"Is there such a thing? Why didn't you tell the earl, Nalant!" Boris's eyes widened immediately after hearing this.
The exploitation of the serfs was not bad. Although he looked ugly, it was not surprising that the nobles nearby knew that Quint was a mean and bitter noble.
It is intolerable to violate the buffer zone, build camps and garrison troops, and also speak rudely to the 'original owner' of the buffer zone.
"After all, I am participating in a competition. If I ask for help from the Earl as soon as I arrive in the Storm Territory, I am worried that it will leave a bad impression on the Earl!"
"So, I thought about waiting for a while before reporting to the Earl. However, it seems that I was lucky. I don't know who it was, but I didn't know who it was, and it directly destroyed Quint's camp!"
Narant found a suitable excuse as an explanation.
Boris had no doubts after hearing this. This was indeed normal. After all, everything was about competition.
At that moment, the two of them chatted and returned to the castle!
…
"Seeley!"
At the same time, Quint was also on his way back to the small town of White Salt, riding on the somewhat overwhelmed war horse. Quint looked a little gloomy.
After thinking for a long time, he finally greeted a subordinate next to him.
"Sir, the little one is here!"
"You should now contact Baron Nasher, Baron Leander, and Baron Carl, and tell them that I need their help and ask them to send fifty fully armed guards to Quint Territory before tomorrow morning!
"
"This... sir, it would be bad if the earl knew about it!"
As the second son of an earl, if Quint directly contacted the vassals to mobilize troops without the authorization of the earl, his brother would probably be used as a basis for attack.
After all, those barons were his father's vassals. Since Quint could give an order once, what if he wanted to rebel in the future?
"You don't need to worry about this. Just follow my orders! My father has gone to the royal capital during this time. If you tell the three barons to be quiet, no one will find out about this!"
"Yes, sir!" Although the guard wanted to say something after hearing this, he finally swallowed it when he saw Quint's unkind expression.
Although he was authorized by Quint's mother to assist Quint, generally speaking, he only had the right to report to Quint's mother and did not have the right to command Quint.
"If you want to get Boris to show off in front of me, you don't even know who you are. You are just the good-for-nothing second son of a baron!" After his men left, Quint secretly resented it in his heart.
At this time, he asked the guards to go to the three barons to borrow troops, just to retaliate.
Since Narant thought that he could show off his power with just a baron ally, he also needed to teach Narant a lesson.
Of course, with Quint's strength, there was no need to borrow troops, but after this period of 'squandering', and Charlie and his party have not yet returned, the actual number of guards in his territory at this time is only thirty.
That's all.
Fortunately, his mother had also secretly managed the support of many nobles for him over the years. It was just a matter of saying a word to mobilize troops, and it was not really preparation for a war anyway.
…
Nalant didn't know that Quint was already fighting with him, so he was sending people to borrow troops to scare him.
Of course, Narant would be even happier if he knew about it, because his last few words were just to stimulate Quint and ask him to come to the border in person tomorrow, so that the gift he prepared for Quint would be more effective.
Effect.
Time turned and it was the next morning.
After a day of rest, the more than 80 guards brought by Boris were all full of energy.
"Narant, how will we conduct the drill today?"
After finishing a sumptuous breakfast with Nalant, Boris walked out of the castle. Boris looked at his more than 80 fully armed guards down the gentle slope and spoke cheerfully to Nalant.
"Boris, don't worry, I have already planned today's drill. We will conduct the drill at the field in Maiye Village in the morning, and in the afternoon we will go to the field at the edge of the Blazing Forest for the drill!"
Narant looked at Boris's eighty guards and smiled.
Of course, he was so happy because he felt that the rewards he had given were worthwhile, otherwise Boris would definitely not have brought so many subordinates.
"Okay, then it all depends on Nalant's arrangements later!" Boris nodded and didn't think much about it.
Afterwards, Nalant took all his guards out and headed to Maiye Village with Boris's people.
When they arrived at the grounds of Maiye Village, Catherine was already waiting here with all the barbarians.
"I've met the lord!"
"I've met the lord!"
Catherine and Raymond quickly came to Nalant to greet him.
"Yes!" Nalant nodded, then looked at Raymond, "Raymond, I'll thank you for your hard work in order to cooperate with today's exercise!"
"Lord, since we have become your subjects, we should do things according to your instructions. This is what we should do!"
This is the good thing about barbarians. As long as they make their own decisions, they rarely regret it. Especially Raymond, his treatment in Maiye Village in the past two days has been pretty good.
Except for the dozens of tribesmen who are called to work in the square every day, everyone else is provided with free food.
Moreover, even those working tribesmen are paid wages, just like other ordinary villagers in Maiye Village.
This completely put aside his original worries, and he felt that it would be good to be a citizen in the Storm Territory. As long as he took over his wife and children from the grassland, he would be able to live a stable life in the future.
"Very good, then Raymond, please arrange your clansmen into the arrow tower field now!"
Nalant's drill in Maiye Village today was indeed a drill, but it was just a preparation for the arrival of dark creatures at night.
At that moment, Nalant asked all the barbarians to enter the arrow tower position, and at the same time asked Vivian and the longbowmen to board the arrow tower.
"Your Excellency Boris, let's start the drill now! However, we are on the offensive side, while the barbarians and my longbowmen are on the defensive side."
"The attacker?" Boris was stunned. When he saw Nalant building so many arrow towers, he thought that his guards would defend and then let the barbarians attack.
"Yes, Boris, in my opinion, the best defense is offense!" Narant replied affirmatively.
"The best defense is offense? It seems to make sense!" Boris felt full of style as soon as he heard Nalant's words, and immediately nodded in agreement.
In fact, he brought his troops here just to increase his intimacy with Nalant. As for who he would actually cooperate with Nalant to attack in the future, he had never thought about it.
In his opinion, Narant and Quint basically can't fight.
Subsequently, the entire exercise was carried out according to Narante's instructions.
Both the barbarians and the guards in the field were all assigned a wooden stick with a thick wrist.
Swords have no eyes, and Narant doesn't want to have problems at this point.
Even if the wooden stick is hit in the melee, it will only be injured.
"Prepare to attack!" Both the guards and the barbarians got wooden sticks, and the two sides lined up. Nalant and Boris stood on the side and gave the order directly.
"Kill!" Under the personal supervision of his own master, each of the guards cheered up and shouted even if they were holding wooden sticks.
In an instant, nearly a hundred fully armed guards rushed towards the arrow tower site.