The team walked further and further until people in Dan City could not see behind the white eagle flag even if they stood on the high tower of the castle...
Olan lay back in the carriage and looked at his palms.
Oran can still feel a little bit of Malm's residual warmth from the hug just now.
Malm is a woman with a small heart, so small that as long as one person walks into her heart, it means everything.
But he is a man with a big heart, so big that even Northumbria belongs to him, but it is still not enough.
He doesn't care about a person's past, he values the actual future more.
Redeem one's self-satisfaction.
The feeling of submission from his beautiful wife.
Oran liked this feeling.
Love is unfair, one party always pays more than the other, right?
Do you like her?
Or pity or use?
These feelings cannot be explained clearly. The human heart is the hardest to see clearly.
Even if something is heard with "ears" or seen with "eyes", there is still "falseness", not to mention the "feeling" that people often make mistakes in judgment.
This thing feels like the most fucked up thing.
Before becoming a lord, I wrote many letters and dealt with other women from outside the lord.
After becoming the lord, Mi'er, Karin, Ghazi's wife, Adisha, and many other women in the lordship.
These are all things that I have at my fingertips.
There was no other reason for Oranjou to touch these women, it was just driven by desire.
At that moment, his own suffering and his wife's suffering were connected through each other's embrace.
As a husband, he is moved by his heart and makes a vow in his heart that he will do his best to protect his wife...
"Sir, I think we can go to Baron Ghazi's territory the day after tomorrow."
Outside the carriage, a rider reported to Nanding, and Nanding, as the coachman, turned around and reported to Oran.
"grown ups."
"grown ups?"
In a rare moment of confusion, Olan didn't respond three times, so Nanding said, "I'm sorry, my lord" and opened the curtain of the carriage to check for safety.
"I know, let's continue on our way."
Olan waved and lowered the car curtain. Then his expression changed, and the love between man and woman was over.
In the future, as his power becomes stronger, more women may appear around him.
If I have children with them, I will raise them with the best education and food of this era. But if one day, my children need to be married and formed an alliance, they will also be sent.
And his own subordinates.
After they are sorted out, he will help these people find suitable aristocratic women or women who are valuable to use, so as to better control them.
Your sword is mine.
I will choose your wives.
Your blood will always be loyal to the White Eagle.
From birth to death, I have it all covered.
Thinking of these things, Olan's heart turned from warm to hot.
Now is the time to go back to County Durham and let the disobedient noble knights roll to their feet to repent.
Oran got all the Dancheng equipment from King Ella and distributed it to arm the soldiers.
Then let the border men in the other direction (whether Ghazi or your own side) come over to join them.
At noon on April 6, Oran wrote a letter from the lord and sent someone to deliver it to Baron Dasif's castle across the border.
This is a letter that is threatening but full of the majesty of the lord.
At noon on April 7, the Oran Army officially entered the territory of Baron Ghazi, and immediately issued an order. All knights in Ghazi territory, as well as stewards and priests from various lord properties, immediately came to the main city.
In the early morning of April 8, Oran led the cavalry into Ghazi Castle, using his territory as a command post. On the evening of the same day, the second letter entered Baron Dasif's castle, awakening "Mrs. Rowling" from her bed...
At noon on April 9, Oran took the throne in the castle hall, wearing the county prince's crown, and accepted allegiance one by one.
More than a month ago, he killed Knight Sigma here and threatened Ghazi. At that time, people's hearts were floating.
After all, it was just the Baron who sat on equal footing.
But now, Oran is using the legal authority of the county magistrate to prevent this group of people from being dissatisfied.
Now he is the legal master of Ghazi.
Same language, customs, culture, laws, jurisprudence, plus twice as many soldiers as Ghazi,
This group of country gentlemen immediately showed their loyalty to Oran, and even Ghazi himself showed "the appearance of a loyal dog."
Because Oran's trip to Dan City was a great success, it was rumored that Kunsang not only killed the red-haired knight, but also swallowed the knight's eyes on the spot...
Although Ghazi did not see this terrifying scene, so many people knew about the martial arts competition, so he believed it even if he didn't believe it.
In the hall, Oran's white eagle flag is hung on the wall. In the future, this flag will be alongside the Moore family's emblem, or even higher.
At this time, the location where the nobles met was also rearranged.
Three tables are put together, two short and one long, forming a "U"-like shape.
Olan is still in the center, and those on the left are all his original subordinates, starting from Kunsang.
The right side is dominated by Baron Ghazi Moore and his knights.
There were six knights and eight apprentice knights sitting on short chairs without tables, or standing to listen.
"Your Excellency, I suggest sending troops immediately. There is no need to wait any longer. The total number of troops we can use now is close to 600. That ruined city cannot be defended for a few days." Kunsang said.
If you are a knight or above, you can be called your Excellency, Sir, Sir, etc.
The status of "Earl" is often referred to as "Your Excellency".
Yesterday Oran stipulated that there is a difference between master and slave.
At this moment, everyone is uniformly addressing each other. In future meetings of the forces of the White Eagle Territory, if Lord Oran is present, only he will be addressed as "Your Excellency" or other titles. Other nobles under his command can only be called "Sir", "Sir", etc.
The word "Your Excellency" was deeply influenced by the Frankish "Charlemagne". At that time, the empire established by Charlemagne had five chief ministers, all of whom were served by his uncle Fang.
Over time, "Your Excellency" became the mainstream title for earls. When it spread to Britain, it was absorbed and mixed by the local nobles.
"I suggest you wait. The letter has been sent out, and it will only take a day or two at the latest. If they do not follow the kingdom's vassal laws and ignore the upper-level lords, it will not be too late to make a decision." Nanding said this without any personal emotions. But Kunsang deliberately mocked him and replied, "Are you afraid of that border knight Marcus?"
Kunsang killed the red-haired man. In the past few days, everyone was more afraid of him, especially the people in Ghazi Castle. They either complimented him or hid when they saw him.
"Wrath sets a prairie fire"—this Kunsang's family motto vaguely catches up with Oran's current "sword forges immortality".
When Kunsang saw that Nanding didn't respond, he lost interest in quarreling with him. He looked at Ghazi and said, "How many people can there be in one border post, and you are also involved?"
Ghazi had also been robbed once before and was unable to respond directly. Ghazi could only turn his attention to His Excellency Oran, who gave him a step up.
"I heard that a Viking settlement helped Marcus before, which gave them the courage to challenge us, but his days are also over, and I have arranged everything."
Oran was talking about the two men who captured Marcus last time.
At this moment, these two works can finally be used perfectly.
At this time, a knight came from the border of White Eagle Territory and reported, "Your Excellency, recently, a powerful group of Vikings entered the castle of Baron Dasif, destroying many manors along the way, and was finally captured by Marcus. The knights drove north to Yewe County."
"Ulf."
Oran's first instinct was to ask his priests to translate the three intelligence letters delivered by the castle's waiters, but then he remembered that he was still in Dan Castle, and after seeing a table of illiterate warriors under his command, he showed the letter to the butler Nanamp who was present.
After reading the letter, he described the situation in the letter and the Vikings from the east entering Dasv's territory, and compiled a brief speech. However, at the end, Nanamp's eyes looked a little wrong, but he still chose to read out, "...Because... He slaughtered the Vikings, so Marcus is now called the 'Sword of the Birds' by his colleagues."
The letters were all written on papyrus, which was very easy to damage. One paragraph about the "Sword of Dawn" was withheld, and Nanamp could only translate what he saw.
What kind of bullshit nickname is this?
The scene fell silent, and Oran thought he had heard wrongly.
"It's true, sir. I also heard this rumor. It said that while he was still peeing, he encountered a sneak attack from the Vikings. He held the bird with one hand and chopped down three Vikings with the other!"
Rumors are always faster than the wind, and they evolve into more theories unscrupulously.
Another knight told the rumor he had heard, "No, I heard that he got this nickname because he chopped down the crow flying above his head with one sword."
In the age of ignorance, even just across a few rivers, all kinds of outrageous legends can be told for you.
That's why there were various bloodletting treatments and the burning of wizards.
Common people believed in the legend, and so did the nobles.
"Do you believe it?" Olan glanced down.
Ladd, Ghazi, Nanding and others, who had suffered from Marcus, looked at each other in shock.
It's really hard to say, he took action too quickly...
Kunsang and other people who have never fought against each other regard it as a joke that is outrageous and boastful.
"Ladd Walker."
"Your Mightiness!"
"Do you believe it?"
"Maybe...or maybe it's an exaggeration?"
Ladd thought, with so many knights telling the truth and sending back papyrus letters, it should be difficult to fake it, right? So he was vague.
Touch! Olan patted the long table.
"fart!"
"Last time I said he was faster than the wind. This time he can even chop down the crows flying in the sky. If you think you can do it, take off your pants and pee while I send three maids to attack with guns. Who can If he can win, I will reward him with two knighthoods."
"Sir, how can he, a mongrel bloodline of a Viking shieldmaiden, be qualified to use such an outstanding nickname? Only you in County Durham are qualified." Ladd immediately saved him.
"What?" Olan continued to drink tea.
"Hold the bird..."
Oops!
As soon as Ladd said these two words, he immediately regretted it.
The tea almost splashed onto Ladd.
"Get out of here!"
The next day, the fourth letter about Marcus arrived, and Nanamp continued to read it out. This time, the knights and nobles made up their minds not to take the initiative to speak again, lest they really have to perform a bird-holding swordsmanship.
This letter is actually very pertinent and is basically restored from first-hand information.
And if they concentrate fully and hold heavy weapons, Kunsang and others can also play this kind of highlight moment.
But "the right thing happens at the wrong time" - this is called a rumor.
"In the early morning, he entered the woods and killed seven people in an instant... Lord Lady Rowling called it the 'Sword of Dawn'." Nanamp put down the letter and waited for the highest instructions.
Yesterday I supported the bird, today dawn...
Each one is more outrageous than the other!
You guys always want to make big news...
Oran, who was in the position of lord, held back...
"Guess? If there is a fifth letter tomorrow, what nickname will it be?" Olan glanced at it.
Everyone, "..."
