the Duke left, his young daughter Mary frowned. She was a sixteen-year-old flower girl with thick black hair unique to the Ferdinand family, smooth and round face, small and cute nose, and red lips like roses. She was wearing a white lace-up tights, which narrowly highlighted the curve of the girl's body at the waist. Her wide sleeves drooped to the knees, and her head was wearing a crown ring made of a flower crown, and her hair was braided into thin braids hanging on her shoulders.

"Mary, the Baron is our friend, I don't allow you to speak like this again." The Duchess scolded her daughter.

"That's because he gave you a lot of money." Mary said stubbornly, while her sister was nervously watching her mother and sister.

"What's wrong with this? It's because of the generous gift from the Baron that has helped your father a lot."

"But every son of his money is covered with the blood of innocent people, he is a criminal and a murderer."

"Enough, Mary, I don't allow you to say some groundless words." The Duchess said in a furious manner. The wool dress with marten fur on her was given to the Baron. The Baron said attentively that only this most luxurious dress deserves the Duchess' noble temperament.

"I'm ready to eat." Mary pushed her plate away and stood up quickly, leaving the long table. Her sister hurriedly chased her out. The Duchess angrily put down her food and her chest was violently up and down for a long time.

"Duke, there is news." As the Duke walked through the dome gallery, a man wearing a black hood and a thick linen cloak approached, and the guards following the Duke did not stop it, because they knew it was the Duke's nighthawk, a group of people who were active everywhere to bring news to the Duke.

"What news?" the Duke frowned and glanced around with his brown eyes and asked.

"About Baron Albrecht."

"oh?"

"The Baron's team was hit in a Knight Freeland called Mark to the south, and the plundered teams were all destroyed."

"Hiss. Who did it?" the duke asked curiously. Although the Duke who wanted to destroy the baron's troops could do it, a small knight's free territory would definitely not have such strength. You must know that the amount of troops borne depends entirely on the size of the territory, because taxes, food and manpower all come from the land.

"A local lord, named Sir Faroud Von Schwab."

"Feng? Is it from the border family in the east?"

"I don't know, it's the castle I received not long ago."

"How many people do he have?"

"There are less than a hundred people, among them serfs."

"It is impossible for the Lord to be above, how could the Baron be defeated?" The Duke shook his head and said incredibly. He did not believe the Nighthawk's words, but it was too unbelievable.

"Before the war, Sir Schwab sent people to cut off the bridge, and covered the forest with traps, and then lured the Baron's men to the cliff, where they ambushed the Baron's men."

"Ah, what a superb strategy." The Duke opened his eyes wide and amazed at the strategies of each link. What kind of wise men could think of it, and how difficult it was in the implementation process. As long as one error occurs, it may backfire. But the other party did. The Duke waved to Nighthawk with his lips pursed, "I understand, you go down."

"Yes, noble lord." Nighthawk pulled the hood forward and turned away. The duke came to the hall with a sigh of emotion. Where was the baron waiting for the audience.

"My lord, my most respected duke." When the baron saw the duke, he hurried forward to hold the duke's hand, then leaned down and kissed the ring on the duke's hand, and said humbly.

"Hello, my closest friend." The Duke said to the Baron with a smile, courteous and unreliable status. The Duke wore a dark green wool velvet robe, and embroidered with gold thread on the robe with countless small red dragon patterns like the flags hung in the hall. The Red Dragon is the clan emblem of the Duke of Han Ruowei's family. Compared with this great nobleman with a long history, the Baron was like a country bumpkin nouveau riche. A jealous look flashed in the Baron's eyes, but he quickly concealed his humility.

"Great Lord, I come today to swear allegiance to you. From now on, the sword in my Baron Albrecht's hand will serve you. I swear in the name of the Lord that I will protect the rights and property of you and your legal heirs..." Baron Albrecht said on one knee and stroked his chest with his hands, but was interrupted by the Duke before he finished speaking.

"Haha, my friend, don't be so anxious. I know you are desperate to serve me, but I think it's too early." The Duke smiled and helped Baron Albrecht up and said, his expression was so gentle as if he was a generous elder.

"Since that's the case, I'll leave first, Lord Duke." Baron Albrecht looked silent and barely stood up. The Duke talked to him about some interesting things in the territory before letting him go,

"This damn old fox, he must have known about Mark." The baron walked out of the castle changed his modest expression in front of the duke. He said to his adjutant fiercely, "Order the troops to set off immediately, I will tear the boy who messed with me into pieces."
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