Mercenaries and Adventurers

Keel's glass of cider was the cider he wanted. In the silver wine glass, there was a light golden transparent liquid, with only a little pulp sediment at the bottom of the glass. After finishing the drink in the glass in one breath, Keir was shocked. The drink had been specially chilled before, so it was extraordinarily cool.

It is not advisable to drink too much alcohol at noon, so only one glass of this slightly alcoholic drink was prepared. Keel drank the cider in one gulp, while Mr. Scott just sipped his drink and signaled to Keir to start eating.

Kiel's lunch was a large plate of fried steak on a special plate. Several different kinds of steak were still sizzling at this moment, and the aroma of fat filled the room. Mr. Scott ate much less. Although he was hungry before, his appetite was less than one third of Keir's.

Keel cut a small piece of lamb, stuck it in the spicy sauce with a fork, and put it in his mouth.

The chef's craftsmanship is quite good. The mutton marinated with spices has a strong salty aroma, which just covers the fishy smell of the raw materials. The animal fat on the steak is also fried at the right temperature to give it a fragrance, and it is delicious with the help of a variety of spices.

He then cut a piece of beef steak. This piece of beef was a bit burnt. It was probably fried first, so it was put in the frying pan for a long time, and the moisture in the steak could not be kept, so it was very fragrant. , but the taste is much worse.

The best thing is a whole piece of freshly killed chicken steak. As soon as Keel tasted it, he tasted that this steak was beaten with a small hammer before being marinated, so that the internal muscle fibers of the steak were interrupted, although the feeling was lost. In order to lose the chewiness, the chicken cutlet cut out is a bit soft, but it tastes very delicious, especially when paired with the spicy sauce.

Neither Mr. Keir nor Mr. Scott said anything during the meal. One was really hungry and concentrated on eating, and the other was thinking about the next thing.

Dorne Town is a relatively peaceful and stable supply point for Kiel and his team, where the people can relax a little bit from the tension and exhaustion of being attacked and walking for many days.

At the same time, relatives and friends who have died must have the opportunity to remember and release their grief.

Kiel heard and saw that many young people cried secretly last night and this morning, and some people took out the ashes of their friends in this leisure time. Several people they knew gathered together and held small bags containing the ashes , gathered in a circle to tell about the experiences of these days.

For Keir, this place provides the best convenience for him to replenish his team supplies.

If he didn't come across a safe and friendly town and Dorne, it would be very difficult for him to find a safe place for these hundreds of people to settle down.

Here, he and the various stolen goods seized by the team were also handled very well, and they were barely satisfied. It is not necessary for everyone to carry it on their backs, which makes everyone exhausted on the road.

Afterwards, with the large livestock and second-hand trucks newly added here, the supplies of many teams can be conveniently loaded in the vehicle, and each person only needs to carry a small amount of personal items, so that even the daily walking distance has increased.

"Knight Kiel, how did you eat this lunch? I hope the food in our chamber of commerce will not disappoint you."

Mr Scott finished his meal with some root plants left on his ornate plate, as well as fresh spice leaves of native plants for seasoning.

Keel ate all the steaks, and all the sauces used to dip them were wiped off with the steaks. He picked up the wooden goblet, gulped down the last of the ale, and wiped his mouth before replying.

"It's okay. It would be better if the beef steak can be counted into the frying pan."

"I'll report it to the chef."

After he finished speaking, he pulled the lanyard behind him to let someone come in to pack his things.

Keir said hello, walked out of here, and asked Mr. Scott's men to let the people behind come up to the conversation room.

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It was already the hottest time in the afternoon when Keir arranged the remaining two people to do what they needed to do. Mr. Scott said that he was going to take a nap for a while, and after Keir bid farewell to the middle-aged businessman, Ask Mr. Scott's men to take him to the place where the bloodweed armor is made.

It was still the same horse area that I came to in the morning. From a long distance away, Kiel saw blood licking grass shaking its neck and bullying other horses in the stable.

Due to his overly strong physique, the blood lick always gains an advantage in battles with other horses. It was not until the other horses shrank into the corner of the stable with their heads lowered that this guy held his head high and kept raising his front hoofs to pedal. The grounds, seem to be celebrating yet another 'conquerment' of a stable of horses.

Since all the grooms in the stable knew that the horse was the favorite of a young knight, they neither dared to go up to drive it, nor dared to pull it away and tie it up. They could only gather around the fence of the stable, yelling.

Seemingly knowing that these people were scolding it, the blood licking grass rushed to the edge of the stable fence several times, and bit the groom who said it with his mouth.

"Run! It's coming!"

"It knows we scold it!"

The grooms rushed away, away from the fence, and the blood licking grass could only use its neat and white teeth to bite the wooden fence angrily, biting a large area of ​​the wooden fence made of logs.

Not far away, the craftsmen and apprentices who have moved in to do something, are working enthusiastically, while watching this scene with a smile.

"This horse is really lively. It is estimated that it has bullied other horses a lot before."

"This is a horse used for war. Although it doesn't look like it has been strengthened by any means, it already looks like some knights' horses."

Two craftsmen were working, discussing the knight's war horse.

Keir just came over at this time, he said hello and asked: "This craftsman, do you know something about horse strengthening methods?"

Seeing that it was the Kiel knight, the middle-aged craftsman quickly saluted, then rubbed his hands on the leather apron around his waist, and said cautiously: "I have only seen some strengthened horses and heard related rumors. , the specific things are only qualified to know in your circle of knights."

"It's okay, I'm just listening. You should know that I'm from the Northwest Province in the north. This is the first time I've come to this southern province. You should know my age. I don't know many things. I understand, maybe it’s not as clear as you know.”

Seeing that Knight Kiel was indeed a young man with an immature face, and his speech was not so serious, with a sense of superiority and arrogance of different classes, the middle-aged craftsman let go of his caution and resumed his work , and then explain it to Knight Kiel.

"Master Knight, I also know some simple situations. The first is the general horses, which are divided into four categories."

"The first category is the rough horses used to pull carts and plow the land. There are the largest number of these. Most of them are of poor breed, and those horses that are not good enough in height, weight and physical strength are classified into this category. Of course, some horses that have suffered injuries Most of the excellent horses lost their previous ability after being cured, and most of them have this fate and result.”

"The second category is the horses used by the cavalry that are generally used for war. They are the kind that are physically strong and can march long distances. Among them, the prairie horses in the western provinces basically all meet this requirement."

At this time, another middle-aged craftsman took over the conversation: "So the western provinces heard that the regular army is the strongest, and the noble lords there can easily summon hundreds of cavalry. But they often fight there, and the old and short People fought on the frontier, and men and horses died on the field, so not many people knew about it. I've been there before, and horseshoeed a lot of their cavalry in the fort."

Kiel is quite curious about the battles between humans and dwarves in the western provinces, but he has heard similar stories from Bloodfang, and they are viewed from the perspective of the trapped caravan guards, and the battle scenes are not necessary. I heard someone say it again, he was more curious about how the horse armor craftsman who was a member of the logistics staff, the middle-aged craftsman who had participated in it, thought of the war there.

Perhaps the other party's story can give him a chance to learn more about local wars.

But that's another matter, the middle-aged craftsman who spoke earlier took the words back.

"The third type of horse is the horse you are riding now, Mr. Cavalier. It is stronger than ordinary prairie horses. Its physical strength, weight, weight, energy, and even aggressive character and combat ability are better than ordinary cavalry. The war horses they use. This kind of horse is often used as the choice of heavy cavalry, and it is also an excellent seed for knights to cultivate war horses. It’s not that ordinary horses can’t do it, but I just heard that it’s not easy to strengthen horses, and casualties in this matter There are also a lot of horses. And the cooperative training between the knights and the horses cannot be completed in a short time."

"So, this kind of qualified and excellent horse can better accept 'strengthening'?"

Keel asked.

"Yes, my lord knight. Only a war horse that has been strengthened by a horse can be truly called a knight's combat partner. Well, you may have felt it? When you ride this horse in armor, what is its name, my lord?"

"Bloodlick, a dangerous weed in the western provinces. Its name is this." Keel added.

"Oh, when you put on your armor and rode this blood lick to fight, you probably already felt that compared to yourself, this war horse is the one that needs protection the most, right?"

Keir smiled: "Of course, otherwise, what are you all busy with at this time?"

"Yes Yes."

Everyone who spoke looked at the blood licking grass, and at this time, when they saw the blood licking grass coming from the master, they also put away the arrogance they had seen before, and paced back and forth in the stable obediently, flicking their tails, shaking Shake your head.

If everyone hadn't seen its ferocious appearance before, who would have thought that this well-behaved war horse is the same as the one just now.

"Warhorses that have been strengthened by horses have stronger physiques, load-bearing capacity, jumping and sprinting power and speed, and they are also smarter. They can understand knights' orders and make many battle changes. The most important thing , They can wear heavier and more comprehensive horse armor to ensure the survivability of themselves and knights on the battlefield, and the combat advantage over ordinary soldiers.”

Needless to say, ordinary cavalry has a great combat advantage against infantry itself, and a piece of armor weighs hundreds of kilograms, and the total weight can easily reach tons. The crushing advantage is natural.

All-round rolling.

Keel had seen the war horses of Knight Crow and Knight Lanessa, and sometimes he felt that his fighting ability was slightly stronger than that of the two knight horses. Of course, this was the case when he didn't use all kinds of means and didn't wear armor alone.

"So, this reinforcement, how did your southern province get it?"

Kiel played tricks. He didn't say that he didn't understand this method of strengthening war horses. He just asked about the method in the southern province.

The middle-aged craftsman who has been talking about this matter obviously knows something about this kind of matter. I don't know if he knows it personally or heard it from others.

"My lord, I heard that there are many ways to strengthen, but they are all in the hands of many forces and organizations. A knight I served before, his war horse is a vigorous seaside horse, which can swim for a long time, and can even wear clothes. Crossing the sea with light armor. The lord used many kinds of magical medicines to make his war horse very strong, taller, heavier, and stronger. It is even said that the hair of the horse itself can resist the invasion of magic power and resist the mystery. magical attack!"

"Oh! So powerful? Do you use potions?"

Keir rubbed his chin, thought for a while, and asked again: "What else can I do? Just say what you heard."

"Oh, my lord, I have heard too much. I heard that the knight master casually said that there is a popular method in the central provinces to turn war horses into monsters, or even to turn them into monsters. Besides this kind of In addition to the terrible method and the potion method, there is also the rumor that you can find master magicians, let them cast mysterious magic, and use that to strengthen the horse."

"The church seems to have a solution."

"It doesn't seem to be, or there are." The middle-aged craftsman next to him suddenly interjected, and he continued: "When I was helping the army in the western provinces, I saw the priests of the God of Animal Husbandry. Let a war horse chosen by a meritorious knight become bigger and brighter, and become a **** horse."

"Oh? There's another way, I've never heard of it."

Kiel's eyes lit up, but then he thought that he didn't know anyone from the Church of the God of Animal Shepherd, and that only meritorious knights had this method, so he couldn't help it.

But he can go back and ask Priest Batar to see if the Church of Saturn has any way to strengthen horses, but he doesn't have much hope for it. The Church of Saturn, the relevant power is related to agriculture, even if Those who have enhanced horses are probably also strengthening the weak horses, such as adding physical strength, or adding strength or something.

With such strengthening alone, it is difficult to create a powerful knight warhorse in a balanced manner.

It is not only enough to have great strength, but also to keep up with physical strength, sufficient physical strength, and speed. At the same time, the physical fitness is also an important part. Otherwise, horses cannot wear heavy armor for horses, and if their protection cannot be improved, they will be easily injured and killed. The inability to match with knights has become a key factor in dominating the battlefield.

Of course, Keir didn't think he could eat a fat man in one go. He had a letter of recommendation written by Knight Lanisa in his hand, and he could go to Organ Castle, the capital of the Northwest Province, and directly find someone to help him strengthen his war horse.

It's just that the far water can't quench the near thirst. In this war, it is estimated that the blood licking grass will not be able to become a qualified knight war horse.

Of course, he himself is not a qualified new knight warrior, and it is enough for him and his horse to make do with the current situation.

After talking for a while, Keir no longer disturbed the busy craftsmen. He briefly checked the horse armor that was being prepared, and felt that the current progress could probably be produced tomorrow, so he rode out on the horse. Furnace] Chamber of Commerce, return to the open space south of the town.

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"Master Knight is back!"

As soon as Kiel returned, he saw all kinds of supplies piled up in the middle of the open space, as well as new tents erected around the open space.

"How about it? These supplies are all cheap goods I bought at a low price in Dorne Town. Although some of them are second-hand, the merchants who sell them don't want to make trouble, so they probably won't buy some junk to prevaricate me .”

Mr. Barford was leading people to work around the newly arrived supplies. After hearing Keir's words, he walked over and said: "When it was almost noon, many carriages transporting goods gradually came. As soon as these people arrived at the place Seeing our people approaching, they unloaded the goods directly on the ground. At first, everyone was shocked, and the guards of Ster went up to ask and found out that it was something you bought in the town, the knight."

"I just asked where I bought the things, and those people didn't answer. They just unloaded the goods. After unloading and counting the things, they just got in the car and left. It's so strange. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com"

Seeing the strange expression on Mr. Barford's face, Keir smiled: "It's quite strange, but there are all kinds of people in the world. There are many strange people, and of course there are also many strange chambers of commerce. There are many strange chambers of commerce. No matter how strange things are, it’s not surprising.”

"It's pretty twisted."

"But no matter how strange everything in the world is, it always appears, doesn't it? There are reasons for it, so there's no need to delve into it."

Keir shrugged and asked Mr. Barford to continue counting the supplies he got. Some things that could be used directly, such as tools such as iron pans, were distributed directly for everyone to use directly.

And the newly bought donkey must be taken care of, and at the same time, it will take over the work of the horses of Kiel and Xuegaist, and liberate several of their horses. The prairie horse of Xueyasite can continue to be ridden by Priest Batar, and the two horses brought by Kiel from the Northwest Province will continue to help him pull the cart, and the other he has ridden on the battle eagle before. If the body is strange, it can be ridden by Blood Fangste.

As for his carriage, Kiel arranged for his armed people to choose the most reliable one among them to drive his carriage for the rest of the journey.

When Kiel found Priest Batar in the middle of the camp, the priest sat by the campfire with a sullen expression on his face, staring at the amulet in his hand in a daze. Blood Fangster leaned on the carriage beside him, and shrugged at Kiel who was approaching, saying that he did not understand the current situation of the priest.

"How is it? Is there any result in the communication with the great **** of agriculture?"

Keel lifted his cloak and sat on a small folding wooden chair by the campfire, which he had bought at a market in a certain town on the way south.

Priest Batar sighed and glanced at Warrior Kiel.

Open your mouth slowly.