Black Iron Crown

After temporarily placing the cattle and sheep in the pasture of Fort Moreland, Leiner led the army back to Mecaron City.

Reiner hasn't found enough people to take care of those cattle and sheep yet, but in the final analysis, these are still his private property, and the residents of the northern border are not like serfs in the traditional sense, they are also domestic slaves of nobles.

So for the time being, Rainer can only gather the shepherds in his hands, and then send them to Fort Morland to raise them.

And since Reiner has made up his mind to keep these cattle and sheep in captivity, there must be a cowshed and sheepfold that are large enough to accommodate so many cattle and sheep, and this needs to be built manually.

So those cattle and sheep can only roam around on that pasture to commit crimes, and wait until the sheep pen and cowshed are built before starting to raise them in captivity.

So, it is Tilihan and his cavalry archers who are managing the herd of cattle and sheep now...

"Head...I haven't done this kind of work for seven or eight years..." a mounted archer said to Tilihan depressedly.

"Shut your dog's mouth!" Tilihan returned his hand irritably and whipped the opponent's body, but the force was not very strong, and he was wearing armor, such a move could only be said to be a joke.

"Do I want to do this job? Isn't that Lord Yan who needs us to do this? Our duty is to obey the orders of Lord Yan! Don't complain to me! Get the hell out of here! Go, go!"

The city gate was already full of people, densely packed with human heads everywhere, the residents stretched their necks to look forward, and some shrewd vendors even came here to sell their goods.

Reiner was wearing the gorgeous battle armor, and Sarang and Lumbare held up the golden lion emblem flag on the red background and followed behind him. The Scarlet Griffin Knights lined up in three rows and followed closely behind him in unison.

As soon as they entered the city, they immediately aroused earth-shattering cheers from the citizens.

The red griffin feathers on the helmets of the scarlet griffin knights fluttered up and down with the cold wind, and the red armor with the pattern of griffins with teeth and claws on their bodies looked majestic no matter how they were worn.

Riding a tall warhorse on their crotches, they stared straight ahead without squinting. Citizens had never seen such blood-colored griffin riders.

In their impression, the image of these blood-colored griffin knights is generally still at the stage of patrolling the city. They are strong and strong, but the leather armor they wear is no different from the brightly armored elite now. The knight equates.

After becoming a subject of Reiner,

It was the first time for them to see how mighty the Earl's army returned in triumph, which made their support for Reiner even higher.

Lena rode forward slowly on the back of the war horse with his head held high. He had thought about this kind of pretentiousness in his previous life, so he enjoyed this feeling very much after time travelling.

At the same time, the opposite of Mecaron City is the Pakuten Department.

A group of nobles from the tribe rushed into Prince Samuza's tent full of righteous indignation, with extremely ugly expressions on their faces.

"Are you okay?" Prince Samuza put down the knife he was playing with, raised his eyes and looked at the dozen or so people who rushed in and asked.

"Your Majesty... I heard... I heard that you accepted the canonization of that yellow-haired man as earl, and you surrendered to him?" A muscular, muscular man covered with several layers of thick fur first asked.

Seeing the other party's angry appearance, Samuza raised his head and gave him a cold look.

This glance immediately made this muscular prairie man feel cold all over his body, and a thin layer of sweat suddenly appeared on his forehead, as if he was facing a ferocious hungry wolf.

"Are you questioning me?" Prince Samuza didn't get angry, and didn't even change his tone. He just picked up the knife again and played with it in his hand.

"No... how dare I question the king... I just... just don't understand!" The burly man shrank like a mouse seeing a cat, and said dejectedly.

Samuza played with the knife in his hand, sat up straight and looked at the others, asking, "Are you also here to ask about this?"

Everyone nodded silently.

"Okay, let me tell you, it is indeed true. I became the subject of Earl Rainer of Beijing! Although I still don't understand what vassal means, he is already my monarch, and the title he bestowed on me is Baron Pakuten!" Samuza stood up from the wool felt and said.

"But...but...but how can the king submit to others and become someone else's subject?" His group of people were even more surprised, and they were stunned.

"Do I want to be someone else's subject?" Samuza looked at them and said coldly, "I know it's ugly to be someone else's subject, but don't you know what kind of situation we are facing now?"

"We are already on the verge of life and death. We finally tried to go to the west to find opportunities, but they beat us back! I have no choice! If this continues, our Pakuten tribe will perish sooner or later!"

"Instead of letting the tribe perish, it's better for me to remove the title of king on my head and seek refuge..." At this point, Prince Samuza sat down on the wool felt and said, "Don't call me king in the future, I The current title is Baron Pakuten!"

"But... can that earl of the northern border, Rainer, help us defeat Morsh and his 5,000 army? That's a full 5,000 cavalry! Could it be that you can change everything by surrendering to him?"

A middle-aged man stepped forward and said to Samuza: "I think, instead of submitting to other people like this, it's better to fight with Morsh directly! At least we can preserve our dignity!"

"The Earl of the North! Does he also have five thousand cavalry? Yes, he defeated us, but does that mean he can defeat Morsh? That is a full five thousand powerful cavalry!"

After these words were finished, there was silence in the tent, and the thoughts of the others were almost the same as his. Five thousand cavalrymen pressed on them like a mountain, making them breathless.

After a while, Samuza spoke: "My uncle, you believe in my judgment, Earl Rainer is a different person! He will definitely help us get through this difficult time!"

"Yes! This is not realistic at all!"

"I told you to trust my judgment!" Samuza stood up and frowned and shouted, "Don't you even listen to my orders? Are you trying to kill me and go to Morsh?"

Hearing Samuza's excited roar, everyone fell silent.

Samuza led the 50,000 troops of the Pakuten tribe to confront Morsh many times, and each time they lost more than they won. cavalry.

No matter in terms of combat effectiveness or equipment, they are completely different.

And this series of failures directly led to the rapid loss of Samuza's prestige. If the past power was not still there, I am afraid that these people would dare to speak out against him.