Warhammer Throne

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How much combat power a mercenary regiment can have is generally distinguished by comparison with the regular army.

When the combat strength of the mercenary corps exceeds a standard Earl's army (the maximum mobilization of the Standard Earl's consists of 60 knights, 500 cavalry, 1,500 swordsmen or archers and other standing troops, the temporary conscript Spearmen and peasants are not included), mercenaries are generally called mercenaries.

Nord, of course, does not have mercenaries. This kind of backcountry cannot afford powerful mercenaries, and neither Empire nor Brittania needs it, because they have more powerful knights as standing troops.

Only in Marienburg or in the southern countries are mercenaries rampant, such as Mariinburg ’s Iris Guard, this army is composed of more than 6,000 cavalry and more than 10,000 infantry, and is the main guard of Marienburg power.

It is worth noting that knights should not be confused with cavalry. Knights are titles and titles, and they are also a guarantee of combat effectiveness. Cavalry is only a general term for soldiers fighting on horses.

A standard knight unit includes several horseback riders and even apprentice riders, as well as multiple riders.

"That certainly can't be compared." Estelle smiled disapprovingly, and the half-elves were also the ones who had seen the big scene: "There will not be that level of mercenary group in this place, Mr. Lane."

Oliver saw that Ryan was very interested in the Grey Blade Mercenary Corps: "Mr. Ryan wants to know about Bill?"

"'Gray Blade' Bilger is indeed quite famous." Ryan rode on the horse, thinking about the abacus.

The blood axe mercenary group suffered too much loss. It is not an exaggeration to say that Teresa has brought disaster to this ordinary mercenary group. Boris ’s injury has not been completely healed so far-even Lane suspects whether it can heal completely.

In the case of the loss of Boris, the deputy leader Wilt had to carry the heavy burden. A mercenary regiment has only one elite rank and two elite ranks. Mutual assistance is not a concept, especially when the mercenary regiment has already communicated with the beastmen. In the case of a major blood loss during the battle.

Theresa is unconscious of this, but Lane knows that the Blood Axe mercenary group is no longer reliable. If he wants to go south, he has to consider the combat effectiveness of the Grey Blade.

No matter how strong he is, he is alone. The empire once had a very powerful knight, and he also relied on his own strength. He published 28 kinds of complicated tax collection items in his knight manor, forcing farmers We can't live.

The ending is that the powerful knight was rushed into his house by the farmers, and then was tied to the scarecrow in the field, and a fire burned into a corpse.

So is this knight not strong enough? Was he attacked?

No, this knight is very strong. He blocked the door of the room and killed dozens of mobs.

But people will be tired. For example, even if a hundred pigs who do not resist are put there to kill this knight, he will be tired enough to kill him in the end.

Ryan must also do his utmost to avoid this from happening. He is neither invincible nor tired. He is also human.

Between, the place for the banquet arrived.

The evening banquet was held in the Lord ’s House of Villard. At night, the sky was completely dark. The gate of the two-storey Lord ’s House was greatly opened, and the roadside torches illuminated the snowy road. Several trainers The well-guarded guard guarded the door, and a roasted whole sheep was hung on the fire in the door. Golden grease dripped inside the fire, and Mars was everywhere.

It smells very good ~ Ryan saw a guard watching the fat lamb swallowing a sip of water and laughed.

His smile immediately ushered in the guard's attention: "Good evening! Mr. Lane! Please come in! Lord Lord is already waiting for you inside!"

"Good evening ~" Ryan handed the reins of his pine cones (the name of his horse) to the guard's hands and walked toward them with a big swing.

Oliver and others also wanted to follow him in, but was immediately blocked by the cold halberd: "This gentleman, please show me the invitation letter!"

A flash of sorrow flashed on Oliver ’s chubby face, and immediately a standard commercial smile appeared. He pulled a note from his white bearskin coat covered by the lord ’s ring and sent it to the guard: “Okay Yes, sir. "

This invitation is worth a lot, and it took some time for Oliver.

The guards swept the respect before, the expression on his face became arrogant and rude. After confirming that the ring was correct, he returned the invitation to Oliver: "Hands and feet should be clean, profiteers, don't make trouble in it, otherwise Hugh blame my halberd for drinking your blood! "

"Okay, go in!"

Esterel squeezed his fist subconsciously, but Matts patted his shoulder and shook his head.

What happened behind, Ryan was not clear. When he walked into the interior of the long house, he found that it was already full of people, and the large wooden table was filled with food, from simple breads, stews to roast chicken and some rare ones. The fruits, the servants kept serving various foods with iron tableware. The guests sat on the long wooden chairs and drank barley wine using earthenware cups and mugs.

"Cheers to the victory of the dock!"

"Cheers for the prosperity of Carlzen Haven!"

"Cheers for Lord Verald the Great Lord!"

"Why ... for him, in short, today, let us enjoy happy time!"

Most of the people here were soldiers who participated in the battle of the pier today. Many of them even had bandages on their bodies, but this did not stop them from drinking, and a small number of people were invited, such as ... Lady standing at the door.

"Theresa?"

"Ryan! Are you here?" The sorceress seemed to have an instinctive aversion to such a scene, so she just stood on the door with her staff and did not move, but Ryan was only looking at Teresa's dress, and she couldn't help it. There is a stunning feeling.

In any sense, Theresa is a standard beauty, especially her dress today-a canary flower-carved classical silk dress is worn on the woman's body, and her shoulders are covered with a white coat of white fox, A pair of cream-white pointed sling shoes with high heels inlaid with sapphires sparkle in the long house.

A pair of black ultra-thin stockings is wrapped around the woman's calf, and the skin as smooth as jade is more beautiful through a layer of hazy stockings.

Stockings ~ Ryan stared at the woman's stockings calf with a double look.

The magician's house is really rich.

Stockings are an invention of alchemy. This kind of alchemy product popular among women is an absolute luxury. The original stockings can only be made from the unicorn on the lakeside of the fairy sacred place in the lake of Brittany. Fluff, or the best spider silk from the dark area, can be used for alchemy synthesis. The stockings, which can modify the body, protect the skin, and cover up some shortcomings, have become a crazy pursuit and love of noble women. High-end goods.

Only in recent years, the Empire has finally made some breakthroughs in this field. I do n’t know why. The Imperial College of Engineering also has the ability to produce a small amount of stockings. It is just that the Emperor Franz-Friedrich ordered the prohibition of technology outflows and entered the market every year The number of stockings is always very small. For example, Ryan remembers that his adoptive mother spent twelve gold dinars to get one, and the baby was so terrible that it was only worn when participating in major events.

Ryan ’s eyes naturally caught the attention of the sorceress. She found that after the man ’s eyes were on her calves and feet, Teresa ’s slender eyebrows raised: “You do n’t know how to stare at a lady like this. Not a gentleman? Mr. Lion, the white wolf knight? "

"No, I was thinking about what you were doing at the door, didn't you go in and find a place to sit?" Lane asked curiously.

I do n’t know why, the female warlock saw that the man did n’t say much about his dress, and he was secretly dissatisfied in his heart. This dissatisfaction was quickly put into the mouth: "After reading it for so long, do n’t you plan to say anything? ? "

"Uh, it's you who doesn't let me stare at you, too, dear Teresa, you make me difficult to do like this." Ryan said helplessly. He took a deep breath and his face changed. Be serious: "I can't find words to describe your beauty. I can only say that you are so charming today, Miss Teresa Trovik, can you have the honor to guide you to this banquet?"

"Hey ~ If those men can talk like you, the communication between Jialan and them may be much easier." The sorceress was finally satisfied.

"Cut ~ If you Jialan can put away this incomprehensible way of getting along, the communication between us and you can be much easier." Ryan said mercilessly.

"I know, I know, I am changing ... Is there any quiet place? The smell in the room is a bit heavy, and the voice is a bit loud." Theresa followed the man towards the room: "I don't want to follow They huddled together, you came a little later than I thought. "

"Yes, something happened temporarily, you come with me." Lane led Theresa towards the inside. The long house was deep. Rows and rows of tables and chairs were filled with soldiers and local officials. Today The **** battle at the wharf made most people know this little-known rising star. Everyone raised their glasses at him, and Ryan raised his left hand to smile, saying he heard it.

At the end, Villard sat with his wife on the innermost long table. Besides, upon seeing Ryan's arrival, the lord in his fifties stood up: "I'm here with important guests! Let me introduce to you, this is the son of my friend 'Bald' Norman, 'Sledgehammer' Lane! It is also our hero today, the hero we can win the battle of the dock today! Cheers! "

"Cheers!" A silver wine glass filled with wine circulated in the hands of everyone at the long table. Everyone took a sip after receiving the wine glass, and waited for Ryan to take Teresa down on the side of the long table. Ritz just handed the silver wine glass to Ryan: "Mr. Ryan, please ~"

"Thank you ~" Ryan took the glass and took a sip.

Teresa's face was green when she saw Ryan had finished drinking it. This silver wine glass had passed around on this dining table. God knows how much stinky men's saliva, she subconsciously Retract.

"Ha ha ha ha ~" Ryan laughed, not handing the cup to Theresa, but passed over to her and handed the cup to the next person. She also explained to the sorceress: "She never drinks too much because of this Not conducive to concentration. "

The spellcaster must focus on his spellcasting, and Ryan ’s statement is correct.

After a few rounds of drinking, Villard ordered that the banquet begin to move freely, almost everyone stood up, toasted in twos and threes, and everyone talked loudly about a series of things that happened recently, from the price of goods, Until recently, what has become popular in the upper classes has involved the war against the northern barbarians.

"No way, Nord's custom is like this. Mr. Villard wants to show his set of silverware, then according to the custom, everyone has to take a drink from the glass." Ryan was pulling Theresa and biting her ear: "Relax, I know you don't like it."

"Oh, I've had enough, I really regret coming to this banquet. I even dressed up for this." The high-heeled sorceress was thin and long, and she stood behind Ryan: " God, there are only three fireplaces in such a big room ... "

"Is it cold?" Ryan took her to a fireplace. The two men who had been roasting by the fireplace immediately gave way, and gave the position to the two of them.

"Sometimes this is the case. We need a reason to bring everyone together, a business, a sale, even some tacit agreement and contract, which is negotiated in this environment." Lane casually from the side plate The roast chicken had a chicken leg broken off, and half of it was bitten off in one bite: "I'll go over there and take a break."

"I know these better than you!" Teresa watched the man walk away and continued leaning on the fire by the fireplace. Her body did not recover. Today's dress is really a bit cold, especially without wearing boots. Although the outside calf and jade feet are wrapped in stockings, it is nothing better than chatting.

It's just that her quiet time didn't last long, and was soon broken: "Beautiful lady, can you have a drink?"

The woman raised her head a little displeased ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ Unexpectedly, standing in front of her ... is a handsome guy, he has blue eyes, a high nose bridge, and the lines on his face look harmonious, The black middling is ponytailed with a round frame lens on one eye. The whole person is wearing a set of imperial noble clothing, loose shirts, tights and fashionable shoes, and a hat with white feathers on it. .

Before Teresa responded, he began to introduce himself: "It is an honour to introduce myself. My name is Ike, Ike Albrecht, from the empire, just call me Ike. "

"Well, Mr. Ike, my name is Theresa, Theresa-Trovik, thank you for your kindness, but ..."

"I think I have to introduce myself to you, Ms. Theresa!" Who knows that this handsome guy did not give the warlock the opportunity to refuse, and said to himself: "I am a knight ... well , A trainee knight, but I already have my own horse and armor, and I have a family crest, you see! "

After speaking, Ike gave his family crest to the magician. On his family crest, a pigeon held a feather arrow and flew over a kite shield.

"Thank you Mr. Ike, but I am now ..."

"Tell you about my glorious deeds! Beautiful Miss Theresa! My story is long, and the most famous thing is to say, it was none other than the attack and defense of Wenler three years ago. The war, followed by the white wolf knights, launched a charge towards the horrendous barbarians ... "The handsome guy immediately talked about his glorious history.

Is finished! Encountered a difficult person! Theresa rolled her eyes, and the slender high-heeled shoes of the warlock followed the wooden floor of the house ...