"Come! You are like this..." After pulling Kasluo away, Roland ordered in a low voice.
"Got it?" Roland raised his head and asked.
"Isn't this... not good?" Kaslo said although he was a little moved, but still worried.
"It's okay! Gu promised her to give her the best viewing position! Go and get ready! All kinds of causes and effects come to me!" Roland said in a bad tone.
"Yes..." Kaslo hesitantly agreed to Roland's order.
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"What should we do now?" Verve chewed dried meat and looked at Roland, who was studying the map captured from the chariot people.
"What the hell kind of rubbish map is this? They almost came to my house with this thing?" Roland casually threw the ghostly map to Verway.
"Have the statistics been calculated?" Roland raised his head and looked at Baron Bader next to him.
"Yes! Your Highness is out! We annihilated 368 enemies and captured 63 Rune light tanks!" Bader came to Roland's side with his long limbs.
"These bastards just deserved to die if they bumped into us!" Roland smiled and shook his head.
He was also helpless. These stupid chariot people miraculously passed by Kaslo and the others, but they ran into the knights and centaurs led by Roland... As a result, Roland brought the knights blessed by glory.
The centaurs blessed with the same destiny collided directly with these people, because they were two members on each chariot. With the number of both sides being about the same, Roland's team size was actually twice that of the opposite party.
After a round of charging... there were only three people left alive.
"Yes! I didn't expect it to go so smoothly..." Badr sighed, because all of them were professionals, so under the halo of all kinds of combat skills, the forward of this team of chariot people didn't even charge.
Blocking it, at least Balder saw a big knight slashing hard, cutting off at least ten heads. As for who the big knight was, Baldr didn't say...
"Ferwei! Come and see how we should go! Get an idea!" Roland said angrily.
"What is your purpose?" Verway suddenly became serious and stared at Roland.
"Purpose? Does breaking these people's legs count?" Roland grinned ferociously.
"..." Verwei's eyes twitched, and he suddenly felt that it was a mistake for him to come out with this thing. Of course, if Roland knew that he thought so, he would still pull him over. After all, there is a sixth-level person who can at least keep him safe.
Roland still cherished his life.
"Behind them is a captain of ten thousand men with four thousand men. Although I don't know whether the news is accurate or not, we all have to fight, right?" Roland said casually.
"Aren't you afraid of fraud?" Verve frowned.
"Do you want to listen to what you are talking about... Not everyone in the nearly 300-member knights can come and try their luck! At least these people are not worthy!" Roland's eyes flashed coldly. If someone really dared to fight with
If the knights he led were hedging, he wouldn't mind using his troops to defeat ten thousand armies.
"As long as you know what's going on." Verve shook his head. He didn't want to collect Roland's body.
"Otherwise you can mess with me! I will make you a Duke in the name of the King of Lagrand Kingdom and give you the corresponding fiefdom!" Roland looked at Vervey and said seriously. He really wanted to win over Vervey.
Getting on his own chariot, even if it is not for the sake of those elven soldiers, the price is enough for Verway alone.
The price given by Roland is indeed not low. The mainstream aristocratic rules in the world are very strict. The feudal aristocracy is divided into the real power aristocracy and the real feudal aristocracy. The real power aristocracy means that everything in your fief is under your own control. As long as your I have no objection to being a prince. Even if you have 100,000 young people and 100,000 troops, no one will care about you. You are the most powerful class among all nobles. Among them, there are two types: military nobles and commercial nobles. One is based on strong military power. To gain a foothold, one is to enjoy the world by relying on the specialties of the fiefdom.
The real nobility gives you a fief, but some of the rights of the fief are directly controlled by the king or the feudal prince. Compared with the real nobility, it is controlled by others.
The unspoken rule derived from this is that barons and counts are mostly real nobles. This type of nobles is mostly found on the border and belongs to the sword-carrying nobles among the nobles. Viscounts are real nobles. They usually guard various vital points or for the lord. It is a place where wealth gathers, and most of these nobles are people who are deeply trusted by the lord.
As for the dukes, they are generally sword-carrying nobles on a certain border. They have the function of opening up territories. Some of them even attach themselves to the empire and establish their own duchy. For example, this is the case with the Grand Duchy of Nyx, although it is an independent country. But they are still subject to the control of the monarchy. There is also the palace duke. Although they have the title of nobility as a duke, they cannot go to the fiefdom to get it. They can only get the industrial tax revenue from the fiefdom in their name. At the same time, they are supported by their own prince. .
Marquis is the most special noble title. This title is generally not awarded easily. Once it is awarded, at least it is to a powerful noble. The most important thing is that the title is usually either a king or an emperor. After all, there is something called an elector... ...How awesome is an elector? Most principalities can’t do more than one elector.
This is only the situation of the feudal nobles. The situation of the court nobles, honorary nobles who are not hereditary nobles, and the down-and-out nobles is more complicated...
It can be seen that the price proposed by Roland is very generous, but it is not a loss. Once a kingdom of prairie elves appears in the wasteland, it will have a huge impact. The powerful centripetal force of the prairie elves will definitely make all the prairie elves flow into Lager. Under the rule of Lang Kingdom, it would not be a dream for Roland to have at least a thousand elf rangers for free.
"Forget it... I don't have any plans now. I just want to keep my people safe!" Fan Erwei didn't seem very interested. His eyes were full of helplessness. For him, those things were too far away.
"Didn't I promise you that I would crown you king?" Roland changed his concept here. What he originally said was to witness Vervay's coronation as king.
"Forget it, have you ever seen an elf king with only a few hundred people under his command?" Verve grinned awkwardly.
"It's okay. I'll bring all the prairie elves back to you when the time comes!" Roland promised, patting his chest.
"..." Verway's eyes twitched, feeling that something bad was about to happen.
"Okay, I'll tell them to get ready for our eastern expedition!" Roland's eyes flashed coldly.
Why do you barbarians dare to march westward before my majestic King Lagrand takes action? In that case, let’s give it a try.
"It's time to avenge the Crusaders!" Roland found an excuse. After all, are you a noble? In a noble profession that requires erecting a memorial arch, it is always important to have a master who is famous.