Wandering Knight Start: I have a simple data panel

The Barbarian Wilderness is just a conventional name.

Because of the existence of scattered Gobi Deserts and the appearance of nomadic barbarian tribes, the influence of the Locke Kingdom cannot be extended to this area.

In fact, geographical isolation is also the fundamental reason for the desolation here.

However, the Barbarian Wilderness, which is the sum of the northern province and the Saint Maitreya Province, can feed four or five hundred thousand people without any problem if it is cultivated carefully.

In fact, there are quite a few barbarians living here.

Various small tribes of barbarians live on this not-so-rich land.

Naturally, the tribes here are more primitive and backward.

The reform of the Barbarian Kingdom does not seem to have affected this place.

The war a year and a half ago had a greater impact here.

Originally, there were sporadic barbarians crossing the border every year, causing some minor troubles to the border nobles, but this year they all disappeared.

It was not because of superficial things like the covenant, but because of the resurgence of the northern nobles and their prestige.

It seemed to have returned to thirty years ago, when the barbarians who took advantage of the fire went south and were taught a lesson by the cavalry charge of the northern knights.

Blood and death reminded them again who the master was.

When Derek entered the barbarian wilderness, the gravel that appeared from time to time made him feel a different environment.

Although the North is barren, it is more because of the climate. The land is not barren and is relatively flat.

The difficulty of opening up the land in front of him is probably enough to give the lord a headache.

However, Derek's goal is not to open up the land. He has not even conquered this land, let alone open up the land.

In fact, during the Holy United Kingdom period, this was also the border of the kingdom.

So desolation is normal.

Outside the barbarian wilderness is the Peeler Province lost in the war of secession of the Holy United Kingdom.

And further away, it is the territory of the barbarians, a desolate and unknown land lacking the light of civilization, a place where the glory of God has never shone.

Of course, Derek is not here to bring God's glory to the barbarians, he brings the rule of Augusta.

Now, he has a rough map in his hand, which was explored by batches of scouts over the past year and a half.

Derek needs to take a look in person, select the appropriate route of advance, the appropriate location of the fortress, and the appropriate location for building the city.

This is a boring task, and there are some risks.

Not long after entering the barbarian wilderness, Derek encountered barbarians grazing.

However, the other party was frightened by the sight of hundreds of armed knights and turned around and ran away.

Derek also encountered some tribes and even found some traces of planting.

It is obvious that after entering the land of the Holy United Kingdom, the living habits of the barbarians have also changed.

After a round of encounters and experiences, Derek has some preliminary impressions of the barbarian wilderness.

On this day, the Knights camped to rest, and suddenly there was a strong wind and heavy rain, as if the heaven and earth were angry.

In such bad weather, even the Knights did not react for a while.

After the wind and rain, the inventory of the losses was taken. The loss of materials was a small matter. The key was that a batch of war horses were lost.

These are excellent war horses that have been trained for several years and are worth hundreds of gold.

Besides, war horses are the second life of knights and cannot be given up.

So the knights took the remaining war horses and began to look for their lost companions.

Soon, Derek got the news.

Found it.

When the large group of knights gathered, Derek found that things had changed a little.

A very small tribe was surrounded by a small number of knights.

Although the number of people was ten times that of the knights, the combat effectiveness of both sides was not equal.

The knights, armed to the teeth, brought great panic to the tribe.

The black knight armor, without any flags, looked like the messenger of the god of death.

In fact, the lack of flags was the most terrible thing.

Those nobles, whether barbarians or Rockmen, would definitely hang flags when traveling.

Once there was no flag to indicate their identity, it meant that they were either carrying out a secret mission or were knights who did dirty work.

And judging from the opponent's toughness, it was obviously not a guerrilla.

If such a small tribe encountered such a thing, it would probably be dead.

Especially with the arrival of Derek, a group of knights arrived.

The sound of war horses pacing back and forth, the sound of armor clattering, the silence was devastating.

"Sir, most of our war horses have been collected by the people of this tribe."

The knight who discovered the situation reported to Derek. In fact, several dead war horses had been placed in front of the stove.

Derek drove his horse forward and found that the skin of the gathered tribal barbarians was closer to the color of Rockman, with very little brown.

The light green eyeballs were not very obvious, and many people simply had black eyeballs.

Obviously, this was a group of mixed blood.

As the barbarians settled down in the local area, they inevitably got the blood of Rockman.

Even their living habits would change because of this.

To some extent, these barbarians could be the people of the Barbarian Kingdom or the people of the Rock Kingdom.

Of course, they could also be the people of Grand Duke Augusta.

Derek looked at them subconsciously, and the other party seemed to realize that the big man who could decide his fate had come, causing a commotion.

Perhaps...want to catch the thief first?

Derek didn't know that the leader of the barbarians was already regretting it.

Greed for a moment brought great danger.

When you see these war horses, you should be aware of the danger.

This kind of top-quality goods is not something that ordinary people can afford.

As the saying goes, those who are covered in silk and silk are not silkworm breeders.

The same is true for barbarians. Barbarians who herd horses every day really raise good horses, but few of them ride them themselves.

Unfortunately, they were dazzled by the war horses at that time. Barbarians who herd horses all year round know what top-quality war horses are. They were greedy and did not escape in time.

They even started cooking and prepared to celebrate with the dead war horses.

Who would have thought that the victim would come to the door so quickly, and he was strong and powerful. It was not easy to mess with him at first glance.

After Derek appeared, the leader Guli came out with a stiff sacred language: "Respected sir, we didn't mean it. Your horse was lost in the rainstorm. We are just temporarily looking after it for you."

Are the barbarians wrong? From the result, nothing happened, nothing wrong.

But from Derek's perspective, it seems that theft has already occurred, and the motive and behavior of taking it for himself are very obvious.

Given the nature of the nobles in this world, it's okay to chop them all off.

However, if you are determined to leave your own mark on this land, you can't solve the problem roughly.

Derek got off the horse and came to the other party.

"How can there be meat without wine? Thank you for finding the lost horse for me, I'll buy you a drink."

Derek shouted to the knights behind him: "Go and get all our wine, and treat the barbarian brothers to a drink."