"To the respected Lord Laurent..."
Although Laurent can speak true Arwen, he is not literate, and the Leyton people have no written language, so these letters need to be read to him.
Mien, the clan's southern slave, was a reader and writer for a certain lord before he was exiled to the kingdom.
Meen stood aside and Lauren listened to every word.
As one of the Grand Dukes of the Camillian royal family, Duke Anderf conveyed the king's willingness to cooperate with the Leyton people, and obtained the territorial edict from the king. He also formally notified Laurent to grant the earldom of Myrne to Leyton. It was ruled by the Dun people and became independent as a Camillian ally.
"Generous conditions." Laurent said to himself.
However, Lauren quickly thought of the reason why King Camillian offered such generous conditions.
At present, the Kingdom of Camillian, the Kingdom of Fordusan and its affiliated kingdoms are locked in a long-term war and are in a stalemate.
The king desperately needed the help of brave barbarians to break the deadlock and tip the situation in Camillian's favor.
And Lauren thought of another point.
The Redonians came to the south and settled in the south not long ago, and their rule was far from stable.
The Earldom of Myrne is now granted to them. When the war subsides in the coming days, the Camillian Kingdom will have enough time to occupy the Earldom.
"Mean, please reply to Duke Andoff. First express your gratitude, and then say... In the coming war, we Leyton people are qualified to expand our territory to the size of a principality." Lauren thought for a moment. road.
Mi En nodded, and after chatting with the third prince for a few more words, he prepared to leave.
"By the way, Mion, where is Luke, the descendant of that saint? Didn't he visit the Earl of Myrne before? Why didn't I hear any news about him?"
Lauren asked, remembering something.
His questions about the Lord remained unanswered.
"Sir..." Mien hesitated, and then said: "Actually, someone has looked for Blessed Luke."
"Oh?" Laurent was a little excited.
"I heard that when we occupied this place, some true believers persuaded Luke to come and preach to you and convert you. The true believers did not want a pagan to rule them."
"W-what?" Laurent was a little surprised. After a moment, he asked doubtfully: "Then why didn't Luke come?"
Mien sighed and said slowly: "Luke said: He had a premonition that he would meet you, but it's not yet time. The Lord's arrangements are often incredible."
Laurent looked startled.
Then, Lauren's face turned gloomy, and he asked to himself: "It's not the time yet? How does he know it's not the time yet? Has the Lord revealed it to him?!"
Facing the lord with this appearance, Mi En panicked and almost dropped the things in his hands.
Fortunately, Luo Lun quickly returned to normal and sneered: "Why did he say it wasn't time yet? Where did he know?"
Mien thought for a moment, and then said cautiously: "I heard...Luke is called the "Blessed One" because he has a pair of eyes that can see destiny...
It is said that he knows some ancient and sacred incantation. As long as he chants it, his eyes will glow with golden light, and he can see the fate of others. "
"Sounds like a shaman..."
Luo Lun said with an indifferent expression:
"Our shamans can also pray for some mysterious power through a lot of vague spells. They can dye white cloth into black cloth instantly, ask for prophecies, and offer sacrifices to gods..."
"But that thing just sounds magical, and its effect is far less powerful than what is said in the myth."
"It seems that those so-called priests and monks who believe in the Lord are no more powerful than our shamans."
The priests and shamans of the Leyton people are the most knowledgeable and profound people among the Leyton people.
Above the thousand pillars of clouds, God heard that name.
Blessed Luke.
God remembered who it was.
"He is a Blessed One."
His name is recorded in the scriptures.
Blessed Luke, who was cardinal presiding over the island of Rita Salen.
Luke traveled to the Northern Territory, and many years after his death, his remains returned to the land of Pope Island.
Among the blessings and saints’ names that are difficult to see at a glance in the scriptures,
Blessed Luke, his title, his epithet, was at the forefront of scholasticism.
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The rule of the Redon people in Myrne became increasingly unsatisfactory as the days progressed.
In fact, the contradiction has always existed, but it was hidden when the Redonians first arrived.
Three months after the earldom was taken over by the Griffin clan,
The conflict between the true believers and this group of barbarians from the north inevitably broke out.
Laurent listened solemnly to the report of the bookkeeper Meen.
The third prince's wife's belly was getting bigger day by day, and it would not be too long before she could give birth. However, in the earldom, the brave and fierce Leyton people became restless in the peaceful days.
The origin of this conflict lies in animal sacrifice.
There was a Garda warrior who openly stole cattle and sheep from traders in a town and cut them open in front of everyone.
Then he ordered his slaves to erect a statue of the God of War in the street, light a fire in the square with the best lighting, and sacrifice the stolen cattle and sheep on the spot to beg for the next victory.
"The brave man spoke arrogantly when questioned by the merchant."
"What did he say?" Lauren asked.
Mien hesitated, but said: "He said: "You are just public servants, but the public property of our Griffin clan. ""
Luo Lun was stunned for a moment, and then sighed.
Capturing the defeated into slaves for sale or expropriation has always been a traditional habit passed down from the ancestors of the Leyton people.
In the past three months, Laurent has further deepened his understanding of the south in all aspects. He realized that many Leyton people used to have the traditions of the north, and in this south where churches, knights, titles, and the Lord and the True Awen prevailed, , it really doesn’t work.
Many Leidun people are looking forward to building this into a clan state that is almost the same as the Leidun Kingdom, using this as their new hometown and new stronghold for them to continue to go to sea and dominate the world.
After plundering enough gold and silver treasures and accumulating strength, the Leydon people returned to the northern soil to avenge the dragon slayer and regain the crown belonging to the Griffin clan.
Laurent has not given up his desire for revenge, but at the same time, these days, Laurent realizes that turning the earldom into another clan kingdom...
The rule cannot last long.
This is not the land where Northerners grow.
Believing southerners do not live by plundering, and they cannot accept being enslaved to pagans for a long time.
Once another clan kingdom is established, more contradictions will be born, more conflicts will break out, and become more and more intense...
There will be fewer and fewer warlike Redonians, and more and more southerners will believe in Christ.
Laurent was vaguely aware that his greatest help had become the biggest stumbling block on his way to rule.
So what should I do?
Abandon the tradition of the Redon people?
Laurent's hands trembled. He couldn't imagine what it would be like to abandon the tradition that the Leden people relied on.
He was walking on thin ice for a while, not knowing what to do.
"Punish that Garda warrior severely, and then take the money from the treasury and let the mayor of the town appease the true believers."
Laurent could only discuss the matter first, trying to cover up and avoid this thorny issue.
Mien nodded slightly. He did not understand the dilemma faced by the current leader of the Griffin clan, the third prince Laurent.
"By the way, sir, there is one more thing I must tell you." Mi En thought of something and said.
"What's wrong?"
"Prince Andoff, a letter arrived this morning, but I haven't opened it yet."
With that said, Mi En took out a letter covered with red paint from his arms and opened it on the spot.
Laurent listened quietly.
"To the noble leader of the Redon people, my respected Lord Laurent..."
As Mian spoke at a leisurely pace, Laurent heard Duke Andev's request clearly.
Duke Andev asked them to rush to the rescue of King Camillian's army within two months. The king was planning to organize an attack on the Marton River City in the southwest, which was rich in iron ore and had three equipment foundries.
Once captured there, the Kingdom of Verdusan will have to face a shortage of iron ore for some time to come.
The letter asked the Leyton people to meet at the Marton Meadow on the edge of the Marton River. If the city of Marton River was captured, the Leyton people could regard the city as legal territory. The only condition was that the iron ore produced would not be lost. Pay 70% to King Camillian.
"A reasonable request, even very tempting." Lauren said.
However, Lauren also knew that things were not as simple as imagined.
He stood up and took out the map from the bookcase, and asked Mien, who was literate, to point out the location of Marton River City.
Marton River City is located at the junction of the two kingdoms.
"If we capture Marton River City, we will definitely face the attack of the Kingdom of Verdusang... That will not be easy for us."
Laurent paused and continued his analysis:
"Unless we retain a lot of vitality, even if we take it, we won't be able to hold it."
But...how could the Leyton people maintain a large amount of vitality in the brutal siege?
Lauren couldn't help but think about this.
While thinking, Laurent paced back and forth, inspecting the style of the lord's room.
Then, a long and narrow knight's sword attracted Lauren's attention.
The knights whom Earl Myrne had previously conferred might not be able to be conferred upon him again.
Lauren slapped his thigh. Yes, although those knights in the south were loyal to the lord, now Earl Myrne had abandoned his territory and fled, and he took over the place.
The Earl of Myrne was able to abandon his territory and flee, but the knights who enjoyed the fief here were not necessarily the same.
Many of those knights are still being held in cells because they cannot pay the ransom.
Those who had paid the ransom returned to their fiefs and lived in fear of the Leyton people coming to seize their land.
"Meen, help me write an order, and then convey my oral instructions. Anyone who is willing to be loyal to me can regain their freedom and still enjoy the fief."
"Not only that, those men among the people who can prepare their own armor and weapons can get a fief as long as they are willing to be loyal to me."
Laurent said excitedly that in this way, he could form an army loyal to him in the territory without spending much money.
Of course, the book servant Meen would not disobey Lauren's order, but he hesitated to speak.
"What's the matter, Mien?" Lauren asked.
Mien hesitated for a moment and whispered: "My lord, you seem to have become more like...the lord of the southerners."
"We have to adapt to life on this land."
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The news of participating in the war soon spread to everyone in the Griffin clan. In the past two months, the brave and fierce Leighton people were so idle that they bought wine from various taverns for this good thing. Drink all the news.
On the outskirts, Lauren saw them lighting a fire to sacrifice animals to the god of war, Kars.
Mr. Masaphi took two horn cups and walked to Lauren. He said, "You seem to have learned how to command us."
In the past few months, Luo Lun tried to take over Master Massaphi's responsibility of commanding the battlefield and organized the people of Leiden to conduct several martial arts drills.
And Master Massaphi saw that Laurent was really as talented as his father said. In a very short period of time, he learned how to command an army of Redonians and knew all the curse words for giving orders.
As for tactics?
The Leyton people's fighting method is very simple. They form an array, spread out, then charge, and finally cut the enemy to pieces.
The clan shamans danced wildly around the sacrificial fire.
The rough voices of the Leyton people were twisted together. They blew the horns, beat the leather drums, and sang "The Icebreaker Ship".
In the middle of the hearty laughter, two Leyton people got drunk on each other and fell on the grass over ridiculous things.
Other Leiden people were not idle either. Someone immediately organized a gambling game, gold and silver coins collided together, and the sound resounded in the land far away from the town.
"Mr. Massaphi... We always like to fight hard. Not long ago, I punished a Garda warrior for this." Lauren looked at the scene, remembered something, and said.
"Haha, I know, it's just a small thing,"
Mr. Masaphi’s face was red from drunkenness.
"He really shouldn't treat our public property like this, but you taught him a hard enough lesson."
Upon hearing Master Masaphi's words, Lauren's eyes froze.
What Lauren wanted to hear was not words like these.
Master Masaphi did not realize that he had said something wrong. He was immersed in the wine and the celebration of the Leyton people's traditions.
What is the traditional celebration of the Redon people?
It's the strong wind in the mountains, the wind and snow in the snow fields...
It is the sea, the horns, and the temples of the gods.
On the land, the wrestling fell into a stalemate, with cheers and taunts rising one after another.
"Wait, Lauren, on your late father's name,"
Mr. Masaphi held up his old and strong body,
The old Leden man faced the light of the sacrificial fire and the gentle mountain breeze.
"I will flatten the entire northern land for you until you take back your crown! Hang your king's shield on the Temple of War!"
"I also swear to the Lord and the gods that this will definitely come true in our hands when I level the entire northern land for you!"
Lauren stood silently.
Master Masaphi could not see the third prince struggling.
Except for Lauren himself, perhaps only God can see it.
Mr. Masaphi could only hear,
Lauren whispered softly:
"When you level the entire northern land for me..."
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