The detailed introduction to the Ugor people has been mentioned before and will not be repeated here. Ryan was sitting on the tall building of the Oliver Chamber of Commerce, watching the performance of the Ugor Circus. He frowned, sighed softly, and at the same time
Somewhat funny: "How are the sales of these Ugor products?"
"Generally, we can only get out slowly." Oliver, the great businessman of the empire, sat opposite Ryan. He said with a low eyebrow: "No one expected that these damn Yankees actually brought so much goods. I
I suspect there is a shadow of the Tsarina and the Empire behind it.”
"Hahaha, it's not easy for Kislev to resist the invasion of Chaos all year round. Please be more patient, and we can do him a small favor." Armand, Knight of the Holy Grail and Lion's Flag Officer, looked relaxed, and he picked up his own
When I found that the wine was out of the big wooden cup, the servant from the chamber of commerce immediately came up to refill it.
This kind of wine is the famous spirit vodka from Kislev. It is tasteless after entering the mouth, light and refreshing, making people feel not sweet, not bitter, not astringent, only flaming excitement. Armand is paired with a plate of it.
Served with Breton horse sausage.
Also present are Ryan's capable men, the kingdom knights Olivier and Hux, as well as his recently officially entrusted female courtier Veronica. As for the other female courtier Theresa who is still recovering from her injuries, Ryan arranged for her to
He rested in a guest room in his castle and was taken care of alternately by Emilia and Orika.
As for his wife Sulia... she is currently playing with a little brown bear in the castle.
The Ugor Cavalry arrived in Ryan's territory two or three days ago. In order to cover up others' eyes, Ryan asked them to start performing immediately. However, it was only after this group of Mrs. Keesler arrived that Ryan discovered that they had actually taken the opportunity to smuggle a total of three
The cargo of more than a dozen carts included almost all Kislev's specialties, various ores, animal skins, wine, handicrafts and textiles.
The Earl quickly understood that this must be a large-scale trade that Mrs. Keesler saw the opportunity to carry out. With the empire's intermediary and Lane's name, this trade only needs to pay extremely low tariffs (only Bordeaux's
Dock tariff), the Kislev Kingdom took the opportunity to load this group of horse archers with all the cargo they could carry.
Ryan was angry and funny, but it was hard to say anything else. The kingdom of Kislev was the first line of defense for the forces of order to resist chaos, especially the Ugor tribe. These nomadic tribes who had been riding, shooting, and hunting for generations had been in contact with the northern tribes.
The barbarian tribes have been at war for nearly a thousand years. They are both sentinels and scouts. In order to survive, countless Ugor horse archers have been fighting the barbarians all their lives until they die.
"Our sacrifice was so great that the Tsar always sought to forget it."
Ugor people north of the Linsk River
The leader of the Ugor Cavalry Captain is called Mikoyan Ivanovich Govorov. This Ugor Captain has extremely rich experience in accepting employment from major forces, and has hired many times for the Empire and the Kingdom of Nord.
Fighting, and even being hired by the dwarves on the Roof of the World Mountains, Ryan thought that the empire was relatively reliable. This group of mercenaries were hired all year round, and they were relatively obedient and understood the rules, so there was no need for Ryan to stress too much.
As for why this group of people became mercenaries, the content is actually quite sad. That is, the Tazir Desert where Kislev is located is basically impossible to cultivate, and the food that can be obtained by relying on nomadism is extremely limited. When those
When the vast land could not support itself, mercenaries appeared.
"What's worse than your mother being a Witch of Gloria is that your wife is also a Witch of Gloria." Veronica was wearing a light crystal blue peach pink fishtail dress today, with a hairpin tied on her long dark brown hair.
With a blue bow and a sweet face, she stretched out her little hands to hold her face, smiling.
She cheerfully said a famous proverb from Kislev. Under her gray coat, only a finger width of her pink skirt was exposed, and then her small round ankles and pink insteps were wrapped in flesh-colored stockings.
The red strappy high heels were Ryan's New Year's gift.
This is a joke from the Kislev nobles, because after years of precise planning, the Ice Queen (self-proclaimed Tsarina) Katalin, one of the important members of the Gloria Council, has completely controlled the northernmost part of the world.
The forces of order, the male nobles of the entire kingdom often marry the Gloria Witch or the Ice Witch. With the help of magic and pillow wind, the ice witches headed by Queen Katalin have completely controlled Kislev's
Military and political power.
Ryan glared at Veronica angrily. He knew that Witch of Gloria was mocking Teresa, and at the same time, she was also mocking him in a roundabout way for actually finding an ice witch as a female courtier.
It's as if she is not the Witch of Gloria.
"Does Ms. Veronica know much about the Ugor people?" Holy Grail Knight Armand asked curiously. Seeing that Veronica has obtained the official status of a female courtier, the knights and nobles in the territory are very familiar with the two.
The witch is more polite.
"Actually, I can't say that I know much about it." Veronica shook her head: "I have been in contact before. The Ugor Cavalry enjoys privileges in the Kingdom of Kislev. For example, when they pass by a village, they can directly ask the villagers to help them.
Provide a good dinner and women, otherwise they can sue the tsar. The villagers have not provided for their obligations."
"Why is it so ridiculous?" Armand frowned at first, and he asked Veronica: "Don't the court of the Kingdom of Kislev know that granting these horse archers such power will most likely lead to disaster?
Do you want to loot and disrupt the villagers' production?"
The jealous Grail Knight cannot accept such an excessive law.
"The reason is very simple, because the Kislev Palace cannot afford to pay these horse archers." Veronica said nonchalantly: "How can this be possible if the horses run and the horses don't eat grass? So the palace
We can only give these horses the right to find grass for themselves."
"You need to eat." Olivier, who came from the Empire, took this very seriously. He said with a smile, which only caused Hux and Armand to roll their eyes.
"My Earl, do you have any plan for hiring these horse archers?" Hex turned to ask Ryan. The kingdom knight who is over thirty is now very mature and steady, even to the point of being a bit rigid: "I think they
It will only cause trouble."
"But we need such a long-range mobile force. Do you still remember the situation when we fought the northern barbarians outside the Lyonnais Castle?" Ryan frowned, and he continued: "If it weren't for the ambush of the dwarf thunder musketeers,
With a volley, it may take a lot of effort to deal with the barbarian marauder cavalry."
"There is absolutely no problem with the Ugor people's combat effectiveness in riding and archery. Every Ugor person learns horse riding and archery from birth, so you can rest assured about this." Veronica emphasized.
"Yeah." No one could object to this.
"Then we have to train the cooperation between knights and infantry regiments and these horse archers." Hux thought of more, and he continued: "Oh, by the way, there are dwarves."
"Yes, attacking the Blackstone stronghold requires the help of the dwarves." Ryan thought for a while, and then said: "Now that the Ugor horse archers have arrived, how can Hex, Olivier, and Armand make this group of horse archers
It's up to you to cooperate with the knights and infantry regiments in fighting."
"yes!"
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Thirty minutes later, the circus performance was temporarily over. Mikoyan Ivanovich Govorov came to Ryan. He bowed deeply and said in unskilled words: "I present to you
My respects, Count."
This is a man with a typical appearance of Mrs. Keesler. He has light skin, a very strong build, a narrow and high nose, a very clear face outline, a tall and very strong body, and he carries a
A hard bow and an ax hanging from it.
Ryan noticed that the man was wearing a burlap shirt with a sloping collar, a duffle coat, stovepipe pants, and leather boots. His hair and jewelry had obviously been specially taken care of. He tried his best to remain polite.
However, his salute posture was obviously not standard, at least not standard at all for the Brittanian court.
"Welcome to the Earl of Glamorgan, Mikoyan..." Ryan thought to himself that the name was so long and difficult to pronounce.
"Just call me Ivan." Ivanovich didn't have much expression. He raised his head: "You pay and we fight. This is just a deal. We are mercenaries and you are the employer. That's it."
Simple."
"Very good, I just like simpler ones." Ryan nodded repeatedly. He actually didn't bother to talk to these Ugo people, because no matter from their living customs, food culture, religious beliefs to settlement patterns, Ugo people
The Irish people are far away from the Brittanians, and Ryan has no expectations about whether these people can integrate here: "Who introduced you here?"
"It's His Excellency Varmil von Zhukov, the Grand Duke of Auster and the Elector of Wolfen." Ivan stood up straight. He looked like a big bear from the outside, with two long beards hanging down.
On the chest: "He introduced us here."
After saying this, the Yankee in the serf's mouth stood up straight and stopped talking.
Ryan wanted to ask something more, but he didn't know what he should ask.
"Okay, let's do this for the time being, Ivan. During this time, you will do a tour in nearby areas,"
The sound of high heels hitting the wooden floor came from behind Ryan, and Veronica said in Ryan's ear: "The relationship between the Osterland and the Kingdom of Kislev is very good, because they always face the northern barbarians together.
During repeated invasions, Oster's army and Kislev's army could even exchange defense zones."
"I know this, Veronica, do you remember Oleg? The eldest son of Elector Varmir?" Ryan motioned for the two of them to go downstairs, and Veronica took his arm, a ball of softness.
The fullness pressed directly on his arm: "Is it the Baron Wolfen who is very gorgeously dressed and talks about wanting to drive all the Norscans away?"
"Yes, Osterland and Kislev have a good relationship. I heard that the Snow Queen Katalin specially gave Oleg a magic scimitar, the Ice Blade." Ryan calmed down and said with a smile.
: "It's definitely not as good as the Rune Fang, but it's still a powerful weapon."
"Ice Queen Katalin is a holy ice witch. After she came to the throne, she used her magic power to build the entire Bokaha Palace into a giant fortress made of ice and snow. She is different from her father Bokaha.
Ha loved to lead personal expeditions, and many times personally led the Krim Guards and Kislev Bear Cavalry deep into the north of the Linsk River to fight the barbarians, and eventually died on the battlefield in the Troll Kingdom, not unlike her father.
At the same time, Katalin doesn't like to lead a personal expedition. She prefers to stay in the palace and appoint generals to solve problems. If you ask me, Mrs. Keesler will thank you. After Egil died, the Norscans were busy.
During the civil war, judging from the news coming from the Sky Castle, the number and frequency of the barbarians going south has been greatly reduced." Veronica deliberately dragged her voice and said: "Really, these idiots don't know how to thank you."
"Fighting Chaos is the best thank you." Ryan didn't take it seriously. Fighting Chaos is an obligation, not a capital to ask for credit. It can only be said that the positions are different. Veronica is not so enthusiastic about fighting evil. What she likes most is enjoyment.
Spending time alone with Ryan and being locked up in the tower to do her own research, especially after her wizard tower was built, the Gloria Witch who likes luxurious life and top-notch living environment is actually satisfied.
"Well, anyway, you are the hero of the kingdom, the divinely chosen champion of the Lady of the Lake. You want to be famous and profitable. I, the little witch, am just your vassal. I will be kicked out of the palace at any time by you... Ah
!" Veronica deliberately pretended to be pitiful.
She said awkwardly, but Ryan smiled evilly, picked her up by the waist, and put her on his pure-blood elf war horse Putao. Putao quickly realized that the person riding him was not his master, and impatiently raised his hoof and signaled
Veronica goes down.
Ryan touched Grape's mane, and Grape calmed down.
"Speaking of your wizard tower, I haven't been there for a long time. What have you been making in your magic workshop recently?" Ryan also got on his horse and held Veronica's fiery body in his arms.
Then he motioned to Grape to leave quickly.
The load capacity of the pure-blooded elf war horse was astonishing. Putao screamed as if complaining, but he still lowered his head and stepped forward, moving quickly towards the castle.
"Recently? In addition to producing various potions, my magic workshop is also making explosive projectiles." Veronica thought for a moment: "It's the kind of magic projectile that is loaded into a dwarf musket and explodes after hitting the target. I think.
Want to go take a look?"
"Let's go and take a look. By the way, I also have some ideas." Ryan kissed Veronica on the cheek and said with a smile: "Want to know what I have prepared for you?"