A new day begins in a hectic one.

The location of last night's camping was specially chosen by Raymond. This location is less than half a day's walk from the Lianhe Shoal. If you are riding alone, you can reach it in an hour. As a perennial runner, Raymond has a mastery of distance and time, like a living map.

The recent orc attack on Lakesprings has been in a uproar, and as a first-hand witness, Raymond is well aware of the ferocity of the orcs. He knew better that it was risky to go to the Lianhe Shoal at this time, and the risk was not small. After arriving at the Lianhe Shoal, it would not be a surprise that even a large group of orcs poured out. And the danger has been foreseen, so be prepared to deal with it! There is no point in running away!

So today's breakfast was extra generous. Not only did he send out all the dried meat for the evening early in the morning, but he also opened two extra barrels of ale. The members of the caravan cheered unsurprisingly, as small workers living at the bottom of society, it was their greatest wish to eat and drink every day. There is wine today, and there is drunkness today.

As for the question of whether it is good to drink early in the morning, I will not discuss it for now...... Anyway, Fang Qiuling didn't drink a sip, it tasted about the same as vinegar, and it didn't feel hygienic, so it didn't matter if you didn't drink this kind of thing! Shino didn't drink either, and her pour-over physique made her shy away from things like wine. Old Tom didn't refuse to come, and he drank three people's servings by himself, and he still said that he couldn't enjoy it.

- Next time I go back, I will get an extra bottle of 52 degrees and pour it into you!

Fang Qiuling planned so.

Wash, eat, clean up.

It took twice as long as the previous day, and the caravan was slowly on its way.

Raymond still controlled the speed of the caravan's movement, moving slowly at a slightly slower pace. If nothing else, the time to arrive at the Ripple Ford was around eleven o'clock in the morning, which was decided by Raymond and Tom Sr. after discussion.

Orcs and goblins are not afraid of sunlight, but they do not like to be in the sun. The sunlight near noon makes them feel a little uncomfortable, and orcs rarely attack at midday. Once the caravan arrives at the Lianhe Shoal, it will have some time to set up the fortifications.

Fang Qiuling spent the first few days of his trip in a carriage. Either sitting in the passenger seat of the carriage or lying on the roof of the carriage, he had to hurry up and master the bard's skills in the pamphlet in his hand. The technique is basically mastered now, and there is no need to study the booklet for the time being. So today, I changed my lazy style and rode a maroon horse to the front of the caravan.

Fang Qiuling's equestrian level already had level 4, which was practiced on horseback when he was crusading against orcs before. Horseback riding no longer requires taming potions in the horse's mouth, but it is still a long way from being able to do tricks such as "hiding in the pocket" on horseback.

Around Fang Qiuling were six attendants. They also rode horses, forming a small queue with Fang Qiuling as the center. At the beginning of the training, the Wuxi cavalry was also based on cavalry, so it was named "Wuxi Cavalry". It is the establishment of the militia, and there is still a certain gap with the regular knights, but they are the elite of the militia, at least in terms of horsemanship, much higher than the ordinary militia. Barely cavalry, not infantry on horseback.

A spear more than two meters long was held in his hand, an arm shield hung on his left arm, a crossbow and a long sword hung from his waist, and a hunting bow and quiver were carried behind his back. Although there is no metal armor to defend yourself, the Seeker's set comes with a shield spell. The additional defense bonus provided by activation is basically comparable to that of metal chain mail, so at this moment he is also fully armed.

The standard equipment of the Foggy Cavalry is a set of leather armor, including a cuirass that covers the upper body, leggings on the lower body, and a helmet. But they are now separated from the Wuxi cavalry and have become the squires of the nobles, which are essentially private soldiers. The sword and shield that you carry with you can be kept, but the leather armor must be returned. Therefore, the equipment of the attendants was extremely simple, in addition to the long sword at the waist and the round shield on the left arm, there was also a heart guard hidden on the inside of the clothes - a slightly thicker iron sheet.

The equipment is indeed not very good, but the fighting spirit of the six squires is quite high. Platum Joestar, currently the only Black Iron rank in the squire. The attendants watched Joestar break through to the Rank and become a master of the Black Iron Rank. If there is one, there will be a second, and Joestar is a very good example, and even the attendants have a little more expectations for their future.

At Elune, knowledge is strength, and strength is identity, power, and status. The attendants were all young people in their twenties, and they believed that it was only a matter of time before they broke through to the Black Iron Rank under Fang Qiuling's guidance. There is still a lot to be done in the young people.

The road ahead is gradually smoothing out, and the trees on both sides are thinning. The northern exit of the Morey Trail is within easy reach.

Old Tom also rode his horse, and the horse trotted to Fang Qiuling's side.

"Shulick, here."

"Yes, it's ......" Fang Qiuling looked around, "If I were an orc, this position would almost be reckless." ”

The road in the Morey trail is narrow enough to accommodate only one carriage. If an attack is launched, it can only be carried out from the front and tail of the caravan, so only a few men are required to defend it. Compared to the caravan's complete range of weapons, the orc side is mainly in close combat, and before the white-knuckle battle, it has to take a few rounds of fire, and then face the combined attack of the sword, shield and spear. Basically, there is no good fruit to eat, and it is definitely a hard nut to crack.

The woodlands on both sides are indeed unfortified, and hiding in the forest for ambush seems to be a good option. But don't ignore the elves that live in the forest. Largely harmless human caravans pass by, and the elves say they are not welcome, and humans are not allowed to enter the woodland. Replaced by orcs who destroy wherever they go, the elves must see one and kill the other! Allowing orcs to walk on the trail is already the greatest mercy, and they dare to step into the forest? I thought the elf's longbow was for decoration!

The northern exit of the trail, which is shaped like a standard flare. The trees are thinning out and the places for horse-drawn carriages are getting bigger.

The Lian River, which originates deep in the deciduous forest, makes a big bend here, turning nearly 90 degrees from northwest to south, and winds its way to the east. The erosion of the river turned the land at the corner of the river into a shallow beach full of silt, hence the name of the Lianhe Shoal.

"That's right, just get a few guys around the back to guard the entrance to the trail, and we'll be surrounded."

Raymond also rode up on horseback.

"Mr. Norn, Mr. Hadner. Do we move on? ”

"Of course, we've got here, and there's no point in going back now. However, Borol, if you are scared, you can go back yourself. ”

Old Tom tightened the arm shield on his left arm and swung it a few times to make sure it didn't loosen.

"No, Mr. Hadner. I'm not a coward! Raymond's face was a little struggling, knowing that there was danger but still going, which must be courageous enough, or enough benefit, "Lord Norn, you ......"

Fang Qiuling pulled the reins, slowing the horse's pace slightly.

"My promise remains the same, Raymond. However, it can be added that no matter what the outcome, the members of the caravan, their families, and children can become the lords of the Norn Territory. Of course, it must be a freedman. ”

Raymond bowed his head and touched his chest with his right hand, "Thank you very much, Lord Norn." ”

Fang Qiuling's aristocratic status could only be seen in a slight way from Old Tom. Old Tom is a veteran oilman, and he has seen a lot of nobles with higher titles, and the mere viscount has made his attitude a little better at most, he is never ambiguous when he should do it, and he will definitely scold when he should scold. In the eyes of Raymond, a businessman and commoner, the viscount is already an insurmountable "great nobleman", and he has never dared to look directly at it in his life.

The promise of the great nobles was no less useful to the commoners than the "holy decree", and it was not unhesitant to live and die for the sake of a promise. Especially Fang Qiuling, who is amiable, knowledgeable, and embodies "elegant" nobles all the time.

"Raymond, remember a little. We, with so many people, are here. Then, we also have the obligation and responsibility to take everyone back. ”

“…… Be. Keep it in mind below. ”

"It took so many days to come here, and what we want most is victory, and what we want most is honor." Fang Qiuling deliberately accentuated the word "we" and looked around at the attendants gathered around, "You are the same, what we need is a complete victory, not a narrow victory with heavy casualties!" ”

"Yes, my lord!"

The attendants tapped their right hands on their left chests.

"Remember your shame? Shame can only be washed away with blood! ”

The last sentence made the squire's eyes redden.

The decision to reprimand and expel from the Wuxi Cavalry Corps finally fell into the hands of the six attendants. The moment they received the decision, the six attendants burst into tears and fell to their knees for a long time.

The first monarch of Karsus, Richard Olosika von Karthas, established a perfect system of military promotions. Militia - town guard - regular army - knights, this clear route of promotion was the basis for the survival of Karthas at the beginning of its existence. However, after nearly 300 years of spring and autumn, the system of military merit promotion gradually became in name only.

The higher nobles controlled the ruling power of the localities, the lower nobles infiltrated the army step by step, and the knight class had long been reduced to a backward and conservative force in the local area. The wind of pompous is flourishing.

Especially after the Twilight War, which broke out nearly sixty years ago. The old king was killed on the battlefield, and the Knights and Guards, who were the backbone of the kingdom, were also severely damaged. At one time, there was a situation in the kingdom where the power of the nobility was stronger than that of the royal family. The new king succeeded to the throne in a battle between the open and the dark, and in the face of a devastated kingdom full of aristocratic power, he boldly invoked a new group of military nobles who emerged from the Twilight Moon War to limit the various privileges of the nobles. For example, Count DeHarus, lord of the Misty Lakes region, whose grandfather was an upstart who rose to prominence in the Twilight Wars.

Of course, the gate valve nobles will not sit idly by and watch their rights and interests suffer, and it is the consistent trick of the gate valve nobles to flexibly use various privileges for their own profits. And as the basis of the military aristocracy, that is, the foundation of the state of Karthas - the militia system, the gate lords and nobles also unceremoniously started.

There is no need for any special moves, and there is no basis for people to shine. The gate valve nobles just made a simple gesture, and the moths under their command sent the part of the expenses used for militia training directly to the treasury of the gate valve nobles. As for what to do with militia training, that's not their concern.

This is what Old Tom feels the most. Count Diharus was also a military nobleman, and he always kept an eye on the training of the militia. However, the amount of gold coins shipped by Seradia became smaller and smaller every year, and most of these coins needed to maintain the Seventh Knights of the Kingdom stationed at Fallen Leaf Pass, and the remaining small part of the funds were used to maintain the original size of the militia training, which gradually became more and more difficult. Therefore, elite and elite have become inevitable, and the Wuxi cavalry is also a product of this situation.

The identity of the Wuxi cavalry is nothing in the eyes of the nobles, and it doesn't hurt to scold a few words, and it doesn't matter if you are expelled from the country. But for the Wuxi cavalry itself, which was born as a civilian, the identity of the militia was not a privilege, and it was not a passage to the upper class. It is a responsibility, a responsibility to protect the homeland, and a heavy responsibility.

Regardless of personal gains and losses, he is willing to stand up and defend his homeland, this kind of behavior is undoubtedly worthy of recognition. But what does it really mean to let the hero shed blood and tears now?

- Shame, utter shame.

Shameful and courageous, Fang Qiuling woke them up with a stinky scolding. Let them realize that it is not they who are dishonoring the Foggy Cavalry, but the Foggy Cavalry smearing their own faces.

The militia is also a soldier, and if it is a soldier, it must be bloody.

"Shame can only be washed away with blood!"

Fang Qiuling used this sentence to successfully arouse the confidence of the six attendants and complete the pre-war mobilization.

"Dad, I don't have much cavalry combat experience, so I'll leave them to you."

Fang Qiuling is very self-aware. Maybe his strength is the top in the caravan, but the cavalry command is very meticulous, and he can't do it after only a few days of learning to ride a horse. Laymen don't have to pretend to be insiders, it's better to leave it to professionals.

"Good!"

Old Tom didn't shirk either, nodding his head in agreement.

Even if you are not a member of the cavalry charge, you will not need the spear you hold in your hand. Fang Qiuling casually stuffed the spear to Joestar.

"You take this thing, kill a few more."

"Yes, my lord!"

Then Fang Qiuling greeted, and Shino's smaller figure immediately appeared behind him.

"I'll go ahead with Shino to scout and be back soon."

"Got it, be careful." Old Tom waved his hand, "Why did you suddenly remember to go and investigate......"

"Improvised. I'll run straight when I see danger! ”