This is a large range of snowfall.
The fluttering snow flies from the dark mountains to the north of the meteorite fortress. Nearly one-third of the southern land is dyed white by the early winter snow, and crossed the meteorite fortress to the north, on the vast Ansu land. A small number of areas in the east and the entire north also ushered in a huge snowfall. A snow seems to have changed the whole world in one night. The active human society quickly crouched down in the cold winter, and the plain of the Holy Spirit fell into silence. The army on the eastern front turned. In the confrontation, the border trade in the West was suspended, and the Dagong in the north had already arrived at the nobles closest to the Rock Fortress.
In the family castle of Earl Pompeii, the flames in the fireplace are burning, the precious golden oak is used as firewood, and the heart is quiet and fragrant in the flames. The bright fire of the fireplace illuminates the golden red carpet. In the living room, in the living room, the gold and silver-made utensils and lamp holders cast flashing and swaying light and shadow. Between the light and shadow, the fat face of Earl Pompeii was filled with a charming and slightly nervous smile. .
The big aristocrat on the plain side leaned forward: "Your arrival really makes me feel more comfortable. Since the fortress in the south, I have not slept for a day. Those Cecils built on the fortress. A lot of magical devices, my poor castle really didn't know which night would collapse..."
The Duke of Victoria Verde wore a long skirt with a light blue pattern in the snow, the silvery white hair was raised high in the back of the head, and two squats hung down the ear, and the golden thread woven in the hair was The fire in the fireplace sparkled, and she glanced at the Earl of Pompeii: "As far as I know, since the Rock Fortress changed the Lord, the Duke of Cecil did not expand outwards, nor attacked your territory."
"...this is true," said Count Pompe, who wiped his forehead and did not sweat, but no one would feel nervous in front of the Duke of Wilde, known as the "Queen of the North." It is the most powerful field aristocrat in the kingdom, and has a harsh and cold style. More importantly, she now controls the Silver Fort, and the Earl of Pompeii not only lost the nominal seal of the Rock Fortress, but also supported the meteorite. In the process of the fortress, a large number of family knights and soldiers were lost. This made him try his best to secure the assistance of Wang Duo while maintaining the relationship with the South. At this moment, he was naturally cautious. "The Seychelles’ army did not step out of the meteorite. The fortress is a step, but they have been building fortifications on the north wall of the fortress, which is very disturbing."
"It seems that the founding hero didn't want us to 'disturb' him..." Beside Victoria, wearing a white female pastor's robe, Veronica, a calm and quiet, suddenly broke the silence and said softly.
Victoria nodded slightly and looked at Count Pompeii: "What are the Cecils doing in addition to building the fortifications?"
The chubby Earl thought about it: "They removed the south wall of the Rock Fortress or blew it up, and then built a 'stone city' on the south side of the fortress. They forbid people to cross the Rock City, but the Rock City. It is open to businessmen and envoys."
“Reconstructing the Rock Fortress into a fortress city with trade functions...” Victoria sinks. “So, have you been to Rock City?”
"I... I have a busy land and I can't go in person," Count Pompeou wiped his bare forehead again. He didn't mean to say "Don't dare to go". "But I have been paying attention to it and sending it. Going to the messenger. The city of Meteor is full of magical devices built by the Cecils, and there is a huge market where they open the gates of the Gorgon River, allowing the merchant ships of the Holy Spirit Plain to dock at the pier next to the market area. That market has attracted a lot of businessmen. You know, businessmen just don’t want to see money..."
Victoria did not respond, but looked at the Earl of Pompeii in a faint look.
This is also a descendant of a great knight who once had a great battle. However, in the peaceful plain of the Holy Spirit, he has been so honored for so many generations. The spirit of bravery and courage has long disappeared in this blood, but as the owner of this land, this Mr. Earl has done at least something to do, and he has learned as much as possible about the Rock Fortress.
The sound of snow outside the castle has gradually stopped.
The Victorian Duke stood up and the black-haired maid, Maggie, who was standing next to her, immediately stepped forward to arrange a slightly pleated dress for her. The northern ruler looked at the count of Pompeii, who also stood up, faintly said: “Look as much as you can about the trade in the Holy Spirit Plain in the past year in the South, and count how many merchants contact them, count the merchants they sent out, and also the main purchases of the goods after the Rock Fortress. ""
The round face of Earl Pompeii really oozes a trace of sweat this time: "This... well, I will do my best..."
It’s not a simple matter to count a few reliable numbers from the piles of paper piled up in a mess, and many businessmen who walk the road or traders who bribe soldiers will not appear on the list of tax collectors. As the ruler of this land, Count Pompeii even said that it was not clear how many merchants were coming and going in his territory every month. But since the Duke had already given orders, he had to do as much as possible.
It seems that this night is a sleepless night.
Looking at the embarrassing look of Count Pompeii, Victoria sighed again.
Statistics, registrars, normative laws... At the Silversburg meeting seven years ago, the Duke of the East had raised these concepts. He learned these things in the Tifeng people and tried to make the Ansu people I also learned them, but now seven years have passed, the East has become a rebel army, and the demands of the Grand Duke of Silas Loren in Silver Fort have not yet spread to the south of the Holy Spirit Plain...
Silas Loren... Can you not see hope?
After Veroella Verde left the inner court of the castle and passed through the mottled old façade, she came to the topmost terrace of Pompeii Castle.
The snow has stopped, but there are still snow falling from time to time in the night sky. The snow that accumulates on the tower and the roof is sprinkled in the night wind. These snowflakes flutter around the terrace and automatically avoid the ten Dukes of Victoria. The range of meters is just awe.
Compared with the winter castle that is built on the top of the mountains and overlooking the thousands of miles of snow and ice, the family castle that the Earl of Pompeii is proud of is short and shabby, but it still occupies the best terrain and has an excellent The terrace, standing on the terrace, is conveniently located in front of Victoria's view of the mountains and the meteorite fortress in the mountains.
In the middle is an almost unobstructed plain.
It is no wonder that Count Pompeii will be sleepy.
Under the deep night, the Rock Fortress is the brightest light source in the dark mountains. With the sharp vision of the extraordinary, Victoria can see that the light is directed by the lights formed by the large number of lights set on the walls and towers. In all directions, they can illuminate the various levels and interfere with the attacker's line of sight as the enemy tries to attack, making it difficult to target the archers or mages on the wall and the tower.
In addition to those light sources, the entire meteorite fortress is covered with a shimmering shield that allows the details of other areas of the entire fortress to be shrouded under a tulle, which is difficult to distinguish.
"That is the big shield of the Rock Fortress..." Veronica’s voice came from the side. The "Vrind of the Virgin" did not know when she had come to the Duke of Wilde, she looked at the Rock Fortress. The direction is surrounded by the faint light of the past. "I heard that on the 58th of the fire, the Cecils destroyed the shield with some powerful magic... I didn't expect them to fix it so soon. ""
"The big shield is an important barrier for the Rock Fortress. The Cecil will definitely fix it for the first time, and the magic barrier is a kind of thing. As long as the charge and projection structure are not substantially damaged, it is easy to repair only the shield is broken. of."
"Why is this..." Veronica said softly, she looked up and looked at the South with some ecstasy. "...I don't know much about magical things..."
Listening to this apparently unsuccessful response, the Duke of Wilde just smiled, then with the "Vrind of the Virgin", standing on the castle's terrace in the snowy night, quietly admiring This calm winter night.
On the second day, the weather was fine.
In the main hall of the castle, Count Pompeii handed a roll of parchment paper with a scent of ink to the hands of the Duke of Victoria.
This volume of parchment roughly summarizes the trade situation of the Southland in the past year, and the trade of merchants after the Rocky Fortress change. The content is superficial and vague, I am afraid that only 30% is reliable, and the remaining 70% is afraid of the Earl of Pompeii. And the results of a group of consultants even guessed.
With such information, even if it is Victoria's ingenuity, it is estimated that there is not much valuable information.
However, looking at the red eyes of Earl Pompeii and the listlessness of several consultants on the scene, the Duke knew that this was the best result.
At least the Earl of Pompeii can come up with this, instead of asking himself “what is statistics” like the real country nobility.
"Go back to rest, Count," Victoria said, letting Count Pompe relax. "We will bring good news."
"Your wisdom is the biggest fortune of Ansu," the fat countess bent down and said sincerely, "I hope that your trip will be smooth."
Victoria nodded and turned away. Veronica was deliberately behind a few steps. The princess said to the Earl of Pompeii: "Don’t take this battlefield to say goodbye to the general aristocracy, take out some The courage to come is our ancestor, not the beast of eating people."
Earl Pompeii showed a somewhat embarrassed and shy smile and bowed his head: "As you said."
The female Duke of the North and the Princess of the Holy Light, the Princess of the Holy Light, left, and the fat Earl of Pompeii remained in the same place, but she could not help but utter a dejective saying:
From small to large, the most embarrassing thing about him is his grandfather...
My grandfather is still like this. Now, a ancestor of another family who has been separated by dozens of generations and has no blood relationship has taken up the blade... Isn’t that still killing people?
The envoy's team from Wangdu left the castle of Count Pompeii, and after the winter snow that was completely unsuitable for the trip, the horses and horses drove onto the snow-covered Kingdom Avenue.
Sitting in the gorgeous carriage, Victoria Verde raised his hand, and an orderly wind blew in the air, wrapped around the team, the snow on the road was blown away, and the cold winter was blocked.
The knights of the **** team used a long sword to strike the shield hung next to the saddle, praising their hostess loudly, and the soldiers wearing red and blue two-color horns blew the horn in front of the team, and the military band followed. The music, in inspiring beats and tunes, the messengers from St. Sunil took a step towards the Rock Fortress.
In the city of Cecil, in the lord's house, the magical network communicator in front of Gao Wen is showing the half-length projection of the commander of the stalwart and the commander of the Second Army, Valdeperic, the honourable old knight standing straight: " The Duke, the King’s Envoy, is near the Rock Fortress."
“Be prepared and receive it seriously,” Gao Wen nodded slightly. “The team that was sent to meet has already set off.”
Then he paused and smiled on his face: "Don't slow down, they are a big business."