Section 15 The reckless second generation of officials

The dean of the "God-given" monastery in Stockingshire stood in the courtyard of the monastery, fiddling with a bouquet of white roses. On the land around the monastery in the distance, monks in white monk uniforms worked hard. On the outside of the large area of ​​land, there was a circle of solid wooden walls that separated the monastery from the world. Monks far away from the earthly world could work quietly and pray to God.

"Dear Monk, Lord Monk, I really thank you for your advice this time." A man appeared behind the silent Monk Monk. The Monk Monk Monk did not turn around and continued to fiddle with flowers and plants. The man waited patiently.

"This is my favor I gave you last time, Srick." I don't know how long it took for the Monastery to stop working, and turned around and said to the man, it turned out that this was Srick, the Nighthawk.

"Of course, yours." Srick smiled and turned his body to let the dean pass by, and he followed closely behind the dean.

"Although it is to return your favor, Srick, I and the other monasteries do think that your employer is completely unsuccessful. After all, he is dealing with the nobles of the entire Stockingshire, let alone the insidious Baron Bank, don't think he is easy to deal with."

"Don't worry, the employer whom the nobles believed that I would deal with it, but Count Stededin does not want to be enemies with the monastery. Please explain to other monasteries that we are just to get back our right." Srick said.

"Don't worry, we are the Lord's servants. As long as we do not disobey the Lord's will, we do not have to worry about this." The monastery smiled at Srick, his expression like a cunning old fox. Although Srick complained in his heart, he could not disobey these real power members of Stockingshire at present.

"Well, I'll go back and convey your kindness." Srick took a step back, then grabbed his cloak, bent down and saluted, and turned and left.

"Well." The monastery looked at Srick's departure back with silver-gray eyes, shook his head thoughtfully, as if he was not optimistic about the other party's situation. Isn't the reason why the monastery can gain a transcendent status in Stockingshire because of the neutral attitude it maintains at all times?

However, this state has changed due to the change of the "order" monastery. It seems that the relatively young "order" monastery president believes that he should actively participate in secular life, because the monastery's armed forces are strong enough to turn this chaotic county into a main camp, but this has not received the support of other monasteries.

It started raining again in the sky, and it seemed that there was a lot of rain recently. This is a good thing for farmers who are farming. The rain in spring will make the wheat seedlings grow faster, but it is a bit miserable for Schwab and others. Although Muzhai has basically been built, the main tower has not been built yet. In the rainy days, the civilians cannot work and can only wait for the weather to be clear. Fortunately, the caravans are enough so that the soldiers will not even have a place to rest. Schwab and others gather together in the tents to drink high-concentration brandy.

"Oh, fortunately there is brandy, otherwise I really don't know how to survive in this damn weather." Bald Otto raised his neck and took a sip of the wine, then reached out to wipe his mouth.

"This damn weather, nothing can be done." Sir Koro walked to the entrance of the tent and looked out. Because the water in the wooden village was washed away by the mud, the soldiers of Mark's soldiers shook the mud on their leather boots and patrolled with great effort.

"Don't worry, the supply team from Mark will be much better after it arrives." Schwab did not expect the spring rain. The soldiers' clothes were still a little thin, which caused some soldiers to fall ill due to the flu in Muzhai. Schwab immediately placed these soldiers in a separate caravan and asked the doctor to take care of them. The simple flu in this era is also a fatal disease. There is no particularly effective medicine, so he can only rely on the soldiers' own bodies to resist.

"How many days will it take? The rain is really not the time." Sir Koro frowned. Several of his Husar cavalrymen were sick. These soldiers were not afraid of death but were very afraid of illness. Thinking of the soldiers trembling on the hospital bed with crosses, Sir Koro felt upset.

"Sir, we have guests." Suddenly, Mag rushed into the tent with rain, shouting to Schwab and others.

"Oh, go out and have a look." Schwab also felt a little frustrated and walked out of the tent with Sir Koro and others. In the rain, they saw a group of knights wearing chain armor, closed helmets and blouses wearing covers. They rode on war horses covered with horse armor in the rain, holding long horse rifles, and slowly approaching the Muzhai.

"There are the noble knights of Stockingshire, about a hundred people, and they are attacking us. What should I do?" Bald Otto saw the attendants who were following the knights holding the noble flags and asking Schwab loudly.

"Since the enemy is here, let's do a big fight." Because of this rain and the Steding nobles who often harass the Muzhai, Schwab, who was always in the Muzhai, decided to teach these nobles who resisted themselves a lesson.

"Okay, Count." The people who were always passively defending in the Muzhai responded loudly to Schwab's orders, drew out their respective weapons and issued a gathering order to the Mark Legion.

"Get out of the city~~~." Schwab, under the service of his servant William, rode his own war horse. He looked at the gathered Mark Square. There were 230 soldiers in the Mark Spike Square, 100 swordsmen and mercenaries on both hands, 60 crossbowmen, 100 soldiers recruited by the nobles around the Mark Territory, and 50 Husar cavalry and skeleton guards cavalry.

Schwab arranged the Malk spear square array in the center in front of Muzhai, and placed the crossbowmen on the higher steep slopes behind the side. The recruited soldiers with very weak combat power were placed next to Schwab as reserves, and the cavalry troops were placed on both sides of the quad infantry to protect the two wings of the spear square array.

"Sir Earl, those guys probably won't rush into the river." Sir Koro looked at the Stedetin noble knights across the river, thinking that they would not rush into the turbulent river and rushed towards their own line. Schwab was very cleverly deploying his troops on the bank of the river, waiting patiently for his opponent's move.

"If they are not ready to rush over, what are they doing here?" Schwabko thought that these knights had no calm thinking. The knights riding on horses usually had the illusion that they could defeat any enemy in a charge. This arrogance and recklessness were almost deeply engraved in their souls, and hopefully this time they would be equally reckless.

The rain flowed down the helmets of the Stedetin noble knights. They were a group of adventure knights. Originally, the army of the Stedetin nobles would gather in Oshevik Castle a few days later and then attack Schwab and others. However, these young knights did not obey this order. They were eager to get honor. They left the camp and took their servants and friends to the enemy's Muzhai near the enemy. They believed that they would definitely be able to fight against their opponents in the rain.

Absent-minded, but they did not expect that Schwab had not relaxed his reconnaissance near Muzhai. The light cavalry soon discovered these knights in heavy armor and immediately returned them to Muzhai. Although they saw that Muzhai had prepared, the knights did not intend to leave immediately. Instead, they were preparing to humiliate the so-called Count Steding under Muzhai. They did not expect that the other party would dare to leave Muzhai and come out to fight with a group of beggar-like infantrymen.

"What are we waiting for?" A knight immediately opened his mask and asked his companion beside him.

"I don't know." The knight felt that the rain made his armor very uncomfortable. The shirt inside the armor was soaked, making his whole body feel chilled. He just wanted to have a painful charge and then end it all and return to the camp with the spoils.

"Then let's rush, for honor~~~~." The knight put down his cover, raised his rifle and issued a war slogan, and rushed towards the river rushing opposite. As locals, they knew very well that the river was not very deep, and they could rush over on horseback, and then they could kill.

"Oh~~~." Because of the leader, the knights excitedly raised their rifles and charged in the rain. Their attendants followed their masters with shields and swords. As reserves of the knights, these attendants were actually infantry with good combat skills. If Schwab used them, they would definitely let these attendants take the lead. However, those knights who were very afraid that the attendants would rob the spoils, left these attendants and rushed into the river regardless of concern.

"Master Earl, they really rushed into the river." Sir Coro was almost stunned by the recklessness of the knights of Stockingshire. He looked at the knights who completely ignored the rising water. They struggled in the river with their men and horses. At this time, their armor not only failed to provide them with protection, but became the deadly god of death.

"Appoint the spearmen to come forward and not let them rush to the shore." Schwab looked at the arrogant knights and ordered Mag. The spearmen immediately used spears to defend the river bank under the command of the sergeant command. They looked at the struggled knights, laughing and stabbed the knights who were trying to climb the shore again.

"These fools, idiots." Schwab felt sad for these knights. They had no plans or goals at all, and did not even understand the basic terrain. They could imagine how chaotic the nobles of Stockingtonshire were. They were not organized or coordinated with each other, and they were completely fighting alone with temporary passion.

"Sir, do you want to kill all these knights?" Sir Liugudi asked, looking at the knights who were tossed in the river. "Although these people resist your authority, they may arouse hatred from their family if they kill them."

"I'm not afraid of their family's hatred, because they must be prepared to die in battle on the battlefield." Schwab was not prepared to kill these knights, but he was definitely not afraid of the so-called family revenge, because he needed some military movements of the Steden nobles, and he would definitely get some information from these people, and these knights could also get ransom.

"So what's your decision?"

"If anyone put down his weapon, save it." Schwab shook his head and ordered.

"Thank you for your kindness, Lord Earl." Sir Liugudi thanked Schwa for the knights who fell into the water. Soon the knights were caught ashore by the spearmen. They lay in a mess on the shore and spit out clear water from their mouths. The servants who followed them were wandering on the other side in a dilemma. They wanted to attack and rescue their masters, but they were very afraid that the enemy would hurt their masters, and they could not leave and abandon their masters at will.

"Let the knights order the attendants to stop in place." Seeing this almost unlucky battle, Schwab helped to lead Sir Koro and others back to Muzhai, and the others were left to the spearmen and the recruited soldiers to deal with.

"Sir, we have cleared the list of those knights. Surprisingly, most of them are the sons of nobles with titles, and a few of them are from the five major families." When the rain gradually became weaker, Mag finally found out the origin of the knights, and the attendants were helplessly waiting outside the Muzhai.

"What? How could people from the five major families appear here?" Schwab's first reaction was not a conspiracy. He knew very well how many chips could he get for him by grasping these people, and he might even gain the dominance of Stockingshire by just negotiations, but was it so smooth?

"This is good news, Lord Earl." Sir Koro's eyes almost shone brightly, and he said to Schwab excitedly.

"It seems that these knights are trying to make achievements and let the other nobles who underestimate them see them, but they are defeated by us." Mag said with a smile but not daring to laugh.

"Oh, a group of second-generation officials!" Schwab was stunned. This wasn't the performance of the second-generation officials who were obviously incompetent and wanted to show. It was indeed incompetent and had not even figured out the terrain. It was a shame to just rush into the river and rely on the enemy to save them ashore. It was a shame. I didn't know how they became knights.

"What did you say? Lord Earl?" Bald Otto touched his bald head, not understanding what Lord Earl said inexplicable.

"Oh no, nothing? So are they willing to pay the ransom?" Schwab suddenly wanted to see the appearance of these second-generation officials. He raised his head and looked at the gradually clear sky. For some reason, his mood suddenly improved.

"Of course, each of them is willing to pay a large ransom, but they ask us to give them the noble treatment they deserve."

"Abstract treatment? I'll go and see." After saying that, Schwab walked out of the tent a few steps to see the defeated knights. At this time, many bright armor and horse armor had been piled up in the open space of the Muzhai. Several war horses were surrounded by recruited soldiers to watch. Schwab looked at the horses as if they were good horses. In terms of posture and momentum, it was a pity that they met bad people and had wasted such good war horses in vain. However, these war horses have officially entered Schwab's stable.

“We want food.”

"Yes, there is wine, you can't abuse the prisoners." Before you could see these knights, Schwab frowned. What's the point? He was so arrogant after defeating the war, and he could win it.

"The Count of Stettin is here." The guards ignored the knights and shouted loudly when they saw Schwab.

"Well, Lord Earl?" The knights, who were lying on hay or leaning on wooden stakes, looked at Schwab, who seemed not much older than them, and all looked unconvinced.

"I'm very young, I'm not lying to us."

"It must not be true, my father said Count Stedeing was an old man."

"I also heard that Earl Stettin was a homosexual, and he climbed into that position by entering and leaving the Duke of Hanrowei's room."

"Haha, that's right." The knights teased Schwab unscrupulously. Schwab did not respond when he heard this, but the corners of his mouth twitched, thinking in his heart that boys dared to be so arrogant. You think that everyone in the world is your mother.

"Bold, you dare to be arrogant in front of the Count." Mag angrily swung his spear and whipped the knights hard. The armor on their bodies had been stripped off, and the body of only the shirt could not bear the whip of the spear.

"You, a cheap thing, you dare to hit us. Do you know who we are?" a young knight said angrily, even trying to seize Mag's spear, but was immediately forced back by other guards with spears.

"How did you become knights?" Schwab did not stop Mag from whipping the knights. He asked slowly because he did not believe that these guys became knights through hard battles.

"Oh, stop beating, I say, I say." The young knight, who was beaten by Mag, was blue and purple all over, immediately said, "I was granted by the Baron after I was 16 years old, and my father also paid a knight gift to the Baron."

"Where are you? Are they all?" Schwab sighed at the nodded knights, thinking that they were all bought titles. No wonder they were so useless. It was so embarrassing to the title of knight. Even in later generations, this title was also the patent of some successful people.

"What are you going to do to us? We will pay the ransom, so you will let us go." The young knight asked carefully. He thought that the other party would not dare to do anything to him and others because he was afraid of the power of the Stedetin nobles, but Mag's hard beating made these knights who had been spoiled since childhood feel a little upset.
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