Chapter 685

Along the plain road of the Principality of Bain all the way to the East, after passing through storm castle and Lake City, standing on the top of the tower of qiaowang peak fortress of bosiwar family, you can see a country completely different from the hometown of knights.

Boyle.

In the ancient "Boyi language" (if there is such a language), this word actually means "horse".

The reason why there is such a name is completely wrong from the Byrne people - when the first lord of Byrne came to this land on foot, he asked a knight for directions, but the knight mistakenly thought that the old man wanted to know what his mount was.

Since then, these "horseback people" living in the big green sea have their own titles.

The name of the "old man" is Anton Varna, and his descendants and family are also the Lord of Boyi today.

Since ancient times, the history of the two ancient kingdoms of Boye and Bain can be said to be inseparable. Both sides have the inheritance and future generations of each other's ancient blood; Even Byrne people believe that Byrne's war horses come from this ancient green sea.

This ancient land gave birth to a group of extremely strong and rebellious horseback people, waving their sabers and bows and arrows to declare their ownership of the whole green sea;

People here have no interest in farming and farming. Sheep and horses are all their wealth, and then they harvest their crops with their sabres. They believe that force is better than hard farming;

People here even pay more attention to the oath than the Bains - since the beginning of the second generation, they have always kept their ancestors' promise to the sakran, guarded the east gate for the Empire, and the saber wielding Hussars have never crossed the border between boa and Iraq;

In the more distant ancient kingdom, when the dwarf's heavy Legion invaded Bain from the mountains and rivers, the boi Hussars gathered under a flag without hesitation and rushed into the dwarf's array like a torrent, just to thank the bain for their help in the Centaur war.

Blood is thicker than water, which is not enough to describe the close relationship between Bain and Boyi. Therefore, after the invasion, the Boyi first thought of not the Empire, but the bain next door.

No one knows whether the Empire will send rescuers, but the Baines will come - this idea seems to have become a matter of course in the minds of the Boyi people.

Even though they knew that Byrne had lost his Duke, they still wrote the letter for help.

Is it really out of the generosity and simplicity of nature to strive for the opportunity of reunification for Byrne with the current situation; Or is it intentional or for other purposes?

On horseback, Loren raised his head slightly and looked at the boundless grassland. He was a little distracted.

The golden red sun hung in the center of the dome. Under the blue sky and white clouds, a long column lined up in an array of long-distance treks, with smoke rolling slowly.

This is a very large team; Rangers from the East, led by qiaowang peak, orderly guarded the luggage on both sides and behind the queue, and sent scouts to the distance;

The southern infantry knights, wielding big swords with both hands and fighting in full armor, watched the Chinese army together through the grumpy and rude mountain rock guards;

The red blood Castle Knight, together with the heavy knights in the north, was the first in the queue - a huge queue and countless flags, passing slowly through the boundless grass. In addition to the heavy steps and rutting sound, it was quiet like a sneaking beast.

"What are you thinking, Duke?"

The man who spoke was count Eckert of the fort of wrath, who rode silently with Lauren on his horse; Followed by the unconvinced count of bosival and the more unconvinced count of anget.

Ayn Rand, who refused to stay in red blood castle, led a group of alchemists of the wizard association to join this army.

After the rest of qiaowang peak, the Byrne army heading north finally stepped into the territory of the Principality of BOI; Not surprisingly, in three days they can join the Hussars of Archduke Varna... Or the invading Centaur army.

For the purpose of the joint round table parliament, but also for better control of this knight Legion; After a series of careful discussions, Loren chose count Tris Eckert of the fort of wrath as his deputy and the actual commander of the Legion.

This is also a last resort choice - Loren has no experience in commanding thousands or even tens of thousands of people at all. The only time he served as a commander was in the ancient wood forest, and of course, a "expeditionary army" of more than 100 people can not be compared with the whole Legion.

Moreover, he had to rely on the support of the round table Council if he wanted to command the army like an arm - and count Eckert, who had rich war experience and distinguished reputation among the Byrne knights, became Loren's first choice.

More importantly, count Eckert of the fury castle is also the only one of Byrne's thirteen lords who unconditionally supports the Turin family.

From assembling legions and preparing supplies, to determining marching routes and queue configuration; The silent Lord of the anger Castle proved the truth of Loren's trust with his actions.

"It's all right, just a little curious." Lauren shrugged calmly and showed a very relaxed smile:

"I have heard the story of Brandon I, the sage. It is recorded that the Duke of Boye is the Jonah family. Why has this generation become the Varna family again?"

"That's because you don't know much about the history of the Boyi... Of course, it's not your fault." count Eckert said happily: "even within the scope of the whole empire, Boyi is a special case. They are not family inheritance or selection, but a 'rotation' system."

"Rotation?"

"To put it more vividly, the two families succeed to the throne in turn - divided by Qianzhang City, the big Boyi leader of Jonah family is in the East and the small Boyi leader of Varna family is in the West. They do not invade each other's territory; which side is the Lord of Boyi and the Grand Duke of the Empire."

Count Eckert continued to say in a deep voice: "under this system, the small Boyi territory in the west is somewhat similar to our Bain. The Varna family even began to divide the grassland and land to their side branches and formed a relatively small parliament;

The Jonah family in the eastern Great boi maintains the ancient tradition of the boi people, living by water and grass, fishing and hunting for a living, but occasionally cross the border to rob some plain settlements of the dwarves - the Duke of Bain used to mediate for both sides. "

Speaking of this, even count Eckert shook his head reluctantly: "of course, this generation of Varna family is relatively strong. Laslo Varna has served as the Grand Duke of Boyi for three generations, which also ensures the stability of Boyi region to a certain extent."

"So, one is the traditional Boyi, and the other is the 'byenized' Boyi?" the little wizard asked suddenly.

"Byenized Boyle... It's an interesting statement." count Eckert chuckled, "it's better to say one is a 'byenized' Boyle and the other is a 'byenized' Boyle."

"The Varna family was born in Bain, but they have been completely boyified in their bones; and the Jonah family is even more stubborn than some Bains in adhering to tradition and conservatism!"

"In other words, for our reinforcements, the Varna family may be more welcome, while the Jonah family may be more excluded?" Loren said tentatively.

Count Eckert, with a slight frown, paused and looked at Lauren with a somewhat complicated expression:

"Yes... No."

Lauren and Ayn raised their eyebrows at the same time.

"As you said, the little Boyi who is more similar to the bain people in customs may be more friendly to us, and the old-fashioned big Boyi will be more exclusive to outsiders, but..."

Count Eckert sighed: "Archduke Laszlo Varna, he... Is a difficult person to get along with."

"It's hard to get along with. You call that old thing hard to get along with?"

With a cold hum, the count of angert suddenly rode up and glanced at Lauren with some disapproval: "boy, do you remember how I greeted you on the day of the round table Council?"

"When we see that old thing, if he dares to fry his wings, you will put the sword around his neck - we'll clean up the rest for you!"