"Garcia killed a blue blood baron and he would pay for it!"

The Earl of Blue Mountain looked very ugly and sweared.

The noble generals behind him also looked solemn.

Even though there were constant chaos between the Fengying Plain, few nobles above the knights died in battle, even if there was no battle between lions and tigers in the last battle!

And now, at the beginning of the battle, a baron gave them bloody revelation with his life. This war has begun to be different!

‘Since that’s the case, why didn’t I pursue it just now?’

Wu Ming silently complained in his heart, but he also knew the rules among the nobles.

Even if the two armies are in war and the other side takes the initiative to withdraw their troops, it means surrendering in appearance. The truly graceful nobles will leave them spare time to regroup.

The etiquette and habits of the nobles have long been integrated into all aspects of these ancient blue blood.

For example, once a knight is defeated, as long as he handed over his long sword and armor, he will be treated as a prisoner. No one can hurt or humiliate them, and even receive preferential treatment in life.

The most important thing is that even if the army is defeated and surrounded, once the opponent's lord wants to escape, no nobles or knights on his side cannot chase him. This is respect for the lord.

‘In fact… these seemingly cumbersome rules were all thought out by the blue-blooded nobles to avoid internal friction, but they put on labels such as modesty and politeness on their own…especially, even descendants were brainwashed!’

Wu Ming looked at the Count of Blue Mountain with some pity.

It is obvious that the hero from the Highlands was not the same blue blood inheritance as him. He would definitely make good use of this opportunity to leave an unforgettable lesson for the Count.

Baron Treve has used his death to show the Blue Mountains that this is not a civil war between the Blue Bloods, and it depends on when he can understand.

"My Knight, William!"

The Earl of Blue Mountain took a deep breath, perhaps treating the previous Baron's death as an accident.

However, Treve's departure caused the cavalry to lose command, and someone must immediately fill it.

Therefore, he had no choice at all, so he placed the long sword on Wu Ming's shoulder: "I will now appoint you as the commander of the cavalry, and this order will take effect immediately!"

Those who have always served as the commander of the noble army must have a title.

For a jazz, the command of the five hundred cavalry was still slightly beyond the reach of some discerning people's eyes, and the eyes of some discerning people looking at Wu Ming were already lit up.

Because the Count's action had already told others that if there were no accidents and that Sir William could maintain such courage, he might have the title of a baron after the war.

In the eyes of the Earl of Blue Mountain, a baron, plus a daughter, is also quite cost-effective to win William Wallace's allegiance and a large amount of donations.

Unfortunately, Wu Ming's eyes are no longer just focused on the Baron, he wants more!

"Thank you for your trust! I will command the Knights and fight bravely to the enemy!"

He smiled slightly and replied concisely.

...

The first day of the battle ended soon.

Although a baron died, which slightly cast a shadow on the day of war, it was in full view of the Blue Tiger flag gaining an advantage.

After a moment of silence for the Baron, the Earl of Blue Mountain immediately excitedly decided to hold a banquet, and took out a large amount of cured meat, salt and white bread to reward the soldiers, preparing to defeat the army on the next day in one go, and force Viscount Garcia to admit defeat.

Wu Ming looked at the Count of Blue Mountain with a red face and secretly estimated that the other party might even have the price to pay for Viscount Garcia, and even thought about the toasts at the end of the war.

He returned to the camp, looked at the noisy military camp, and spoke silently.

"grown ups!"

A dark shadow voice was deep and walked out of the shadow behind him.

"I am Clark, a liaison sent by the church!"

"I saw the power of shadow in you..."

A trace of light flashed in Wu Ming's eyes, and instantly made Clark feel as if he was staring at ten tigers! No, even when he was alone, he was not so helpless when he was facing a nest of wolves with bare hands.

"grown ups!"

He saluted again, with a very respectful attitude: "The Archbishop sent me to do whatever you asked for!"

"You are a good assassin, and I understand the Archbishop's plan, but this is not my way!"

Wu Ming shook his head.

That little bit of shadow power at most makes Clark move faster in the dark, hide more hidden, and not noticeable.

If it were assassinated, it would be possible that the life of Earl of Blue Mountain would be taken, but it would not be worth it. Even if Earl of Blue Mountain died, it would not be of much benefit to Wu Ming.

The most important thing is that anything, as long as you do it, will leave traces.

For those who will rule the entire Fengying Plain as a king in the future, he is not willing to let his crown get too many shadows when there is still choice.

"But you are a good liaison! Listen!"

Wu Ming turned around, and the shiny light in his eyes seemed to pierce Clark: "I need you to go back immediately, inform the Archbishop of several messages, and pay close attention to the movements in the Highlands!"

"Your will be implemented!"

Clark bowed and retreated into the darkness, not knowing when he left.

His body movement is like a ghost to ordinary people. Even if the knight cannot detect it, he has nowhere to hide under Wu Ming's perception and mental power.

Even though he was ready to cooperate with the church, Wu Ming also kept a move.

Just like now, if one day Clark comes to assassinate him, he will definitely die miserably.

"Ava!"

After Clark left, Wu Ming thought for a while and called his entourage: "Go and invite Baron Terry, Baron Wilf, and Lord Tana!"

These little nobles have now formed a small circle. Although the relationship is far and near, they are still relatively close on the premise of protecting their own interests.

With a premonition of the change, Wu Ming began to win over his own strength as much as possible.

...

Just when Wu Ming had an agreement with the two barons and dealt with Tana's black widow alone, the Earl of Blue Mountain also did not rest in the center of the military camp.

Nine candles burned on the golden candlestick, and a large amount of wax oil almost covered the base.

The Count of Blue Mountain sat on a soft chair of red sandalwood, with a large amount of parchment paper and various disorderly seals in front of him.

The crow conveying information hovered over the military camp at all times, making him have to handle a lot of official duties all the time.

Nearly 10,000 people had to arrange food, clothing, housing and transportation one by one. In ancient times, this was a terrible disaster, not to mention losses, but to collect debts, just to transport these supplies here, and the consumption on the road was several times.

Even this disaster will continue.

Fortunately, judging from today's signs, Viscount Garcia's strength is obviously inferior. Perhaps he will wisely recognize the reality and the kindness he has expressed, and choose to surrender decently tomorrow.

Earl of Lanshan rubbed his eyebrows with some worries. In this way, perhaps after he returned to the territory, he would not see the financial officer's expression of hanging.

"Sir Earl!"

At this time, the tent was lifted and another young nobleman walked in.

He looks very neutral, has almond eyes and peach cheeks, fair skin, and a little dressed up. He is even more elegant and charming than some women.

And from the fact that he could enter the count's tent without going through the thoroughbring, we could know how "close" his relationship with the count was.

After being disturbed by his thoughts, the Count of Blue Mountain frowned, but when he saw the noble, he still smiled on his face: "Richard, you are here just in time, I need your wisdom!"

This Lord Richard Honor is not only a close friend of the Count of Blue Mountain, but also his think tank.

"Sir Earl, are you worried about the post-war problems?"

Richard asked.

"Yes, even though Garcia is willing to compensate a large amount of land, they cannot immediately become Jindelong... and once the war is delayed, the financial situation of our territory is no longer enough to support it..."

The Count of Blue Mountain sighed helplessly.

"So, you want to win over that Golden Knight?"

Richard smiled sly: "I heard that Carlos has more wealth than the treasure house of ten counts!"

"Haha... do you believe this nonsense?"

Although the Count of Blue Mountain was laughing, his eyes had already appeared.

"IMHO!"

Lord Richard sneered in his heart, but his face showed a look of worry: "Although William is a brave knight, his loyalty to you is far lower than that of other fief knights..."

"But...you have to admit that among all my knights, he is also the one who makes the most money and contributes the most to me..."

The Count of Blue Mountain twisted his body: "And... he can use the dragon's heart, and blue blood flows on his body. My little Ada is already sixteen years old..."

"A daughter and a baron's title in exchange for all wealth, Sir William might be unwilling to give up..."

Hearing the Count of Blue Mountain say this, Richard's heart is almost filled with jealousy.

Even if he was favored by the Earl of Blue Mountain, he was only a Lord of Honor. However, William, the dirty guy who got up from the common people, was about to become a baron with respect and hereditary status, and would also marry the daughter of an Earl!

'All this should not belong to him, but to me... Richard Billids!'

Richard roared in his heart, but his words were like juice from the teeth of a poisonous snake.

"Sir William's loyalty?"

Sure enough, as soon as he heard this, the Count of Blue Mountain immediately began to hesitate.
Chapter completed!