Just the day after Lurk arrived in Delhi City, Earl Sucan asked him for military assistance: Teacher Lurk, I wonder if you have heard of the Mai people?My spies told me that they are now secretly contacting other indigenous tribes to unite to attack Delhi!
Lurk was not surprised by his request. He was the time to be helpless now.
Even though he was a master and apprentice, he lived under the sect of Count Sucan, which was like a guest minister he offered to him.
If the owner is in trouble, it is natural to ask him to help.
What's the big deal about indigenous rebellion? I'll help you kill their leader!Without waiting for Earl Sucan to formally ask, Lurk promised to help him quell the rebellion.
No, don't kill her, just catch her, otherwise the scale of the rebellion will be even larger!
What surprised Lurk was that Earl Sucan did not want to kill the rebellious leader, and this leader seemed to be a woman!
You probably don’t understand the customs of the Mai people.They do not believe in the many gods of the Pantheon, but worship a plant called (mill).Their leader is called Maggie, the witch who can communicate with Maggie...
Earl Sucan narrated the history of the Mai tribe to Lurk with interest, because this ancient tribe really has something surprising.
Don't talk about so many unrelated things.I just need to capture that woman named Maggie and you can quell the rebellion, right?
Unfortunately, Lurk had no interest in these things.There are so many indigenous races in the southern provinces. He is not a scholar who studies indigenous culture, so he doesn't bother to remember these things.
Lurk just wanted to use the simplest and quickest way to help Count Sucan solve the problem. He was in a bad mood now and was about to kill some people to vent the depression in his chest.
Yes, but Maggie's identity is very secretive, and she will not be found without using a little trick.Earl Sucan said with a treacherous smile: I am going to lead the army to the settlement of the Mai people, and then exert the power of the first night power on the girls in their tribe.If anyone dares to reject my request, then she may be Maggie!
Is this really OK?
Lurk felt even more depressed.What kind of Mai people plan to rebel... Earl Sucan is clearly making excuses, he just plays with the beautiful girl of Mai for reasons!
There must be no problem!If Maggie was fucked by me, Maggie would refuse to come, and her prestige and status in the clan would plummet. It would take at least ten years to cultivate a second Maggie. Without Maggie as their spiritual leader, Maggie would have to swallow its anger within ten years and would never dare to resist my rule!
Lurk had nothing to say about Count Sucan's despicable and shameless strategy, and he could only agree to protect him during the period when he was messing with the beautiful Mai tribe.
When Jiang Shuihan was guided to Delhi City under the guidance of King Wen's divine class, Lurk and Earl Sucan's army had already left to quell the rebellion of the Mai tribe.
This is Jiang Shuihan's first time coming to Delhi City.
Looking down from the air, the first thing that caught his eye was the large number of crumbling and chaotic thatched huts outside the city walls.
Every city has slums, and even in the city of Gorodo, which is enforcing benevolent politics, there is such an area, allowing the poor who have lost their livelihood to settle down, because the wilderness outside the city is too dangerous.
The lord of Delhi City obviously did not care about the lives of these poor people. He believed that only nobles and proprietors were qualified to live in the city.
Most of the residents walking on the road were pale and thin, with dull eyes, and seemed to be hungry at any time.
Most of them rely on farming as their own local farmers, and a few are refugees who wander from afar. These poor and low-ranking people are hard to get even food to survive.
What an incredible city!
Compared with this city lord, the most despicable nobles Jiang Shuihan has ever seen have become cute.
At least in places ruled by the nobles, although the poor were in a low position, they could at least make do with it.
The land around Delhi was relatively barren, but the nobles who ruled this barren land were more greedy and mean. They demanded more taxes to the farmers under their rule than elsewhere.
Jiang Shuihan landed in a place where no one was around, and then further observed the situation of the city.
The residents in the city seem to be in better condition than those outside, but they are also taciturn, giving people a feeling of being out of place.
Walking past them, it seemed like walking in another world. The too quiet atmosphere made him even feel that he was not in the same city.
There is no doubt that this is a city that implements high-pressure rule, and civilians dare not even chat casually in public.
If Jiang Shuihan was not wearing aristocratic clothes, the city guards with gloomy faces would probably come to check his identity.
When Jiang Shuihan saw several outsiders dressed in civilians and distributed food to some local poor people, he knew they were in trouble.
Bang!
A city guard commander swung his horse whip and whipped the head of a poor man who had just received the food.
The old woman, who was very pity, threw herself to the ground with a scream. The yellow-faced refugees around her immediately fled like a frightened flock of sheep.
You dirty beggars are not allowed to enter the city!
The commander of the city guards sternly intimidated the poor. Looking at their trembling expressions, he couldn't help laughing, his body was shaking.
Looking at his red eyes and the smell of alcohol emitted from his body, he was obviously drunk in the tavern and deliberately made fun of these poor people.
Don't hit anyone!A red-haired boy holding the hilt of the sword stopped in front of the city guard commander: Where is your boss?I'm going to accuse him of your crime!
The commander of the city guard glanced at the young man with his eyes: Who are you?
The red-haired boy proudly replied: I am the trialist who is going to Blackstone City to sign up for the Royal Trial!
The commander of the city guard looked at him carefully again and sneered: Are you a noble?Or are you just lucky enough to get recommendation from a certain noble?
The red-haired boy raised his head high and said: My father is a jazz, of course I am qualified to participate in the trial!
The commander of the city guards hesitated and waved his hand and said: Then you go to Blackstone City to participate in your trial, don’t hinder my official duties here!
The red-haired boy sneered: Is your so-called execution of official duties meant to continue to oppress civilians?
The commander of the city guard finally became impatient and said with a grim smile: How dare you make trouble for me just a jazz son?
He picked up the copper whistle hanging around his waist and blew hard, and the city guard soldiers who were watching the show in the distance rushed over.
Arrest him and his companions!The commander of the city guards shouted: I suspect they were spies sent by the Mai people!
After all, the red-haired boy and his companions lack the experience of exploring outside.
Seeing the sharp and shining spears aimed at them, they pulled out the long swords at their waists to defend themselves. This action gave the commander of the city guard more excuses.
Kill them!The commander of the city guard shouted in a broken gong-like voice: They took action first. If we don’t kill them, they will come and kill us!
The soldiers in the army are different from ordinary warriors. As long as they hear the command of the superior, they don’t care whether they will hurt the innocent.
With the command of the city guard, the archers under his command had already taken out their longbows and fired fiercely at the enemy opposite.
For a moment, arrows were raining like rain, and more than a dozen innocent civilians fell down around the red-haired boy.
The crossbow arrows produced by the Imperial Military Factory are extremely sharp and they are simply unstoppable with their weak fighting spirit!
You bastards!
The red-haired boy was furious and roared angrily, dancing his long sword and sweeping towards his arrows, while moving closer to his companions.
Jiang Shuihan couldn't help but shake his head when he saw this.He had some expectations for this righteous red-haired boy, but who knew that the other party had martial arts but had a wooden head.
In this case, the correct way should be to hold the city guard commander hostage and force him to order the archers to stop shooting.
He is now joining his companions, which seems to be a noble act of sharing weal and woe, but in fact it will kill his companions!
There is no way. Since some things are encountered, we have to take care of them. Who told Jiang Shuihan's conscience is still preserved by a little maid named Audrey?
Phantom shifts!
Jiang Shuihan shouted lightly and disappeared from the spot like a ghost. The next moment, he appeared beside the commander of the city guards!
By the time the other party noticed it, the young man had already pressed a short sword against his neck: Master, you should know what to do, right?
Stop... Stop shooting...
Feeling the slight pain coming from my neck, the commander of the city guard shouted at the top of his lungs.
Let them throw their weapons and bows to the ground, and then run back to the barracks!
Jiang Shuihan's voice was very gentle, but it contained a kind of force that made people dare not refuse. The commander of the city guard gave an order in a crying voice.
He has been in Delhi City for more than ten years.
He roared in the tavern, and even the veteran mercenary would be so scared that he didn't dare to say anything, but now he felt that the power of the other party had completely covered him.
Even though he knew that he could not escape death today, he still did not dare to resist, because he felt in his subconscious that the person who held him was even more terrifying than the one hundred city lords combined!
very good!
Jiang Shuihan put away his dagger and said to the commander of the city guard: Because you are quite obedient, I will give you a chance to die happily!
He looked at the red-haired boy who was holding his companion's corpse and said calmly: If you have the courage to avenge your companion, you can now make a duel to this commander!
The commander of the city guard looked at Jiang Shuihan with eager eyes: Sir, if I win this duel, can I survive?
It's a pity that you can't win!Jiang Shuihan smiled and shook his head: Even if you add up ten of them, you are not the opponent of the red-haired boy.He is too kind and too naive. He should have cut off your head with one sword when you blew your whistle!
At this time, the red-haired boy had already woken up from his grief. He walked to Jiang Shuihan and bent down deeply: I am Duoou from the Southeast Province, thank you for your life-saving grace.I hope that after I kill this person, you can give me a chance to repay you!
The commander of the city guard roared with a ferocious face: I will not be killed by you, a young man like you, I...
This is his last words in this world.
Just as Jiang Shuihan predicted, the commander of the city guards did not even block the red-haired boy's sword. His head flew high into the air, his face full of incredible expression.
Duoou obviously killed someone for the first time. His face was a little pale. He walked to Jiang Shuihan and knelt on one knee and gave a knight's greeting: Sir, although I don't know your identity, please allow me to show my loyalty to you.As long as you allow me to follow your steps, I will use my sword to protect your dignity and glory to the death!
Jiang Shuihan looked at the impulsive boy speechlessly: Can you be sure I am a noble?What if I was just wearing noble clothes?
Duoou replied with a sigh: It doesn’t matter whether you are a noble or not. I only know that you are a master worthy of my followers. I have never seen any big shot with such unattainable demeanor as you have.My intuition tells me that my sword and I exist in this world for adults.If you reject my request, my future life will be bleak!
Dry!You, the elm-head, is this a loyalty word for your followers or a proposal to the girl?Cross veins broke out on Jiang Shuihan's head, but in order to maintain his image, he could not have an attack on this stupid boy.
Well, although your mind is a little rigid, compared with those vulgar guys, you are at least a normal person!Jiang Shuihan drew out a long sword and put it on the shoulder of the red-haired boy: I, the lord of the city of Gordoro and the first-class baron of the Empire, Jiang Shuihan, has appointed Duoou as the family knight, and appoint you as the commander of the city guards of Gordoro!
Well, it is just such a fool who claims to be righteous all day long that is suitable for sitting in such a position!
Duoou almost jumped up in fear.
Although he is not from the southern province, Jiang Shuihan is an idol admired by young people like him.
Starting from a barren town, it became a great prince who ruled the country in just three years.
Even in the idiotic knight novel, there is no such incredible storyline!
Lord Baron, I never dare to dream of becoming your retainer one day!There were countless golden stars shining in Duoou's eyes. What royal trial will make it go to hell!
I want to follow the footsteps of my idol in life and write a heroic epic that has been passed down for thousands of years!
Jiang Shuihan looked at the boy who was simply like white paper, and a wicked smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth: You should still be a virgin, right?
Duoou blushed and replied embarrassedly: Yes, sir!
Jiang Shuihan said with a serious expression: Then, the first task I assigned you is to go to the brothel to find the most experienced prostitute and let her turn you into a real man!
What?But Duoou of Pity widened his eyes and looked at Jiang Shuihan timidly: You're not kidding, are you?But... I already have a fiancée!
Jiang Shui said with a cold face: Do you want to reject me the first thing I asked you to do?
Duoou held the hilt of the sword tightly, and after a long struggle in his heart, he replied as if he was on the execution ground: Obey the order, sir!
Jiang Shuihan smiled: I will reimburse you for this fee, don’t feel embarrassed.Because only a real man can assume the responsibility of commander of the city guards, as for your fiancée, you will also thank me. On your wedding night, you will at least not be as confused as you are today!
Duoou left with embarrassment and dreams.He is a lucky young man who can seize the opportunity, while his companions leave their lives in a foreign land.
However, this also gave Jiang Shuihan another reason to deal with the friend of the lord and retainer of Delhi City. He was killed by your subordinates, so I would kill all your family and swallow your territory.
What?
Is this a far-fetched reason?
Please!Since killing a bastard like you will be a lot of people applauding you, will I need to spend more and better reasons?
Lurk was not surprised by his request. He was the time to be helpless now.
Even though he was a master and apprentice, he lived under the sect of Count Sucan, which was like a guest minister he offered to him.
If the owner is in trouble, it is natural to ask him to help.
What's the big deal about indigenous rebellion? I'll help you kill their leader!Without waiting for Earl Sucan to formally ask, Lurk promised to help him quell the rebellion.
No, don't kill her, just catch her, otherwise the scale of the rebellion will be even larger!
What surprised Lurk was that Earl Sucan did not want to kill the rebellious leader, and this leader seemed to be a woman!
You probably don’t understand the customs of the Mai people.They do not believe in the many gods of the Pantheon, but worship a plant called (mill).Their leader is called Maggie, the witch who can communicate with Maggie...
Earl Sucan narrated the history of the Mai tribe to Lurk with interest, because this ancient tribe really has something surprising.
Don't talk about so many unrelated things.I just need to capture that woman named Maggie and you can quell the rebellion, right?
Unfortunately, Lurk had no interest in these things.There are so many indigenous races in the southern provinces. He is not a scholar who studies indigenous culture, so he doesn't bother to remember these things.
Lurk just wanted to use the simplest and quickest way to help Count Sucan solve the problem. He was in a bad mood now and was about to kill some people to vent the depression in his chest.
Yes, but Maggie's identity is very secretive, and she will not be found without using a little trick.Earl Sucan said with a treacherous smile: I am going to lead the army to the settlement of the Mai people, and then exert the power of the first night power on the girls in their tribe.If anyone dares to reject my request, then she may be Maggie!
Is this really OK?
Lurk felt even more depressed.What kind of Mai people plan to rebel... Earl Sucan is clearly making excuses, he just plays with the beautiful girl of Mai for reasons!
There must be no problem!If Maggie was fucked by me, Maggie would refuse to come, and her prestige and status in the clan would plummet. It would take at least ten years to cultivate a second Maggie. Without Maggie as their spiritual leader, Maggie would have to swallow its anger within ten years and would never dare to resist my rule!
Lurk had nothing to say about Count Sucan's despicable and shameless strategy, and he could only agree to protect him during the period when he was messing with the beautiful Mai tribe.
When Jiang Shuihan was guided to Delhi City under the guidance of King Wen's divine class, Lurk and Earl Sucan's army had already left to quell the rebellion of the Mai tribe.
This is Jiang Shuihan's first time coming to Delhi City.
Looking down from the air, the first thing that caught his eye was the large number of crumbling and chaotic thatched huts outside the city walls.
Every city has slums, and even in the city of Gorodo, which is enforcing benevolent politics, there is such an area, allowing the poor who have lost their livelihood to settle down, because the wilderness outside the city is too dangerous.
The lord of Delhi City obviously did not care about the lives of these poor people. He believed that only nobles and proprietors were qualified to live in the city.
Most of the residents walking on the road were pale and thin, with dull eyes, and seemed to be hungry at any time.
Most of them rely on farming as their own local farmers, and a few are refugees who wander from afar. These poor and low-ranking people are hard to get even food to survive.
What an incredible city!
Compared with this city lord, the most despicable nobles Jiang Shuihan has ever seen have become cute.
At least in places ruled by the nobles, although the poor were in a low position, they could at least make do with it.
The land around Delhi was relatively barren, but the nobles who ruled this barren land were more greedy and mean. They demanded more taxes to the farmers under their rule than elsewhere.
Jiang Shuihan landed in a place where no one was around, and then further observed the situation of the city.
The residents in the city seem to be in better condition than those outside, but they are also taciturn, giving people a feeling of being out of place.
Walking past them, it seemed like walking in another world. The too quiet atmosphere made him even feel that he was not in the same city.
There is no doubt that this is a city that implements high-pressure rule, and civilians dare not even chat casually in public.
If Jiang Shuihan was not wearing aristocratic clothes, the city guards with gloomy faces would probably come to check his identity.
When Jiang Shuihan saw several outsiders dressed in civilians and distributed food to some local poor people, he knew they were in trouble.
Bang!
A city guard commander swung his horse whip and whipped the head of a poor man who had just received the food.
The old woman, who was very pity, threw herself to the ground with a scream. The yellow-faced refugees around her immediately fled like a frightened flock of sheep.
You dirty beggars are not allowed to enter the city!
The commander of the city guards sternly intimidated the poor. Looking at their trembling expressions, he couldn't help laughing, his body was shaking.
Looking at his red eyes and the smell of alcohol emitted from his body, he was obviously drunk in the tavern and deliberately made fun of these poor people.
Don't hit anyone!A red-haired boy holding the hilt of the sword stopped in front of the city guard commander: Where is your boss?I'm going to accuse him of your crime!
The commander of the city guard glanced at the young man with his eyes: Who are you?
The red-haired boy proudly replied: I am the trialist who is going to Blackstone City to sign up for the Royal Trial!
The commander of the city guard looked at him carefully again and sneered: Are you a noble?Or are you just lucky enough to get recommendation from a certain noble?
The red-haired boy raised his head high and said: My father is a jazz, of course I am qualified to participate in the trial!
The commander of the city guards hesitated and waved his hand and said: Then you go to Blackstone City to participate in your trial, don’t hinder my official duties here!
The red-haired boy sneered: Is your so-called execution of official duties meant to continue to oppress civilians?
The commander of the city guard finally became impatient and said with a grim smile: How dare you make trouble for me just a jazz son?
He picked up the copper whistle hanging around his waist and blew hard, and the city guard soldiers who were watching the show in the distance rushed over.
Arrest him and his companions!The commander of the city guards shouted: I suspect they were spies sent by the Mai people!
After all, the red-haired boy and his companions lack the experience of exploring outside.
Seeing the sharp and shining spears aimed at them, they pulled out the long swords at their waists to defend themselves. This action gave the commander of the city guard more excuses.
Kill them!The commander of the city guard shouted in a broken gong-like voice: They took action first. If we don’t kill them, they will come and kill us!
The soldiers in the army are different from ordinary warriors. As long as they hear the command of the superior, they don’t care whether they will hurt the innocent.
With the command of the city guard, the archers under his command had already taken out their longbows and fired fiercely at the enemy opposite.
For a moment, arrows were raining like rain, and more than a dozen innocent civilians fell down around the red-haired boy.
The crossbow arrows produced by the Imperial Military Factory are extremely sharp and they are simply unstoppable with their weak fighting spirit!
You bastards!
The red-haired boy was furious and roared angrily, dancing his long sword and sweeping towards his arrows, while moving closer to his companions.
Jiang Shuihan couldn't help but shake his head when he saw this.He had some expectations for this righteous red-haired boy, but who knew that the other party had martial arts but had a wooden head.
In this case, the correct way should be to hold the city guard commander hostage and force him to order the archers to stop shooting.
He is now joining his companions, which seems to be a noble act of sharing weal and woe, but in fact it will kill his companions!
There is no way. Since some things are encountered, we have to take care of them. Who told Jiang Shuihan's conscience is still preserved by a little maid named Audrey?
Phantom shifts!
Jiang Shuihan shouted lightly and disappeared from the spot like a ghost. The next moment, he appeared beside the commander of the city guards!
By the time the other party noticed it, the young man had already pressed a short sword against his neck: Master, you should know what to do, right?
Stop... Stop shooting...
Feeling the slight pain coming from my neck, the commander of the city guard shouted at the top of his lungs.
Let them throw their weapons and bows to the ground, and then run back to the barracks!
Jiang Shuihan's voice was very gentle, but it contained a kind of force that made people dare not refuse. The commander of the city guard gave an order in a crying voice.
He has been in Delhi City for more than ten years.
He roared in the tavern, and even the veteran mercenary would be so scared that he didn't dare to say anything, but now he felt that the power of the other party had completely covered him.
Even though he knew that he could not escape death today, he still did not dare to resist, because he felt in his subconscious that the person who held him was even more terrifying than the one hundred city lords combined!
very good!
Jiang Shuihan put away his dagger and said to the commander of the city guard: Because you are quite obedient, I will give you a chance to die happily!
He looked at the red-haired boy who was holding his companion's corpse and said calmly: If you have the courage to avenge your companion, you can now make a duel to this commander!
The commander of the city guard looked at Jiang Shuihan with eager eyes: Sir, if I win this duel, can I survive?
It's a pity that you can't win!Jiang Shuihan smiled and shook his head: Even if you add up ten of them, you are not the opponent of the red-haired boy.He is too kind and too naive. He should have cut off your head with one sword when you blew your whistle!
At this time, the red-haired boy had already woken up from his grief. He walked to Jiang Shuihan and bent down deeply: I am Duoou from the Southeast Province, thank you for your life-saving grace.I hope that after I kill this person, you can give me a chance to repay you!
The commander of the city guard roared with a ferocious face: I will not be killed by you, a young man like you, I...
This is his last words in this world.
Just as Jiang Shuihan predicted, the commander of the city guards did not even block the red-haired boy's sword. His head flew high into the air, his face full of incredible expression.
Duoou obviously killed someone for the first time. His face was a little pale. He walked to Jiang Shuihan and knelt on one knee and gave a knight's greeting: Sir, although I don't know your identity, please allow me to show my loyalty to you.As long as you allow me to follow your steps, I will use my sword to protect your dignity and glory to the death!
Jiang Shuihan looked at the impulsive boy speechlessly: Can you be sure I am a noble?What if I was just wearing noble clothes?
Duoou replied with a sigh: It doesn’t matter whether you are a noble or not. I only know that you are a master worthy of my followers. I have never seen any big shot with such unattainable demeanor as you have.My intuition tells me that my sword and I exist in this world for adults.If you reject my request, my future life will be bleak!
Dry!You, the elm-head, is this a loyalty word for your followers or a proposal to the girl?Cross veins broke out on Jiang Shuihan's head, but in order to maintain his image, he could not have an attack on this stupid boy.
Well, although your mind is a little rigid, compared with those vulgar guys, you are at least a normal person!Jiang Shuihan drew out a long sword and put it on the shoulder of the red-haired boy: I, the lord of the city of Gordoro and the first-class baron of the Empire, Jiang Shuihan, has appointed Duoou as the family knight, and appoint you as the commander of the city guards of Gordoro!
Well, it is just such a fool who claims to be righteous all day long that is suitable for sitting in such a position!
Duoou almost jumped up in fear.
Although he is not from the southern province, Jiang Shuihan is an idol admired by young people like him.
Starting from a barren town, it became a great prince who ruled the country in just three years.
Even in the idiotic knight novel, there is no such incredible storyline!
Lord Baron, I never dare to dream of becoming your retainer one day!There were countless golden stars shining in Duoou's eyes. What royal trial will make it go to hell!
I want to follow the footsteps of my idol in life and write a heroic epic that has been passed down for thousands of years!
Jiang Shuihan looked at the boy who was simply like white paper, and a wicked smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth: You should still be a virgin, right?
Duoou blushed and replied embarrassedly: Yes, sir!
Jiang Shuihan said with a serious expression: Then, the first task I assigned you is to go to the brothel to find the most experienced prostitute and let her turn you into a real man!
What?But Duoou of Pity widened his eyes and looked at Jiang Shuihan timidly: You're not kidding, are you?But... I already have a fiancée!
Jiang Shui said with a cold face: Do you want to reject me the first thing I asked you to do?
Duoou held the hilt of the sword tightly, and after a long struggle in his heart, he replied as if he was on the execution ground: Obey the order, sir!
Jiang Shuihan smiled: I will reimburse you for this fee, don’t feel embarrassed.Because only a real man can assume the responsibility of commander of the city guards, as for your fiancée, you will also thank me. On your wedding night, you will at least not be as confused as you are today!
Duoou left with embarrassment and dreams.He is a lucky young man who can seize the opportunity, while his companions leave their lives in a foreign land.
However, this also gave Jiang Shuihan another reason to deal with the friend of the lord and retainer of Delhi City. He was killed by your subordinates, so I would kill all your family and swallow your territory.
What?
Is this a far-fetched reason?
Please!Since killing a bastard like you will be a lot of people applauding you, will I need to spend more and better reasons?
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