Warhammer Divine Throne

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How much battle strength a mercenary group can have is generally distinguished by comparing it with the regular army.

When the battle strength of the mercenary group exceeds the army of a standard earl collar (the maximum mobilization of the standard earl collar is 60 Knights, 500 cavalry, 1,500 Swordsman or archers, etc. The standing army is composed of temporarily recruited lance hands and peasants.) The mercenary regiment is generally called a mercenary.

Of course there will be no mercenaries in places like Nord. Such poor villages cannot support powerful mercenaries, nor do the Empire and Brittany, because they have a stronger Knight regiment as a standing army. team.

Only in Marienburg or the southern countries are mercenaries rampant, such as Marienburg’s Iris Guard. This army consists of more than 6,000 cavalry and more than 10,000 infantry. It is the main force guarding Marienburg.

It is worth noting that Knight should not be confused with cavalry. Knight is a knighthood, a title, and a guarantee of battle strength. Cavalry is only a general term for soldiers riding on horses.

A standard Knight unit consists of several riders and even trainee Knights, as well as multiple Knights.

"Of course it can't be compared." Estelle smiled disapprovingly. The half-elf was also someone who had seen big scenes: "Noord will not have a mercenary group of that level. Mr. Ryan."

Oliver saw that Ryan was interested in the Grey Blade mercenary group: "Mr. Ryan wants to know about Bilger?"

"'Gray Blade' Bilger is indeed quite famous." Ryan rode on the horse, calculating in his heart.

The loss of the blood axe mercenary group is too great. 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 yet-even Ryan suspects Can it heal completely?

In the absence of Boris, the deputy commander Wilt had to bear the burden. A mercenary regiment has only one elite rank and two elite ranks are not a concept, especially in The mercenary group has lost blood in the battle with the wild beasts.

Theresa is totally unconscious about this, but Ryan knows that the blood axe mercenary group is no longer reliable. If he wants to go south, he has to consider the battle strength of Grey Blade.

No matter how strong he is, he is alone that's all. The empire used to have a very powerful Knight. Relying on his own strength and tyranny, he announced twenty-eight kinds of complexities in his Knight Manor. The tax collection items made farmers unable to survive.

In the end, the mighty Knight was rushed into his house by the farmers, then tied to the scarecrow in the field, and burned to a corpse.

So is this Knight not strong enough? Did he get a sneak attack?

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

But everyone is tired. For example, even if a hundred unresisting pigs are put there to kill this Knight, he will probably be tired enough in the end.

Ryan must try his best to prevent this from happening. He is neither invincible nor fatigued, he is also human.

In one go, the place for the banquet is here.

The evening banquet was held in Willard’s Lord’s Longhouse. At night, the sky was completely dark. The gate of the two-story Lord’s Longhouse was greatly opened, and the torch on the side of the road was covered with snow. The road was illuminated, and several well-trained guards guarded the door. A whole roasted lamb was hung on the fire at the door. The golden grease dripped into the fire, and fire stars appeared everywhere.

It smells quite fragrant~ Ryan laughed with joy when he saw a guard watch the fat lamb taking a sip of water.

His smile immediately greeted the attention of the guards: "Good evening! Mr. Ryan! Come in! Sir Lord is already waiting for you inside!"

"Good evening~ "Ryan handed the reins of his pine cone (his horse's name) to the guard's hand and swaggered towards the inside.

Oliver and the others also wanted to follow him in, but they were immediately stopped by the cold long halberd: "This gentleman, please show the invitation letter!"

Oliver is fat and fat A sorrow flashed across his face, and then a standard commercial smile immediately appeared. He took out a note with the lord's ring from his white bear fur coat and sent it to the guards: "Okay, sir. "

This invitation letter is very valuable, and it took Oliver some work.

The guard swept away the respect before, and the expression on his face became arrogant and rude. After confirming that the commandments were correct, he handed the invitation letter back to Oliver: "Put your hands and feet clean, profiteer , Don’t make trouble in it, otherwise you don’t blame me long halberd and drink your blood!"

"Well, you guys go in!"

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

What happened behind, Ryan didn’t know. When he walked into the long house, he found that it was already full of people. The large wooden table was full of food, from simple breads to stews. Then to roast chicken and some rare fruits, the servants continuously used iron tableware to bring out a variety of foods. The guests sat on long wooden chairs and drank barley wine in earthenware cups and mugs. They were so happy. .

"Cheers to the victory of the dock!"

"Cheers to the prosperity of Karlzenhaven!"

""Cheers to the great lord Villard!" "

"For...whatever he does, in short, let us enjoy the happy hour today!"

Most of the people present here are soldiers who participated in the battle at the docks today. Many people are even wrapped in bandages, but this can't stop them from sipping swigs. There are also a small number of people who are invited, such as... a lady standing at the door.

"Theresa?"

"Ryan! Are you here?" The female warlock seemed to have an instinctive aversion to such a scene, so she just stood at the door with her staff The position didn't move, but Ryan was just looking at Teresa's dress, and a sense of surprise appeared in her heart.

In any sense, Teresa is a standard beauty, especially her dress today-a classic silk dress with carved canary flowers is worn on a woman’s body and on her shoulders. Wearing a snow-white white fox coat, a pair of milk-white pointed strap high-heeled shoes with sapphires inlaid with sapphires, gleaming in the long house.

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

What about stockings~ Ryan stared at the woman's stockings calf twice more.

There is really money in the house of the Sorceress.

Silk stockings are an invention of alchemy. This kind of alchemy product popular among women is an out-and-out luxury. The original silk stockings can only be made with fairies from Lake Brittany. Holy Land fairy lakeside unicorn fluff, or the best spider silk from the Nether Darkness Region can be used for alchemy synthesis. Stockings, a luxury product that can modify the body, protect the skin, and conceal some shortcomings. It became a high-end commodity that aristocratic women crazily sought and loved.

Only in recent years, the Empire has finally achieved some breakthroughs in this field. I don’t know why, the Empire Engineering Academy also has the ability to produce a small amount of stockings, but the Emperor Franz-Fredrich ordered a ban. Technology spread, the number of stockings that flow into the market every year is always small. For example, Ryan remembers that his adoptive mother finally spent twelve gold dinars to get one. The baby is very good, and only wears it when participating in major events. on.

Ryan’s gaze as it should be by rights attracted the attention of the female warlock. She found that the man’s gaze was on her calf and foot, and Teresa’s slender crescent raised her eyebrows. "Don’t you know that staring at a lady like this is not a gentleman? Mr. White Wolf Knight Ryan?"

"No, I was thinking about what you are doing at the door, why don’t you go in and find a place to sit? ?" Ryan asked curiously.

I don’t know why, when the female warlock saw the man didn’t say much about her dress, she was secretly dissatisfied with her. This dissatisfaction was quickly put into her tongue: "After watching for so long, Aren’t you going to say something?"

"Uh, you are the one who doesn’t let me stare, and you are the one who wants me to stare at, dear Teresa, you make it hard for me to do that. "Ryan said helplessly. He took a deep breath and his face became serious: "I can't find words to describe your beauty. I can only say that you are very charming today, Teresa-Trovic Young Lady. Can you be lucky enough to lead you to participate in this banquet?"

"Hey~If those men can talk like you, the communication between our Jialan and them may be much easier." Sorceress Finally satisfied.

"Cut~If you Jialan can put away this disorienting way of getting along, the communication between us and you will be much easier." Ryan ruthless spit out.

"I know, I know, I am already changing...Is there any quiet place? The smell inside the house is a bit heavy, and the voice is a little loud." Teresa followed the man moved towards the house Walked: "I don't want to huddle with them. You came later than I thought."

"Yes, something happened temporarily, you come with me." Ryan brought special Leisha moved towards the inside, the long house is very deep, rows of tables and chairs are filled with soldiers and local officials, today's bloody battle at the dock let most people know this rising star of small reputation, everyone moved one after another Toward he raised his glass, Ryan raised his left hand and smiled, indicating that he heard it.

At the end, Willard and his wife sat at the longest table, apart from this,. Seeing Ryan's arrival, the over 50-year-old lord stood up: "Important My guest is here! Let me introduce to you, this is my friend "Bald" Norman's son, "Sledgehammer" Ryan! He is also our hero today, and the hero who can win the battle of the docks today! Cheers! "

"Cheers!" A silver wine glass full of wine circulates in the hands of everyone on the long table. Everyone takes a sip after they get the glass, and waits until Ryan takes Teresa at the long table. While sitting down, the chief guard, Laurietz, happened to pass the silver wine glass into Ryan's hand: "Mr. Ryan, please~"

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

After seeing Ryan, Teresa turned green as if she was about to pass the wine glass over after drinking. This silver wine glass has been passed around on this dining table. Heaven knows how much it was stained. She shrank subconsciously from the stinky man's saliva.

"hahahaha ~" Ryan laughed heartily, instead of handing the cup to Teresa, he went over her, handed the cup to the next person, and helped the female warlock explain: "She never How to drink, because it is not conducive to concentrate one's mind."

Spellcasters must concentrate on casting spells. Ryan's statement is correct.

After several rounds of drinking, Villard gave an order and the banquet started freely. Almost everyone stood up and talked with a toast in small groups. Everyone talked loudly about recent events. A series of things are involved, from the price of commodities, to what is popular in the upper class recently, to the war against the Barbarian Race in the North.

"No way, Nord’s custom is like this. Mr. Willard wants to show off his set of silverware, so according to the custom, everyone has to take a drink from the glass." Ryan Zheng Pulling Teresa and biting her ears: "Don't worry, I know you don't like it."

"Oh~ I've had enough. I really regret coming to this banquet. I even dress up for it. A little bit." The sorceress's high heels were thin and long, and she was standing behind Ryan: "Oh my God, there are only three fireplaces in such a big room..."

"Cold Is that right?" Ryan led her to a fireplace. The two men who had been cooking by the fireplace immediately stepped away knowingly, and gave up the position against the fireplace to two people.

"Sometimes this is the case. We need a reason to get everyone together. A business, a sale, and even some tacit agreements and contracts are negotiated in this environment." Ryan casually broke off a chicken leg from the grilled chicken on the side plate, and bit off half of it in one bite: "I'll go and take a look over there, you can rest."

"I know these better than you! "Teresa watched the man walk away and continued to lean against the fireplace. Her body did not recover. Her dress was really cold today, especially without boots, her bare legs and jade foot. There are silk stockings wrapped, but it is better than that's all.

It's just that her quiet time didn't last long, and it was soon broken: "Beautiful Young Lady, can I buy you a drink?"

The woman lifted up a bit displeased. Started.

Unexpectedly, the one standing in front of her...Is it a handsome guy. He has blue eyes, a high nose, and the lines on his face look very harmonious. The black middle is tied into a little ponytail. With a round frame lens on one eye, the whole person is wearing an imperial noble costume, loose shirt, tights and fashionable shoes, and a hat with white feathers on it.

Without waiting for Teresa’s response, he began to introduce himself: "It’s an honor to introduce myself, my name is Ike, Ike Albrecht, from the Empire, you call me directly Ike is fine."

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

"I think I have to introduce myself to you, Ms. Teresa!" Who knows that this handsome guy did not give the female warlock the opportunity to refuse, and each minding their own business continued: "I am a Knight...Well, a trainee Knight, but I already have my own horse and armor, and a family crest, look!"

After that, Ike will take his family crest Liang gave it to the female warlock. On his family crest, a dove with a feather arrow flew over a kite shield.

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

"Tell you about my glorious deeds! The beautiful Teresa Young Lady! My story says It's a long time coming. The most famous thing is the Wenler offensive and defensive battle three years ago. I participated in that war and followed the white Wolf Knights and moved towards the nasty Barbarian Race gangsters and launched a charge... …" The handsome guy immediately eloquently talked about his glorious history.

It's over! Encountered a difficult person! Teresa rolled her eyes, and the female warlock's slender high-heeled shoes circled the wooden floor of the house...