Warhammer Throne

The arrival of Angelo made the chat of two people into three people. The swallower genetic primitive jumped off his horned beast mount. He brought a few cans of fresh Tyrell feces coffee, and Two hanging deer meat, a few bottles of brandy.

Brandy is also a kind of Brittany wine. It is a white wine. Brandy is mainly produced in the south of Brittania. It is a famous old-world wine. The best brandy real estate is from the Principality of Palaon. It is said that this is the first generation of Par. After the friendship between the wood elves, Duke Aguirgar of Laon and the wood elves of Essoloren, the wine made from the white grapes donated by the wood elves is called Baiyu Nihe Pigeon Dragon White.

In return, the original Duke of Palaon Aguirgar named the wine he produced a "Centaur" to commemorate his friends of Wood Elves and Centaurs.

The Remy Martin only produces twelve to fifteen bottles of wine in Palaon a year, and the price of each bottle is above two hundred kronor. Kasvann pays two bottles of knight king every year and two bottles of lake **** witch. Three bottles fixed with the empire, and the rest are stored deep in his castle. After Kasfan was captured in the battle of Helmgart, the wife of Kasfan took out from her castle immediately Three boxes of reincarnations, a large half of the ransom was repaid on the spot, so that the empire soon released Casfan.

"So ... brother, these two bottles of maracas ... how did you get them?" Ryan was a little tangled in the face. He set the newspaper aside and stared at the two bottles of centaurs in Angle's hands. With the yellow pegasus ring of Casfann, Duke of Palaon on his body, it is absolutely authentic, as Ryan spent nearly seven years in Brittany.

"This? I snatched it." Angelo put things on the long table in the open courtyard and said indifferently.

"Stolen?" Ryan squinted at his elder brother. He chuckled. "Brother, didn't you promise me that you wouldn't rob the human caravan?"

"I haven't robbed" Angler waved his hand wide, and he grinned: "This is what I grabbed from Greenskin! These are all!"

Angler sat across from Ryan and told him the story.

It turned out that in the past few days, Angelang went to "play" in the Gray Mountains and happened to encounter the caravan of the Duke of Palaon was attacked by the Green Leather Tribe on the "Gray Lady's Road". This caravan carried valuable goods. In order to trade with the imperial Rick collar, the originally safe trade route had to go through the axe.

As everyone knows, the axe bite ruined. This caravan can only be forced to take the path of the gray lady. In the vampire army and the green-skin tribe, the whole caravan was unfortunately annihilated. The five knights and the leader One hundred guards died in a collective battle.

Ange Lang expressed deep condolences, and then, the genetic primitives of the World Swallower descended from the sky. His left hand axe was aimed at the undead army, and his right hand axe was aimed at the Greenskin tribe.

"Robbing, handing over everything, I can give you a happy heart."

"This is how the two bottles of Centaurs came from." Angelang said that he had buried the caravan very kindly and kindly. As for the goods, of course, it could not be dusted in the ice and snow. He had to laugh and accept the weight of the horned beast. , He took away the most precious brandy, venison meat and cans of cat feces coffee, as well as two good satin and two wooden boxes of goods.

Ryan was speechless by such rogue acts as Angle, he opened his mouth for a long time, but he really couldn't find a sentence to criticize Angle, in all senses Angle seems to be doing right, close It's also understandable to put these goods in the hands of Green Skin. There is no need to talk about the knightly way of dealing with Green Skin's **** thing, how to get insidious, no matter whether it is Empire or Brittania, the dead Green Skin is unanimous. It's good green skin.

"Taste it, brother, it's rare to get two good bottles, hey." Angler took out the glass and filled Ryan, and also filled Olika with a glass.

"The full-bodied, full-bodied, long-lasting long-lasting Remy Martin wine is worthy of being known as the oldest in the world." Ryan reached out and shook the glass, and the brown liquor swayed back and forth in the glass stemware.

By the way, these glass goblets are also from Angelang.

His wife, Surya ’s Duke Winford, owns the only super-first winery and two of the five first-class wineries in the old world. The production of super-premium wine "Lusarus" is about every three years. Six hundred to eight hundred bottles can barely meet the needs of the Empire and the Britons for banquets. The production of Rémy Martin is only twelve to fifteen bottles a year, which is destined not to be popularized by enough people to taste.

"Good." Olika picked up the glass and she tasted the brandy slightly. The dark elf nodded: "Although humans are far away from the elves in wine making, the advantages of the variety are still revealed in the deep taste. Come out. "

After listening to Olika ’s evaluation, Angelo was quite disapproved. He had no intention of arguing with Ryan ’s maid. Instead, he turned his attention to the newspaper on the table: "This is the legionary flag? What do we say to our loyal and stupid soldiers? "

"Brother likes to read a week before?" Ryan was interested.

"Of course, I still like to watch it when I am the devil prince. The newspapers from those big heads can make me and Kahn sit and laugh for a few minutes." Ange Lang flipped casually and lost Xingzhi: "This soldier named Perkins is very lucky. The green-skinned motor vehicle must have failed due to a self-explosion before it was excluded because of a volley. When he was surrounded by greenskin, he probably just prepared with a bayonet. To death, Zhuang Sen came. "

"Luck is also a part of strength. Reincarnation is also a technical job. Brother, in this country, where is reincarnation, it almost determines whether the future is a knight or a serf." Lane said that he didn't understand, he vomited casually. The author: "Brother, do you think if you were born in your father's empire, which kinds of identities would be better?"

Angrand tasted the brandy in the glass. He thought for a while and then replied: "Three types, merchants rogues, Titan knights, imperial navy officers, these three are relatively free and have a better life, especially merchants. Vagabond, I remember that several families had received trade permits signed by their fathers during the Great Expedition. The effect of the gadgets exceeded the laws of the empire. Unfortunately, the number of such trade permits is very small. These license families are the top and richest. They are only responsible to their fathers and no one can order them. The nine sets of jewelry they brought to congratulate you on your wedding engagement are the tribute of these families. "

"Then Prime Minister Makado and Kiriman, St. Giles, Dorn, Johnson, and Fuggen all signed similar trade permits. This effect will be less effective, but still enough for a family to establish The entire merchant dynasty dynasty, and the subsequent trade permits will not work, the degree of freedom is very low, and it is also subject to supervision, but it is also limited to the scope of activities. "Angelo continued:" And not hereditary. "

"In this world too, war is everywhere. The Empire, Brittania, the north faces chaos and barbarians, the south faces the green skin, and there are undead and beastmen in his collar." Ryan sneered quite self-deprecatingly. Ange Lang said: "I have learned the truth since I grew up in Nord, that is, the barbarians will never be killed, and the forest will never be cleaned up. Even if I killed the red-eyed Egil before, the northern barbarians lost 50,000 elite , But as long as you give them a few years to recover. "

"War is the eternal theme, my brother." Angler looked up to the sky: "From the Great Expedition, our trajectory will always be from the previous war to the next war. Speaking of it, I also know you I plan to attack the Blackstone stronghold. How are you preparing now? "

"The deployment of materials is still in progress. As far as preparations for the war are still far away, there are currently some vacancies for soldiers in my territory, so I will recruit a group of new soldiers at the conscription ceremony on Midsummer Night. All the soldiers are taken away, or enough troops must be left to defend the territory. "Ryan bowed his head and thought, a war is not just about fighting, just be prepared.

His elder man, Francois, was also mobilizing for war and gathering troops.

Ryan is waiting for someone here today.

In order to attack the Blackstone stronghold, Francois not only intends to gather a large army, but more importantly, he also plans to call that special knightly army.

The name of this knight unit is "Quanalis Champion Brotherhood". All members are composed of expedition knights and holy grail knights. All-around legends or powerful knights above the legend constitute this elite brittany knight army , They are one of the few elite legions in the kingdom.

After chatting for a while in the open-air courtyard in the afternoon, Suria also woke up. She took the maid and the maid out of the villa. When she saw Angelo was also there, the female knight saluted Angela very politely and Greetings: "Good afternoon, Brother Angle."

"Hello, Suria, good afternoon." Angelo nodded and responded. The swallower's genetic primitives were very satisfied with his sister-in-law, but in this world there is no such name as a sister-in-law, and he also directly called first name.

"Uncle Antalm hasn't come yet?" Sulia asked the Countess who was awake when she sat on the right hand of Lane.

"Not yet." Ryan shook his head.

Antalm, Count of Cuillevaux, cousin of Francois, Duke of Winford, is also one of the main nobles in this attack on the Blackstone stronghold.

The deceased Principality of Kuilu has already been said in the previous article, and I will not repeat it here. Although the Principality of Winford has inherited the territory of the Principality of Kuilu in its entirety, the title of the nobleman of Kuilu has been retained. The title of Count was inherited by Francois' cousin Antalm.

So from a certain point of view, the full name of the Duchy of Winford should be "United Principality of Quinalis and Kuileu", because the titles of Duke of Quinalis and Duke of Kuyleu have been combined into "Duke Winford", so Francois always claimed to use the title Duke Winford.

If his elder man likes it, he can change his title to "Tankred II, Duke of Quinalis".

Hearing Surya said that Francois did n’t like to stay in Quinalis, the city was located on the edge of Essoloren, it was too close to the wood elves ’territory, and since there was a duke in the forest After the disappearance, the capital of the Principality moved to Helen Hilde, and only one fortress was appointed to lead the knights stationed in Quinalis, responsible for guarding the movement of the undead and the wood elves.

The title of the fortress is different from that of the baron. The fort can be appointed by the duke and replaced at will. He is only responsible for the duke, and some of the chief guards have the meaning.

After waiting for a while, Suria's cousin, François' cousin Antal, finally arrived.

The Earl's appearance looked more than 30 years old, and his face was covered with wind and frost. His eyes contained piety and wisdom. A long eagle hook nose made his original handsome features look a little strange, a standard The big back and the slender goatee are very carefully managed, and the elegant wind is coming.

This is also a powerful holy grail knight, both gunmanship and swordmanship are the best in the Principality.

Speaking of which, Ryan thought of this place in Brittany, there would be no nobles who would not ride horses, use swords or dance guns.

After thousands of years of prosperity, the blood of the nobles is always intertwined, complicated, and carefully calculated to be relatives. The count is also a little annoyed by this. He recently received a lot of so-called "distant relatives" from Surya. Here, he wants to be his knight vassal ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ It is true that some knights are a bit horizontal, but most of them are only empty.

"Hello, His Excellency Lion Macado, I'm Antalm of Astre, and I'm very honored to meet you. Ms. God's chosen champion." Antalm took the initiative to shake hands with Lion.

"Hello, Your Excellency Antalm." Ryan also reached out and shook the count: "With your help, we have a little more assurance of attacking the Blackstone stronghold."

"Hello, Uncle Antalm." Surya also stood up to say hello to her cousin.

"Happy wedding! Surya." Antalm was very happy to see his niece, and the Earl Kuilau smiled: "Sit, don't have to stand."

After a brief greeting, the people were talking about the business in the open-air courtyard. Angelo went out to hunt. Ryan and Antalm sat opposite each other. He whispered and asked: "So, this time the Quinalis champion knight Is the Brotherhood going to be dispatched? "

"Yes, my cousin has written to the champion knights everywhere, and many knights have assembled in the capital of the Principality, including Calade Garment, who is on the Holy Grail expedition, including my cousin, Sir Jerod." Antai Olm said in a low voice: "This time, it is the end of Heinrich Kemler. We have missed an opportunity. This time, the champion knights are eager to cut the dead man's head off his neck."

"Very good." Lane nodded: "Our friend, Belleja Hammer, King of the Angerand clan, is already supervising more dwarf cannons and organ cannons. The solid cliffs of the Blackstone stronghold can't hinder the army of knights!"

"So, Lord Ryan, as the leader of the Knights of the Quinaris Champion Cavalier Brotherhood, I formally invite you and Surya to join us and become a member of the Cavaliers' partner!" Put it in front of Ryan.

"War, approaching!"