When time passed through the severe cold of winter and came to the Flower Moon of the second year again, the Dome Mountains at the junction of the Rhône and Auvergne provinces also showed early blooming flowers and vegetation. Wonderful view of lush greenery. And when night fell, a faint fire light came on again.
It was a ruined castle with cliffs on three sides and high terrain. A hodgepodge of external wooden supports and sheds; shrouded in darkness with the chirping of night birds and insects. But at the lower edge of the castle, there were torches and candles brightly lit, and the sounds of various musical instruments were sometimes elegant and sometimes rich.
There were only a few long tables covered with snow-white tablecloths, with dishes and cups that had been eaten in a mess, leaving only leftovers and silver lamps. There were also dozens of musicians standing behind the long table, wearing brown button-down blouses and yellow narrow-mouthed trousers, dripping with sweat and playing hard.
In the open space in front of the long table, gentlemen wearing lace jackets, tights, and wigs, or ladies in various colored silk off-shoulder dresses, with powder and rouge on their heads and faces, were singing along to the music. The rhythm of the sound rises and falls, and the figures spin and dance gracefully in pairs.
Just the muddy ground they stepped on, as well as the chickens and geese that scurried back and forth to peck at food from time to time, and were dodged by the dancers with familiarity, or kicked aside calmly; and the pig pens and sheep pens in the darkness. , the chirping sounds came out one after another, which somewhat disturbed the scenery.
In fact, there were groups of spectators wearing linen shorts or shabby sarongs in the shadows where the firelight could not shine. They were all tenant farmers, women, and handymen nearby. They were leaning against the wall or squatting on the rocks, watching all of this numbly and dullly; as if they were sleepwalking.
And this is the scene that often plays out during this period in the largest stronghold of the local royal party. Because, under the ravages of the mud-legged thugs from the south, they had to flee in droves from comfortable city mansions and country estates.
So that he would not be pushed to the streets by those untouchables who fanned him, and suffered great torture and humiliation in the name of public trial. You know, even after the May Storm and the Blood Moon Incident, the local aristocracy/royal party still firmly controlled the city hall and the church.
It also maintained relative local stability, and even joined forces to extinguish and eliminate local armed riots and uprisings by liberals, republicans and even Chartists; turning the largest city in the south into a place where conservatives and old aristocrats in the south finally Important base camp and fortress.
When the Burgundian family entered the city of Seine and established the order of the new dynasty, the Burgundian faction among the local nobles also took advantage of the situation to overwhelm the old and new royal factions; liquidated and annexed the royalist forces in Lyon; and continued to control Lyon. The city was built and became the new dynasty's military center in the south.
Therefore, with their concerted efforts, even the Verona invading army from the Western Empire could only stop within the Yinzel Province. However, the free army that rose from the south, led by a descendant of a feudal knight, easily destroyed everything they held dear.
They wantonly trampled on the decency and dignity of the noble bloodline, and also destroyed the kingdom's fine traditions and virtues from ancient times; these noble families, who were the cornerstones of the kingdom, had to stay away from dances and banquets, and left their homes in exile, such as Hiding around like wild dogs.
Therefore, only in this open-air dance held regularly every week can these men and women who have noble titles and affluent lives, but have to hide in remote countryside and associate with ugly and despicable things, to some extent regain some of their past. Glory and wonderful memories.
However, with the sound of running in the darkness in the distance, and the long dragon-like torches and lights stretching out in the valley below, everything suddenly broke. Then a group of knights wearing black cloaks and armor, surrounded by many retinues holding weapons, came galloping towards them.
Then, they were surrounded by these painted men and women at the ball, shouting and shouting. Because these black-cloaked knights are all sons, fathers, brothers and other adult men in their families, and they are also the backbone of the aristocratic armed forces active in the Dome Mountains today.
It's just that the armors of these knights and the weapons placed on the saddles were stained with blood and dust; it was obvious that they had gone through many battles and long journeys. And when the carriage filled with various supplies finally appeared in the team, everyone present cheered even more.
Therefore, this also means that this time the expedition to collect local food supplies and conduct a surprise attack to seize the enemy's transportation team was a complete success. And these nobles who were forced to condescend to the countryside and mountains, and had to live even if they were hungry, could live a comfortable life for a few days.
Therefore, the sound of musical instruments playing beside the long table sounded again, and the chickens and geese running around on the ground were also chased and caught; together with the screams of the pigs and sheep in the corral, they turned into branches and pieces in the kitchen of the thatched shed. The meat was put on the rack for baking, and then placed on the long table with fat, blood and red meat.
Then a few wizened hounds were released, chasing around in circles, feasting on the long table around the long table for the sake of celebration, men and women in costumes or caped knights; for a piece of bone dropped anytime and anywhere, and They roared, bitten and rolled together.
However, after a simple meal, some of the caped knights did not hesitate to take off their armor, cloaks, and armor, and threw them to their followers. Then he wore a sweat-soaked white shirt and walked away dragging or hugging one of the women.
But almost no one refused, even if they were the daughters, sisters, wives or even mothers of a certain noble before; but after experiencing a whole winter of hunger, cold and elimination, in addition to making them hate the initiator of all this even more, they also became become more realistic.
Therefore, in the auxiliary buildings of the ruined castle, clamor soon began to rise one after another; so that the remaining knights who had feasted, belatedly wanted to find an opponent, but found that only the remaining knights were present. Some old and lustful ones rushed to the maid/peasant woman without any choice of food.
The eagerly awaited armed guards waited for the leftovers left by the knights, and couldn't wait to grab and eat them. Then, amid the movement and noise that echoed inside and outside, no one noticed that there were already some black shadows on the cliff behind the castle.
Those were some tall knights wearing plate armor, dragging and lifting each other one after another, and climbed up the cliff one after another amidst the sound of falling and hitting fine rocks, and the sound of matcha grazing the stomach of their armor against the mountain wall. ; After redistributing and assembling weapons, they stormed into the castle with a bang.
"Onward to Provence!"
"For the glory of the knight!"
"For the subjects of the kingdom!"
Like the knights of the special attack company descending from the sky, the fierce slogans one after another were like thunder. In an instant, they scattered countless pairs of mandarin ducks interacting in the darkness, and also submerged the largest royalist stronghold hidden in the mountainous area. Amidst the flowing blood and fire.
In the end, as a large area of the hilltop city was set on fire, the ruined castle that had lost its peripheral supports seemed to be overwhelmed and collapsed. Many men and women who were half-clothed and unable to dodge were thrown into the clouds of dust and smoke. Overwhelmed and drowned in it.
However, the next moment, among the flying sparks and smoke clouds, there was suddenly a fierce crash and an indescribable roar. Then a knight with his body covered in flames and black smoke suddenly appeared on horseback amid the burning ruins.
But the remaining members of the royal party and the armed retinue couldn't help but stop running away, and shouted in a desperate and fanatical voice:
"The Black Knight, it's the Black Knight."
"Our guardian."
"The Devil of Sleepy Hollow."
"Dulla Khan is back."
At the same time, Jiang Tian, who was standing on the edge of the cliff watching the battle, also looked at the prompts in his field of vision and said softly: "Finally found you!". Subsequently, several small stone spirits/withered monsters that were brought here also came to life and flew out under the stimulation of some invisible influence.
...I am the dividing line...
At the same time, in Barcelona, the southern capital of the Holy Kingdom; the former Grand Knight who was released as a messenger and the current Border Sergeant Rodrigo was once again trapped in the prison and imprisoned in the former Colosseum. Now In the dungeon of the Knights of Catalonia.
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