As for matters, the Sapyuge family and the Longshayuge family were not relatives, and Baron Galvin and Earl Fland had no close contact before.

However, at this dinner at the Earl Longxia's house in mid-May, the two branches of the Yuge family were extremely happy.

At the house dinner, Earl Flander led several confidants to exchange cups with Galvin, Yat and Felix, who were visiting the visitor. Even the apprentice Ron, an apprentice knight, and Robert, the priest of the army, got the cup of Earl Flander.

The food at the banquet was not as luxurious and delicious as imagined, but the host's family's hospitality and the cups after putting down the noble airs made the banquet friendly and lively and unforgettable.

Even Ron, a civilian, felt that there was no pressure at the banquet. He would always remember the scene of Earl Flander holding a wooden cup in one hand and climbing his shoulders with the other hand, shouting to raise his glass for the common "glory battle mark" on their faces. If he had not followed Att, Ron might have been able to draw his sword on the spot and kneel down to swear allegiance to Earl Flander.

Born to lead, you can't be envious. Yat has to admit that some people have such a strong aura that makes you fall in love with the other party's magical charm when you first meet and are willing to be loyal to your loyalty.

The banquet lasted from the westward setting of the sun until the darkness of the night.

Yat, Ron and Robert were arranged to several adjacent rooms. After the servants who served retreated, Yat asked the guards guarding outside the door to summon the priest Robert.

Robert was a clergyman, and he did not have the vice of drinking like Hamish. At the banquet, he just politely clinked glasses with several nobles of Flander and Longsha, so unlike the drunken Ron, Robert is now very sober.

"Robert, what do you think of the sect leader behind me?" After Robert sat down, Att was straight to the point.

Robert seemed to have expected Yat to come. He touched the cross in front of moxiong and replied, "This is a good monarch, but also an ambitious madman. However, this man is too hiding himself. The person hiding in the shadows is always watching everything, and the person who can let go of everything is often hoped to pick up everything."

Robert rolled his eyes and recalled, saying, "His hands were covered with thick sword cocoons, his limbs were covered with scars, and his head was covered with many white hairs. His heart must not be as full of sunshine as we see. When I was in Besançon, I also heard about the deeds of Earl Flander. It was rumored that he had harvested the heads of a thousand enemies overnight, and neither the dead nor the surrendered ones were let go."

"He has a much louder reputation in this matter than you. You have only beheaded a hundred surrendered bandits, and he chopped off the heads of a thousand soldiers."

Robert was not drunk, so his evaluation was sober and rational.

After hearing this, Yat pondered for a moment, his fingers kept hitting the armrest of the chair.

"Robert, so do you think Earl Flander is a worthy person to deliver?"

"So, if I hadn't met you first, I would have immediately joined the command of Earl Flander. An ambition, strategy, wisdom and charming earl is more enviable than you, a small baron."

Yat smiled bitterly, "Father Robert, what you said is really sad."

Robert shrugged, "Sir, you specifically asked me to follow you all the way from the valley to come here to hear a few flattering words that make you delicious?"

Yat sighed and said helplessly: "Sweet wine is not intoxicating, and praising and being unfaithful. I just think you are talking about the unpleasant words."

"Sir, although I don't know where you learned these rhetorical grammars, I have to praise you, these supreme maxims that pop up from time to time."

"Let's go back to the topic just now. To reason, Count Flander is a sect leader worthy of surrender, but such a sect leader is too ambitious. In other words, when he becomes his subordinate, he will also become the stairs he uses to steer. With such a sect leader, there are too many chances of death."

"There are as many opportunities for death as I am. Since I became the inspector of the territory, many people around me have died." Yat sighed.

"no the same."

"What's the difference? Everyone has to die."

"The head of a person who dies with you will be buried in the grave, and the head of a person who dies with you will be placed under his feet." Robert didn't know what kind of words to use to describe that subtle difference.

"Then do you think I'm a good person?" Yat asked with a smile.

Robert's face was twisted and his expression was exaggerated, "Oh my God, if you are a good person, I'm afraid there will be no evil people in this world! Your reputation among the nobles is really not very good. Not to mention the entire country of Beth, just in Tignets, one-third hates you, one-third fears you, and one-third may think you are not bad because they are your father-in-law's family and business ally."

"Ah? I always thought I was a beloved good person? Well, since you don't even treat me as a good person, it seems that I have to put myself in the right position."

"Want to be buried in a grave or do you want to be placed under your feet after you die?" Yat suddenly turned back to the topic just now.

Robert pointed at himself and said, "Me?"

"Yes! You."

"After I die, I neither step nor be buried, I choose to ascend to heaven to serve God."

Both of them looked at each other and smiled.

"Today's banquet was very harmonious, but Earl Flander didn't say a single important sentence, so I guess he would invite you or Mr. Galvin to discuss matters separately tomorrow morning. He is an ambitious earl and would not just invite you to visit Longsha. You should think about the topic of talking to Earl Flander tomorrow. I will visit Bishop Longsha tomorrow, unless the Earl invites me to accompany you." Robert speculated that Yat would be invited by Earl Flander to discuss secretly tomorrow.

Yat nodded in agreement. After saying good night to each other, they went back to their room to rest.

However, the result was not as they expected, and Flander was not in a hurry to summon Yat to discuss and discuss.

On the second day, when he knew that the guest was drunk and awake, Earl Flander did not disturb the guest's rest, he ordered the servant to deliver the sobering light food to the guests' room so that the guests could sleep until they woke up naturally and then eat some simple food to fill their stomachs.

As noon approached, Flander sent someone to invite all the guests who had been resting in the hall and told everyone that he had prepared lunch in the military camp in the south of the city. After the meal, he would take the guests to visit the Longxia Mercenary Legion.

Yat, who was already ready to accept the summons, was surprised after hearing Flander's arrangements, and then he understood Flander's intention-as a guest this time, Flander wanted to use his strength to make Ade first think about it so that the next topic would be better discussed.

Yat also happened to have a close encounter with the Longxia mountain mercenaries who were touted by his father-in-law Galvin countless times. Perhaps the Wells Legion can learn from it.

The group stepped on their horses and passed through the "Xionggui Street" where the nobles and the families of officers lived, and walked along the river that ran across Longxia City to the south of the city. As Galvin introduced, many laborers on the banks of the river put a barrel of wine barrels with iron bars on the river along the wooden boards. The barrels in the river drifted downstream along the line driven by the water flow.

On the other side of the river bank road, there is a stone building that is taller and wider than the Earl's Mansion. The stone walls are painted with lime, which looks very generous. Through Flander's personal introduction, the tall and white building is the Elder's House of Longxia, and the people living in it are wounded veterans with outstanding military achievements in the Longxia Mercenary Legion.

Continue to the south, passing through the Free Market of Longxia City, Craftsman Shop Area, Civilian Area and other places. The leaders along the way stopped to salute when they saw Flander passing by, and Flander also rode on his horse and waved his hands frequently.

It can be seen that Flander is indeed very popular in Longsha City.

"Cousin Flander, since your army is stationed on the edge of the city, why not let the soldiers live in the barracks but in the military tent?" Yat looked at the camp of the Longxia Mercenary Legion from afar, not understanding why Flander did not let the soldiers enter the city or build barracks outside the city.

"Yat, this is the glorious tradition of the Longxia Legion. My army will not move into the barracks wherever they go, no matter where they go, no matter where they are, even the coldest snow winter?"

"Why?"

"There are three reasons. First, most of the Longxia legions are civilians, and hard work is their nature. This is also the source of their bravery and courageous combat power. Warm and comfortable barracks are easy to make people dream, and comfort and dreams will make the Longxia people degenerate. Second, because we are fighting outside all year round and are in the enemy's territory at any time, open-air camping can keep soldiers highly vigilant and absolute military discipline. The Longxia legions are rarely attacked because my soldiers will open their eyes when they sleep. Third, because we are fighting outside all year round, fighting in the enemy's territory often means that we can move camps frequently, and it is impossible to move camps to places with houses every time. So over time, everyone has become accustomed to open-air camping, and occasionally returning to the house may not be able to sleep."

While speaking, the group had reached the gate of the barracks. More than a dozen officers and dozens of strong soldiers in armor lined up at the gates to greet Fland and his party.

Yat jumped off his war horse and handed the reins to the guards beside him and walked towards the camp.

It can be seen that the soldiers who were welcomed by the camp gate must have been selected. They were all tall and strong men, all with long-sleeved chain mail and half-helmet iron boots, and a roaring lion on the golden wasteland tattooed on the burqa, which was Flander's family emblem. The weapons in the hands of the soldiers were also relatively well-deserved. In addition to the common short spears and round shields, they could also be used to make close-fit melee weapons such as swords, axes, and hammers on their waists.

Flander turned his head and looked at Yat who was carefully looking at the soldiers and explained: "Yat, these soldiers are my 100-man guards. Most of them are from veterans with more than two years of combat experience in the Legion."

Yat knows it, no wonder everyone can be equipped with excellent weapons and armor.

When I walked into the barracks, there were no idle people walking around and hustle and bustle in the barracks except for a small number of posts and patrolmen who were on duty in the barracks. It was probably Flander issued a ban in advance.

Knowing that the Longxia Army had arranged a drill in the afternoon, everyone did not drink happily at noon. After eating the simple food on the plate, everyone walked through the camp and left the south gate to the training ground outside the camp.

This training ground is not much different from the training ground of the Wells Legion, but it is even wider. There are no heavy wooden tracks and other things created by Yat in the training ground. It is just a flat hard soil wasteland.

At this time, three neatly arranged square formations stood silently on the training ground. They were wearing thin short-dried tops and linen pants, with poorly crafted disc helmets on their heads, and a few elite soldiers who looked like low-level officers were wearing a single-layer leather armor; ordinary soldiers only had a winged iron spear and a small wooden round shield, and the small officers still carried close-fitting weapons such as short swords, short swords, hand axes, etc.

This is a professional mercenary, not a peasant soldier on the verge of expedition, so this kind of military preparation still seems a bit shabby.

However, in a strong contrast with the shabby military preparations, the soldiers' resolute expressions were the soldiers. Although it was May, the mountains were still cold. The soldiers wearing thin clothes had no fear. There was a rock-solid feeling in the cold wind. The bodies and limbs of their luolulu had scars visible to the eyes.

What shocked Yat the most was that the more than 800 people in the open space did not make a slight noise, and did not need to practice combat skills and formations. Just this unmoving military discipline has already impressed Yat.

Flander began to explain to everyone: "The Longxia Legion has three infantry companies, named after the three counties led by Longxia, each infantry company is 300; the legion is directly under the cavalry team, 100 cavalry, and the gongnu team is directly under the gongnu team, plus my Earl Guards' personal soldiers, a total of 1,300 people. Standing in front of you are two infantry companies and a direct gongnu team; the remaining soldiers are all in a city autonomous city-state in the southern land to protect the city of the city, and they will not be able to end the contract and return to Longxia City in July."

"In addition to the Longxia Mercenary Legion, each county has 100 county soldiers, and there are also 100 city defenders in Longxia City, totaling 400. In addition, there are 200 private soldiers from lords at all levels."

"Only two hundred private troops?" Yat asked.

"The Longxia lords are not as good as yours. The thin land of the mountains does not produce much food. If my lords want to rely on their fiefdoms, it will be difficult for them to support their subordinates. Therefore, most of the lords in Longxia serve in the Longxia army. The young and strong lords in their territory are the source of war soldiers in our army."

A Count's leader with less than 30,000 people can have nearly 2,000 soldiers, which is already considered "leading a foothold with martial arts", not to mention that all the people are brave. If it is really a recruitment by the whole nation, the Count's leader of Longxia is enough to raise more than 5,000 troops, which is definitely a strong strength.

Yat glanced around the venue and saw twenty or thirty tall wooden poles behind the venue, with round things hanging on them.

"Cousin Flander, what is hanging on those wooden poles is~" Yat raised his hand and pointed at the row of wooden poles.

"That's the head, the soldier's head was executed." Flander took it for granted.

"They are the first deserters in the past conquests to fear death. I will cut off their heads and hang them on these wooden poles in front of everyone. The captain of the squadron where the soldiers who retreated first will be executed will be executed, but they will not have to be hung on them and be scolded; the rest of the soldiers in the squad will also be punished."

"By the way, the last head was hung up a year ago." Flander's face was gloomy.

After hearing this, Yat understood why the Longxia Mercenary Legion's military discipline was so strict. It is not difficult to guess that the scars on the soldiers were not all glory in the battle.

In fact, what Flander did not introduce is the reason why the soldiers of the Longxia Legion could endure the harsh military law. In the Longxia Legion, the mercenaries only had to pay one-third of the share of the robbery to Flander, and the rest were all attributed to the soldiers themselves. This is the fundamental driving force for the soldiers to withstand huge war damage and harsh military law.

Moreover, the Longxia Legion only has strict requirements on battlefield military discipline. They can loot and kill civilians, traitors, and even have special camp prostitutes for soldiers to enjoy themselves in the Longxia Legion camp, which of course requires high fees.

Yat didn't know this, anyway, he was just surprised by the slight inner shock brought to him by the Longxia legion.
Chapter completed!