That's very badass

Chapter 52

A cavalry troop of thirty or so was running in the forest, or the grass was swaying, which meant that there were animals running, or a group of birds were startled, and the sound of fluttering could be heard endlessly.

Today's sun is a bit dazzling, shining on the ground through the gaps in the forest, forming circular spots of light.

Some of them fell into the puddles, which were really dazzling. From time to time, armored cavalrymen flashed in the puddles that were not dry on the ground, or took a handful of water and sprinkled them nearby, forming small puddles. It will not be long before it will be absorbed by nearby trees and grasslands and become nutrients for their growth.

They galloped all the way along this newly opened road, except for the sound of driving horses from time to time, and the sound of horseshoes, there was no other sound, a scene of peaceful years.

This forest was the territory of trolls five months ago, and now it has become the territory of humans. What people did not expect was that it was won by an attack of less than a thousand people.

If it weren't for the relative safety and spacious roads, no one would ride a horse in the forest, especially the cavalry galloping out of the Evernight Forest.

The previous temporary stronghold had been occupied by the stingy Baron Powell, because he was worried about what kind of tricks these mercenaries would play, so he was sitting here personally during this time.

During this period of time, he has been tortured enough, and the servants he brought have also been tortured enough by him.

Roland himself is not a person who is used to enjoyment, so the living conditions here are very simple, such as leaky roofs, leaky houses and rough furniture.

All this made the baron feel very uncomfortable. Once, he was pierced by a burr on the chair, causing him to curse people for a whole day. Everyone he met was in bad luck.

And this is just because it is too cold in winter, and the fur is covered on it for warmth. He, who relies on servants for everything, has never thought about this problem at all.

The soldiers on duty at the city gate were playing with their spears boredly, drawing a letter on it with their fingernails from the front view.

Suddenly, the sound of horseshoes came to his ears, and he immediately grasped the weapon and stood up straight.

Looking up, the first thing that catches the eye is the powerful limbs of the horse, and the iron hooves stepped on the ground, kicking up the mud.Soldiers in full armor sat on the horses. They were straight, and their lances were hung in the special utensils next to the saddle and headgear.

He held the reins in his left hand and put his right hand on his waist. He looked ready to take out his lance and charge at any time, as if a torrent of steel was pouring in.

Seeing the cavalry rushing fast, the soldier dropped his weapon in fright, shouted "enemy attack", and ran to the inside of the stronghold, shouting enemy attack as he ran.

Seeing the guards acting like this, Roland, who was covered by a mask, smiled and led the cavalry past the stronghold.

The offensive posture was of course what Roland ordered the soldiers to do. Who told Baron Powell to treat people like this? Today I just gave him a little trouble, but in the future, I just made him cry.

Although he wanted to see Baron Powell very angry and couldn't express himself, time was money, and money was his lifeblood, and he didn't intend to waste time on insignificant people.

Just like humans would not go out of their way to crush an ant.

Baron Powell, who was frightened by the enemy attack, stood on the military road and looked at the cavalry retreating. His bad mood suddenly worsened. Of course, he could only be helpless and furious, because Roland and the others were just passing by.

This is just the gibberish of a 'timid' soldier.

After teasing Baron Powell, Roland and the others found a village and tied their horses to graze. They ate in the village, and after the horses had eaten and rested, they continued on the road until the next rest. or night.

The treatment he received when he entered the village this time was different from the first time he entered the village. How miserable he was then, he is now so 'arrogant'.Of course, this arrogance does not mean being domineering, but being domineering.

Looking at their team of well-equipped cavalry, the head of the village shouted at each other, and even the boys in the village offered to help them lead and feed the horses.

He even took the initiative to bring out the best food for the gentlemen to enjoy without even asking for instructions.During the meal, he stayed with them all the time. Every time Roland and the others said something, they would flatter him.

Roland was dumbfounded watching, and couldn't help but feel a little bit emotional, the feudal nobles still knew how to play.The leader's desire to survive is also extremely strong, although Roland and the others have no malicious intentions.

In fact, these serfs were so frightened by some nobles. They had no force to support and no way to sue.

Oh, that's wrong, there are connections, but go beyond your own master and sue a higher-ranking master?Or sue your master to your master?Or sue the master who is at the same level as his master?

The picture is too beautiful.These are just a cover for their self-promotion, seriously, you lose.

Because they had never been to Duke Osborne's city, they could only walk along the main road after passing through Viscount Whitnet's territory, and at the same time asked for the way.

This also made it necessary for them to deal with other nobles. So Roland did not go to any big lord, but asked some barons in small castles. Along the way, he was not ridiculed.

Of course, among them, Roland's traditional project is also indispensable, which is to beat other people's knights.Oh, no, that was a discussion, yes, a friendly discussion, at least that's what Roland said.

From the beginning, he just liked the feeling of fighting, those knights could always play with him for a while, yes, you read that right, he called it play.

By now, it has become a crushing battle, no experience at all, but full of fun.

Of course, he didn't just have a bad taste, after all, he would offend some petty villains no matter what, and he did it to make his own reputation, so that he could add a little bit of points when he won the title in the future.

It cannot be said that in the future, at the knighthood meeting in Calradia's pioneering territory, if you ask others during discussions and find that no one has heard of this person, it will create a very embarrassing situation for the parties involved.

He can't tell others by himself how powerful he is.

If everyone has heard of this person to some extent, at least they know that he is very brave.

So for example, when it was originally possible to make a baron or not, reputation would play a role at this time. It would appear during the discussion, so that the king would also know about it, perhaps earlier, then It will be the final word.

The so-called hearing is believing, seeing is believing, so it is not too much to challenge and ask for a rectification of the name.

But you can't brag if you are not capable. You, a person without a title, cannot be compared with those nobles. They will spontaneously maintain their own reputation.

Just as they believe others will uphold their reputation.

So that's why so many nobles have come up with so many things that look fair but are actually shit.

Of course, you can't deny that there are indeed some fair nobles.

(End of this chapter)