After all the horse thieves had run away, the three rescued people hurriedly took the initiative to greet them. A knight shouted loudly before he could get closer. "This is the chariot of Count Philippe, son of Marquis Rudin Syrias!"
The young man following behind quickly tidied up his messy clothes. He seemed to attach great importance to his own image.
The baron's face was stern, and he quickly stepped forward and bowed slightly. "Count Philip, Baron Kellio of the southern border welcomes you." Angelet also smiled and bowed to show respect.
When the other soldiers heard that it was an earl, they all started whispering. Seeing that the two leaders had saluted, the soldiers saluted and greeted each other in different directions. Some knelt down on one knee, some just bent down, and some were nondescript.
He drew his sword as a signal.
When the baron heard the movements of the soldiers behind him, he couldn't help but feel speechless. Angelet also couldn't laugh or cry.
"As the crisis approached, Lord Kellio came to the rescue. I will remember this favor." Philip, a young man in fine clothes, didn't care about the soldiers' actions and directly stepped forward and said loudly. His voice was clear and sounded similar.
Those pretty-faced singers on Earth in Angelet’s previous life were very magnetic.
The baron straightened up with a sincere expression. "Your Majesty, the journey is long and the carriage and horses are tiring. I don't know which direction you are planning to go?"
Earl Philip and the two knight guards looked at each other. He hesitated slightly and said, "We are going to the port of Maluya. The governor there is my father's brother in life and death. In this war, we are also going to go and join him." Philip.
He smiled. There was a slight feeling of alienation in his tone without losing the closeness. Knowing that Keerlio was just a baron and he seemed respectful and polite, I must be asking for something from him, so naturally the arrogance of his rank was revealed.
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"Then does Lord Count have somewhere to go now? If not, you might as well join my convoy and go to Maluya Port together." The Baron was delighted, but his face remained calm.
Philip had already had this intention, with a look of excitement on his face.
A young knight whispered a few words in his ear, and he nodded slightly. "Well, I was originally planning to return to my father's motorcade, but since His Excellency the Baron has kindly invited me, I will join your motorcade."
"This idiot!" Angelet was speechless. "If you can go back to your father's team, who would be willing to join a small aristocratic team with unclear intentions? He can't even make excuses. It's obvious that this Philip is the same as the others.
Father's convoy got separated. It must have been caused by a large group of horse thieves." Angelet's eyes fell on the two fancy knights. "It's just two peacocks." He commented directly.
The baron accompanied Philip and the three of them back to the motorcade, and everyone in the carriage also came down to greet them. Philip didn't say much, just nodded casually.
Angelet frowned slightly. He watched the baron and the three of them discussing with each other some of the past affairs of the Rudin Kingdom.
Point. Philip's carriage also approached the convoy and joined the queue.
Angelet stood aside with Captain Mark. Due to his qualifications and title, he could not participate in such a conversation. He could only listen on the side. After chatting for a while, Philip yawned slightly. "Sir Kyle, I
I feel a little sleepy, so I’ll go back and rest first.”
"Okay, we are here to protect you. Lord Count, please rest assured." The Baron said with a smile.
Philip nodded lightly. Followed by a knight, he returned to his carriage. The other knight whispered a few words to the baron.
"I understand, please wait a moment." The baron nodded. The knight also walked towards the carriage with satisfaction.
Angelet heard clearly from the side. The other party was asking if there was enough water and food.
He waited for the three people to leave before he spoke. "Father, although our drinking water has just been replenished, it is only enough for us for about a month, and we have to save as much as possible, and there is not much food left..."
The Baron raised his hand to stop what he was saying. "We have rescued Earl Philip this time, and the benefits we can get when we arrive at Maluya Port will definitely far outweigh the difficulties. Let's all save a little more and try our best to provide sufficient water and food.
Things will be better in the future.”
Angele frowned. "Who knows if what they said is true?"
"I have heard of his title before, and it is said that he is one of the favorite sons of the Marquis of Syria. He actually has two middle-class knight guards around him, which shows that he attaches great importance to him." The baron explained.
"Those two don't look like knights in strength..." Angelet said doubtfully.
The baron smiled. "What they use is the so-called court swordsmanship. It is mainly used for viewing. Most of the time they are practiced for the upper-class nobles. They look good on the surface, but after years of degradation in actual combat, they have long been vulnerable. And
Their knight-level strength is probably accumulated through various precious resources. Those two knights probably have unusual backgrounds."
"Is that so?" Angelet thought thoughtfully.
The Baron patted Angelet on the shoulder. "Everyone, please be accommodating to those three people. Thanks to those horse thieves, our horses can be constantly replaced, and the speed of continuous advancement is greatly increased. It is estimated that we will reach the border in two months and enter."
In the Andes, you don’t have to wait too long.”
Angelet nodded and stopped talking.
The two guards walked to the count's carriage with food and water bags and handed them over.
Other soldiers gathered around the horses of thieves whose owners had died to use as backup chariots.
Angelet walked to the horse thieves he shot and checked the wooden arrows. Most of them were broken and could not be used. And these horse thieves did not carry bows and arrows. He frowned and stood up. He held one in his hand.
A brown wooden arrow full of cracks. With a slight exertion, the wooden arrow clicked in two short strokes.
"It's really troublesome." Angelet showed a hint of helplessness on his face. "There are also fewer and fewer wooden arrows."
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Three days later...somewhere in the middle of Anser Grassland.
The gray drizzle drifted in waves with the direction of the wind.
On the endless green grassland, a small carriage team was moving forward slowly. Four black carriages were lined up. The second carriage in the middle looked much more gorgeous than the other carriages.
In the compartment of the first carriage, a brown-haired boy with a calm face was chewing something carefully. In his hand was a bunch of purple-red wild raspberries. The boy's appearance was not handsome, but his eyes were calm and composed, giving him a
He has an unusually calm and reliable feeling. He is clean and capable in a black hunting suit. This man is none other than Angelet, who is working hard to recover these days.
He reached out and pulled off a purple raspberry and put it into his mouth. Angelet's face turned slightly sour, but he endured it. There was a black water bag on the small table next to him, and there was another water bag next to it.
A large bunch of purple raspberries. Angele continued to eat the raspberries one by one, turning his face sideways to look at the grassland outside the car window from time to time. After more than ten minutes, all the raspberries on his hands and on the table were eaten.
Liecai picked up the water bag and took a deep sip.
The car curtain was opened from the outside with a roar. A middle-aged man with long flaxen hair stooped and walked in. He had a beard and was wearing black and red aristocratic clothes. He was Baron Kellio.
He frowned and whispered: "Angelet, we may be in trouble. There is not much food and drinking water now. It is only enough for everyone to consume for half a month."
Angelet's face darkened. "After careful calculation, the addition of those three people will indeed cause some trouble. What are you going to do, father?"
"If you can't, just kill the horses." The baron said helplessly. "Anyway, we captured the horses of four horse thieves earlier."
"This is a last resort." Angelet whispered. "Horse meat is sour, unpleasant, and rough. I guess no one likes to eat it except when they are hungry."
The baron was also silent, thinking about whether there was any other way.
"Yesterday, I saw the earl pouring a large bucket of water from the carriage. It should be used for bathing. A lot of the white bread and broth sent over were not eaten and were poured directly on the roadside. If this continues, it will
Even the water and food are not enough for them," Angelet said helplessly.
"If you don't take good care of that person, the kindness may turn into hatred. There's nothing we can do about it." The baron smiled bitterly. "Those three are used to being pampered. Just now they were asking me for oil to clean their weapons and armor. Now we are even
The gas is almost gone, and they still want to use it to clean their equipment!"
"Forget it, just be patient a little longer. Father, you'd better have a good talk with them, otherwise if this continues, they will waste all the food in the team in less than five days." Angelet reminded.
"Well, I will go and tell them personally." The baron also nodded.
The baron stood up, opened the curtain, and walked out of the carriage. Angelet also sighed, picked up the water bag and shook it, only half of it was left. He also stood up, jumped out of the carriage, and walked back.
After getting on the last carriage, the captain Mark was driving the horse listlessly. When he saw Angelet approaching, he forced a smile.