The Sun King's Evidence

Ryan thought carefully about what he did again. He should not have touched the most sensitive areas of the nobles. He could use some excuses to excuse many actions, such as being new to the territory and eager to serve. .

It can only be said that there are few fools among the great nobles. He just showed some signs of this, and a king's order came into his hands. This was both a slap and a warning, and at the same time it was the king's win over.

Ryan knew that he had to personally lead the people to participate in this battle. At this time, he had to keep in step with everyone and ensure that he would not arouse the collective resentment of the great nobles before he could gain a firm foothold. Perform some performances to prove your strength.

"In that case, then I will personally lead the army of the baron to join the knightly army at the Waremi camp near the Arden Forest." Ryan made up his mind. What is supposed to come will always come. Faced with all kinds of troubles , I can only face difficulties head-on instead of escaping from them.

"I will go with you." Sulia suddenly said: "This year's chivalry war is the turn of Marquis Connery to serve. He is not a nobleman who is good at military affairs. My father means that you will command Winford. army."

"Then there is no need for Miss Sulia..." Ryan seemed to want to persuade, but the female knight's attitude was very determined: "I will definitely participate in the chivalry war. I am the daughter of the Holy Grail Knight and Duke Winford!"

"Then I can only say, please give me some advice this summer, dear Miss Sulia." Ryan knew that she had made up her mind, so she said no more.

The female knight did not stay with Ryan for long. She was still unmarried and was not suitable to spend the night in a man's home. After saying a few more words, Sulia got on the Pegasus and galloped away.

"Mr. Ryan...are you going to fight again?" Emilia said worriedly. The little maid walked to Ryan's side, her big eyes twinkling.

"The only thing that can guarantee our survival in this dark world is war." Ryan looked at the moonlight outside the window and the Midsummer Festival bonfire party, shaking his head slightly.

If you want to protect this prosperity and gain tranquility and peace, there is only war, and you can only continue to declare war on the darkness.

"You must come back victorious, Mr. Lane." Emilia knew that there was nothing she could do, so the girl could only stand next to Lane and whisper her blessings.

"Emilia, it's not like I'm going on an expedition tomorrow." Ryan smiled bitterly. He touched the little maid's head: "Study hard. No one will bully you in school, right?"

"No, President Sulia usually takes me with him. The classmates all think that I am President Sulia's maid, so no one bullies me." Emilia nodded repeatedly, and the girl's face was very satisfied: "Miss Sulia is the president of the college council. She is really gentle and treats me very well."

"That's good." Ryan said nothing more, he was obviously worried.

Emilia had a feeling that the relationship between the man in front of her and her was gradually becoming distant.

It turned out that when they were in Marienburg, there were only two people in the house, she and Ryan, and they got along very easily with each other. He often chatted and joked with her when he had time. Even after there were other maids in the house, It didn't affect the relaxed atmosphere.

But now...

The girl looked at Ryan's background and sighed secretly. She really hoped to help Mr. Ryan.

She made up her mind that she must study hard and try to help him in the future.

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On Midsummer, Lane and his retainers raised an infantry force of about two hundred men.

A week later.

Katzenberg stood beside Ryan with his hands behind his back: "My Baron, we have recruited a total of 207 infantry, including 102 pikemen, 41 sword and shield soldiers, and 64 archers."

The newly recruited troops stood on a flat ground, being inspected by the lord and receiving new weapons and armor.

The Baron is actually not very satisfied with these newly recruited soldiers. Most of them are too thin or too ignorant. There are very few qualified recruits that meet the Baron's real needs. However, the Baron knows that in this world, serfs have lacked nutrition since childhood. And lacking basic training, they were born short and thin. All the nobles could do was to pick out the bigger ones and select those who were as strong as possible and who knew how to use weapons.

So he originally planned to recruit 300 people, but Ryan temporarily changed his mind and only recruited about 200 people. This could not only ensure farming and labor, but also maintain security in the territory.

He is not afraid of others coming to steal his home.

"The king has issued a recruitment order. In August, I will take people to the Waremi camp to report to the Marquis of Anchi." Ryan turned around and looked at his two knights errant: "My knights, tell me , how well can you train these soldiers in one month?"

"It's difficult to train them into shape within a month, my baron." Olivier spoke. The handsome knight errant touched the beard on his chin: "We can only do our best."

Ryan had no choice but to focus on his brother Angron.

"Don't look at me, brother, these brats can't stand my training. I can only say that they are all trash and scum." Angron said disdainfully. The Primarch of the World Eater looked down upon these recruits: "Brother, if you want me to help you train soldiers, you'd better send me some sturdier people...for example, someone who can fight like you."

"Forget it..." Ryan thought to himself that I can withstand your beating.

After his resurrection, Angron was very weak. He had neither power armor nor a power ax on him. The disappearance of the Butcher's Nail also affected his combat effectiveness. According to his brother, his current strength is only about 50% of what he was at his peak. About 70% or 80% could be restored to 70% or 80% if given two or three years. As for power armor and power axes, there is nothing that can be done.

A month is not long or short, and training as quickly as possible can still have some effect. However, what makes Ryan unhappy is that neither of his two knights are good at training armies. Lops and Olivier is from a wandering knight, and they are not very capable of training new recruits.

Not bad, Ryan turned around and said to the last person standing in the crowd: "Then I can only trouble you, Hux."

A young knight with bright eyes and eyebrows stood behind the crowd. There was a thin scar on his face from his left eye to the tip of his right nose, which made his face look a bit fierce.

This knight errant is a newly enfeoffed knight errant from Ryan. He comes from the Duchy of Le-Angoulan in Brittany. He is the second son of the Heath family. He was sent to the imperial capital of Brunswick since he was a child due to inheritance issues. Go to study at the Army Academy in Grammar.

However, when the knight returned from his studies, his family territory had been destroyed by the beastmen, and countless people and his relatives were turned into dust. When he found the king, he received news like a bolt from the blue, because The family failed to hold on to its territory, and the family's title had been revoked.

Hux knew that he had no ability to restore the territory, so he took on his family's coat of arms and became a knight errant again. After hearing that Ryan, the Holy Grail Knight, had a real seal here, he came to Baron Jean to claim his own territory. recommend.

Hux has excellent martial arts skills and is good at training and formation. His several years of studying in the Empire have made him proficient in infantry training and tactical command. After the inspection, Ryan quickly fell in love with him, and he immediately moved towards the new Holy Grail Knight. Pledge of allegiance.

"Okay, my baron." The knight errant had a gloomy face. He rarely smiled. He only obeyed Ryan's orders.

The Chivalry War was about to begin, and Ryan still had a lot to do. After arranging for Olivier and Hux to follow him on the expedition, while Lops and Angron stayed behind, Ryan called his butler Katzenberg. Come: "Is there enough food in the warehouse to feed the army for forty days?"

To participate in the chivalry war, the lord must provide his own food and grass for his army. This is a custom. The lord has to serve the king for forty days every year. Therefore, the army led by the lord must raise 40 days of food and grass by itself and then fight for the king for free. If this period is exceeded, the king must provide military pay and food supplies to the lord.

"If His Excellency the Baron intends to send troops according to the standards of Baron Jean, then it is barely enough." Katzenberg did some mental calculations and came up with a number: "It may be a little nervous, but we only need to reduce some unnecessary expense……"

"I will find merchants to purchase some more grain." Ryan nodded: "We can't just watch the grain depots empty."

"This is the best choice, my Baron." Katzenberg felt that this was the best. This Baron's strong ability in domestic affairs was admirable.

Then Ryan called Gasparton and asked his tax collector to prepare for tax collection, and told him to bring church personnel and soldiers with him when collecting taxes. It is not news that serfs violently resist taxation.

This situation is serious everywhere, especially among road tax collectors. This position is a truly high-risk profession. It is said that road tax collectors who can live for more than two years are already "long-lived people."

After things were settled, Ryan received news that businessman Oliver came to visit with people, so he immediately said: "Bring Mr. Oliver in."

The pot-bellied imperial businessman walked in with a smile. When he saw Ryan, he immediately saluted respectfully: "Good morning, Your Excellency Baron."

"Hello, Mr. Oliver, I just have something to ask you." Ryan stood up to express his enthusiasm, and then motioned Oliver to sit on the soft seat: "How is the reclamation and town expansion going?"

"This is what I want to report to the Baron. We have expanded the town by one-third along the city wall. Many people are interested in the newly expanded land, including... elves. ." Oliver hesitated for a moment, then said.

"Elf?" Ryan became interested.

"Well, they are the wood elves from San Lorenzo, or the Forest of Athel Loren as it is called here. They seem to be looking for stable trading partners and establishing an observatory." Oliver continued: "But they refused to negotiate with us, they said They will not communicate with despicable and cunning humans, they are only willing to talk to the Knight of the Holy Grail."

"Then why didn't you bring them to see me?"

"They... were reluctant to go near crowded places. Seeing that the Holy Grail Knight was not there, they said they would come back in a few months." Oliver said distressedly: "No matter how I tried to persuade them, they refused to listen. I even told them to wait here. After a while, I went to find the baron, and they all suspected that I was going to find the army, so..." Oliver spread his hands: "They disappeared."

"Well, they are really a careful group of guys. Let's wait for next time. I guess the pointy-eared guys didn't plan to discuss it all at once this time. They just came to explore the bottom." Ryan smiled.

The wood elves are secretive and absolutely isolated. They live in the large forest of Athel Loren in the south of Britannia. Although they have signed an alliance with Britannia, it is only a loose agreement of mutual recognition and mutual assistance.

Wood elves would trade with knights, but after being deceived countless times by "treacherous" and "despicable" humans for countless years, the wood elves learned to be smart, and they only trade with lords who are Holy Grail knights.

In other words, they only trust the Grail Knight.

In any case, these matters will have to be resolved after Ryan returns from the expedition: "Let's not talk about it for now, Oliver, I need you to help me purchase some food."

"It's easy, my baron." Oliver also replied seriously: "I have established trade relations with the merchants of Winford and Bordeaux. As long as the quantity is not too large, I can buy it."

"Very good!" The worry in his heart was solved, and Ryan felt relieved.

Then, the baron called Hadrian again. This big merchant from the southern country was setting up many workshops along the river. His movements were the slowest, because most of the workers were building castles and cultivating farmland. Many of them were building castles and cultivating farmland. He also needed to transport the tools and equipment from Marienburg, and what Ryan needed was to wait patiently.

"Arrange it as soon as possible, Mr. Hadrian." Ryan said softly. As the time of serving as lord became longer, the Holy Grail Knight became more and more powerful.

"Okay, Sir Ryan."

The next time was spent dealing with government affairs and patrolling the territory. Ryan often took time to go to his brother to "ask for punishment". Angron was very willing to teach his younger brother. Ryan had made a lot of gains for a period of time. He could I feel that my strength at the middle level of legend has faint signs of breaking through again.

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Time has arrived in early August, the season of shining gold, the clear sky in midsummer, and the blazing sunshine scorching the earth.

The army is ready to go.

Lane's army participating in the chivalry war this time consisted of him, three knights, Hux and Olivier, five knights' retinues, and fifty-three infantrymen. Due to the small number of soldiers, Lane did not recruit and receive any accompanying troops.

Ryan was wearing the Gray Knight's psionic power armor, holding a griffin warhammer, with the Holy Grail Knight badge hanging on his chest. He was riding on the pure-blood elf war horse Grape, and shouted to his soldiers: "Are you ready? I soldiers?"

"My Baron! We are ready!" After a month of training, the infantry in front of them looked more or less like an army. At least they could stand in order and wait for orders.

More, we can only rely on the baptism of blood and fire.

"Go!" The gate of the town opened, and the new baron led his army to leave the town, preparing to go to the Waremi camp near the Arden Forest.

On the city tower, the dark elf Orika was watching Ryan lead his army away alone.

"Master..." A silver pendant was hung on Olika's plump chest. It was something Ryan specially spent time making for her to protect her.

Holding the necklace tightly with both hands, Olica placed the pendant against her heart.

"Owner……"

"Master?" A dazzling white light appeared behind her, and the dark elf turned around subconsciously, and a white jade hand touched her forehead.

Orika struggled in vain for a while, and then her body went limp. Facing the terrifying strength of the visitor, she had no ability to resist. She could only struggle and said: "The lake... the lady in the lake?"

"Olica, Olica-Corendia?" The lake fairy had a faint smile on her face, but it was unspeakably dangerous.

"You really recognized me! Lilith!"

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