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When March came, spring had arrived. The grassland was covered with green grass. The animals that had hibernated for a long time finally had something to eat. They ran out. This grassland ruled by the decaying nobles actually had a long-lost vitality.

At this time, there were rumors in the entire Kingdom of Lanying that the enemies on the sea would invade. But almost no one believed it. It was not that the people who spread the news provided insufficient evidence, but that all the nobles suppressed it.

If it is really proved that the enemy at sea will invade, it must be an army. How could these nobles spend money on military affairs? It is enough for their army to bully the people. Why should they spend money to develop military affairs? Moreover, isn’t this not necessarily a fight? Even if they fight, it may not necessarily be me going to the front line.

What's scary is that almost all nobles have such ideas.

At this time, there were three people in the Kingdom of Lanying, no, now there were four people, and they made actions that affected the future history of the entire Kingdom of Lanying.

A deputy commander of the White Stone Knights requested an order and brought three thousand White Stone Knights to the coastline of the Lansos Plain.

After hearing the rumors, a rural girl began to persuade people to arm themselves.

A noble son killed his father and became the new lord of that place. Strangely, he actually began to prepare for arming, as if he was going to fight a war.

Finally, a new nobleman trained a thousand Teutonic warriors.

...

At this time, two fishermen were bored on the Stephenk coastline. At this time, the temperature of the sea began to slowly rise and the fish began to return. If you don’t fish at this time, there might be no chance in the future.

They sat on the boat, shakingly waiting for the fish to enter the net. Because of the pressure of life, their mesh is getting smaller and smaller, and it has been a long time before they can get the fish.

I don’t know if their descendants can still catch fish in this sea area. Several species of fish have disappeared at this time, but under the pressure of local nobles, these people can only speed up the pace of fishing. If they don’t catch more fish in this season, they may really starve to death due to heavy taxes.

It was not without resistance. It was just that the people who resisted began to establish armed forces, but later they even joined forces with the nobles to oppress their former kind. However, people's lives became increasingly tense.

I heard that the Lord of Sylva was an alternative. He established an army and created people's livelihood. Many wanderers who wandered to him had obtained enough food. The number of people starved to death under his leadership was the smallest. But he seemed no different from the other nobles. He had killed the four lords near him by means of light or darkness. At this time, only a few months after he was awarded the title, there were rumors that he would become a baron.

Most of the nobles with such scheming believe that most of the good reputations under his rule were pretended by themselves. This is a method that the new nobles would use when they rise. Some people lament that if the descendants of this jazz were not mediocre, perhaps a powerful viscount would appear in this place a hundred years later.

Of course, no one would notice at this time. In February, a few elves came to the Jazz's territory, and then the short-haired woman who had been following him was no longer visible.

There are even rumors that the jazz had Teutonic warriors under him, and the number reached one thousand. At the beginning, people were skeptical, but now they don’t believe it at all. With a thousand Teutonic warriors, he would have been a baron long ago with this force.

At this time, the two fishermen saw that there seemed to be ships coming from the coastline. Could it be the passing merchant ship? But there is no specialty in this place, how could such a large ship come here?

The two fishermen looked at each other strangely, and saw a trace of confusion in each other's eyes.

...

Two days later, the young elf nobleman was watching the latest information.

At this time, the door in front of him was opened with a "bump!", and then a female knight wearing golden armor rushed in angrily. Then, she punched the table in front of the elf boy, making a loud "when!" sound. At this time, the tea cup placed on the table suddenly fell to the ground. The tea set of some value became fragments the first time it touched the ground. The red black tea immediately sprinkled all over the floor, dyeing the floor of the place red.

The elf boy stood up and said to the panicked maid, "Clean it up." Then he turned his head and looked at the angry Knight of Glory: "Is there anything wrong?"

"You don't know what I have?" The blonde snorted coldly. She raised her head and looked at the elf boy with a look of indifferent expression in front of her. "Why don't you save them?"

She held the battle report in her hand and slapped the table in front of Ivis. Under the powerful force, Ivis seemed to hear the faint crisp sound of the table.

The elf boy just glanced at the color of the battle report paper and knew what it said. Because he also had one in his hand, he had just studied it carefully just now.

After sighing, the elf boy slowly sat on the chair, took the tea cup handed over by the maid next to him, and took a sip.

"There are pirates robbing a village." The blonde woman's breathing gradually became rapid. "After the robbery, they slaughtered all the people in the village! More than a thousand people died." The blonde woman walked to the elf boy, she lowered her body and looked at the calm elf boy, "You have guessed it long ago, but why don't you go to save them!"

"I'm telling me?" The elf boy raised his head and put the teacup on the table. He looked at the angry Helois, then waved his hand and let the maids retreat.

"I want to see what you have."

"First, that place is one thousand six hundred kilometers away from us." Avis took a sip of the newly brewed black tea, and the slightly hot water fell into his body along his throat. "We need to go through the territory of three great nobles. Will you let a regular army of one thousand people pass through your territory? Especially when this noble has a bad reputation in the noble circle."

Ives paused and continued, "And then, we really came to the Sticks sub-coastline. What I want to say is that this coastline can extend from Box to Annarell."

"I am a god with such a long coastline. I can't know where the pirates are going to attack. I can indeed draw out a few most likely places, but that will disperse my weak troops and may even be destroyed by pirates with superior forces in some areas. I am not a god, and I can't rush to the front line as soon as possible."

"And it's impossible for me to agree to divide the troops. The Vikings have strong combat power. If it's a contest on a regular battlefield, I can only gather all the Teutonic warriors to have some advantages. Fighting guerrilla is another matter, but fighting guerrillas is even more impossible to save that village."

The elf boy put the teacup on the table and then looked at Helois, "And, their deaths are valuable."

"Valuable?" Helois calmed down at this time. She knew that being able to save these people was just her beautiful wish. If they really went, it might be as Avis said, and no one could be saved, but instead he would have lost the army they had finally established.

"This country needs someone to wake it up." Avis said in a deep voice, "If we really save that village, what will happen? Let me tell you - a nobleman who traveled through the territory of three great nobles and defeated a group of pirates. Then they went back proudly. Then there were various conspiracy theories. It was impossible for anyone to believe what the nobleman who defeated the pirates said, "The enemy was about to invade."

"But if this village is slaughtered, then the whole country will be shocked. Because it cannot be a pirate. If a nobleman stands up and says he is going to fight. Believe me, public opinion will still say it is impossible, but everyone will prepare for it secretly."

"And at that time, regular troops will be arranged on the coastline, and our navy will also patrol..."

Helois's face relaxed a little. As Avis said, he almost foresaw everything in the future. Of course, Avis didn't say anything. Those naval and regular troops would be easily destroyed in the next half month. Then there was the defeat of the White Stone Knights. At that time, the Kingdom of Lanying was truly nervous.

But the chaotic cooperation and even the uncooperative battle made this country that had not been through war for a long time retreat. If it weren't for those three people, the country would have destroyed the country within three months.

This is no joke. The Battle of Cambridge was almost an irrepeatable miracle. It was this miracle that gave the Kingdom of Lanying a chance to breathe.

Until the turning point of the Battle of Cambridge, Ives would not make big moves. The number of Vikings invaded for the first time was about 5,000, and then 20,000 people would come to this place one after another.

Note that it is not the kind of private soldiers of the nobles. But... 20,000 formal professionals.

In comparison, a thousand samurai warriors are just one dish.

(Finally... are you going to start?) Ivis took a deep breath of the already warm air, and then looked at the sky beside him.

ps1: Finally, it's about to start... This is what I want to say. The next plot will be very exciting, king, demon, sage, war. Light and darkness, love and blood, justice and evil, depravity and redemption. It depends on whether I can control it.
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